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Another mercenary soldier raised his eyebrows immediately, thinking that this guy said he was timid, but he didn't expect that he was just as timid, no, even more timid than him. He had half a foot in, but his hand was hanging on the cabin door and he didn't dare to go down.

He walked towards the mercenary soldier on the inclined surface of the fuselage, not forgetting to speak.

"Hey, my old friend, what's the matter? Why have you become such a coward?"

He took the initiative to reach out and patted the mercenary soldier on the shoulder.

However, this seemed to destroy some balance. The mercenary soldier who was originally standing firmly fell back, lost his center of gravity, and fell backwards. With a dull thud, he fell to the ground and turned into a human-shaped object.

Seeing this, the mercenary soldier's face turned pale instantly.

And a faint voice sounded at this time.

"I think he is not a coward, he is just dead."

A voice came from the darkness inside the cabin door.

The mercenary soldier subconsciously turned the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the darkness, but his fingers were trembling and he couldn't pull the trigger no matter what, because he felt that there seemed to be some mythical creature in the darkness that could not be harmed by bullets.

"What do you think?"

In the darkness, a figure slowly emerged.

The next moment, the mercenary soldier seemed to have received great stimulation and was about to pull the trigger, but he stopped abruptly at this moment, and then fell backwards and hit the ground.

"It seems that you are as cowardly as he is."

A ghostly figure emerged from the darkness, grasping the edge of the tilted cabin door and commenting.

Then, he jumped out!

————You disturbed the ghost! The ghost that once wandered in Beika Town!

Chapter 342: Horror Legends in the Dark (4/5)

Flight SKJ865 was hit by submachine gun bullets on its pulleys while taxiing for an emergency landing, causing it to overturn.

Most of the people inside were unconscious, relying on their seat belts to barely maintain their bodies and not fall off the seats. However, there were still some people who were not unconscious.

In the main cockpit, Kyogoku Makoto opened his eyes, covered his head with his hands, and shook slightly.

He was sitting in the co-pilot's seat just now. Because he used too much force on the joystick and his body moved too much during the forced landing, he unbuckled his seat belt in advance. As a result, when the plane rolled over, his whole body hit the plane's dashboard.

Although the dashboard was completely destroyed by this blow, he was only a little dizzy.

"I saw the time..."

Kyogoku Makoto turned his head to look at Captain Kuwatoro, who was in charge of the flight, and for a moment he couldn't understand what the temporary captain was saying.

What do you mean by seeing time? Buddy, we crashed, not died. Did you even make a revolving lantern, or is it simply because the instantaneous load was too great and the body functions were damaged that you had hallucinations?

————Forget it, although he had never met this captain before, the other party's physical fitness was quite outstanding.

Ninety-nine percent of the karatekas in the Mushin-ryu dojo where he learned martial arts were not as physically strong as the mysterious blond man in sunglasses next to him. Even his master was probably inferior to him.

It was just a plane crash. As long as it didn't explode on the spot or fall from a high altitude, the worst that could happen is a short-term coma.

The karate champion adjusted himself to his current position, then stood diagonally inside the aircraft, ready to move towards the first-class cabin to first confirm the situation of his protected person, Suzuki Sonoko.

However, he had just reached the door frame between the cockpit and the first-class cabin...

Well, it's just the door frame, because the iron door was forcibly demolished when he broke into the cockpit. In the plane crash just now, it was directly embedded in the inner wall of the cabin next to it, and it is still sparking.

"Garden..."

Kyogoku Makoto was about to call out to Suzuki Sonoko when he suddenly froze.

Because he saw that in the darkness where nothing could be seen, a silhouette had emerged at some point. That silhouette gave people a very dangerous feeling, as if it could bring a fatal crisis in the next moment.

————On this plane, the only person who could possibly give him this feeling was undoubtedly Yan Shuangying.

As an urban legend in Beika Town, Yan Shuangying's strength had already been experienced when he was at the hospital gate. Now that the other party was in the darkness of the cabin, the sense of threat he brought to him could be said to have increased exponentially!

"Is this the urban legend of Beika Town? The absolute hunter in the darkness... How terrifying."

It's rare for Kyogoku to use the word "horrible" to evaluate others.

However, the next moment, he raised his head and looked towards the cabin door.

A figure holding a submachine gun appeared there. The figure held the cabin door with one hand, leaning forward slightly, as if preparing to enter the cabin of flight SKJ865, but he was fixed in place.

Strands of red liquid dripped down.

Kyogoku Makoto's extremely sharp sense of smell had already smelled the scent of blood, and his gaze was fixed on the blade of the flying knife that reflected a little moonlight. The blood belonging to the warrior seemed to be constantly beating.

He has challenged many masters in Japan and even achieved an unprecedented feat of 400 consecutive victories.

After defeating all his rivals in Japan, he was preparing to fly abroad to challenge martial artists from other countries, seeking ways to further improve his strength. And now Yan Shuangying is showing his terrifying killing ability.

There is no doubt that he is an opponent worthy of his full effort.

However, before Kyogoku Makoto could get excited and call out to Yan Shuangying, the figure of the urban legend had already disappeared from the spot. He grabbed the edge of the cabin door diagonally above with one hand, and disappeared into the cabin the next moment.

————Based on Kyogoku Makoto’s limited understanding of Yan Shuangying.

He guessed that Yan Shuangying should have gone out to deal with the culprits who caused the accident that caused the plane that was about to make a successful emergency landing.

The boiling blood calmed down at this moment.

Kyogoku Makoto thought of Sonoko's incident, and anxiously jumped out of the cabin door, rushing to the first-class seat, looking for the figure that existed in his memory.

"…What…happened?"

Kogoro Mouri, with a confused look on his face, raised his head and looked at the dark interior of the cabin.

He was sleeping soundly, but was suddenly woken up by the pain!

This is outrageous! Isn't this a private flight chartered by the Cosmic Theater? Is this the level of flight control? Or is the shock absorption here truly this poor? Full negative review! Never again!!!

call out----

Kyogoku Makoto's white clothes passed by.

Kogoro Mouri's eyes widened, and the next moment, he exclaimed in surprise.

"What?! It can't be a ghost!"

The exclamation echoed in the dark cabin.

Shuichi Akai, who was originally climbing on the aircraft dashboard, the captain's seat, opened his eyes. Through the broken glass of the aircraft, he could get a little understanding of the situation outside. He was about to unbuckle his seat belt and get up to go to other cabins to find out the situation.

But suddenly I felt a slight pain on my face.

Suddenly, Shuichi Akai reached out to touch his eyes, and found that the face of the disguise mask that originally belonged to Quattroro Banagher was scratched by broken glass fragments, and even the skin underneath was scratched.

Oh, if it weren’t for the disguise mask, I might have been left with scars.

"...That's annoying! Since it's scratched, that means it's time to use the mask, right?"

Shuichi Akai unbuckled his seat belt and took out the half-covered mask given to him by Yukiko Kudo from his arms.

Originally, he didn't plan to wear this mask, after all, it looked a bit strange, but now the face of the disguise mask was damaged, and using this half-covered mask seemed to be able to cover the damaged area.

"Then, let's use the second disguise."

He put on a half-covered mask on his face.

————Char Aznable!

Standing up from the driver's seat, Shuichi Akai turned around to look at the faint moonlight shining into the cabin, then looked at the open cabin door diagonally above, and instantly understood what had just happened.

He wasn't about to let that urban legend fight on its own.

However, before Shuichi Akai could grab the edge of the cabin door and get out, the intense gunfire outside had stopped.

————The enemies had all been dealt with by that man.

It's dawn, I'll touch you all night and make up for it in the afternoon

It’s bad. I’ve been feeling emo since late at night and I can’t overcome it no matter how hard I try… Oh my god, why are negative emotions so bad?

I will make up for the missed updates in the early morning in the afternoon!

Chapter 343 Mobile Operations (5/5)

A black figure appeared on the fuselage of the plane, with its back to the moonlight, and its appearance could not be seen clearly.

However, the mercenary soldiers under the Death Merchant all felt a sense of extreme danger at this moment. It seemed that facing this black shadow whose face could not be seen was like facing a modern war, and their chances of survival were slim.

The Death Merchant's deputy paused and did not continue to approach the cabin door.

He raised his head and looked at the mercenary soldiers who had raised their submachine guns and pointed them at the man in black with alert expressions. His combat experience as a mercenary told him that no matter how powerful the man in black was, he could not survive so many gunshots.

However, the intuition accumulated from the trials and tribulations on the battlefield was giving a crazy warning.

If they attacked the man in black at this moment, the final result would definitely be swift and utter annihilation. Apart from this, there would be no other possibility...

The deputy raised his submachine gun.

However, in this environment, there is almost no cover to avoid bullets. It is like a close combat in a war. Only one side can survive. Therefore, even if his intuition is warning him, he should take action.

"Who are you, this guy?"

The mercenary soldier closest to the man in black asked loudly.

He raised the submachine gun, pointed it at the man in black's body, and put his finger on the trigger.

If it weren't for his instinct giving him a crazy warning, with the crazy personality he gradually developed on the battlefield, he would have probably opened fire and shot this ignorant guy into a sieve!

"Does it matter who I am?"

The man in black's voice was calm.

He was clearly moving on the tilted surface of the plane, and normally he should have adjusted his center of gravity to ensure that he would not fall. However, he walked towards the mercenary soldiers as if he were walking on flat ground.

"I just want to know one thing: who are you? Who told you to attack the plane here?"

Yan Shuangying's eyes were sharp.

He knew very well that because the communication system of flight SKJ865 was completely damaged by lightning, even if there were still killers from the mysterious organization among the passengers on the flight, it would be impossible for them to pass on any information to the outside.

Therefore, in the eyes of the mysterious organization, flight SKJ865 should be an aircraft under their control.