But he was no match for Gu Ji. He twisted around and swung his right fist out like lightning, like a giant ax used to chop trees and wood. There was a loud bang, and then a click, and Riddle's jaw was dislocated.

, slumped down on the seat, and his whole cheek was swollen.

Seeing the fight breaking out here, the flight attendant Betty immediately gave up her Middle Eastern curly hair, and then got up and followed the bald air marshal.

He has two more chances.

The landmines fell to the ground in the smoke and dust raised by the tires, like a blurred mosaic, and quickly disappeared.

"Who are you……"

Watching them approach the [Poison Needle Trap].

"My name is Yassen. I am a flying enthusiast and have taken flights served by you before."

Gu Ji rushed forward, raised his hand and grabbed the laptop on the small table.

"Are you working?"

"The steward, he suddenly came over and asked this gentleman some questions, and then suddenly snatched his computer and even beat him!"

Ignition, brake, and reverse gear.

Seeing the blond stewardess coming to Betty in a panic with US dollars, he instantly had an idea, raised his computer and shouted:

"Mr. Police, I attacked him for a reason. I found that this man and the man in sunglasses sitting in front of the economy class were acting very suspiciously. After some questioning and grabbing the computer, I discovered that these two men were criminals and were probably conspiring.

Prepare to hijack!"

Gu Ji endured the severe pain, but the strap of the AR-15 rifle on his chest had been burned off. He didn't know where to throw it, so he could only grit his teeth and fumble around his waist, looking for the Glock pistol.

The leaves were falling, and the white Pajero off-road vehicle had been turned upside down by the explosion. The frame was completely deformed and twisted. It was burning with raging fire. There was a faint figure, and there was a charred figure, which seemed to have failed to get out of the car in time.

Betty escapes.

No wonder this kid knew so clearly about the drug cartel. He might have been an accountant or a lawyer. After Klika was assassinated by the Unabomber gang, he secretly escaped from the company with the backup account books and was not caught by the FBI.

That's right.

"Mr. Yasen, they shouldn't be able to catch up this time, right?"

"Hello sir, we have prepared 7-Up, Coke, orange juice, tomato juice, coffee, tea and water for you. What do you want to drink?"

The situation was urgent at that time, and Gu Ji counterattacked completely instinctively. He never thought that he would accidentally strike so hard.

Gu Ji opened his mouth, but his throat was filled with hot blood. He tried to swallow, looked at the circle of drug dealers standing in front of him, grinned, revealing the bloody teeth inside, "From your mother's skin."

In the swallow..."

Gu Ji squeezed through one step ahead.

Gu Ji originally wanted to use the name "7472" and forcibly remind the captain that there was a terrorist attack and not to eat, but that didn't work now.

Until now, Gu Ji still can't figure out why the drug cartel wanted to kill the captain. Could it be that the captain was once a retired pilot of the Air Force Special Forces? Was he afraid that he would stop the hijacking?

Unexpectedly, the last person to follow was Betty.

So, if the captain's death could be prevented in advance, maybe he could come up with some better ways to make an emergency landing of the plane safely and smoothly to a nearby airport.

Passengers who knew the inside story took the initiative to stand up:

[Number of civilian deaths on current flights: 17/30]

Gu Ji ran to the car to avoid the shooting. With a whoop, he opened the door and jumped into the cab.

In mid-air, he quickly retracted his knees and curled up into a ball, covering his head and face with his arms.

Bang, Gu Ji fell heavily to the grass on the dirt road, and rolled quickly to the side. The friction between the branches and the soil was roughly tearing his clothes and skin apart, but he didn't stop before he could.

"Hey sir, the flight attendant is calling you!"

"What job?"

That black-haired flight attendant in business class?

She didn’t seem to have any unusual behavior in the last round...

Food poisoning!!

"Fake! Don't you have eyes? My clothes are very expensive!"

Several nearby passengers exclaimed, and in an instant, the eyes of the entire cabin were attracted.

Betty glanced back secretly, her eyes widened in curiosity, thinking it was some kind of weapon that Gu Ji had found from the previous drug dealers.

A picture of food scattered all over the cabin suddenly appeared in front of Gu Ji's eyes.

A piercing scream roared from above.

Obviously, my luck is not very good this round. The power mark is practical, but it is the lowest level after all, and its use is limited in the empty level.

There were no wounds on the surface of the captain's body, only bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the blood spattered onto the center console of the aircraft. This behavior was very similar to the characteristics of death from hemolytic poisoning.

This person is very critical. Not only does he carry a microwave device that can destroy radios, but he may also hide other destructive weapons. He will always look for opportunities to contact drug trafficking groups. If this point is not solved, there will always be a huge hidden danger;

What’s even more frightening is that this person hides very deeply;

Whether it was the death of the man in sunglasses, Gu Ji's suggestion to go out to find communication support, or the last time the drug dealer attacked the passengers, he was never exposed. Was he not afraid of being accidentally beaten to death by any drug dealer?

"Ah!" Betty screamed in fright.

[Subject to physiological conditions...]

Arriving at the quarrel between the short-haired stewardess and the Middle Eastern curly hair, the flight attendant Betty had just heard the commotion and was opening the curtain of the business class partition to come over.

Perhaps because he was worried that Gu Ji's muscles were too big, he kept his right hand on the gun handle. As long as he dared to make the slightest movement, he would draw the gun without hesitation.

"Hitting someone!"

The rear of the car swung backwards, and the front of the car was pulled out of the bushes.

As early as the early 1980s, an accident almost occurred due to the issue of airplane meals. At that time, the airplane meal provided included tapioca pudding. Because corresponding hygiene measures were not taken for this food, the crew members all appeared.

Poisoning situation.

No need to think about it, it must be those drug dealers.

"Ahem..."

"Get in the car! Get in the car quickly!"

"Get down!" Gu Ji stretched out his hand and pressed her under the glove box. His back also slid down. He stepped on the accelerator with his right foot and looked through the rearview mirror. He saw seven or eight drug dealers in the jungle.

Cursing angrily, he chased after her like a pack of wolves released from a hungry prison.

The pain almost made him faint.

Gu Ji couldn't care about that much at the moment.

Riddle immediately changed his face, or maybe he wanted to use the crew members to protect himself. He pointed at Gu Ji and wanted to shout, but because his jaw was dislocated, whenever he opened his mouth, his facial features were so painful that he was distorted and could not speak at all.

"Sir, according to the International Civil Aviation Safety and Security Regulations, you have been suspected of violently endangering flight safety. I am now controlling you in accordance with the law. Please cooperate!"

A fat man wearing a bulletproof vest, with curly gray hair and a beard angrily scolded the young man who kicked him and fired the gun. He seemed to blame him for shooting indiscriminately, and then asked the man next to him who was wearing black eyeliner.

But the game only gave him sixteen minutes in the airplane scene. It was simply unrealistic to want to dig into each of the 107 passengers in such a short period of time.

The more common ones are various types of snake venom, such as American spearhead vipers, African tree snakes, etc. However, snake venom is essentially protein and must come into contact with blood to exert its toxic effect, which is very restrictive. There are also potassium cyanide commonly used in movies and animations, and

Perfect assassination weapons: ricin and more.

Gu Ji glanced in the direction of the cabin through the gap in the door curtain.

"ah--!"

The landmine exploded instantly, and hundreds of poisonous needles shot out in all directions like thousands of arrows from an ancient army.

Boom!

While the car was turning around, Gu Ji took out the [Poison Needle Trap] mine from his pocket with his left hand, pressed the start button and threw it out the window.

Could it be that there was someone else who killed the pilot?

Gu Ji frowned and carefully recalled all the details of the second week's cab.

No matter which link, time is calculated in hours.

At this time, rapid footsteps came from the jungle.

Quint Blanchard (Holy Prayer Group), M26 grenades*300, M72A7 rocket launchers*50, transaction amount: 10.75BTC, remittance address ERC20;

"Why does the content of this form look familiar?"

This time seems to be plenty.

He scratched his hair irritably and turned around. Betty was still apologizing to Middle East Curly, while the freckled girl Chloe looked on with disdain, not hiding her disgust for Curly.

With a click, he kicked the door open with his hands and feet. Under Betty's shocked eyes, he jumped out of the speeding car without hesitation.

"Hey! Hey! What are you doing to grab my computer!" Riddell became anxious instantly. He stood up and was about to snatch it back, but was pushed back by Gu Ji, his eyes filled with ferociousness: "I'm warning you! I'll tell you what you did.

We all know! Don’t challenge my tolerance!”

"Hello, Chief Purser Betty, I would like to ask, do the cab crew members have the same meal time as us?"
To be continued...