28. Human lives matter

The battle was fast.

The others didn't have time to react, and the battle was over.

Liu Tiezhu lay on the ground, motionless, uncertain about his life and death.

The master's move has always been a one-hit kill. Judging from the red-haired brother's posture and offense, he should be a formally trained veteran, and he is also the kind of soldier king.

A "master" like Liu Tiezhu is far inferior to him.

The red-haired big brother stroked his bangs.

The fight should be exciting, and the hairstyle must be more handsome.

He stepped on Liu Tiezhu's face with one foot and stepped on it fiercely, making a crisp sound of "rattle".

The eldest brother looked around and threatened everyone on the plane in a cold tone:

"I know that some of you are thinking things you shouldn't... Hehe... I advise you to put away all those thoughts, just by the work of you three-legged cats... It's not that I'm underestimating you... There's no way you've beaten me. ”

"You guys stay here honestly. As long as we find the person we want to find, I promise to spare you. After all, we are not some demons who kill people without blinking, we just do things for others, and we don't want to cause so much trouble. And after we do this vote, we are going to retire, and we also want to leave a good reputation in the rivers and lakes. Don't push us too hard. ”

"Of course," the red-haired brother paused, he looked at everyone's expressions, and continued, "If you don't believe what I say, you might as well be bold and give it a try." Hehe. Be prepared for not to show mercy this time. ”

After saying this, the red-haired brother took out a small electronic watch from his arms. He walked straight to his seat and began to fiddle with himself.

Some people don't look good.

But there are also those who breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, not everyone dares to stand up at such a time. There are many people who are powerless in the face of danger and can only pray to heaven.

"Fatty. ”

Zhang Sheng turned his head with a hint of indescribable meaning in his eyes, "Do you remember Iron Man?"

The fat man nodded, his hands were slightly cold, "Remember, what's wrong?"

"If Iron Man has something that has to be done, but there's a big risk in solving it, you say... Will he do it?"

"Yes, shelter the love of your life from the wind and rain. Isn't he such a person?" The fat man was stunned for a moment, he didn't understand what Zhang Sheng wanted to say, he had doubts in his eyes, "Moreover, there is nothing in the world that is risk-free, as long as the worst result can be accepted, you can do it boldly!"

"yes. That's how it should be. Zhang Sheng clenched his fists, stood up, and walked forward.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him, even the occasional passing white cloud, looking at everything in the plane from a distance through the window.

When Dad and Mom saw Zhang Sheng stand up, their faces turned pale for a moment, and there was no blood at all, like a mummy whose blood had been sucked dry by a vampire.

"What are you going to do, sit down. The fat man tugged at Zhang Sheng's sleeve to stop him from moving forward.

He was smart enough to react to what Zhang Sheng's words just now meant.

He said in a fierce voice, "You are not Iron Man, there is no need to be a hero like Iron Man." ”

"No, we're the same. Zhang Sheng shook off the fat man's hand, "I also hope that I can protect what I can't lose." ”

Heroes are heroes precisely because their deeds are widely spread and their spirit is immortalized.

Of course, in the beginning, their choice may have been forced.

"Come here!" Zhang Sheng stretched out his finger at the red-haired brother.

"Yo, another self-righteous fool is here. The red-haired brother was a little disdainful.

He looked at Zhang Sheng for a moment, then withdrew his gaze. This kind of bean sprouts is not enough for him to punch. Young people are young, they don't know the situation, and they just rely on their enthusiasm to do things, which is ridiculously stupid.

The red-haired brother sneered, "It's not that I underestimate you, I'll let you punch three times." If I take a step back, I lose. ”

Why are villains always willing to put up some strange flags?

Why do villains always have to behave in a high-spirited manner?

Is it because they are not the protagonists that they are doomed to failure?

Zhang Sheng touched his nose, "It's not good." ”

Although he didn't know how strong the master-level fighting skills were, judging from the other rewards of the system, he didn't think it would be very weak.

Take advantage of their unpreparedness and ask for their lives.

If it's cheap, don't sell it.

Zhang Sheng opens up his master-level fighting skills.

The next second.

He stepped five meters away with an arrow step, and with a punch that was ready to be launched, it hit the red-haired brother in the chest.

"It hurts, it hurts. Zhang Sheng quickly withdrew his fist and kept blowing his fist.

His wrists and ankles were broken, and a pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow spread from his heels to his Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, and the roots of his hair were about to explode.

If it weren't for the presence of outsiders now, he wouldn't be able to hold his face, and he would have sat on the ground and cried.

At the moment when you start your master-level fighting skills. A thought flashed through Zhang Sheng's mind, if he wanted to defeat the red-haired big brother in front of him, he had to use his full strength.

Master martial arts techniques are designed to maximize the potential of each individual's body. The consequence is that when there is no physical fitness to match, the body will be overwhelmed.

It's like running, if you don't have excellent physical fitness, you can run three kilometers rashly, and you are likely to run your legs away.

That's what he is doing now.

"You... This can't be—" The red-haired brother spat out a mouthful of blood.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but couldn't get up. With this punch, it was as if he had been run over by a two-ton truck, and all the bones in his body were shattered and his muscles were melted.

He stumbled into the walkie-talkie, "Come to me, get your hands dirty."

The head can be broken and the blood can flow. I can't lose my brother's beauty.

With the last of his strength, he straightened his bangs.

Then his eyes went black and he fainted.

"It really hurts. ”

Zhang Sheng pressed his wrist with one hand and walked to the side of the flight attendant and Liu Tiezhu who were lying on the ground.

Liu Tiezhu gave him a good feeling, worthy of being a practitioner, his body and bones are hard, and he can't die for a while.

But not on the stewardess's side, her face turned pale, she kept rolling her eyes, and the wounds on her body kept bleeding out, and if she continued like this, she would bleed to death sooner or later.

"Who's the doctor?"

Zhang Sheng shouted to the person sitting in the chair.

No one came forward.

He was a little anxious, this was a time when human life was at stake.

"Hurry up, she's dying. ”