Yang Hao thought of an organization that is common in novels: mercenaries. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 This kind of person is too far away for Yang Hao, and I don't know if it's really as powerful and responsive as it is written in the novel. However, judging by their skillful appearance with guns, they will not be simple characters.

Calm down, don't worry, Yang Hao silently waited for the right time in his heart.

However, sometimes I am really not afraid of god-like opponents, but also pig-like teammates!

"Hey, what's wrong with the rope?" One of the wealthy businessmen was surprised to find that he stood up all at once.

The three people on the opposite side turned their guns almost immediately, "Be careful! Yang Hao exclaimed in surprise, and pulled the man down, and the bullet had already swept over. Yang Hao hurriedly pushed everyone away and asked them to find a hidden object to hide first. Relying on the aura to protect his body, he suddenly rushed towards the three people.

The three of them were also afraid of being in the plane, and they didn't dare to strafe at will, if they accidentally broke the glass or something, then everyone would have to die here. Yang Hao also took advantage of them, so he rushed in front of them fearlessly. punched the person closest to him, and the man raised his hand to block, and the partner next to him immediately shot at Yang Hao.

Yang Hao used his aura to change the flexibility of his body, and dodged the bullet in a very exaggerated posture, which made the two people stunned. However, their psychological quality was not as good as ordinary people, and they quickly reacted, gave up the gun and rushed to Yang Hao as soon as possible.

The space in the plane was limited, and the four of them were restricted from fighting, Yang Hao obviously felt that the more time passed, the more unfavorable it would be to himself, and he couldn't help but pour the aura into his fist, and the moves were all killer moves.

The three of them felt the difference in their opponents' attacks for the first time, and looked at each other and the three of them shot at the same time, one attacked the upper plate, and the two attacked the lower plate. Yang Hao was not afraid and went alone. Holding the plane seat with one hand, the body rose into the air, and with a twist of the body in mid-air, he avoided a person's attack, and at the same time kicked a person in the jaw.

The force of the kick infused with spiritual energy was many times stronger than before, and the fist swung by the man seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, only to feel that his brain was dizzy, and there was a crisp clicking sound from his chin, and he suddenly lost consciousness, his body leaned back heavily, and he fell on the chair on the side.

However, in just such a moment's effort, Yang Hao also suffered a lot of tricks from the remaining two, and he grinned in pain but did not take a step back. A punch mixed with a strong wind shook the remaining two away, and Yang Hao got a brief respite. There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside, Yang Hao knew that he couldn't delay it any longer, and he didn't care about exposing it, so he shouted, and ignited the samadhi true fire with one hand, and hit the two of them hard.

Everyone else hid to the side for fear that they would be swept by a bullet if they came up, so no one noticed the strangeness in Yang Hao's hand, except for the woman who was looking at several people without blinking.

Both of them were in a panic, they had never seen anyone with fire in their hands, and they were stunned by Yang Hao and slapped them hard in their hearts. The palm wind with the true fire of Samadhi almost shattered their hearts, and both of them spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

Without a moment's hesitation, Yang Hao picked up the gun on the ground and came in to solve them one by one. The bullets were controlled so precisely that they were incapacitated without killing them.

The air police on the plane also joined the battle, and under Yang Hao's anti-sky performance, it was almost a one-sided advantage, and he quickly controlled all the fish that slipped through the net.

Seeing that everyone was out of danger, Yang Hao sat on the ground with his butt, hunched over and couldn't help coughing a few times, his throat was fishy, covering his mouth to prevent others from seeing his abnormality, Yang Hao swallowed the blood back, only to feel nauseous.

However, all this was seen by another person, and his eyes were full of complicated feelings.

"Are you alright, sir?" A few flight attendants came up and helped Yang Hao up from the ground, if it weren't for Yang Hao, they probably wouldn't be able to save their lives today, so they were very respectful to Yang Hao.

"It's fine." Yang Hao took a deep breath and pressed down the surging blood qi in his body, his face was a little pale.

"You rest first, and the doctor will be here in a moment." The flight attendant went to the back to inquire just now, and was lucky to find that a few of the passengers were doctors, and it was good to do some simple treatment.

"It's okay." Yang Hao didn't want to be discovered, "Find me a quiet place, I want to rest for a while." ”

"Okay." Several people didn't dare to disobey Yang Hao too much, and hurriedly took Yang Hao to their resting place, so that Yang Hao could rest quietly.

The woman followed, knocking on the door after the flight attendants came out.

"Who?" Yang Hao coughed for a while, only to feel more and more uncomfortable in his body, and opened his mouth a little tired when he heard the knock on the door.

"I'm in." The woman didn't answer, just opened the door and came in.

Yang Hao frowned and looked at her, "Is there something wrong?" Holding his thigh with one hand, he resisted the urge to cough.

"It's uncomfortable, isn't it? Don't put up with it. The woman stepped forward directly and looked at Yang Hao eagerly.

"If it's okay, I want to rest." Yang Hao really wanted to drive people out directly, he was about to can't help it.

"Thank you for saving me." The woman remained motionless, and after speaking, she handed over a white handkerchief, "Cough it out, it's not good to hold it." ”

Yang Hao glanced at her, and finally took the handkerchief and coughed fiercely. The handkerchief was soon scarlet, and the woman was a little distressed when she saw it, and simply hoped that Yang Hao would get better as soon as possible.

After coughing up the bruises, Yang Hao felt much more comfortable, and coughed a few more times, before raising his head and looking at the woman, "I will try my best to wash the veil." ”

"It's okay." The woman shook her head and smiled softly, "What's your name?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Hao didn't want to have anything to do with this mysterious woman, and he knew from today's posture that if there was any contact, there might be constant trouble.

"I didn't mean it, I just wanted to say thank you."

"No, I'm also for myself, who knows if those people will kill people." Yang Hao's voice was a little hoarse, "Can you let me rest alone for a while?" ”

The woman pursed her lips, looking a little displeased, but she didn't say anything more, nodded and left.

Yang Hao locked the door almost immediately, and entered the space of his real name in a flash. There was another violent cough, which made him feel that his internal organs were about to be coughed out, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and Yang Hao began to absorb spiritual energy to cultivate his body. On the one hand, it was because of the internal injuries caused by the beating, and on the other hand, it was also because of the backlash caused by the extreme suppression of the samadhi true fire, and Yang Hao was indeed very seriously injured when the two were combined.