"To say that young man is not a simple rascal. After all, he has practiced Taitai Boxing for several days in college before, and depending on his youth and strength, it may not be much different even if he cannot defeat these two hijackers. Moreover, the most important thing is that... there are so many people on this plane. Just now, everyone was afraid of these two people because they have guns in their hands, but if they reveal that they are only holding fake guns,", At that time, just one finger per person will also promote these two people into honeycomb coal!
However, to the surprise of the young man, although the guns in their hands could not be fired, the two men were indeed real terrorists. As soon as they saw this, some passengers began to get angry, and they naturally wouldn't be polite. "They also understand that if they show a little weakness at this time, they will inevitably be attacked by a large number of passengers in the cabin.". So as soon as the thin man heard the young man's voice, he immediately raised his hand and chopped back without turning his head——
This hand knife accurately struck the young man's neck. The poor young man had not yet figured out which posture to use in Taijitsu to attack the enemy, but he felt a darkness in front of him and immediately fainted without a snort.
"I see who dares to move around!"
The fat man seemed to feel that this shock was not enough, so he walked over with a straight face and stepped on the young man's finger. The pain immediately made the young man scream and wake up.
"I'll let you scream again!"
The fat man's left foot flew up, and with a "Peng" sound, he kicked the young man heavily in the face, leaving a big shoe mark. The unlucky man let out a shrill scream again, and soon passed out in pain.
The heartless and ruthless performance of these two people was indeed very intimidating, and there were still a few people who had the same ideas as that young man just now. However, upon seeing the young man's fate, everyone secretly congratulated themselves that there had been no nonsense just now. Otherwise, the person lying on the ground at this time would probably be himself!
Although everyone knows that if these hundred or so people can work together, it will be useless even if the two bandits can fight again. But who would take this head and rush ahead to be the cannon fodder destined to be trampled on by others!
Looking at the entire cabin, no one dared to move. The fat man nodded with satisfaction, then pointed out the window and said, "I can clearly tell you... there are not only our two brothers on this plane... If you don't believe it, you can take a look at the current flight direction... Yes, this plane has been hijacked, and now the plane is heading towards Vietnam, you will never reach Kunming!"
"What! The plane was really hijacked..."
"Oh my God... I said it's not quite right... It's supposed to start landing at the airport now!"
The passengers who woke up later were immediately woken up by the fat man's words and burst into flames, with cries, screams, curses... all in a mess!
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up, all of you -"
The fat man held his gun high over his head and stretched his neck, shouting at the top of his lungs for a long time, before the noise around him gradually subsided.
The fat man's heart was extremely depressed. If the gun in his hand worked well, just casually firing it would immediately scare everyone and even dare not breathe. But now... I have to yell his mother!
"The fat man shook his hand in anger and wanted to throw away the gun. However, it was still a bit inappropriate to think about it. After all, he felt that there should be no major faults with the gun, and at most, which parts were not tightly joined during assembly. In case he threw it like this... the gun fell on the ground and vibrated, it would be great... but someone picked it up, wouldn't he be looking for death?"? So after thinking about it, I carefully stuffed the gun into my pants pocket and prepared to wait for a moment to free up, then take it apart and have a good look.
Yang Hongtao is watching this depressing thing from the side! Originally, I saw that the fat man had already shaken off his hand and was about to throw the gun, and it was likely to be thrown in his direction. So as long as he could seize the gun and kill the two terrorists in front of him, it would not be a matter of lifting his hand? But who knows, the fat man changed his mind temporarily when he was about to release his gun... Isn't this a greedy person with a deliberate eye!
While Yang Hongtao was complaining all over the place, he couldn't imagine the fat man approaching him step by step again.
"Kid... I'm a professional in our business, and I'm very particular about luck..."
The fat man walked up to Yang Hongtao and grabbed Yang Hongtao by the collar, lifting him up. Then he gave a somber smile, "Just now, we wanted to kill you for a blood sacrifice, but couldn't we imagine that there was something wrong with our buddies' guns... Well... it's not a good thing to be interrupted halfway through the killing, so... in order to ensure that our luck is not affected, even the entire cabin can survive, but you... have to die! Boy... it can only be blamed for your bad luck!"
"The fat man spoke with a fierce flash in his eyes, and his other hand slowly extended, clasping it tightly against Yang Hongtao's neck. It seemed that he was planning to strangle Yang Hongtao alive.".
Yang Hongtao was naturally unwilling to wait for death so obediently. Seeing the other party's fat hand clasped, he naturally raised his hand and grabbed it out of his survival instinct, and he had accurately grasped the fat man's wrist. But when Yang Hongtao tried his best to block the fat man's arm, he felt like a dragonfly shaking a pillar, and it had absolutely no effect! Not only did he not block the fat man's approaching hand, but instead, he felt so tired that his chest was tight and his breath was short, and he almost fainted.
At this moment, Yang Hongtao really wanted to cry without tears. Do you think why did he borrow a corpse from Zhou Ziwei's scum to revive his soul? Although Yang Hongtao was not a strong and strong man in his previous life, he wouldn't have been so weak!
"Haha..." The fat man first saw that Yang Hongtao's technique was extremely tricky, and unexpectedly caught him by the wrist. He was also secretly surprised, thinking he had actually bumped into an expert this time. However, when Yang Hongtao pulled his hand hard, the fat man almost didn't laugh.
"You're really funny! You're just a little girl with small arms and legs, and you want to compete with me? Hey hey... go to hell..."
"The fat man was afraid of having too many dreams at night, and was not in the mood to play with Yang Hongtao anymore. Suddenly, he quickened his speed and clasped Yang Hongtao's neck, then he forcefully twisted it down..."
"You're just dead!" Yang Hongtao roared furiously. Facing the critical moment of life and death, he really used all his strength to eat milk. Both of Suo's hands twisted the fat man's wrist, and his arms struggled to concentrate all his strength together... However, his strength inside his body was really too small, even if he used it all, it would definitely not be much, So Yang Hongtao simply used his hands to bring out the power of his soul, which was deeply hidden in his soul.
However, Yang Hongtao seems to have forgotten that although his spiritual power is divine, it cannot be contacted with living bodies, otherwise it will have a strong rebound effect. The more powerful a living body is, the stronger the response to the force of the soul will be. Similarly, the stronger the force of the soul Yang Hongtao uses to touch the living body, the stronger the response will be. Therefore, when Yang Hongtao uses the power of his soul to scan, he can only distinguish a thin trace, so even if he accidentally comes into direct contact with someone else's body, it is at most just bounced away from him.
However, this time, Yang Hongtao almost exerted all his strength to force the soul force out of his hands, so in this instant, a huge amount of soul force directly collided with the fat man's wrist, and suddenly... a miracle happened!
The power of the soul originally belongs to an alternative type of energy, and it is difficult to generate much physical power in itself. However, under this sharp touch, the originally gentle power of the soul suddenly undergoes an indescribable qualitative change, just like a small protonuclear fission under certain conditions, suddenly exploding into a powerful physical force that cannot be described.
"Bang -" with a sound, the fat man with a murderous face was about to twist Yang Hongtao's neck, but suddenly he felt as if he had bumped into an armored vehicle in a hurry. A powerful and desperate force erupted from Yang Hongtao's tiny arm, which he despised, and then he felt his body lighten, like a hydrogen balloon that had been disconnected, and flew diagonally towards the ceiling of the cabin