Chapter 360

Wearing hot pants, she shows a pair of light legs, which are as delicate as the wooden legs in the window. Her skin color is like polished wood, with the luster of transparent cream.

She has always been proud of her appearance, but at this time, she feels that these looks are useless. It's better to give her some courage.

She only felt that her body was a little stiff. It seemed that her blood was not enough to supply her body. Her whole body was shaking, which she could feel. She clenched her lips, felt excited and tried to restrain. Then she went up, but she was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

"Get some cloth and stop him!" Yang Xiaotian saw that she was at a loss and said immediately.

"Oh, oh, good! Now Cheng's voice is a typical Taiwanese accent, soft. Many people say they don't like it, but obviously more people like it.

Cheng nandie quickly finds the blanket that just covered her leg. Her fingers are long and thin, like the tip of a new shoot after the rain. At this time, they are used to do very violent things.

"Wu Wu!"

The confused Andy is struggling in vain.

Then a voice came from the cabin, "Andy, what the hell are you doing?" And the sound of footsteps came from far and near.

Yang Xiaotian surprised, raised his hand and hit Andy's head again.

"Well Andy snorted and couldn't cry out the pain.

Yang Xiaotian quickly called out: "Wu Sen, come and help, just hold him down!"

Wu Sen's face was pale, his body trembled, his eyes narrowed, his trembling and curling fingers reluctantly pointed at him, and his lips trembled and asked, "I... I?"

"Bullshit, if you want to survive, come and help. Now is not the time to be afraid!" I said in a low voice, and then said to Cheng Nandi, "help me pull out the sword!"

Cheng Nan die held out his hand in fear, but before he touched the sword, he hesitated again, as if he had no courage, and said, "xiansen, you will lose too much blood like this!"

"Mommy!" Yang Xiaotian didn't scold. Then he pulled the sword handle with his right hand and pulled it out.

"Poof

The blood rushed out immediately.

"Ah With a scream, Cheng Nan die shrinks and retreats. Her face turns pale and her lips tremble.

"Shut up! Hold him down for me, fat man, be quick and come here! " Yang Xiaotian was not angry and said, and immediately glanced at the passengers in the first class.

Every passenger he saw lowered his head and wanted to bury it in his crotch.

They also don't think, if Yang Xiaotian has a long and short life, can they still live?

"Bah, a bunch of cowards!" Yang Xiaotian spat bloody saliva on the ground and walked to the direction of the engine room.

The layout of Airbus A320 is like this: the left side of the gate is the cockpit, and the right side is the passenger compartment, but there is no barrier between the two.

It's just that there's a two person wide passage on the other side of the gate, and then there's a metal room for shelter, with some equipment inside.

So when you come out of the cockpit, you can only see some first-class cabins on the left side, but not on the right side.

Yang Xiaotian had been sitting in the middle of the invisible, after a fight, he ran to the right side, of course, even more invisible.

The man who came out of the cockpit was dark and rough. He didn't look like a Han nationality. His forehead was extraordinarily prominent, his eyes were deeply sunken, and his lips were extraordinarily thick. On the contrary, he looked like a black man.

But it's not as black as the purebred blacks. Some of them are like the indigenous natives in Malaysia and the Philippines.

He only wears a T-shirt on his upper body, and a suit pants of chambre on his lower body. The waist of his pants is hanging loosely under his waist. Through the T-shirt, we can vaguely see his navel, which goes in and out with his breath, like a creeping reptile. It's disgusting.

But he felt good about himself, whistling and walking out.

"Andy, Andy!"

As he walked, he called out in a casual voice.

But he soon noticed that woosen's seat was empty.

This stopped him in the air, and he yelled, "Hey, Andy, where are you? Why is there a seat vacant here? I remember a fat man sitting here saying

Andy, lying on the ground, certainly can't answer him.

At this time, he was tied up by Wu Sen, and his mouth was stuffed with blankets, which was a bit like a crab preparing for steaming.

The stout black man hesitated for a moment and yelled to the cockpit, "song, you call the people behind you to come up. It seems that something is wrong here!"

"What's wrong?" A frivolous voice came from the cabin.

"I don't know, just the feeling! You'd better use the radio to let the people behind you come over! " Black people insist on their own views.

"All right!"

After hearing this conversation, Yang Xiaotian knew there was no way to hesitate. When all the people behind came up, it would be late.

"Ah

He roared and rushed straight up.

The black man was startled, and with a strange cry, the whole man jumped back.

But Yang Xiaotian is faster.

He stabbed the black man in the belly.

"Ouch!" The black man screamed and was surprised to find that the sword had cut his skin and pierced his belly.

His face was full of pain. He felt a weak and painful shudder all over his body. He fell on the floor of the engine room with a bang, like a sandbag thrown out. He closed his eyes powerlessly. The thought in his mind was, why would he go to fight for the political status of the fishermen as a foreigner

Think about it, maybe it's because of the money.

Then he passed out.

With Yang Xiaotian's medical skills, we can see at a glance that the black people just fainted in pain, and there was no danger to their lives.

From a doctor's point of view, the most urgent thing is to give him first aid.

But for now, it certainly can't be done.

And he's going to make it worse.

As soon as he pulled out the sword, he pulled it out.

Black people's blood gushed out like a fountain.

Yang Xiaotian said with a contemptuous smile: "originally, your blood is also red. I thought it was black!"

He said to a middle-sized man with a wide forehead, a big nose, a slightly wide mouth and a national face, who looked very dignified and looked like an official: "go to find some cloth to help him wrap his wound. Even if it can't change his fate, at least we have done our best in the humanitarian spirit and bandaged his wound!"

The man shrank in the wide sofa of the first-class cabin. He shrank in his shell like a timid snail. He didn't dare to show his head. He said in a low voice, "well, isn't that good? I, I can't find the cloth at all

Yang Xiaotian has no good way: "can't you tear your own clothes?"

"But..." the man said with fear.

"It's nothing, but be careful when it's over, I'll tell others! You look like an official. Don't you have the courage? How can you be an official? "

With that, Yang Xiaotian no longer looked at him, but said to Wu Sen, "help him tie up the nigger, too!"

There is no need to hide at this time.

Because the radio is already on.

"Jack, take two people to the front to have a look. It seems that something has happened..." the voice of the broadcaster was very calm.

"Oh, I hear a lot of noise outside. I have to go and have a look. Come as soon as you can!"

After the announcer finished this sentence, Yang Xiaotian heard the sound of footstep coming from the cockpit.

"Shit! If we meet in a narrow road, the brave will win Yang Xiaotian puffed himself up. He took a knife in his right hand and a piece of chocolate out of the small table next to him in his left hand. As soon as he bit his teeth, he tore open the packing bag and chewed it. He walked steadily to the cab.

Cheng nandie is almost stunned.

As we all know, most Taiwanese men are more feminine. Sometimes their voice is more feminine than that of a woman. So she never met a man like Yang Xiaotian.

At this time, Yang Xiaotian's back, looking at her all over the body to get goose bumps, just feel warm in the heart, like a spring rain sprinkled on the dry African wasteland in general, nostalgic tears, in the heart slowly flow all over the mountains and fields, actually very comfortable.

When Yang Xiaotian rushed to the cockpit door, the people in the cockpit just came out.

"You His eyes were wide open, his face was full of horror, and he was overactive, but he couldn't speak any more.

Because Yang Xiaotian has put a sword into his stomach.

For fear that he would not be able to lose his ability to move, he stirred it up. Even if this guy was saved in the future, he would have to cut off a few meters of intestines. Life is not like death.

So simple, Yang Xiaotian solved three people in the first class.

And then he strides to the cockpit.

"This gentleman, big brother, wait for me!" A beautiful voice came from behind.

Yang Xiaotian looks around and finds that it's Cheng nandie, standing there with a strong interest in her Obsidian eyes.

"Why?" Yang Xiaotian frowned slightly. Between the frowns of his eyebrows, there was a faint sense of anger, "it's not filming. What do you want to do?"

Cheng nandie was startled by Yang Xiaotian, and her expression suddenly froze, but the next second her slender eyebrows bent like willow leaves rose high, and her voice like a yellow warbler out of the valley said, "you fight the bad guys, and I can help you too!"

Yang Xiaotian hook lip deep meaning smile: "what can you help me?"

Cheng nandie's soft and cold thin lips opened, hesitated and reasonable, and generally said: "I... at least I can help you boost your morale!"

Yang Xiaotian such as knife cut thin lip pull up smile, said: "then you follow behind it, don't move, pay attention to safety!"

Then he stopped looking at Cheng nandie and went to economy class.

"Yes Cheng nandie excitedly clenched Bai Nen's little hand and said to Wu Sen, "Uncle fat, let's go together."

Wu Sen, like the leaves of a tree beaten by frost, withered listlessly: "I call him brother, but I'm uncle or fat uncle..."

"Oh, you are so wordy. Are you going or not?" Cheng South butterfly angry way.

"Well, well, go!" Wu Sen said with feigned helplessness.

Both of them didn't realize that they seem to have forgotten the danger now, as if Yang Xiaotian was not dangerous at all when he stood in front.