Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

The bearded man sneered, "Why should I tell you that none of you will survive today? Not even a single one of you will survive. You all must die... Ahhh, it hurts. It hurts so much."

After Tang Tang came to her senses, her heart was pounding and her eyes were frighteningly bright. She subconsciously took out her cell phone to take pictures. Well, the main point was to take pictures of the terrorists, the master's face couldn't be captured in the picture.

After returning, we have to hand over the video to the police. The master's words are mysterious and he certainly doesn't want to be filmed.

Su Chen glanced at the little girl and found that she had quite good eyesight.

Sang Biao was attracted by the screams. He looked down and saw that the person being stepped on was his companion. He raised his gun to shoot, but saw the man turned his head to look at him.

When he met those eyes, he felt as if his soul was ripped away and he fell directly into the abyss, his mind becoming a little dazed.

My finger pulled the trigger subconsciously, but it misfired.

Sang Biao shuddered, looked down at the gun in his hand, and said in shock: "Who are you? What happened to my gun?"

Su Chen raised his foot and stepped hard, watching the blood flow out indifferently: "Speak, if you become mute, you might as well just cut off your tongue."

The person who was stepped on the ground shuddered, blushed and told everything. Upon hearing what he said, everyone in the first class looked at the old man with glasses in the corner.

Wang Weimin noticed their gazes and nodded. "Yes, I did find a more efficient way to extract the ore. They wanted me to stay in the United States, but I refused."

"I knew it would be difficult to return home, so I bought a direct flight to Kyoto to confuse them. Later, I bought a ticket to another country on the spur of the moment to keep going back and forth."

"I was supposed to arrive in one day for this commission, but it took me several days. This is my last stop, but I didn't expect they would still target me."

"If the person you want to kill is me, then why are you making things difficult for the people on the plane? You are Chinese. Doing this is treason. Do you really think the Americans will protect you?"

The bearded man sneered, "We are wanted criminals in China. There is no place for us to survive. Since there is no way out, we should go abroad to find a way out."

"Even if the Americans attack us, what does it matter? We will just kill you and the property we rob will be enough for us to live comfortably in our small country."

Professor Wang pursed his lips and said, "Stupid. Most of the West is in constant war. Foreign Chinese people going to small countries will be robbed the moment they land. They won't even realize they're being used as pawns."

The bearded man shouted, "So what? We have no way to survive anyway. None of you can survive. You will all be buried with us."

As they were talking, the plane was descending rapidly. Many people noticed that something was wrong. The flight attendant stumbled to the cockpit. There was something wrong with the plane. There must be a problem in the cockpit.

Some people have noticed that the nails begin to bruise and turn black, which is a sign of decompression. Obviously, the area will soon be deprived of oxygen.

The man yelled, "Quick, bring your oxygen. The plane is going to run out of oxygen soon."

Su Chen's feet were a little unsteady. He looked at the person lying on the ground, raised his foot and kicked him hard, knocking him unconscious.

He walked towards Sang Biao step by step, grabbed the opponent's arms and twisted them hard. With a sharp cracking sound, he directly broke the opponent's two arms.

He chopped the other person's neck with a knife, pursed his lips and looked unhappy. He just wanted to have a good sleep and go home, why was there no peace?

Really annoying!

Su Chen walked up to the flight attendant and said, "Hello, please take me to the cockpit. I'll take care of those terrorists."

"Okay, please follow me."

The flight attendant's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she limped ahead to lead the way. When she passed the business class cabin, she saw the terrorist in the corridor look back. Before she could say anything, she saw something flying towards her.

The next moment, his head was hit and he fainted.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the scene blankly without coming to their senses. The flight attendant didn't have time to care about anything else and brought everyone to the cockpit door.