"I am not an enemy of the Alliance, I am Med'an, a half-orc raised by humans!"

The private room suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop clearly.

Med'an looked at Thrall with a slightly apologetic look. He didn't want to offend his friend. Thrall returned the look of encouragement, and they understood each other's meaning.

"I am not an enemy of the Alliance, but I am not your enemy either."

"The Frostwolf Clan also respects the Alliance as a respectable opponent. It doesn't matter."

But there will always be some unscrupulous people who come out to cause trouble. The masked man shouted: "You dare to talk back, little brat?" He raised his knife and was about to chop it down.

"You're moving too slowly!" Sal grabbed his raised wrist and twisted it hard. There was a "click" sound and the joint was twisted out of position. The masked man was about to scream in severe pain when he was struck by Sal.

I was slapped in front of my face, causing tears to flow from my eyes. I just grunted and didn't even have time to shout, and I was punched again until I fainted.

Jin Di praised: "This move is powerful and powerful, it's really Bashan Yeyu!"

Sal was a little puzzled: "Is this what Bashan Yeyu describes?"

"That's how it's used!" Jin Di explained categorically: "Slap the opponent in the face and the opponent will cry like rain. It's called the slap to swallow the rain!"

Sal touched his head and said depressedly: "It seems that I don't have enough knowledge of your human language, and there is still a lot of knowledge to learn!"

The corner of Mai De'an's mouth twitched and said: "Actually, you just don't have a good grasp of Jin Di's Chinese language skills!"

At this time, Tailan had closed the door. He lay under the crack of the door and looked outside. He stood up and discussed with the three of them: "There are three syndicates outside guarding the doors of the three private rooms respectively. I will deal with the one on the left, and Sal will deal with the door opposite."

Yes, you two deal with the one on the right."

The four of them acted according to the plan. Jin Di chanted the magic first, and Tai Lan was the first to jump out of the private room. The sword pierced out like a gust of wind. The syndicate was assassinated with one blow without even a groan.

At the same time, Thrall locked the neck of the middle man and twisted it with a sudden force. Med'an had also followed quietly, preparing to pierce the target's vest with a short knife.

"Ah!!!" At this time, a female passenger in the compartment on the left screamed in fright when she saw that the Syndicate in front of her suddenly turned into a corpse.

"Damn stupid woman!" Tailan hurriedly turned around to help Med'an. However, Jin Di just finished singing and walked out of the private room door. A fireball the size of a bowl was sprayed out from her palm, grazing Med'an's shoulder and flying.

Then, it hit the third syndicate hard, sending his whole body flying out.

Seeing the exquisiteness of this move, Med'an cheered continuously: "Everyone played beautifully, especially Jindi's fireball technique was so good! There is a famous saying in "Gul'dan's Quotations": 'If you are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, you are afraid of teammates who are like pigs.

', Our team is great, there are no teammates who are like pigs!"

But after saying this, Madan suddenly noticed that the three people looked at him a little strangely.

Jin Di was silent for a while and said: "It's just that you don't have pig-like teammates!"

Tyran and Thrall nodded silently. Med'an covered his chest, feeling heartbroken!

The four of them cleared the cabin and walked to the cab. From a distance, they could hear the Syndicate's voice threatening the pilot: "Let the airship fly to Dalaran, or I will detonate this bomb!"

A sharp voice belonging to the goblin replied: "Dalaran City is too high! This requirement is impossible to meet!"

"Damn green monster, do you want to explode?"

"Listen to me! The normal flying altitude of the goblin airship is 1,000 meters, and the highest flying altitude cannot exceed 1,800 meters. Dalaran City is floating at an altitude of 2,500 meters above sea level, which has long exceeded our flight range." The pilot.

Dissuaded him earnestly.

But the Syndicate didn't understand these scientific principles, and they just demanded arrogantly: "You must fly up, I don't care what you do!"

In the next moment, a big green fist hit him hard on the back of the head, and the Syndicate's body flew directly into the wall. Tailan reached out to catch the bomb before it hit the ground.

Thrall spat and said contemptuously: "How stupid. If the airship could fly over Dalaran, the Horde would have conquered Dalaran long ago."

Just when everyone was relieved, there was a sudden explosion above their heads, the airship shook violently, and suddenly fell downwards.

Med'an exclaimed: "Oops, they have accomplices on the deck!"

Thrall said angrily: "We must have found that the cabin has been controlled by us! Pilot, what should we do?"

But no one answered him. In the violent shock just now, the goblin pilot hit his head on the wall and fell into a coma.

"You are dead, damn orcs! Hahaha." The Syndicate who fell to the ground laughed arrogantly: "Traitors who work with the orcs, whether they are goblins, dwarfs or humans, deserve to die!"

"What about me, the half-orc?" Med'an's eyes suddenly flashed with a ferocious look. The kind-hearted man was finally forced out of the orc bloodline buried deep in his subconscious by the terrorists.

Sex. He stabbed the knife into Syndicate's chest!

Even Tailan was surprised. Did the loyal and coward Med'an learn to kill?

"What are traitors? Are they civilians who want to live a simple life? Or are you bastard terrorists who have abandoned the spirit of chivalry and attacked civilians?" Med'an fiercely tightened his hands and said angrily: "

The damned ones are you!"

The syndicate screamed and died.

But the airship is still falling, and the situation is very critical.

"You two, try to wake up the pilot and protect the airship!" Tailan quickly arranged the task: "Thal and I will go to the deck and kill the other Syndicates!"

"Okay, leave this to me!" Med'an grabbed the pilot's shoulders and shook him repeatedly, "The airship is falling! Wake up quickly, or we will all be doomed!"

The goblin pilot woke up in a daze and said, "Quickly find the joystick and lift it up."

Med'an quickly grabbed a stick and said, "Can you just lift this stick up?"

"This is not the joystick of the airship, but the joystick of my life!" The goblin suddenly became more awake and screamed: "Let go! The joystick of life is about to be broken by you!"

Madan blushed and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know anything about machinery. I thought there was some remote control on you."

The goblin quickly pointed forward and said: "That is the control stick of the airship!" He bit the word "airship's" very hard.

"Leave it to me!" Jin Di gave it a violent break, and the airship suddenly jumped up, changed its direction and flew diagonally upward.

At this time, Tyran and Thrall on the deck had already killed one person and were fighting the remaining two Syndicates. The airship suddenly changed its direction and almost threw them off.

"They did it!" Thrall on the deck was excited.

"But I'm going to die!" Tailan screamed under the side of the boat. He grabbed the side of the boat with one hand and hung his whole body in the air.

"Damn it! You pulled too hard!" The driver was already injured, but this sudden change of direction was too rough, causing him to hit the wall hard, causing even more injuries.

"I'll do it!" Med'an stretched out his hand towards the joystick, but Jindi also grabbed it at the same time. The two of them exerted force together, and there was only a "click" sound, and the wooden pole broke at the root.

"Ahhh! It's broken!" Med'an screamed.

"Ahhh! I don't know how to fix it!" The driver also screamed: "Now I can only open the circuit board for control, and I don't know how to do that!"

"Ahhh! I'm going to fall!" Tailan, who was hanging in the air, also screamed.

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The airship finally made an emergency landing on a grassy field. The eight syndicate members involved in hijacking the airship were either shot dead or tied up. The incident was perfectly resolved.

Tai Lan grabbed the driver and murmured: "We worked so hard to prevent an airship hijacking incident, should we waive the ticket? Besides, you didn't make it to the destination!"

The driver was so shaken that he didn't know how to answer him.

Who in their right mind would think about refunding their money after the hijacking and crash? How long has this been happening?

Thrall sat down on the grass without any image, looked at Tyran and laughed heartily. Some passengers heard that he and Tyran were the warriors who fought fiercely with the Syndicate members, and they all came forward to express their thanks.

"That's an understatement, friends." Sal pointed at Jindi: "We should all be grateful to this little mechanic."

"We dwarfs are born with mechanical geniuses. This is the advantage of our bloodline." Jin Di ate the last ice cream brought down from the airship, completely ignoring what happened just now.

Tyran and Thrall laughed at this, and Med'an laughed too.
Chapter completed!