683. Chapter 683: The Maniac
"I don't think anyone else needs to protect their safety!"
Yang Yifeng said softly, with a hint of coldness on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink, give it to me, the woman is captured alive, and the man is killed!"
Crichton's eyes suddenly swelled with murderous aura, and he ordered.
Four big black men suddenly rushed out behind him. These four black men all held hand-to-hand combat weapons in their hands, and there was a sticky bloody aura on their bodies, and they knew at a glance that there were a lot of lives in their hands!
The surrounding passengers were shocked when they saw this, and the cabin was suddenly filled with all kinds of screams! Cliton turned his head sharply, and his voice was cold.
"It's noisy!"
"Huh!"
Almost as soon as he spoke, two black rays flew out of his hands one after another, instantly submerging into the eyebrows of the two screaming passengers.
"Whoever calls again, let him go down and be with them......
Quiet!
In an instant, the cabin, which had been filled with all kinds of panic and screams a moment ago, was completely silent! Everyone obediently returned to their seats, their bodies trembling slightly, and their eyes showed a look of fear.
Demon! That man must be a demon! He actually ...... Dare to kill people with impunity!
With two bloody examples in front of you, no one dares to speak out!
"It's much better now. ”
Cliton slowly walked up to the two corpses, pulled out two knives from the necks of the two corpses, took out a hand towel, and carefully wiped the blood on them, with a faint smile on his face.
"Look for death!"
Yang Yifeng didn't expect that when he was stunned, he would let two innocent people die, and in an instant, the killing intent skyrocketed!
Four silver needles popped out in his hand in succession, piercing the hearts of the four big men with unmistakable accuracy! The big man's muscles stiffened violently, and his feet fell to the ground as if they had been pulled from behind! He couldn't die anymore!
The smile on Crichton's face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes were a little uncertain.
"What did you do to them?"
"What I did to them, you'll find out later!"
Crichton's gaze and Yang Yifeng's gaze converged in the air, and Crichton trembled, and his face suddenly became extremely pale.
This...... What kind of gaze is this! It seems that all beings in the world are not taken into account by him!
It's a disregard, a disregard for life!
Cliton dared to swear by his faith that he had experienced countless things in his life, and that his life was not a thousand, but eight hundred, but he had never seen such a look.
No!
He suddenly remembered that he had seen a similar look before!
That's a lot of money, when he was still training on Alcatraz! At that time, there was a madman on Alcatraz Island, a true madman! In just one week, thousands of people were killed! The whole Alcatraz was alarmed!
In the end, Alcatraz's team of instructors was also alarmed and took a strong action to suppress the madman. And that madman really deserves his nickname, and he actually killed the last one of the instructor team of fifty people to stop the killing intent in his heart! And the person who survived by luck was Crichton!
Crichton still clearly remembers that the madman killed fifty-nine of his companions, and the gaze he looked at when he faced him was exactly the same as the gaze of the young man in front of him!
The same madness! the same disregard for sentient beings! the same ...... It's scary!
All of a sudden, Clayton, who was known as the Bloody Hand Butcher with countless blood on his hands, had a strong fear in his heart!
"You...... Don't mess around, Lin Wushuang is in my hands, if you dare to mess around, I'll let people kill her!"
"Just them?"
Yang Yifeng, your murderous gaze looked at the few people behind Crichton, and was swept by Yang Yifeng's gaze, after experiencing an unknown number of death crises, even if someone put a gun to his head, he would never frown The mercenaries of the Black Mang Mercenary Group all had their hearts tightened! There was a feeling in their hearts that a lamb was being targeted by a lion, and that feeling made them feel frightened, but they couldn't do anything about it.
"Not bad!"
Clayton seemed to have found a bargaining chip, and his heart settled down again, still looking at Yang Yifeng with some fear, and said: "You may not know that when that guy was poisoned, we had successfully occupied the cockpit of the plane! That is to say, now this plane, including the lives of each and every one of you, is in my hands! If you dare to act rashly, then ...... Prepare to report to Satan!hahaha!"
"No...... I think you've forgotten one thing......"
Yang Yifeng shook his head slowly, and a small handful of silver needles appeared in his hand again, playing with them carefully.
"The cockpit is completely enclosed, that is, whatever happens here, the cockpit will not know!"
"You ......"
Crichton's face froze, and his face was fierce.
"Hmph, even so, now as long as you dare to make a move, I will kill Lin Wushuang! I want to see if it is your secret weapon that is fast, or the speed of the bullet!"
Crichton's words fell, and several mercenaries behind him seemed to have received orders, and a loaded gun appeared in their hands, and the swarthy muzzles of the guns were aimed at Lin Wushuang and Yang Yifeng.
Seeing that cute one, I felt a little more confident in my heart. Before, I was afraid that bullets would be harmful to the cabin, so I didn't use a pistol, but now...... He can't do that much. And he didn't believe that in the face of so many guns, the young man in front of him dared to make a move!
He clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Yang Yifeng with playful eyes.
"Now tell me, do you want to be caught, or do you want to eat a bullet?"
"I'm sorry to tell you, I don't choose either option!"
Yang Yifeng grinned and made a bold move! With a flick of his wrist, the silver needle in his hand suddenly shot out at a speed faster than a bullet!
Seeing the evil smile on Yang Yifeng's face, Cliton suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, his heart was full of fear, and he quickly retreated behind him, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Kill him! Kill him for me!"
Quiet......
There was a deathly silence, and the expected gunfire did not go out, and Crichton stopped in astonishment. When he looked back, he saw a scene that he would never forget.
In the blink of an eye, the eight men who had been alive all the moment ago were now lying on the ground like eight dead dogs, dead no longer dead!
The killing intent on Yang Yifeng's body was even worse, and he slowly walked towards Crichton, looked at Crichton, and said with evil intent and killing intent: "Now, tell me, do you want to live or die!"
Clayton was pale and trembling, and large drops of cold sweat were dripping from his head.
Slowly, Yang Yifeng's figure gradually merged with the unforgettable figure in his memory, and then overlapped! He felt as if his head had exploded, and a fear deeply engraved in the depths of his soul instantly overwhelmed him! That kind of fear drained all his strength in an instant, and he staggered and fell to the ground.
"I remember you, I remember you! You're a demon! You're crazy!!"