The shot of the black-clothed gangster just now was predicted by Yao Yu in advance, and after dodging it, the bullet hit the window of the plane directly, making a thumb-sized hole. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The air pressure outside the fuselage of the aircraft in rapid flight is very low, while the strength of the fuselage is maintained at normal atmospheric pressure, so the air pressure difference between the two sucks the body of the black-clothed gangster to the gap in the window of the plane.

Fortunately, the gap was aimed at the wound in the chest and abdomen of the black-clothed gangster who was shot by the white shirt.

A huge wound, coupled with a huge negative air pressure difference, is like a human-shaped blood bag, which cuts a hole, and then squeezes the blood bag in all directions and without dead ends.

The result is naturally to squeeze the blood in the blood bag in the blink of an eye!

After seeing the black-clothed gangster boss die so miserably, a smile appeared on the face of the white-shirted Na Sven: "Hahahaha!" You're finally dead, and you're dying well! Now it's my turn to be the boss. ”

He looked at Yao Yu with a smile and said: "Silly big man, for the sake of you helping me kill the boss, I won't kill you first, even if I want to kill, I will be the last one to kill, look!" Good enough for you! ”

After speaking, the white shirt walked to the cockpit door with a gun, and after turning his head to glance at everyone, the corners of his mouth grinned, revealing a strange smile: "Now that you are all my hostages, I'm so happy." ”

"People in the cockpit, I know you can hear the voices outside. I'm giving you a choice now, either open the door and do as I say, or I'll count from one to five and kill one person at a time!" ”

"I see how long you can shrink in the cockpit, after the business class people are killed, there are more people in the economy class!"

"Let's get started!"

As soon as the words fell, every passenger in the business class was trembling, like a lamb to be slaughtered, and desperately ducked their heads and bodies towards the sofa on the business class seats.

It's a pity that the characteristics of this business class are comfortable seats, spacious space, and there is not even a place to hide.

At this time, the white-shirted gangster took the gun in his hand and aimed it at a fat-headed brain, a huge beer belly, and a person dressed in big clothes made a gesture of shooting.

The beer-bellied man was so frightened that he cried out: "Ah! Yes! Don't kill me, I've got money, I can give you a lot of money! Don't kill me!

"Bang!"

With the voice dubbing from the mouth of the white-shirted gangster, the beer-bellied man thought that he had been shot, so he slid directly from his seat to the middle aisle on both sides of the plane, foamed at the mouth, and passed out directly.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing this, the gangster looked up a little sickly and smiled.

He turned to the cockpit and shouted, "It's just a warm-up, an appetizer, and the next thing is the big meal." ”

"I'm going to start counting!"

"You must stick to your posts, don't be soft-hearted, otherwise I won't find a reason to kill people openly, and my hands have been itching for a long time."

“1！”

The white-shirted gangster counted as he used his gaze to patrol the business class crowd, and everywhere he passed, the passengers all bowed their heads and trembled.

……

Yao Yu was lying on the ground at the moment, his burly body was also twitching, and bright red blood continued to flow out of the wound.

It's not scared, it's painful.

He had just been hit by a bullet in his left thigh and left arm, although it was only a pocket pistol, and the muzzle kinetic energy was less than 100 and less than 200 joules, but it was enough for the bullet to roll and rush into Yao Yu's musculature.

Even if his quadriceps muscles in his thighs, biceps brachii in his arms, and triceps brachii were thick and developed, and the damage from the bullets was slightly reduced and he didn't hurt his bones, it still hurt!

The unforgettable pain of dying and living is something that no one who has ever suffered a gunshot wound can experience.

"I'm brave!"

Yao Yu gritted his teeth, endured the pain, his upper and lower teeth chattered, and silently recited the slogan of the Zodiac Altar a little inarticulately.

At the tattoo of the altar on the palm of his right hand, a warm current emerged, and the Zodiac altar that only he could see appeared in front of him.

"I remember when I was at the Rat Altar before, I found that the Wish Power has a healing effect?"

Yao Yu looked at the ugly cow and asked.

"Moo!"

The ugly cow let out a low cry and nodded slightly.

"Very well, I'm going to heal my wounds now!"

Yao Yu looked at the ugly cow expectantly.

"Three Traces of Orange Wishing Power!"

The ugly cow looked at the extent of Yao Yu's injuries and spoke.

"Hmmm! It's good, it's much better than those unscrupulous hospitals or something, hurry up! ”

Yao Yu urged.

"Moo!"

The ugly cow roared again, and Yao Yu felt a warm current appear from the palm of his right hand, towards the sharp pain of the gunshot wound on the left arm and left thigh, and quickly flowed and spread.

When the warm current appeared, the unforgettable pain suddenly weakened a lot.

"Ah......h

A sour and itchy sensation came, and he couldn't help but scream.

This voice seemed extremely ecstatic, but in the ears of the gangster, he just felt that he couldn't help wailing after being wounded by a gunshot.

"How much longer?"

Yao Yu looked at the white-shirted gangster's dejected appearance, and asked anxiously in his heart.

"Ten minutes!"

"Ah......h

When Yao Yu heard this, he had a bottom in his heart, and he continued to wail, his voice was softer than just now, as if he was about to go.

At this time, a strong warm current appeared in the palm of the right hand.

Yao Yu looked at the ugly cow in confusion.

A subtitle appeared on the altar: "Kill a hijacker gangster, and get the gratitude of many passengers in business class, especially for Xiao Zhengtai's revenge for killing his mother, and get Xiao Zhengtai's full gratitude and worship!" ”

"Gain a total of wisps of orange wishpower!"

"Wisp and wisp?"

Yao Yu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly thought of the new function of the upgraded altar that had taken a lot of wish power before getting on the plane, the little lucky aura.

"I remember you said before that after the altar was upgraded, the new function that was opened - the little lucky aura, every time you spent wish power, it was a wisp of orange wish power?"

"Moo!"

The ugly cow nodded.

"Then I can use it now?"

"Moo!"

"Then I'll use it now! Belch! Wait a minute! ”

Yao Yu suddenly thought of something: "I remember that this little lucky aura has a duration, right?" ”

"Five minutes!"

"Then wait until you heal and recover the wound on my body with your willpower, and then start using it!"

"Good!"

During the time when Yao Yu was healing, the driver of the cockpit finally couldn't stand the pressure of the gangsters taking the lives of the passengers, and reluctantly opened the cockpit door.

"The third, come over and look at the business class, let the fourth be optimistic about the economy class, I'll take control of the cockpit."

With the roar of the white-shirted gangster, a short and stocky man with a meaty face walked over from the economy class, holding two bald men who were folding quickly.

(To be continued.) )