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Chapter 1912 Blood splattered in the cabin

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    These people boarded the private commercial plane and said without hesitation, "Who is the captain?"

    "That's me." The captain walked out of the cockpit and said, "Is there any problem?"

    "There is no problem, just by the way, this plane has been temporarily requisitioned." The leader of the black man took out a pistol, "Please order all the crew members to come out, and the co-pilot also leaves the cockpit."

    The captain's face turned pale instantly, "You"

    "Gentlemen, this is not a hijacking, it's just a ride. If you cooperate, no one will be hurt." Whitman, a black man, said calmly and calmly.

    But the two people behind him were not so calm. One of them rushed into the cab with a gun and dragged the co-pilot out of the cockpit.  Together with the two private flight attendants, they were also dragged to the rear cabin.

    "Sir, this plane will be ready to take off in a few minutes. If the airport tower controller cannot contact us, there will be trouble." The captain said with difficulty.

    "No problem, my people will take off for you. You just need to sit down and enjoy a happy time. Soon we will be in sunny and warm Colombia." Whitman curled his lips and smiled.

    The two flight attendants also squatted together in fear. Sergey seemed to be frightened too, curling up on his seat, not looking at anyone, but secretly staring at the box carried by one of them.  Several other team members also lowered their heads, not daring to look at the robbers.

    "Close the door, you two go to the front, wait for the dispatch order from the tower, and prepare to fly the plane to take off." Whitman turned to his two accomplices.  The two men nodded and headed forward, while Liszt closed the hatch behind.

    Just as the two people were about to walk to the front cockpit, the bathroom door opened, and Lin Rui stumbled out, "Sorry, I'm a little hungover. Hi, beauty, can you give me a cup of coffee to wake me up?"

    The two people in maintenance clothes were stunned for a moment, and then they realized that this drunk man must also be one of the passengers.  Just when he was about to yell at him, the drunk man suddenly stumbled and fell.  Just when Lin Rui pretended to fall, he seemed to be trying very hard to maintain his balance, so he casually reached out his hand to help the gun-wielding man.

    But as soon as his hand touched the man's wrist, it immediately tightened like an iron hoop. He pulled and folded suddenly, and the man's wrist was instantly dislocated.  Before Lin Rui could stand still, he grabbed the gun and opened fire.  The man's accomplice was immediately shot dead by him, his body slumped over.

    Whitman suddenly turned his head and confronted Lin Rui with a gun.

    "Gentlemen, this is not deliberately looking for trouble, it's just robbery. As long as you put down the Pandora plan, no one will be hurt." Lin Rui imitated Whitman's tone just now and said sarcastically.

    "Is it you? The person who followed us at MGM!" Lister behind Whitman frowned slightly. As a well-trained spy, his memory is amazing.  Although Lin Rui only appeared a few times at the MGM Grand Hotel, he still remembered him.

    "Whitman, deal with him. We don't have much time." Lister immediately whispered.

    Whitman suddenly pulled up a beautiful woman on the seat next to her and blocked her in front of him. Then he pointed a gun at her and threatened, "Put the gun down! Or I'll kill her."

    Lin Rui smiled slightly, "You seem to have made a mistake. I am not a federal law enforcement officer. I am just a member of the private military company hired by Corey Company, which is what you call a mercenary. In addition to being responsible to the boss who paid the money,  I don¡¯t have to be responsible for this beautiful lady. I don¡¯t have to worry about any federal laws.¡±

    Whitman was slightly startled. He originally thought Lin Rui was an agent or some other federal law enforcement officer.  The hostages on the plane can be used to coerce him into dropping his weapons.  Unexpectedly, Lin Rui didn't care about the life or death of other people, but still held the gun and taunted him.

    Whitman made more than one mistake. The woman he held in his hand was crystal.  She was dressed formally today. The suit and skirt made her look like a professional woman.  Being held hostage by Whitman, a tall black man, he was like a kitten in his arms.  But Whitman did not expect that she was a cat that could catch people.

    Just as Whitman and Lin Rui were confronting each other with guns, one of Crystal's hands had already pulled out a dagger from the garter on her inner thigh, and pierced Whitman's arm with lightning speed.

    "Ouch!" When Whitman cried out in pain, he was stabbed twice more in the ribs.  Crystal's self-defense dagger is sharp and thin, and the design is extremely vicious.  It is a high-pressure gas bottle dagger. It has a highly compressed air tank inside the handle. The handle has a button. After pressing it, an ultra-high-pressure air flowIt will instantly spray out along the thin pipe in the blade.

    After this kind of knife is inserted into the body of a person or animal, you press the button, and the high-pressure air can instantly stretch the wound to the size of a basketball.  This dagger is said to have been originally designed for military use and for hunting large beasts.

    Whitman¡¯s attention was all on Lin Rui, and he was caught off guard, and was immediately assassinated by Crystal.  His arm was instantly swollen, and the nerve tissue was forcibly broken by the high-pressure gas, and blood mixed with it spurted out of the wound.  The wounds under his ribs were even more shocking. The 1.8-meter-tall black man seemed to be pregnant, holding his belly in surprise.

    This knife hit his liver, a large amount of gas was injected into it, and his liver and abdominal cavity were almost burst.  Crystal knocked him away with a backhand elbow, and at the same time rolled forward and dodged to the side.  Lin Rui did not waste this opportunity at all and shot Whitman to death.

    In fact, even without this shot, he wouldn't have survived for long.  Lin Rui fired this additional shot because he was afraid that he would hurt someone else before he died.

    "Catch Liszt!" Lin Rui shouted.

    Several other team members also rushed forward with guns, but before they could catch up, they were forced back by a violent explosion and smoke!

    "It's a smoke grenade!" Jiang An quickly rushed out of the cabin, but Liszt had already jumped into the maintenance vehicle and sped away!

    Lin Rui caught up and fired several bullets at the car in the distance, but it was of no use.  Liszt had already fled in his car, and it was impossible for them to catch up with their legs.

    "The box, the box containing the information is still on Liszt's body!" Crystal said loudly.

    "Damn it!" Shogi stomped, "We have to leave! Maybe the gunshots just now are not too troublesome, but the explosion and smoke will soon alert the airport security personnel. We are late, but we can't leave.  ¡±

    Lin Rui nodded and whispered, "Withdraw, it seems we can only withdraw first!"

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