Chapter 12 Ambush on the plane

The Seventh Heavenly King sneered and looked at the phone screen:

"Idiot stuff!"

He looked up at the wind and sand outside Baidi City, and the coldness at the corner of his mouth slowly expanded:

"Xiao Zhan, don't think that the border is in a hurry. If you ask you to come back, you can regroup and make a comeback!"

His hand gently tapped on the table, and countless fine cracks spread out from his fingers on the sandalwood table.

"When you solve the border problem, you will be useless. At that time, where you come from, you will still have to get me back!"

"To us, you're just a useful dog."

...

After getting on the plane, Xiao Zhan looked around and found a seat to sit down. Pan Long followed him and sat next to the former.

Seeing Xiao Zhan's gaze, Pan Long also looked around and asked curiously:

"Longjun, what's wrong?"

Xiao Zhan twisted his neck and said softly:

"Don't fall asleep, wait for warm-up exercises! Give me some cleverness."

Pan Long is not a fool. After hearing Xiao Zhan’s words, he only reacted for half a second, and his eyes stagnated, and then his expression changed, and he suddenly became introverted.

Seeing Pan Long's reaction, Xiao Zhan smiled slightly and nodded in his heart. It seemed that during the three years when he was away, Pan Long did not indulge himself.

The plane took off soon, and a pretty flight attendant walked from the cabin and pushed the cart straight to the two of them:

"Do you two want something to drink? Red wine? Or champagne?"

Pan Long just glanced at the flight attendant and turned around, while Xiao Zhan smiled slightly:

"What wine do you have? Take it out and show me?"

Pan Long looked at Xiao Zhan in surprise, but did not say anything. The flight attendant smiled sweetly, opened the lid on the cart, and took out the iced wine bottle from the freezer.

"This is the 1996 red wine from Weston Winery, Germany. Whether it is taste and color, it is the best batch of the winery so far; this is France..."

The flight attendant took out three bottles of red wine and placed it on the cart for Xiao Zhan to choose. Xiao Zhan nodded thoughtfully and reached out to grab a bottle of wine.

With a clamp and pulling out the slender fingers, he directly stuffed the wine out without using any props.

He smelled it and then smiled:

"Wine is good wine..."

"Of course, this bottle of wine is for you, Longjun. We specially made it from the top wine cellars in China, whether it is..."

The flight attendant smiled sweetly, and before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Zhan's next words:

"What a pity, I want to eat some staple food more than drinking. Didn't you prepare it? Isn't the food served yet?"

The smile on the stewardess' face stiffened for a moment, then his narrowed eyes slowly opened a slit, and a strange light flashed from it.

"Longjun is worthy of being Longjun. When did you notice it?"

Xiao Zhan stretched, then stuffed the wine back, put the bottle in his hand and played with it:

"You discovered it if you didn't get on the plane. Are you the subordinates of those eight bastards? Tsk, it's really disgusting. You're so petty. You're all like a sissy."

The smile on the stewardess' face slowly converged, and a cold feeling slowly emerged:

"Since you want to eat staple food, Longjun must be mentally prepared. After all, the staple food we provide on the plane..."

"But it's a bit hard!"

After saying this, the flight attendant pulled out a piece of steel-made short stick from the freezer and smashed it towards Xiao Zhan.

Seeing this, Pan Long wanted to get up to intercept him, but he felt a whistling in his ears, and something instantly rushed over from him.

Almost at the same time, a crisp sound of glass shattering exploded behind him.

Pan Long looked up and saw that the wine bottle that Xiao Zhan had just held in his hand hit the flight attendant's beautiful face, and it was broken into pieces. The flight attendant didn't even make a muffled groan, and it was so soft that it was on the ground.

Pan Long tskated and shook his head:

"I said Longjun, your opponent is such a beautiful girl. You can do such a ruthless move! It's really..."

Xiao Zhan just said lightly:

"Why? You've suffered a lot in women before, do you think it's too little?"

"Hehe, it's a man's nature! If I could marry a beautiful woman like Miss Yalan like you, I could do such a ruthless move!"

Xiao Zhan was too lazy to talk to Pan Long, and his eyes turned to the other end of the cabin. At this time, the cabin door over there had been opened.

Within his eyesight, more than a dozen people were striking their heads, all of whom were armed soldiers of the Daxia Kingdom.

Pan Long looked at the militants rushing towards him holding various cold weapons in his hand, and smiled evilly. Because Sister Hong was splashing everywhere, it splashed Pan Long all over. The latter dipped it with her hands and wanted to send it to her mouth, but was stopped by Xiao Zhan.

"Do you dare to drink this wine? Is it a waste of life?"

Pan Long looked at the red wine dripping in his hand with pity and shook his head in pain:

"Mom, such a good wine is ruined like this! I must kill you, these evil pens today!"

After saying that, he rushed to the side of the cabin like a meat grinder.

Xiao Zhan was about to set out to help, but he heard a sound coming from the cabin door behind him. When he looked back, he saw more than a dozen militants rushed in.

"It seems that the girl is right. The Twelve Heavenly Kings have indeed prepared a tough dish for us!"

Xiao Zhan moved his whole body, his body as lightning as lightning, and almost instantly rushed to the person in front of the leader.

The soldier raised the steel stick in his hand and wanted to smash it down, but Xiao Zhan directly stuck his arm with one hand, and then his body trembled. With a click, the soldier screamed.

His arms twisted at an angle that made his scalp numb, and the steel stick in his hand also slid down and was picked up by Xiao Zhan.

Xiao Zhan did not stop at all. As soon as he stepped on the handrail of the machine base, he jumped up. With the force of leaping, the steel stick in his hand was like a gust of wind.

Only two clangs were heard, and two of the dozen militants had already fallen to the ground, with blood flowing from their heads and unconsciousness.

Xiao Zhan shook his hand and the steel bar hit one of the people like a bow and arrow. The power was so great that he directly smashed the person backwards.

The fall directly overwhelmed the person behind him, and the two of them instantly rolled into a ball in the narrow cabin.

Just one encounter, nearly fifteen armed men had fallen down in an instant.

Xiao Zhan stood up again, stepping on a big man who was wailing on the ground with one foot, and a long-lost bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
Chapter completed!