AA flight AA7219 is like a goose with broken wings, falling straight down from the clouds. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The shrill screams in the cabin could not penetrate the titanium and aluminum alloy walls, and in the dark night, there was no sound, only the red warning lights on the wings and the belly of the plane flickered on and off.

The first to overcome the overload was Zong Fang.

According to Dan Lao, Jie Dan is not a tonic, but a key. It opens the locked part of the body's genes and unleashes the full potential of the body. To use the popular language of the Internet -- it is to stimulate the "power of the wilderness".

Zong Fang pulled off his seat belt, got up and walked to the back row with difficulty. It's hard because it's almost climbing a mountain. At this moment, the cabin is in a state of oblique downward diving, with a large inclination, but fortunately the presence of carpet maintains a certain amount of friction.

She tugged at the back of the seat along the way. Finally, in the last row of the first-class cabin, the hijackers in red plaid scarves were holding themselves in their seats and praying with their eyes closed, muttering words from their mouths. The pressure on his eardrums was so great that he didn't even notice the danger coming. Yes, he couldn't imagine anyone else being able to stand up and walk up to him.

Zong Fang made a move, and years of professional training made her choose to take a gun rather than a life. When her dry fingers like phoenix claws just put on the ceramic gun, the hand that was originally holding the gun suddenly tightened, and the red lattice opened her eyes.

Neither of them had time to say hello, and they exerted their strength almost at the same time. The red checkered has an advantage in speed, after all, the gun is in the hand, and the index finger is still on the trigger, and it only takes a light hook......

No!

The trigger seems to be solidified, and it can't be pulled for half a minute.

Red Plaid grew his mouth incredulously, and shifted his gaze from the thin woman's face to his own hand—the white ceramic pistol, which was "locked" by the other party. Two fingers were used to hook the tail end, and the other three were closed to the middle, firmly jamming the barrel sleeve that needed to be thrown back and forth to complete the firing action.

The gun didn't go off, and it became a tug-of-war instrument that was fought over by the two.

What's even more incredible is that the red grid found that his strength was not superior at all, and his arm supporting the gun was straightened forward little by little, and turned sideways little by little, and the muzzle of the gun was gradually aimed at himself.

His other hand subconsciously rushed to help, but was intercepted by her other hand in the middle and firmly clamped his wrist. And the gun did not stop moving, and little by little it was being fed into his big mouth, which he had forgotten to close in surprise and panic......

As Zong Fang's three fingers pinched the gun loosened slightly, the red grid was finally pleasantly surprised to find that the trigger could be pulled!

Oh no—

A small hole had been made in the upper part of the back of his skull.

The hole is not big, and the pressure of the liquid splashed is not small, and the red fan is sprayed directly on the siding. Splash ink style, linen brushwork, freehand.

Before he had time to turn around and inspect his craft, Red Checker's eyes quickly lost their lustre, like a little spark being blown out by a strong wind. The whole body went limp, and I only relied on the huge overload thrust to stay on the back of the chair......

Zong Fang broke his fingers, put the ceramic gun in his hand, and after a little study of the structure, he ejected the magazine - the magazine was not large, and there were five rounds left.

Click, the magazine is reset.

After quickly glancing at the entire first-class cabin and making sure there was no second face resembling the Middle East, she began to make her way to the business class.

Just opened the fixed elastic fiber curtain, and almost bumped into a person head-on, with a leopard's head ringed, curly beard, a gun in one hand, and a fierce light in his eyes that seemed to want her to eat-

The two of them raised their guns at the same time, and before they could pull the trigger, the entire huge fuselage of 747 was forcibly flattened in an instant, and most of the overload force disappeared, and everyone exclaimed again with a frequency conversion.

The two people in the aisle, who were not protected by seat belts, fell and rolled together.

A gunshot rang out, and two bullets were fired, each sticking to the other's sideburns.

Zong Fang and the other party didn't have time to withdraw their hands, so they simply wrapped their arms around each other.

The leopard-headed bearded man seemed to have a lot of experience in hand-to-hand combat, and without hesitation, he threw his big head and smashed it at the thin woman in front of him.

He was very sure in his heart, looking forward to the end of the bloody end with a flowery face in his face.

Bang! As he expected, his face was full of flowers, and his head was bleeding.

The only miscalculation was that it was his own face that was spent, and it was his own head that was broken.

Zong Fang was also shocked, she knew that her bones were clear now, but she didn't expect it to be tenacious to this extent. After all, there has never been such a barbaric trial.

She could have taken advantage of the victory and continued to smash her head back, inflicting heavy damage on her opponent in succession.

But she wouldn't. Because she is a woman, you need to pay attention to the image.

The head can't do it, the knees can!

The slender waist is rolled, the knees are already on the big head, bang-

The bearded mandible was pushed into the upper jaw, and half of the tongue was cut off and fell out.

Under the critical hit, I don't feel any pain for the time being. Ignoring the scarlet in front of him and unable to see the target clearly, he turned his wrist around and shot blindly and continuously.

Bang Bang Bang ...... Before he could shoot all the bullets, a knife slashed his throat, shattering his Adam's apple.

He subconsciously covered his neck with his hand - Zong Fang's gun also went off. Unlike the other party's profligacy, hers only has one voice.

A puddle of crimson quickly spread across the light blue carpet, and it was still expanding, but it was expanding more and more slowly.

A groan interrupted Zong Fang's footsteps, and he turned to see that a middle-aged woman next to the aisle of business class had been shot in the leg, apparently caused by the terrorists who had just shot indiscriminately.

She hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether to help bandage it first, after all, the large artery on the side of the leg is also a fatal structure.

The curtain of the door that he had just walked through was opened again, and a white head poked in. It's Lin Lao!

Eighth Brother Lin instantly saw the situation in front of him, stepped forward and waved his hand, "You go on, clear the cabin and come back to deal with the cockpit." The wounded are handed over to me. ”

Zong Fang was immediately relieved, and he was not polite, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran towards the economy class spiral.

She estimated that there would not be too many people in this group, at most one person in a cabin, otherwise it would be outrageous to bring so many prohibited weapons at once.

Right now, she had seen the three guns that sat down. What was the hole in the airfield? How could there be such a terrible mistake?

I don't have time to think about it, the spiral staircase is right in front of you, and when you go down, you will be in the final economy class. It is also the largest pattern and the most passengers. Mistakes must never be made again, and every mistake can lead to the loss of one or more lives.

With twelve points of caution and indomitable momentum, she rushed down the stairs and into the economy class - stunned.

It was so calm that all the passengers stared at the middle of the aisle in the cabin, and no one even noticed her arrival.

There, a young man clasped a shiny harness buckle in his right hand, pressed like a short blade against the neck of a middle-aged man with brown glasses.

The two stood opposite each other, not moving at their feet.

The middle-aged alien man who was coerced didn't seem to know how to write the word panic, and the muzzle of the gun in his right hand hung slightly to the ground, smiling and showing the other party the hair pressure clenched in the palm of his left hand.

It was a two-inch-long cordless hair press, with a red light flashing at the top, firmly pressed by a thumb.

Yes, it has been suppressed, that means - if there is a pre-hidden bomb somewhere, he will explode at the moment with a lift of his finger, or even a slight relaxation.

The bomb doesn't need much yield, and a hole in the cabin is enough to trigger a collective air crash.

Is there such a bomb or not? No one would dare to bet......

At least, Feng Xiao didn't dare. So he never cut the seat belt buckle cover in his hand.

Just now, since the fuselage was suddenly flattened, he made a move. But he never expected to form the current deadlock.

It's easy to kill each other, and it's okay for both of them to die together. But if it takes everyone's lives, then why bother? Maybe there is a better chance of survival by doing nothing......

"Celestial Empire?" the man with glasses seemed to have a chance to win, and there was still a word on his lips to chat, "Your bravery is beyond my expectations." I've been living in lurk in your demon capital for half a year, just to plan to sneak into this flight.

Most of the people of the Celestial Empire I met during this period were selfish, narrow-minded, impatient, and greedy, and I really haven't seen anyone as stupid as you. Why bother?

If you really have great love, you might as well sit down obediently and let everyone continue to complete the unfinished journey. I can pretend as if none of this happened......"

These words did not impress Feng Xiao, nor did they impress Zong Fang, who was fifteen steps away, but many passengers in the cabin were moved.

"Hey, who are you?

"That's it, where did you come from, the township is not enough, there is more than enough failure......

"Is it good to be nosy--where did you come from, where did you go back-"

"Oh, you're going to kill everyone, boy, admit your mistake quickly, let's not make trouble, okay?"

"That's it, kneel, kowtow, let the family spare our lives, okay?"

......

The accusations of gossip were like a thousand arrows, spraying the young cultivator with a thousand holes -- not on the epidermis, but in the heart.

Feng Xiao couldn't help but shudder. What's wrong with these people...... Don't you see the coming calamity, when stupidity merges into a torrent, it can crush all reason that stands in its way.

He is not afraid of terrorists, but he is deeply afraid of these compatriots.

What should I do? obey the will of the people, kneel down and kowtow, ask for forgiveness?

The noise from all around him stirred up his already firm will.

In the distance, past the middle-aged man in front of him, the corner of his eye seemed to feel that someone was waving at him.

He didn't move his pupils, he just used a trace of his consciousness to catch it-

Ah, it's Sister Fang!

When she came here, it means that the road ahead has been cleared, okay, good.

Let's concentrate on dealing with the "bomb" in front of us!

Zong Fang, who suddenly appeared, brought Feng Xiao great confidence.

People don't understand me, it's okay. Everyone is an ordinary person, and it is normal for people to be greedy for life and afraid of death.

You scold, the more you scold, the better-Feng Xiao slowly withdrew his right hand, and then raised both hands and made a gesture of surrender.

Zong Fang's heart tightened, this was not a good choice, and the situation suddenly changed from evenly divided to one-sided. Young people, after all, they can't help but be fearful......

Feng Xiao was not finished, one knee weakened, and it seemed that he began to kneel down and beg for mercy - the surrounding passengers suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief.

A thin-faced man who was closest to him commented harshly, "Little Red Guy, Nong Fu is going to fool around—I'll tell you." How's that, it's right to be honest, right? People didn't do anything to us, you see how you made you......"

The middle-aged man in brown glasses still had a calm face, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Look at your people, how lovely they are—they really deserve your rescue. ”

His Celestial Empire language is a bit stiff, with a lot of big tongues, but it doesn't affect comprehension.

At this moment, a wireless signal came from the walkie-talkie pinned to his shoulder, "Sha...... After the low-altitude and low-speed steering was completed, the wave turtledove reported the situation...... Pangolins, camels, ......"

"The camel is here, and a wild mouse has jumped out of the date grove, which has been trampled. The other gardens are not clear. ”

This conversation resumed communication in Alepbo, and only Zong Fang understood the meaning.

To everyone's surprise, just as the man with glasses was giving a little attention to reply, the "wild mouse that had been trampled on" launched a surprise attack.