Chapter 127: Injured

"Murder! Help!"
Sitting in the front seat was a fat, middle-aged obese woman with all kinds of jewellery. When the broad-spirited young man fell, her round eyes stared at her. Suddenly, she jumped from her seat and screamed. Captain's room ran.
"dead!"
A cold light flashed in the eye of the man who killed the young man, and he shot again, raising his palm to slap the vest of the obese middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged obese woman is just an ordinary person. In Song Yi's opinion, if this palm falls on her vest, it will definitely shatter her internal organs, so he can no longer remain silent.
"stop!"
"puff!"
Suddenly a coin was added to Song Yong's hand, and the infusion of Zhenyuan was played by the hidden weapon of a thousand Buddha hands.
Thousand Buddha hands are innate-level martial arts, plus Song Yuan infused with real yuan, so the speed of the coins is extremely fast, only a little faint silver light is seen, and the middle-aged man is about to shoot in the palm of the man When obese woman, pierce his palm.
"what!"
The man screamed, retracted his hand, and found a hole in his palm.
Now that he has shot, Song Yan no longer has reservations. When he penetrated the man's palm, he grabbed out with the dragon's nine-strength form and shot out with both hands.
Stormy sea first style!
Suddenly caught off guard, another man had to rush to welcome him.
"puff!"
He felt an incomparable force pour into his body through his arms, reaching his body instantly, shattering his internal organs.
A stroke smashed the internal organs of a terrorist, Song Yan's figure reversed, turning into a second form of stormy waves.
"Boom!"
The air flow billowed the body of the terrorist whose palm was pierced, and even before he responded, the palms of his hands were shot on his chest and Dan Tian.
Broken heart, Dan Tian is broken!
For such a terrorist who kills people like hemp and improper life, Song Ye is not at all softened.
When the rabbit rises and falls, two congenital and heavy terrorists die in Song Yan's hands. Seeing this scene, Tang Qingning's eyes can't help but glow with admiration and surprise.
Song Ye, after killing two terrorists, didn't stop and rushed to the economy class, where there were eight terrorists with firearms.
The next moment, he appeared in economy class, and the eight terrorists seemed to be aware of it. They all stood up and aimed at Song Kun.
"go with!"
The eight silver lights flew out of Song Ye's hands like the rain in the sky.
"Oh!"
Seven terrorists pierced their heads with coins, and one terrorist escaped the coin attack, and quickly responded by grabbing a middle-aged passenger next to him as a hostage and chanting to Song Kun: Otherwise I will kill him! "
Song Kun frowned, his eyes flashing with hesitation.
"The younger brother snapped his words, otherwise he would kill me!" The middle-aged man begged and shouted to Song Yan.
The three terrorists in the captain's room already knew that something had gone wrong. The young man who piloted the aircraft had set the aircraft into automatic navigation mode, and rudely grasped the hair of a flight attendant and pulled her towards the first class cabin. Coincidentally, the stewardess was the one who served him before.
calm!
Song Yan took a deep breath, then stared at the terrorist tightly, and the next moment, the coins infused with all his real dollars flew out.
Silver light flashed.
"puff!"
The terrorist had a blood hole in his eyebrows. Then, the gun on his hand slipped, and he collapsed on the seat.
In order to kill the terrorist as quickly as possible, so that he did not have time to shoot, Song Zheng filled all the real elements this time, so after killing the terrorists, he suddenly felt a bit frightened and almost fell. .
"Help! Help!"
The captive middle-aged passenger saw the terrorists killed, and exclaimed, running towards Song Kun.
Song Yong quickly took out a Yangyuan Dan and put it in the entrance, and said to the passengers in the economy class: "Don't be afraid, they are all terrorists, but they have all been killed by me now! So, please keep your due Order! "
"Little brother, thank you for saving me!" The middle-aged passenger gratefully seized Song Yan's hand.
"Okay, uncle, please go back to your seat! There are still a few terrorists to deal with!" Song Yan said comfortably, and turned to the first class.
But just as he turned around, the middle-aged passenger had a cruel smile on his face: "Go to death!"
The palm of lightning was printed on Song Yong's vest.
"puff!"
Song Zheng's body flew out like a disconnected kite, and he just crashed into the first-class cabin.
This palm is strong enough, at least to reach the level of congenital triplet, plus he just consumed the real yuan just now, although taking a Yangyuan Dan, but only recovered 20% of the real yuan, so this blow, He almost smashed his internal organs into pieces.
While he was still in the air, he quickly activated the magical power of life.
However, he did not rush up from the ground.
"Well, boy, I didn't die after eating one of my palms?" The middle-aged passenger stepped into the first-class cabin and looked extremely weak, lying on the ground, with some surprise.
"You ... you too ... the group of them?" Song Yong said intermittently, while blood poured out of his mouth.
"You just understand now, it's too late!" The middle-aged passenger sneered: "Well, you stinky kid killed me so many men, I still send you to in person!" Between talking, the middle-aged passenger strode Then, stepped on Song Ye's head.
"Don't kill him!"
Shouted Tang Qingning.
At this time, the yin young man who took the hostess as a hostage also came to the first class, sandwiched Tang Qingning with the middle-aged passenger.
"Ms. Tang seems to care about this kid?" Said the middle-aged passenger's feet stuck in midair.
"You're wrong. I don't know him, but I don't want to see you killing innocent people any more!" Tang Qingning once again recovered the coldness.
"Well, Miss Tang, I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, you know where we come from, hand over that thing!" The middle-aged passenger retracted his feet, smiled and looked at Tang Qingning Road. Suddenly, there was more in his eyes Sen Leng: "Of course, you can also refuse, the consequence is that the entire plane will be buried for you!"
"Do you think I'll take that thing with me? Even if you kill everyone on the plane, I can't take it out!" Tang Qingning said indifferently, still very cold.
"Awe!"
The middle-aged passenger glanced at the shady young man.
The other party nodded, and the detective hand clasped the flight attendant's neck, and gradually increased his strength, and the flight attendant's face became paler.
The middle-aged passenger again said, "Miss Tang, can you pay it? I only ask you three times. The first time, Awei will kill the stewardess. The second time, we will kill everyone in the first class. Third, Next time, we will kill everyone on the plane! "
For a moment, Tang Qingning's face could not help but hesitated: "Okay, I can give you something like that, but you promise not to kill the people on the plane again!"
The middle-aged passenger laughed aloud: "Ha ha, Miss Tang is really kind, Awe!"
"Yes!"
The dark-haired youth let go of the stewardess, and strode toward Tang Qingning.
Here comes the opportunity.
Song Yan, who had been replying to Zhenyuan, flashed his eyes, and his body suddenly exploded.
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