The clouds around the plane were thick and dark, and the air flow outside was not too stable, so the plane seemed a little turbulent.

James sat in the cabin, leaned forward, put his arms on his thighs, crossed his fingers and clasped his hands together, lowered his head, closed his eyes, although he tried to appear calm, but the tightly clenched hands, and the joints that were a little white because of the exertion, still revealed the tension and uneasiness in his heart.

After all, the private jet they took was not a private jet that emphasized luxury and comfort, but a military aircraft that was mainly practical, and the layout of the cabin was very simple, only a bench was placed on each side of the cabin against the bulkhead, and eight people sat opposite each other on one side.

Victor and James sat together, and across from Victor, Wade was holding a slender whetstone, sharpening his long knife with a focused face.

At this time, there was a rare silence in the cabin, except for the noise caused by the high-speed flight of the plane, only the sound of Wade sharpening his knife sounded all at once.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

……

A clear sound of sharpening knives sounded rhythmically in the cabin, but no one spoke, it was rare for Wade to shut up and not speak, everyone quietly enjoyed this rare tranquility, only hoping that Wade could continue to grind like this and never speak.

But obviously, their ideas could not be realized.

It didn't take long for Wade to speak to himself, without anyone speaking.

The moment he spoke, everyone rolled their eyes, and a feeling of good things being destroyed welled up in everyone's hearts, they had never liked silence so much.

Wade doesn't know what everyone thinks, or it doesn't matter if he knows, a qualified, persistent person will not change himself because of other people's preferences, and he can't change it.

Stopping the movement of sharpening the knife in his hand, Wade picked up the katana in his hand with both hands, and said to himself while looking left and right.

"You know what? I love this knife more than anything in the world. ”

After saying this, Wade raised his head and looked at Victor, who was sitting opposite, and asked with a serious face.

"Do you want to know why?"

Victor, who was in a very unhappy mood, didn't even look at Wade, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth with a cold face.

"I don't want to!"

Wade didn't seem to hear Victor's words, and continued to himself.

"Because it's monumental."

Wade said as he raised his head to look at Victor on the other side with a serious face.

"The knife is a bit long and not easy to bring on the plane."

"But if you pull out two knives at your ex-girlfriend's wedding."

"They'll never forget!"

After listening to this, Victor looked down coldly at Wade, who was sitting across from him, who was a head shorter than him, and said in a cold voice.

"Wade, it's funny."

"I think you're confusing me with that shit."

Wade smiled cheaply when he heard Victor's words.

"Probably, there must not be a gun, a bone claw, or a shopaholic's nails."

Wade didn't seem to feel the chill in Victor's words, and continued to taunt, and brought the others with him.

As Wade's words fell, everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them, and the eyes of Agent Zero and James, who were lying on the gun, looked at Wade with a hint of chill.

Victor and Wade looked at each other coldly, the atmosphere quickly became tense, Victor casually crossed on the ten fingers between his legs, the sharp nails that originally stretched out less than half a centimeter from the fingertips quickly lengthened, and soon turned into sharp claws more than two centimeters long.

Wade felt the fury rising from Victor's body, felt a great threat, and also held his hand on the hilt of the knife, ready to respond to Victor's attack at any time.

The eyes of the two met in the air,-for-tat, and the atmosphere in the entire cabin became extremely tense.

With a brush, Wade's hand holding the whetstone jerked up.

"Do you want a manicure?"

James, who was sitting next to Victor, felt Victor's angry state, for fear that the two of them would really fight and accidentally dismantle the plane, so he hurriedly reminded on the side.

"Victor, don't get excited!"

The thought of this possibility made James's heart furious.

He can't fly, if the plane is destroyed by the battle between the two, he will fall directly from a height of thousands of meters, the picture is too beautiful for him to think.

Victor was unmoved when he heard this, but grinned fiercely, revealing two sharp tiger teeth, as if ready to strike at any moment.

Just when everyone thought that there was going to be a big fight between the two, Wade suddenly said while staring at Victor.

"I see Fred got a new tattoo."

Everyone was a little speechless by the words that suddenly popped out of his headless and brainless eyes, but James still turned his head to look at Fred, who was sitting on the other side of him, with bare arms.

At this glance, James really saw a new tattoo on Fred's arm, and it was a tattoo of a girl who looked good.

The tattoo of this girl in a sexy pose made James feel very familiar, and soon, he remembered it in his mind and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Oh my gosh, Fred, you only met her last night!"

The sexy girl with the tattoo on Fred's arm is exactly what they met last night at a bar drink.

"I love her."

Fred said with a blank face, chewing on the beef jerky in his mouth.

James was speechless.

"You fell in love with her after one night's sleep?"

Fred did spend the night with this girl last night, but falling in love with her in just one night was still a little unacceptable to James.

Fred replied with a serious face.

"She's an individual gymnast."

Sitting at the front of the cabin, Bradley, who was close to the cockpit, couldn't help grinning when he heard this, and James was also speechless.

Fred, who seems to be wooden, turns out to be a sullen man.

However, after such a gag, the tension between Wade and Victor and the confrontation full of gunpowder were finally interrupted.

Victor glanced at Wade coldly, put away the nails that popped out of his hand, tilted his head back, leaned against the bulkhead, and no longer bothered Wade.

At this moment, Chen Mo, who had been watching the play, said to Bradley, who was sitting opposite him.

"Bradley, down."