Just as he was about to speak, he saw Ye Xingchen reaching for his arms with his right hand. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He immediately pointed the gun at Ye Xingchen and shouted loudly: "Don't move..."
"Brothers, don't be nervous. We are all gangsters on the street. It's just that the kid is a little bit worse, but he doesn't have the ability like you to carry a gun on a plane..." Ye Xingchen said, slowly reaching out his right hand from his arms,
He took out an exquisite cigarette box and slowly opened it. It was neatly filled with ten colorful and shiny cigars. At first glance, they were of the highest quality.
"Haha, these are Behike cigars. The market price is about five hundred dollars apiece. Have you never smoked one?" Ye Xingchen said as he handed one over. The man looked at Ye Xingchen suspiciously, and then became suspicious again.
He looked at the cigar in his hand, held the gun in one hand and pointed it at Ye Xingchen, and slowly stretched out his other hand to take the cigar.
He has never smoked a cigar worth five hundred dollars apiece.
Just when the big man's right hand was about to take the cigar, Ye Xingchen suddenly stepped forward and struck the man's wrist with a knife. The man groaned in pain and pointed the submachine gun in his hand downwards.
It fell, but Ye Xingchen caught it and threw it to Kufkarski. However, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man's crotch hard. The huge force directly hit the man.
The big man's bird's egg was kicked open, and a scream like a slaughtering pig was heard immediately, and the big man's body fell to the ground, in agony.
"Damn, tmd, you dare to hijack the plane, isn't this delaying my schedule, young master? Damn..." Ye Xingchen cursed without any image, but the cigar he handed out was already in his mouth, and the lighter in his hand flashed,
A flame burst out, and plumes of smoke rose from the cabin.
This was originally a luxury airliner. There were not many people in the first class cabin, but they were all people with status and status. When they were hijacked by terrorists, they were able to maintain a little calmness. In addition to some panic on their faces, there were also some
Anxiety was inside, but at this time, everyone's faces were replaced by surprise. Ye Xingchen only spent tens of seconds from passing the cigarette to knocking the big man to the ground, and from the moment he just flashed
At first glance, it seems that this terrorist gentleman will only enter the palace in his next life.
Such skills and ferocious methods are something that ordinary people can do?
Looking at Ye Xingchen smoking a hundred-dollar cigar with a calm expression, many people began to think of the legendary figure in Jinghai City...
Is it really him?
"Ahem... Damn, what's the deal with these cigarettes? Didn't they say they cost five hundred dollars a pop? Why do you think it's not as easy to smoke as Honghe?" Ye Xingchen took a puff, wanting to show off his heroic demeanor, but unfortunately he couldn't.
I was choking so much that I had to throw it out. Then I remembered that this was an airport and fireworks were prohibited...
"I'm sorry, everyone, it seems you can't smoke here? Hey, that's weird, where did this lighter come from?" Ye Xingchen looked at the lighter in his hand and said in surprise.
Everyone rolled their eyes wildly. What do you mean by not being able to smoke? It is absolutely impossible. Of course, some people were even more surprised. Those with sharp eyes could clearly see Ye Xingchen taking something out of the pocket of a kon terrorist.
With a mobile phone, the speed is astonishingly fast, even more powerful than the most agile pickpocket on the street.
"What happened?" At this moment, the voices of other terrorists came from the direction of the economy class.
"No, your brother has diarrhea and is lying on the ground now!" Ye Xingchen said carelessly, but he put out the cigarette butt with his backhand. He turned his wrist and found that his hand was empty. Then he remembered that his throwing knife had been taken down by the security department.
I couldn't help but get angry.
Damn, md broke through the security check and even allowed weapons like submachine guns to be brought in, but left behind the knife I used to sharpen my nails. It's really not a thing.
But then again, how did these guys get in? Is there a traitor at the airport?
Thinking in his mind, Ye Xingchen's figure had already rushed over, but Kufkarski stood up with a submachine gun and walked forward. Since the other party controlled the plane, he must also control the pilot. If he heard someone outside
The movement may come out.
As for the next group of people, Kufkarski was worried. If Ye Xingchen couldn't even handle those people, what qualifications did he have to become the president of Xingyao Society?
As for the beautiful flight attendant who fainted just now, she didn't know when she woke up. When she saw the two empty seats around her, the terrorist who fell on the ground and Ye Xingchen who was rushing behind, she immediately covered herself with her hands.
His small mouth was full of shock, and there was deep admiration in the shock.
At this time, the terrorists clearly felt something was wrong. At least three people with guns rushed in. As soon as they saw their companions lying on the corridor and Ye Xingchen with a smile on his face, they raised their guns and fired.
Shoot towards Ye Xingchen.
But when he saw Ye Xingchen's figure flickering, there were already more walnuts in his hand that he grabbed from nowhere, and he shot them directly towards the three of them.
"Ah..." There were three consecutive screams of pain, and the guns in the hands of the three people all fell down. The other hand involuntarily covered his wrist, and Ye Xingchen's figure had already jumped out, fiercely
A sharp knee hit the chin of the person in front. The person flew backwards. There was a clicking sound from the chin. It was obvious that it had been dislocated. Only then did the other two people react.
Unfortunately, Ye Xingchen's fist had already come forward and hit the two people's noses hard. The three of them flew straight out like kites with broken strings, blood spurted from their mouths, and they flew directly to the first class cabin.
When they arrived at the economy class, Ye Xingchen stepped out with one step, his whole body rose into the air, and finally landed straight on the cabin, right in the position of the first boy whose jaw was knocked off.
"Ah..." Another burst of pig-like screams rang out, and the other two people suddenly turned pale and their bodies became even more verbose. It's true that they are terrorists, and they are not afraid of death. (If you are afraid of death, you won't do anything.
There have been things like hijackings), but they are also flesh and blood, and they also know pain. Ye Xingchen's punch just now is fine, but if they are stepped on so hard below, then...
Not only were the two of them covered in cold sweat, but even the other passengers in the cabin were also sweating coldly. They involuntarily tightened their legs, but Ye Xingchen walked towards the other person with a ferocious smile on his face, as if he was a terrorist.