League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Over the Atlantic Ocean, a passenger plane is slowly heading towards North America.

On the plane seat, Lester smiled gracefully and politely, and politely refused the juice handed by the flight attendant.

"Ma'am, give it to my sister, my sister needs your help more than I do, I swear in the name of God, she has been thirsty for a long time since I got on the plane, you must be an angel sent by God to save her ."

"Oh, sir, you are really funny... My name is Wendy, I don't know what your name is, sir?"

She handed the orange juice in her hand to the girl who was staring at her vigilantly, but Wendy didn't mean to leave, she just stared intently at the handsome black-haired half-breed in front of her.

After running on the plane for so many years, she has seen many handsome men, and she has experienced a lot, but she has never seen a man who is handsome enough to foul and has such a temperament.

In terms of offending God, the man in front of him is simply an angel Lucifer who has fallen into the world. If he is an angel serving in heaven, I am afraid that he will really offend God.

100%, he would betray God and follow the man in front of him to hell.

All in all, this is a top man who deserves to be reposted, once in a century.

Even the 'beautiful business' of delivering orange juice was taken by myself and the **** **** with small means, but I can't just leave in such a vague way, and even if it's bad, I have to get the contact information of the other party. , maybe when the time comes, you will be able to smash those little **** again.

She, Wendy, has never done a bad business.

"Grumble~"

The short-haired girl glanced at the man and started drinking orange juice through a straw, no longer looking at the flight attendant who was chatting with the man.

"My name is Lester Lee, Ms. Wendy, just call me Lester..."

Speaking of which, the man suddenly stopped, patted the girl sitting by the aisle on the shoulder, turned his head and smiled at Wendy.

"Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

"Okay, the bathroom is over there, do you want me to take you there?"

"No thanks."

Hearing the man decisively rejecting her, Wendy, who was a little disappointed, had to make room and watch the tall, lean man stand up from her seat.

Just when Lester stood up, an old man in a blue shirt and black suit came back from the bathroom,

The moment he passed Lester, the old man put his hand into his arms, and his index finger clasped the safety ring of the defensive grenade. There were three such grenades in the inner pocket of his suit.

Just as he was trying to pull away, he was quickly 'supported' by the man who had his back turned to him, and then there was a sudden pain in his thigh, and the 'old man' body began to become limp.

At the same time, as if she didn't see what was happening in front of her, the girl put down the plastic cup that was half full of juice with a blank face, stood up from the seat, and walked to the cubicle without saying a word.

Ignoring his sister's behavior, he stroked the old man's chest. The man just looked at the unconscious old man in front of him with a worried expression.

The old man who lost his breath had a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Sir? Are you all right?"

The man helped the half-conscious old man to sit on the seat, and took off his suit for the old man thoughtfully.

"Miss Wendy! Can you do CPR? I suspect this old gentleman has a heart attack! If you have any related medicines, please give the old gentleman as soon as possible!"

As he spoke, the man's slightly restrained eyes swept across the faces of the other passengers, and he paused on the three smiling faces, but his heart was relieved.

Overwhelmed by what she saw in front of her, Wendy finally reacted when she heard the man's calm voice. After greeting her colleague, she quickly helped the man to support the unconscious old man in the seat and touched the back of his neck. , Wendy's face changed, and she quickly put the old man on the ground to start CPR.

Taking advantage of the situation, he let go of the old man and passed the other flight attendant who was holding the medical kit in a panic. Lester walked quickly to the compartment.

In the cubicle, the girl was holding a slap-sized ceramic knife in her hand and looking out of the cubicle door with a wary expression on her face.

The two walked into the unoccupied bathroom and locked the door.

He casually dropped the old man's suit, and the suit slammed on the floor dully, and the girl's expression changed.

"Not a gun?"

Lester's voice was still calm, and he took off his flawless white gauze gloves without hesitation. The man even had time to tidy up the collar and tie of his black suit.

"Four defensive military grenades, and three abandoned sons have yet to be killed. The murder has to be punished. Obviously, the organization has not given a way to survive. All the people on the plane are my funeral objects..."

"Ha, I knew there would be such a day with you, wouldn't it be too fast? And you, you have to let me play games with you in double row after the mission to enhance your relationship, this is great, it's really dead ball. "

The girl put down her arms in a slump, thought for a while, and threw away the ceramic dagger in her hand, and began to take off her coat.

Under the circumstance that his teacher and the ace killer Lester, who has been training for thirteen years, have started to sort out the remains, the life gate given by God has obviously been completely blocked, and it is not that he has not seen the means of the organization. The ground is fine, the plane is definitely a dead end.

For an organization with a military background, it is not difficult to mobilize a military plane to blow up a runaway plane.

With organizational means, tomorrow's press release must have been written.

"The military sent a military plane to successfully prevent a suicide terrorist attack. The bombed plane that was hijacked was successfully shot down by the military, and the Empire State Building was saved from disaster. Let us observe three minutes of silence for the dead on the plane."

Thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning, the girl had neatly taken off her coat, revealing her pale pink back.

Holding down the girl's hands that wanted to mess with him, Lester's tone softened a bit.

"I'm sorry, I'm really not that fast, it's too late, let's be decent."

"Damn it, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com keeps saying that next time, I will definitely die next time. I'm going to die, but I'm still a girl! You man without seeds!"

When her body froze, the girl who had lost all motivation was completely powerless.

My teacher always said one thing, so it doesn't make sense to persecute him at this time.

"Lester, you owe me, do you admit it?"

"recognize."

"Did we just get blown up like that?"

"Yes, there will be no pain."

"I'm so unwilling, teacher, I'm... a little scared..."

He faintly heard the roar of fighter jets coming from outside the passenger plane. Lester lightly kissed the **** the cheek, and then hugged the girl hard, as if to rub the girl into his body.

"Don't be afraid, when the missile comes, I will stand in front of you."

Holding the man, feeling the residual warmth on her cheeks, the girl who was no longer afraid suddenly smiled.

"I thought you would kiss me on the mouth."

"I... Actually, I have always regarded you as a daughter."

The girl was startled, and there were a few blushes on her face.

"Actually, I also treat you as a father... Promise me, don't be a **** in your next life, be nice to girls who like you."

Hesitating, Lester felt that his waist was twisted violently.

"Why do you agree or not?"

The scorching high temperature hit from the outside of the body, the high-energy fragments of the missile explosion ripped through the body, and the flames burst out from the eyes.

The man put his ear beside the girl.

"I promise you."

The next second, the plane broke from the middle and exploded in the air.

The fighter jet roared away, and the pilot took back his icy gaze.

"Targetdown."

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