【Chapter 4】Hiddle 10

Before he could see clearly who his opponent was, he felt a heavy blow on his neck, his eyes turned black, and he lost consciousness with infinite reluctance and anger.

To be honest, with his skills, although he is not as good as Tang Yunshan who sneaked into him, he doesn't even have the power to fight back...

One is all about being intentional and one is without any preparation. The entire battle has no suspense at all. The passengers around him have not even reacted and it has ended.

At this time, Baru was determined to deal with Zhu Mingyang and did not notice what was happening there. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to Zhu Mingyang with a blue face. At the same time, the gloomy dagger in his hand cut through the void with a strong murderous aura and bloody pierced it straight out. The target was Zhu Mingyang's heart.

This knife is fast and accurate, making people unable to avoid it. The cold murderous intent is stirring in the void. The dagger comes with a breathtaking sound of wind and angrily, like a thunder attack on the ground, and like a storm of anger. As long as this knife hits, it will definitely make people die in a very short time...

The murderous intent is stronger, and the hatred is stronger!

A faint blue light flashed in Baru's eyes, like the wolf's eyes in the dark night, burning with a crazy flame.

Even Zhu Mingyang was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this bandit could have such good skills. He really wanted to fight with his life. Even Tang Yunshan and others were not his opponents. However, for Zhu Mingyang, there was no panic at all, and he even showed a faint smile on his lips.

Zhu Mingyang did not dodge or avoid, facing the fierce Balu, his steps were slightly wrong, and he moved away from Baru's dagger, followed by a forward kick, kicking straight into Baru's chest. His legs were as fast as a thunderous thunder, as fast as a wisp of smoke. Even when Baru saw it, he felt a sense of illusion.

"So fast, so sharp!" Baru couldn't help but feel awe in his heart. For him, who had been through many battles, even if he had fought underground black fists abroad, he had fought countless powerful soldiers for a lifetime, and had challenged countless powerful soldiers. Ke Wei was born to see such a swift first time, Ruo Gui's body skills and sharp legs, he couldn't help feeling helpless in his heart...

There is no distraction or stagnation for the master's fight. This may bring him a fatal blow. He also gave up these distracting thoughts for a while and took a breath. In the moment of lightning, his body suddenly jumped up. On this narrow cabin aisle, it was like a mad dragon ascending to the sky, and his body quickly danced in the air. He avoided Zhu Mingyang's chest and kicked him. In the air, he swept heavily and kicked Zhu Mingyang's head, like an iron whip swept across the air, bringing out the sound of wind and rushing. Before he could reach his body, the energy he drove was already like a knife cut.

Zhu Mingyang did not dodge and stretched out his left arm, blocking the necessary route of attacking Baru with his leg, resolving the bad luck in the end...

"Bang!" A loud and loud noise was shook, and Baru's sharp leg collided violently with Zhu Mingyang's left arm. Under the stimulation of huge power, it seemed that the entire plane trembled a few times. Under such a huge impact, the two of them were about to part.

Zhu Mingyang's body did not move at all, but Baru hit the ritual rack behind him, fell down again, and pressed on several passengers.

This shocked the passengers in the seats to scream. Not only because of the pain, but also because of the fierce bandit, they were worried that the fierce bandit would vent their anger. At the same time, they were afraid that the fight between the two would hurt themselves. They wanted to untie the seat belt immediately and hide away from this dangerous place...

But they couldn't think about it carefully. If these bandits were not dealt with and letting them go anywhere in the cabin, they would still be fish on the bandits' chopping board.

"Masters are definitely masters, masters you have seen in your life." Baru suddenly felt numb. You know, the force on his legs was much greater than the force on his hands. Besides, he still rose in the air, and the force was definitely not less than a thousand pounds. However, this young man did not avoid it, blocked it with his hands, and stood firmly. He had never encountered such an opponent before.

Seeing him killing Xiaohu easily before, he already knew the other party's power in his heart, but he seemed to have to play more than he could have guessed. Why have you never heard of such young masters in China before? Baru focused his mind and sorted out the names of the masters he knew in his mind, but he still had no gains...

And at this time, he thought too much, not to mention that since Xiaohu's death, the other party and he had formed a life-and-death knot with him, and there was nothing to say. Even if he was so powerful, he had no way out and he would never stop fighting.

He was seen climbing up from the passenger and the seat like lightning, but as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he couldn't help but groan "Oh!", and the pain in his right leg seemed to be cracked. It seemed that he was seriously injured by the violent impact just now.

But Baru was very tough. Although his right leg was injured, he did not retreat but advanced. He roared quickly and rushed towards Zhu Mingyang again. The power burst out under the pain also made his movements slow down not only not affected by the pain, but instead became more rapid and fierce!

Zhu Mingyang was also secretly amazed. Although the behavior of these bandits was undesirable, they were so cruel and powerful that ordinary people could imagine. Moreover, with the experience of the enemy, they were extremely rich, without sticking to the rules and playing many ways. It seemed that all kinds of fighting skills in various countries could be integrated and picked up at will, which also made Zhu Mingyang feel that this was a rare talent.

Although Zhu Mingyang is called Martial Saint, there are too few people who can fight with him. Although he is very clear about his own abilities, he has too few real practical experience. This also leads to the idea of ​​having to experience it externally. Compared with Baru, who has been wandering on the edge of life and death, he is still a little immature. For a moment, he can't help but forget that he is in a critical moment and is very interested in fighting with the other party. The speed and strength are a little restrained, as if he is not a life-and-death battle, but a pair of friends are competing with martial arts.

The two figures were mixed together again, and they could not distinguish them with the visual roots of ordinary people. The passengers around them even escaped everywhere. Those who were blocked from their way also shrank and hid under the seat, fearing that they would be affected and suffer unintentional disasters.

At this time, Tang Yunshan had already dealt with another bandit, but he did not come to help. He also knew Zhu Mingyang's habit. As long as he did, he would not like others to disturb and help. Besides, he was much more powerful than himself. He had the title of Martial Saint. Moreover, looking at the fighting between the two, it was like playing games with children of all sizes. He didn't put much effort at all, so he didn't have to worry at all. He just held a gun on the side, for fear that the two bandits in the cockpit would hear the gunshots.

Yang Zhijun, who was forcibly left in the flight attendant's lounge, was even more happy when he saw this situation. Although he had not given up the hope of fighting, he was also asking himself, and he knew that the hope was very slim. He was currently unarmed and wanted to deal with these five gangsters who were fully armed, fierce, fierce, cold-blooded, and bloody, who could have a killer weapon like a bomb at any time and could blow up the plane at any time, and he really had no chance of winning.

Due to the situation, he was sitting honestly on the floor deck where he was resting, leaning against the wall, but he kept thinking about various countermeasures in his mind. However, after thinking for a long time, he still felt helpless. So what if he was unwilling to give up? It would be fine if his life was not worth it, but he couldn't take the lives of so many innocent passengers to take risks, right?

He never expected that when he was almost desperate, he suddenly heard a crisp gunshot, and then a burst of screams and screams came, which made him tremble all over. Could it be that some innocent passengers were killed by these vicious gangsters?

Yang Zhijun hurriedly looked at it and was stunned. He really didn't expect that in just a moment, the situation would have undergone a drastic reversal...

The two masters stood up, made plans and then moved, and they were neat and clean, and they instantly dealt with the two bandits. In the end, the bandit who was fighting stubbornly surrendered, which seemed to be just a matter of minutes. This made the unexpected change really unbelievable, as if it was a dream.

After only being stunned, Yang Zhijun could not suppress his joy. He didn't care about going up and asking in detail what was going on. He turned over and stood up and ran over, thinking of going forward to help, capturing the bandits first, and completely solving the crisis in the cabin, so as not to have too many dreams.

Unexpectedly, just as he ran halfway, he was stopped by Tang Yunshan.

"What are you doing? Why don't you go up to help?" Yang Zhijun was also puzzled, and he didn't care about being grateful to this person before. He looked at Tang Yunshan with confusion and questioned, his voice seemed a little rude because of his righteous indignation.

Tang Yunshan didn't say much, took out his ID and looked at him and said, "But we will take over some things, so don't worry about them for the time being. Just be responsible for comforting the passengers. Leave the rest to us!"
Chapter completed!