The gangster approached carelessly, the knife flying casually in his hand, and he didn't feel defensive at all.
At this time, he suddenly looked at Lu Xiaobu and his group and frowned: "There are still people who are not afraid of death! In that case, just sit down and be obedient!"
After saying that, he no longer looked at Lu Xiaobu and his group.
The knife in his hand is just a toy for his mission!
He and his companions came with the idea of perishing together, so as long as it didn't affect his mission, everything else didn't matter to him!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Meng and Li Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as it's not directed at the young master, as for other people, that's another matter.
"Hey, Black Hand, you are quite calm!"
The gangster sat down in front of the unmoving Russian, as if he were meeting an old friend.
"At this distance, I can kill you in a quarter of a second."
The Russian named Black Hand said calmly.
"Of course! Of course I know! For a salty fish like me, it is an honor to let the black hand use it for a quarter of a second!" The gangster spread his hands, very self-aware.
Then, he changed the subject: "But we all know that you don't dare to kill me! As long as you dare to kill me, you won't survive!"
"Are you sure?" Black Hand spread his hands.
"I'm pretty sure that we have considered all the escape methods you can think of, so don't have any wishful thinking." The gangster said with certainty.
"Then tell me, what's the purpose?" Black Hand asked.
Gangster: "No purpose, just to kill you."
Black Hand: "Then why don't you take action?"
Gangster: "I just want to stay in this world for a little longer."
Black Hand: "Okay, then just stay with me for a little longer. Maybe you can wait until the God of Death comes to invite you in person."
Gangster: "Oh, Black Hand, you are so funny. If I didn't want to kill you, I would definitely have a big drink with you!"
Black Hand: "Sorry! If you didn't want to kill me, you wouldn't be able to see me at all!"
Gangster: "Sad words!"
Lu Xiaobu listened to their chattering and rolled his eyes.
He had indeed heard that the Russians were slower at doing things, but he never expected that killing someone would be so ink-stained!
We actually started chatting!
What about you?!
They were patient, but Lu Xiaobu's patience was exhausted by them.
Lu Xiaobu stood up and walked forward.
Zhang Meng followed, while Li Jin stood behind, guarding Liang Lan and the others.
"Hey, boy, I advise you to sit where you are, what do you think?" The gangster's muscles tensed up instantly, and he raised his dagger and looked at Lu Xiaobu.
"Shut up!" Lu Xiaobu scolded: "You are moaning like a bitch! Aren't you going to kill him? Why don't you do it?!"
"Ha!?" The gangster looked confused.
Damn it, what the hell?!
This boy from China, doesn’t he know that I am a gangster?!
You actually persuaded me to take action?!
"Ha, you are paralyzed!" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped the gangster on the face: "I told you to do it!"
"ha?!"
The gangster was beaten unconscious!
He reached out and touched his sore cheek, but his mind was completely blank!
Fuck you, uncle! (Of course, this sentence does not exist in Russia, it just means the same thing!)
I'm a gangster! A gangster!
Can you respect my profession!? Respect my knife?! Respect the bomb I put on the plane?!
The black hand is also confused!
Everyone in the world knows that Russia is the fighting nation!
Why the hell is there a Chinese boy who is more arrogant than the Russians?!
Even the Russians would not dare to slap the gangsters who have taken control of their lives!
"No! I'm a gangster!"
The gangster was so beaten that his head was cramped, and he actually started arguing with Lu Xiaobu: "If I take action! You will all die!"
"Then what!?" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped him again: "Efficiency! Do you know what efficiency is!?"
"What the hell!"
The gangster boy almost cried after being beaten!
Of course, most of them are angry!
You are so disrespectful!
The corners of Black Hand's mouth twitched!
Hit again?! What the hell again?!
Still efficient?!
No, do you Chinese people have such weird minds?!
At this time, we are still studying the issue of efficiency?!
The God of Death is not as dedicated as you, right?
"Give me the knife and I will teach you!"
Lu Xiaobu grabbed the knife in the gangster's hand and pulled it back!
Although the gangster was in a daze, it was impossible that he couldn't even grab the knife.
Therefore, for a moment, Lu Xiaobu did not snatch it away!
"Paralyzed! I told you to let go!" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped him again!
"Let go! Let go! Let go!"
Lu Xiaobu didn't say a word, but slapped the gangster on the face.
That sound crackles!
Blackhand looked at this scene and felt his head hurt!
He felt a little sorry for this gangster!
This child is so pitiful, he was beaten unconscious!
However, he can also understand that even if the position is wrong, he will probably be confused as a gangster!
This is all so abnormal!
Scientifically speaking, this is called traumatic stress response!
The passengers went crazy too!
The corners of each mouth twitched!
I looked at the scene in front of me in disbelief!
Is this person crazy?!
Actually irritating the gangster?!
Is it because you don’t want to die quickly enough?!
And this time!
"Cao Nima! You are looking for death!"
The gangster was finally awakened by the beating, and became furious. He grabbed the dagger and broke away from Lu Xiaobu's hand, and swung it at Lu Xiaobu's throat!
Made! You forced me to do this!
The sharp ceramic dagger flashed a white light in the air!
The gangster's eyes became bloodthirsty. He had a premonition that in the next second, a stream of hot blood would spurt out from the neck of the Chinese who dared to humiliate him!
However, he is fast, and someone is faster!
Zhang Meng took action instantly!
The iron fist, the size of a sandbag, struck first and hit the gangster's arm hard!
Just listen to a click!
The gangster's arm was broken off and twisted into a strange angle!
"ah!"
The gangster's screams came out!
"Zhang Meng, tell him to shut up! He whines when he kills, but he doesn't hesitate when he shouts!" Lu Xiaobu said impatiently.
"yes!"
Zhang Meng punched the gangster on the head.
The gangster passed out instantly.
"Master!"
Black Hand looked at this scene and his eyes changed!
He didn't expect that there was such a master on this plane!
If this is the case, then the behavior of this Chinese man can be explained!
Artists are bold!
normal!
However, since it was such a fuss, there was no need to play around. He quickly stood up and made a beautiful leap to the front of the cockpit.
Then, he kicked the cockpit open!
A second later, he walked out with the gangster in his arms: "Well, who can fly a plane?"
??ps: I'm stuck, let me update first and let me know!