Genius commoner

Chapter 667
The corpse was dragged to the hatch of the bottom cabin, and the ground was covered with bright red and dazzling blood.

Ye Zixuan, who was mixed in the team, squinted his eyes and quickly adapted to the scene when the entrance above his head was temporarily closed with a bang, and he recognized that there were more than 60 people in the team entering the bottom cabin, all of them were tall men, and he was considered gentle among them. And there were five terrorists, one gun, and four knives, shouting for the team to move forward.

There are not many weapons, but with their skills, it is more than enough to deal with dozens of people.

Looking at the corpses piled up high, Ye Zixuan's eyelids twitched. He knew that Yila and the others wanted these people to come down, and it was definitely not some kind of detention. This can be recognized from Yila's smirk, which is about to flow bloodthirsty Feeling the pleasure, and thinking about Alisa's expression, Ye Zixuan can almost judge that the other party wants to kill them.

As for the reason, it is very simple, that is to kill chickens and monkeys.

The lower deck is also the cargo compartment, with air-conditioning system, lighting, and piles of luggage. Ye Zixuan glanced at it and kicked the calf of the person in front. The former screamed and leaned forward as if he had been stabbed by a fire stick. , jumped on another person, and then knocked down a pile of luggage on the side, making a loud noise that attracted everyone's attention.

"What?"

Seeing this, a terrorist who was in charge of cutting off the back took a step forward, holding a sharp ivory knife and yelling, "Do you want to die by playing tricks?"

When he walked past Ye Zixuan to teach the two fellers, Ye Zixuan used both hands violently, and the cloth strips wrapped around his hands snapped. Now that he had already made a move, Ye Zixuan naturally no longer hesitated. Grab the opponent's wrist, twist it suddenly, and with a click, the opponent's wrist was broken, and the sharp blade fell into Ye Zixuan's hand.

Without the slightest stagnation, when the terrorist let out a scream, Ye Zixuan turned around, and the ivory knife sliced ​​across the former's throat, and a large stream of blood spewed out from his neck instantly, spraying Ye Zixuan all over his body, but he didn't Care about, with the spinning body, he raised his right hand, and the sharp blade flew out like an arrow off the string.

The ivory knife directly plunged into another terrorist's heart, and the entire body of the knife completely sank into his body, leaving only the handle outside, which shows how powerful it is.

When Yila heard the commotion, her face changed drastically and she turned around to shoot. Ye Zixuan had already jumped up two steps, and then tapped the corpse next to her with her toes. The moment he locked himself, Ye Zixuan was six and a half meters across, and his two iron legs had wrapped around the neck of the third person.

The body, which was in the downward trend in the air, turned around.

When sixty burly men subconsciously lay down on the ground to avoid harming the fish in the pond, the No. 3 terrorist's neck was twisted, collapsed, and died. Ye Zixuan put his hands on the ground without making a sound, Grabbing the ivory knife in the opponent's hand, he turned around suddenly, just in time to snatch the bullet fired by Iraq.

Two gunshots sounded, and two bullets flew across.

Holding the gun, Yila's face changed drastically, and his brain thought of throwing himself down, but his body and movements couldn't keep up. He barely moved half of his body to prevent his heart from being exploded by the ivory knife, but his arms couldn't dodge. With a sharp sound, the ivory knife pierced into his arm, and Yila groaned, and fell backwards and fell to the ground.

The gun in his hand also fell due to the collision.

Another person was injured, but Ye Zixuan didn't waste time to enjoy the result. He bounced up again. The explosive power of his arms was really amazing. He spun around in the air and happened to face a pipe. After probing, he grabbed the pipe for strength, and then swung forward, like a jungle ape.

He landed in front of the No. 4 terrorist, dodging one side of the opponent's fierce stab, and punched the opponent's head with a muffled sound. The terrorist's mouth and nose were bloody, and he fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string. , Twitched twice and there was no sound, it was a matter of life, Ye Zixuan shot mercilessly, shattering the opponent's brain nerves with one punch.

Kicking people, grabbing knives, and killing people, Ye Zixuan did it in one go, neatly and swiftly.

After successfully disposing of the four terrorists, Ye Zixuan jumped out, like a cheetah, and ran in front of Yila, who had been stabbed. In the fight with Ye Zixuan, the two figures erupted almost at the same time, and Yila rushed out with a punch, sending out a strong wind that forced people to retreat.

He chose to attack by force as soon as he came up, but Ye Zixuan dealt with it calmly. He didn't want to kill Yila, but he wanted to use him to return to the top.

"Oh!"

As dozens of people watched the battle, Ye Zixuan dodged a few charges from Yila, then kicked the opponent's chest fiercely, his body suddenly moved forward, and he slashed straight with a knife in his hand, and Yila stepped back four or five steps. , With a roar, regardless of the pain of the wound, he pulled out the ivory knife on his shoulder with his backhand, and swiped directly upwards, from bottom to top, almost domineering.

Ye Zixuan narrowed his eyes, turned the knife in his hand, grabbed the opponent's wrist, twisted it, and grabbed the knife again.

Then, a leg swept across suddenly.

Yila's legs were swept, her center of gravity was unstable, and she fell heavily to the ground. Ye Zixuan stepped forward and stepped on his chest. Yila spat out a mouthful of blood and lost her fighting power.

Ye Zixuan put the ivory knife in his bosom, then picked up the firearm and stepped forward. Although there was only one bullet, it was still a gun. He quickly touched Ira's body to see if the other party had hidden other weapons or Explosives, the result made him feel relieved, there was nothing, which showed that the rest of the people did not have heavy weapons on them.

Chen Bensheng's grenade gun still haunts him.

"Search them and see if there is anything usable."

When dozens of men picked up ivory knives and cut off the strips of cloth to save themselves, Ye Zixuan casually threw a sentence at them, then pulled Ira up and laughed: "It's not so simple to drive us down here to be imprisoned." Right? You want to kill us, and then throw our bodies out to announce your existence to Long Shuo."

As soon as these words came out, dozens of people shook their bodies, and their faces all showed shock, and then they looked at Iraq angrily.

Yila didn't care about the eyes of the others, but stared at Ye Zixuan fiercely and shouted: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that now I control your life."

Ye Zixuan poked Iraq's forehead with the muzzle of a gun: "If you want to live a better life, you'd better cooperate with me honestly. Come, tell me the location of the explosive first."

"Kill me if you can."

Yila showed a strong face, and stared at Ye Zixuan fiercely: "Anyway, no one will live today, it's just that they will die first and die later."

"I have already dedicated myself to Allah. Killing me means fulfilling me. I can't ask for more."

Ye Zixuan sighed: "Dedicate yourself to Allah? The Qur'an says that Allah will not accept an unclean body." He pointed his gun at the No. 60 hunk: "Tell me, I saved them. Do something for me, blow you up sixty times, do you think they are willing? You get blown up sixty times, and then record it and spread it.”

"Do you think Allah will accept you?"

Hearing this sentence, not only the tens of strong men stiffened, but Ira also stared wide-eyed, her whole body was cold, and then roared hysterically:
"You bastard, you must die!"

Ye Zixuan kept a bright smile on his face, and pointed his gun at No. 60 people: "Everyone, I saved your life, otherwise you will all become trapeze people, it's time to promise each other with your body, come here, take this Take off the clothes of this brother and serve him well, if he abuses you like this, don’t you have the heart to do it?”

Dozens of people barely moved, with sullen and embarrassing expressions on their faces, it was obvious that they were being asked to do something dirty, but they were afraid of Ye Zixuan's guns, so they didn't dare to attack.

However, there were a few hunks with bright eyes, their throats trembling, and they were about to move.

Ye Zixuan stripped off a terrorist's clothing, while pressing the iron while the iron was hot: "Although I killed four people, there are probably more than ten terrorists on board, and most importantly, there may be bombs installed on the plane." , if you don’t dig out something from Brother Cheng Yang’s mouth, then you still won’t survive today.”

"Think about it, if you die, your wives, girlfriends, and boyfriends will be sad for a while, and they may take your death insurance and go to bed with other men."

"Your compensation, your women, your children, all belong to other men."

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, a group of men's faces were ugly, obviously being poked in the weak spot, several strong men coughed and stood up hesitantly.

"It's over to you."

Ye Zixuan held the terrorist's clothes: "I'll go to the corner to change clothes, you guys, don't be too gentle with him."

Several strong men exhaled a long breath, with a gleam of light in their eyes and approached Ira, fear, panic, and hesitation gradually turned into an indescribable emotion.

The rest of the men looked at each other and surrounded them to help out.

Although Yila has a beard on her face, her skin is still fair and tender, her figure is also good, her eyes are blue, she is a very nice handsome man,,,

When Ye Zixuan moved swiftly to the corner to change his clothes, there was a sound of tearing clothes, and then, a shout sounded:
"Don't touch me, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything."

Like a swan shot by a sharp arrow, Ira uttered a tragic cry: "I surrender!"

(End of this chapter)