"I follow the rules of the game. Guan Ke was unmoved by what Wang Qi said. In the face of the threat of the muzzle, his expression was still indifferent, and his demeanor was still calm.

"Sure enough, he is a big news reporter and has seen the world. I like cheerful people. Wang Qi came over and handed the left wheel over.

The two people looked at each other seemingly calmly, but in fact they were very attentive to each other's every move. At this time, whoever is fast may be the one who wins in the end. They understand this truth, and of course they dare not take it lightly.

Guan Ke slowly took the revolver, his eyes did not blink, and he kept staring at Wang Qi.

Wang Qi pinched the barrel of the gun with his index finger and thumb, while Guan Ke held the handle of the gun.

The customs officer did not quickly take the gun or try to pull the trigger directly.

There was an extremely pure blue light flash in the depths of his eyes, and he saw that Wang Qi's body seemed to shake for a while, and his spirit was in a trance.

Guan Ke seized the opportunity of this moment, abandoned the revolver, and instead raised the pistol that was already in his hand and shot Wang Qi in the head.

It was just a moment of confusion, Wang Qi was shocked, and he was about to shoot, but it was too late, because Guan Ke had already raised the muzzle of the gun faster than him and shot the bullet faster.

A blood hole appeared on Wang Qi's forehead, and a wisp of blood ran down the center of his eyebrows, along his nose, and through the corners of his mouth. His eyes were still staring at Guan Ke, and there was a hint of a smile on his lips. And so he fell.

The passer gasped violently. He was gambling just now. He knew that his skills and reflexes were not comparable to the specially trained Wang Qi, and he had nothing else to do, only spiritual strength far from ordinary people.

In the field of horse racing, the strong horse is always raced against the inferior horse, and of course the strong horse will always win.

Guan Ke is not so stupid, he will not compare the speed of shooting with Wang Qi.

Since one's own spiritual power is already strong enough to spy on other people's thoughts, it should also have a certain role in attacking.

At the time of the handover of the revolver, Guan Ke tried to launch a powerful spiritual shock wave into Wang Qi's mind. He didn't actually know what to do, but he just filled his heart with hatred for Wang Qi, and imagined roaring in the other party's mind.

Guan Ke's method worked, Wang Qi was affected, and Guan Ke really felt the confusion in the other party's mind.

Wang Qi was in a trance for a moment, and with this moment of effort, Guan Ke raised his hand and shot faster than his opponent.

As if he had exhausted all his strength, the passer sat down in his chair, panting for breath. His head was covered in sweat.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and there was another thunderclap outside, but now it didn't feel harsh to my ears.

"If you can, you can be a SWAT. Guan Lan was excited, as if she had shot someone with her own hands.

Xue'er knew that in the short confrontation just now, Guan Ke must have spent a lot of mental energy, otherwise he would not have performed like this. She shook the passer's hand again.

The numbers on the three monitors were forever fixed at seventy-nine, and never moved again.

After just a short rest, the customs guest immediately became alert.

It's not over yet.

He just killed the possessed person, and the real thing was not dead yet, and was still roaming around the plane.

Guan Ke felt slightly sorry for the two people who died under his gun. After all, they are not real criminals, they are just two poor people. But there is no way to do it, if you don't kill them, more people will die because of them.

When it comes to shooting and killing, Guan Ke feels that he has done nothing wrong.

Perhaps the deaths came too often, and the passengers on the plane were used to it, and most of them breathed a sigh of relief without much talk and no commotion.

The rain is still falling outside, and it is getting heavier and heavier. Guan Ke thought it was just a thunderstorm, and a rainbow would appear after a brief flash of lightning and thunder, but it didn't seem to be the case.

The meandering electric light in the black clouds still flickered, and the thunder never stopped.

"Clean up the blood. Guan Ke said.

Own cleaning staff came to clean up. I don't know if the floor will still be stained red, but making the floor clean and tidy for the time being will also make the passengers feel more relaxed.

Now the customs officer has three guns in his hand. After Wang Qi died, Guan Ke picked up two handfuls from his injuries. He handed Cher a pistol, and then put Zuo Chao in his pocket with the insurance.

Guan Lan also wanted a pistol, and he dragged Guan Ke's arm and pretended to be coquettish, but this trick didn't seem to work against Guan Ke. He ignored Guan Lan.

It is not known if there are still guns in the table in front of you.

The gateway walked over and looked, and there was nothing else under the table.

He walked back to the front of the break room, checked the safe, and found a keyhole at the bottom of the right side. It seems that Wang Qi is indeed a pistol opened by a medicine practitioner.

The key to the safe should also be held in the hand. Guan Ke thought.

He entered the code and opened the safe. There were also several pistols and even an automatic rifle. The guns are placed on the left, and the ammunition on the right. Looking at the amount of ammunition, it is enough to slaughter the back and forth on the plane two or three times.

Guan Ke wanted to put the revolver back in his arms, but after thinking about it, he didn't do it. If there was an accident on the plane again, he would hand over the gun to Guan Lan so that the little girl would have a weapon to defend herself.

After re-locking the safe, the customs user walked out of the room.

Most of the dead were dragged to the men's restroom at the back, which had been used as a morgue for the time being.

As soon as Guan Ke came to the men's toilet, he searched for Wang Qi's body. As soon as he entered, he saw the set of keys around the corpse's waist.

The customs keeper picked up the set of keys, went to the safe again, and tried the keys in turn, and sure enough, one of them was able to open the safe. He was relieved.

Since then, no one but himself has been able to open the safe.

Guan Lan saw that he was busy, and he didn't know what he was busy with, so he wanted to go with him to have a look, but was stopped by Xue'er.

Of course, Cher knew what Guan Ke was doing, he didn't want guns to be in the hands of other passengers, and she also knew that Guan Lan was very fond of guns like a teenage boy, so she said, "Let him be busy, we will disturb him if we follow him." ”

Guan Lan really wanted to go with him to take a look, maybe he could touch the pistol with his hand. Although he was born in a wealthy family, he has been playing everywhere since he was a child, and he has seen a few simulated toy guns, but he has never touched a real gun!

It's not that she can't get it at home, but the family is afraid that she really got a gun, she is fun for a while, and it's annoying to shoot a shot.

The more you can't get something, the more you will stir in the bottom of your heart, this sentence is very true.

Guan Lan has always wanted to touch the real gun and feel its touch, if she can shoot a few shots, it will be even better.

But since Xue'er has already said this, she can't help but give her face. She wants to have a gun, but she wants to have Cher as a friend.

After blocking all the possibilities of the guns leaking, Guan Ke really breathed a sigh of relief for the time being.

Even with the help of thugs and guns, he could be a lot easier.

Guan Ke sat back in his chair, but what he didn't expect was that the next unexpected situation could not be solved even with a gun.

The security guards were still sitting in the first row. Guan Ke shot and killed their boss, and he felt the need to explain it to them. Even though everyone knows why the gate shoots, sometimes words are very necessary. Maybe just one or two sentences can eliminate the barrier between the two and make a person who was originally hostile become his friend.

"I'm sorry, if I don't kill him, he'll kill me. "Try to be as sincere as possible.

The security guards didn't expect to be talking to them, and at first they were a little embarrassed, but no one answered. A quick-thinking person immediately thought that he was speaking to them, and immediately said, "If Mr. Guan doesn't stop him, more people will die." Your decisive shooting also saved many lives. The number on the next timer, it could be any one person, or it could be myself. We don't blame you, but we appreciate it. I believe that under Captain Wang Jiuquan, he will also understand. ”

Whether Wang Qi will understand or not, Guan Ke doesn't know, but this security kid is quite good at talking. If it weren't for something on him, he would definitely get acquainted.

Guan Ke said some more sorry words, expressing his regret for the death of Captain Wang, and only then stopped after his mouth was dry.

Guan Lan pursed her lips beside her and muttered in a low voice: "It's really hypocritical." ”

The gateway also seems to have discovered some of his hypocrisy. But people have to be hypocritical in society. Everyone knows that these polite words are very false, very broad, and the content is empty, but in such a situation, if you can convey your own friendly attitude, it is possible to prevent others from being your enemy.

Most of the time, the hero is not alone. There are also many people behind the hero, but his contribution is greater and is seen by others.

Of course, Guan Ke doesn't think he's a hero. Heroes still need the help of others, and a small person like himself can't make more enemies.

After some talking, the effect is not bad, at least in the feeling of the passer, there are only four security personnel, and their attitude towards them is not so cold.