Magic Eye Warlock

Ruthless, really ruthless, this is Yan Chong's evaluation of that terrifying son.

If his companion is attacked, Yan Chong must first consider his companion's safety. But the terrifying son was different. After seeing that his companion might be taken away from his rifle, he shot the two directly, as if he had regarded his companion as a corpse.

From a rational point of view, if the rifle is snatched by the passengers, it may pose a threat to them, and the companions are too late to rescue. So this person reacted quickly and made the most correct choice in an instant, but he was also chilling.

Yan Chong didn't hesitate, smashed through the compartment door and rushed out.

A man with a gun happened to pass by the first-class cabin outside the door. It seemed that he wanted to go to the cockpit to hijack the captain in order to achieve their goals, but was unfortunately hit by Yan Chong.

"boom!"

The moment he was hit by Yan Chong, the man only felt like he had been hit by a high-speed train. His arm, ribs and thigh bones on the right side of his body were comminuted and fractured instantly, and then continued. He flew to the left, smashed through the door of the compartment opposite Yan Chong, and passed out in a coma, knowing his life or death.

Fortunately, this compartment was unoccupied, and no passengers were affected.

Yan Chong didn't care about him. He was subconscious just now, so he couldn't help but force a bit too hard, feeling like he had hit a thin piece of paper, without any special obstacles.

Afterwards, he rushed towards the terrifying man who opened fire.

However, it was still a little late. The dense bullets shot towards the two of them. Although Yan Chong could see the trajectory of the bullets, his body could not keep up with such a fast speed. He could only watch the bullet hit the man. Terror in the body.

Yan Chong was relieved that the bullet did not penetrate the terrifying son’s body, and the man in the suit also reacted very quickly, hiding his body behind the terrifying son, but he was still shot in the leg. , Sat down on the ground.

At this time, Yan Chong also came behind the man who opened the gun. As soon as he grasped the opponent's right hand that pulled the trigger, he squeezed the opponent's palm into mash.

His palm was covered with body-protecting Qi, but it was not soiled by the opponent's blood.

The gunfire stopped, and then Yan Chong snatched the rifle in the opponent's hand and put it into the ancient elf leaves.

At this time, the man who opened the gun reacted and let out an extremely screaming scream.

The palm of his hand is completely invisible, and the bones are completely crushed into powder by huge force, as if they were processed by a hydraulic machine, mixed with flesh and blood.

Although he had received harsh anti-interrogation training and had killed countless people with his own hands, his heart was cruel and ferocious, but this pain also exceeded his endurance limit, causing his face to be distorted and tears streaming down.

If it is an ordinary person, he may have passed out at this time, but he has been trained to have a higher pain threshold than an ordinary person, instead of passing out, he can only lie on the ground and scream.

Yan Chong gently kicked three feet on his other arm and legs with his toes, causing his other three limbs to be broken.

He was a little ashamed. He was still inexperienced in dealing with ordinary non-professionals, and accidentally used too much force to cause serious injuries.

Moreover, he has no experience in escorting and custody of criminals, so he was worried that if this terrorist attacked other passengers, he would have to scrap all his limbs.

He walked to the hapless horror who was fired by his companion, and found that the opponent had been shot more than a dozen shots and blood had flowed all over the place. He was in shock and was dying, and his life magnetic field was extremely weak.

The man in the suit was shot in a thigh artery, and a large piece of trouser legs was soaked with blood. His face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Yan Chong tore a piece of clothing on the horrified man, bandaged the wound of the man in the suit, and stopped his bleeding.

"Thank you!" said the man in the suit in English. He felt that he had seen an illusion just now. After a burst of explosion, this man suddenly appeared behind the terrifying son, his movements made him not see clearly, and he immediately subdued the opponent.

Is this kung fu? The legendary Chinese Kungfu? It's too abnormal.

Because Yan Chong only simplified his makeup, he didn't change the characteristics of his Chinese. He was recognized by the man in the suit.

"You're welcome." Yan Chong smiled faintly, but his face suddenly changed and his figure disappeared in place.

Because he found that the man whose limbs had been abolished by him seemed to want to do something.

When I came to the man lying on the ground, the other side was lying on the ground with a twisted movement, as if he wanted to stretch his arm behind his back, but because his right hand was abolished and his left forearm was broken, it was very painful. past.

Seeing Yan Chong coming, his movements froze, and a light of fear appeared in his eyes.

He had never seen such a terrifying person before, and he felt countless times more terrifying than his boss. He can easily squeeze his hands into fleshy flesh, and three consecutive legs will abolish his limbs in an instant like a phantom. He still doesn't know how the opponent appeared behind him~www.ltnovel.com~ Demon! It must be a devil!

Yan Chong turned his body over and took out several bombs from his back waist despite the wailing of his wound being pressed by his body.

It turned out that he wanted to die together and blow up the plane. Yan Chong knew it and felt that he was negligent.

He initiated hypnotism to hypnotize the man.

"What is the purpose of your coming on this plane?" Yan Chong asked.

The man's eyes were dull and said: "The boss ordered, Andrew knows the specific purpose."

"Who is Andrew?" Yan Chong felt ashamed again. Two of the three were dying. He had known it would be easier.

That Andrew, wouldn't he be the one he bumped into when he got out of the cubicle just now.

"Andrew sits in seat H33."

"I mean, is it the one who is walking in the front and is about to reach the cockpit?" Yan Chong was a little speechless. Who wants to ask you where he sits?

However, his heart sank, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. Isn't it possible that the horror is not just three people?

Sure enough, the man said again: "No."

"How many of you are there?"

"Five people."

"What about another one?"

"Sit in seat B14."

Yan Chong looked up, glanced at the number of the luggage compartment above the seat, and suddenly found that the numbers around here were all around a dozen.

Among them, H33 should be in the economy class at the back, and B14 is in the business class here, isn't it?

Suddenly, a man abruptly stood up from seat B14 next to him, with a pistol in each of his left and right hands, aimed at the two passengers beside him, with a grim expression: "Don't move, or I will kill them!"