Chapter 3

Fu Ziqi crouched in a corner of the bathroom, trembling, as a tall, dark figure suddenly appeared at the door again.

"Don't... don't come over!" A helpless plea sounded, clearly indicating that the series of terrifying scenes had already shattered the girl's psychological defenses.

"Get up." Chen Weidong had no time for sympathy; he directly pulled the beautiful flight attendant up and asked, "Are you hurt?"

Fu Ziqi, seeing the man's face covered in blood, was utterly terrified. However, upon closer inspection, she realized, "Hey, isn't this the scoundrel from earlier? He... he actually..."

"Still... still okay."

"OK, go out and help calm the passengers. I'll go to the cockpit."

Chen Weidong checked the new weapon he had just taken. Not bad, a collector's edition Desert Eagle, .44 caliber, with tremendous power—truly a gun for real men!

Thinking back to the moment when he fired a shot, the power was no joke!

If it had been an ordinary handgun, it would have only made a hole in the head. How could it have blown off half of someone's skull?

"Thank... thank you." Fu Ziqi steadied herself, bowed to Chen Weidong, and hurriedly left the room.

At this moment, the cabin was in chaos, with several bodies lying on the ground, and blood splattered everywhere. Especially the unfortunate foreigner whose head had been blown off, leaving a gruesome mess on the window.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood, and everyone's face was pale. Several women with weaker constitutions had already started vomiting, and they couldn't stop.

Fu Ziqi, a young woman in her early twenties, was already panicking herself. How could she possibly comfort others?

However, remembering the instructions from earlier, Fu Ziqi gritted her teeth, forced herself to calm down, and began her comforting work.

Unfortunately, not everyone was willing to listen...

Several well-dressed men immediately stood up and said, "Don't talk nonsense to us. Where are the parachutes? Give them to us; we don't want to stay here for a moment longer."

Fu Ziqi tried to explain, but her voice grew weaker and weaker.

To be honest, she didn't want to stay even for a minute, let alone the passengers.

Moreover, the people in first class were all influential, and with her weak presence, she couldn't control the situation.

At a critical moment, a figure walked in from the front door, the gun in his hand still smoking.

He looked around the cabin, frowned, and asked, "What's going on?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent, and the most vocal ones clamped their mouths shut, afraid of saying something wrong and angering this killer.

After all, the scene from earlier was still fresh in their minds, with the bodies of the robbers still warm on the ground, and everything was directly related to this seemingly harmless young man!

Thinking about the cold, indifferent expression on his face when he fired the gun, it was clear he was a ruthless killer!

"Do you want to live?" Chen Weidong, full of doubts, didn't have the patience to argue with these people and directly asked the most important question.

"Yes..." A bald man was the first to speak, but in this situation, no one would mock him.

"If you want to live, behave yourself and sit down quietly!" Chen Weidong snorted and added, "Who was it that was demanding to jump out of the plane earlier?"

The well-dressed men immediately fell silent, especially the fat man who had been the loudest. He didn't even dare to lift his head—remembering his earlier taunts at Chen Weidong, he felt like committing suicide...

"If you want to jump, fine. But can you jump? If you can, come over, and I'll take you. But remember, if you die, don't come looking for me in the underworld."

The cabin was silent, and no one spoke.

Chen Weidong nodded and said, "Good, please continue to cooperate. Life and death are predetermined; don't panic."

"Young man, you're right," an old man sitting in the middle suddenly spoke up. "We can't panic now. If you have the ability, step forward and do what's right, and we'll support you. If not, just sit quietly and trust others."

"Yes, we can't help, but we shouldn't cause trouble either," several others chimed in, quickly gaining support. The situation was quickly under control.

Chen Weidong picked up two handguns from the bodies and tucked them into his waistband. He then picked up the Jungle King combat knife and inserted it into his pants.

He didn't dare to open the cabin door yet, as the robbers were unlikely to be just four people. The economy class was probably also under control. They hadn't stormed in yet, possibly because his actions were too quick, leaving them unsure of the situation.

In this situation, taking the initiative would be suicide. Chen Weidong was confident in his skills, but he wasn't insane.

As he was thinking, the cabin door suddenly made a "bang" sound, being kicked open from the outside.

Without hesitation, Chen Weidong fired two shots!

At almost the same time, a sharp, cold air came from his side, forcing him to dodge.

But the attacker was incredibly fast, and even with his quick reflexes, he could barely avoid it.

"Huh?" The attacker raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised.

She was surprised, but Chen Weidong was even more surprised—damn! It was a woman! And she was incredibly attractive!

Of course, this surprise only lasted a moment. The next second, they resumed fighting.

The woman didn't immediately use a killing move but observed as they fought. After a few moves, she stopped and pointed at the bodies on the ground. "Did you kill these people?"

"Yes, what's it to you?" Chen Weidong realized she might not be with the robbers.

"Which department are you from? I've never seen you before. Are you new?" The woman, while speaking, smoothed her short hair—she had a commanding presence that made people feel comfortable at first glance.

"What nonsense, I don't belong to any department now. I was discharged last month," Chen Weidong, confused, replied irritably.

"You're a veteran? Good, come with me." The short-haired woman didn't give him a chance to argue, grabbing his arm and pulling him along.

"Hey, who are you..." Chen Weidong was frustrated, just as he was about to argue, a man in a black mask came charging in.

"Joeson, there's another one, quickly notify the boss!" The masked man shouted, pulling out his gun and firing.

The short-haired woman didn't hesitate, dodging the shots and kicking the masked man away. She shouted, "Sister Shuang, the alarm is off, we have reinforcements."

"Very good," a voice responded from the other side.

Chen Weidong looked up and was taken aback—damn! Another woman! And even more attractive than the one next to him!

This woman was tall, at least 175 cm, with a perfect figure and a face that was hard to age. Her eyes, when they turned, exuded the charm of a thirty-year-old woman.

Even with Chen Weidong's strong will, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

He wasn't unfamiliar with beautiful women, but he had never seen such a high-quality one. If he had to score her, 120 would be too low!

The woman walked over, followed by the man in the black coat—Joeson, who was likely already dead.

Chen Weidong noticed that the man in the black coat was in pain, curled up, and not touching the ground, seemingly restrained by an invisible force.

What a powerful woman!

Chen Weidong was secretly amazed and recalled the mysterious voice from the wing—could it be...

No, no, I must be overthinking it. Humans can't do such things...

Chen Weidong tried to stop himself from overthinking, but the black-coated man shattered his efforts.

The man suddenly pulled out a small whistle-like object, crushed it, and blew it hard.

"Buzz!" Chen Weidong felt his vision blur, his ears ringing, and his legs weakening, almost unable to stand.

[Combat Alert]: Warning! The opponent is using a high-risk skill: Ghost Cry Wind Howl!

In Chen Weidong's vision, several terrifying ghost faces, trailing long black mist, quickly entered the mouths of the bodies on the ground.

"Ao—" The dead robbers stood up, their wounds still bleeding.

But they seemed to ignore it, as if it didn't matter. Black mist swirled around their mouths, noses, and ears, looking extremely eerie and frightening!

Seeing the robbers raise their guns again, Chen Weidong didn't have time to think and instinctively fired, the muzzle flashing continuously!

But shockingly, the robbers were unaffected, not even flinching!

[Combat Alert]: The target has been affected by "Evil Spirit Possession," significantly increasing their defense!

"Bang! Bang!" Seeing the sparks on the robbers' bodies, Chen Weidong was at a loss—damn! Bulletproof? What kind of black magic is this!?

"Step back." The short-haired woman flexed her wrist and charged forward!

She didn't use any weapons, just a palm strike, slicing through the air!

Chen Weidong's eyes widened—Heaven! The monsters that bullets couldn't penetrate were sliced in half by this woman's bare hand!

[Combat Alert]: Warning! High-risk skill "Three-Element Sword Qi" detected. Immediate evasion recommended.

Chen Weidong instinctively took a few steps back. In his vision, a graceful figure flipped and leaped, her palm edge glowing silver, cutting through everything in her path!

Fortunately, the passengers were dazed by the strange whistle sound, otherwise, such a bloody scene would have terrified them.

This woman was really something, a beautiful woman acting so violently and bloodily. It was quite a shock...

The "resurrected" robbers were taken down one by one by the short-haired beauty. When the last one fell, she spat, "Pathetic."

Chen Weidong broke out in a cold sweat.

"Do you have any last words?" Sister Shuang looked at the black-coated man and smiled faintly.

"Mufei Shuang! You're very strong, really strong. I admit it this time," the black-coated man lowered his head, a hint of reluctance on his face.

"But the life of the Ghost King of Leishan isn't so easy to take. Since you two dared to board the plane, you'll join me in the underworld!" The black-coated man's face twisted into a sinister smile.

As if to prove his words, two loud explosions shook the plane!

The short-haired beauty's face changed. "Sister, this old man really did plant a bomb on the plane."

Mufei Shuang's face was equally serious. "Go to the cockpit and see. I'll try to slow down the plane."

Chen Weidong's eyes widened—what? Slow down the plane!?

Sister, are you watching too many American movies? Listen to me: don't stop the medication!

But in less than five seconds, the impossible became reality...

The plane's speed really slowed down, and the violent shaking miraculously stopped!

It was as if a mysterious force in the air was holding back the plane's descent!

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PS: Regarding the gunfight on the plane, many readers have discussed it. Actually, holes the size of bullet holes don't have as much impact as you might think. I've checked the facts, and you can see the pinned post in the book review section. Some readers shouldn't just jump to conclusions and start criticizing.