Liu Yanzhi knew Hannibal Cunningham and knew his family background well. In order to make this man disappear, he once rushed to the United States at the anchor point in 1900 to assassinate Hannibal's grandfather George Cunningham, but this time travel mission failed because according to research, Hannibal's real grandfather was George's friend Wilde. On George's funeral night, Lao Wang slept with George's widow, which led to Hannibal's father, the unlucky posthumous son.

Of course, Hannibal Cunningham also knows Liu Yanzhi's background. This Asian, who is not astonishingly beautiful, is the most fierce killer under An Tai, no doubt about it.

Hannibal was a soldier and a veteran Hollywood movie lover. He knew that at this critical moment, he would be seeking death by whining with the enemy, so he did not answer Liu Yanzhi's meaningless question at all and pulled the trigger directly.

The other four people fired their own guns without giving instructions. They used ordinary M1911A1 military version pistols, but the bullets were extraordinary. They were empty-pointed razor bullets made from precision CNC machine tools. The bullet head was sunken in the center and a circle of sharp serrated teeth on the edge. After hitting the human body, it would explode and cut the human internal organs into a pile of bloody and fuzzy things. The power was dozens of times stronger than the Dam bullet.

At such a close distance, Liu Yanzhi's movements could not have been faster than the bullets. In a flash, he was hit by more than a dozen bullets. The other party was still firing continuously. The bullet casing jumped all over the ground. When the cockpit heard a sound, he asked what happened through the cabin call system. No one answered him. Everyone was busy firing, changing magazines, and continuing to shoot.

Liu Yanzhi felt like a liquid robot in "Terminator 2". He was hit by countless bullets but could not die. He just temporarily lost his combat power. The opponent's firepower was fierce, so he didn't even have the chance to draw his gun. Moreover, all the bullets hit him, and no stray bullets penetrated the weak aluminum alloy bulkhead.

Suddenly the cabin door behind him opened, and the debris in the cabin was swept out. Two more two people pulled out the Tomsheng submachine gun. The more hot bullets hit him unsteadily and retreated to the cabin door. In two or three steps, he finally fell out by a backfire onion.

Several people carefully stepped forward and locked the cabin door to death. They sat down and panted. The floor of the cabin was covered with brass bullet shells with four or five caliber, and they slipped when walking.

There were several holes in the bulkhead that were shot through by bullets. Hannibal asked someone to block the hole, took out a cigar, and threw it to each person.

"I have treasured Havana cigars," Hannibal said, "everyone did a pretty job."

Everyone waved their hands powerlessly. Although the fierce battle lasted no more than a minute, they felt that it was longer than a century, and they were exhausted, as if they were fighting a battle.

"What are you doing?" Captain Major Manson rushed over and questioned angrily.

"I will compensate you for a new one." Hannibal said, and he nodded his mouth, and his subordinates presented a thick stack of US dollars. The major glared at them a few times and took the US dollars back.

"Boss, will he fall to death?" A subordinate asked with lingering fear. He had just seen Liu Yanzhi get shot in many guns but still not dead. Fortunately, he was the former Delta special forces that had seen big scenes in Iraq. If he wanted to change to ordinary people, he would have been so trembling that he could not hold the gun anymore.

Hannibal smoked and said, "Even if he didn't fall to death, the sea is below, at least thirty miles from the coast. First, the temperature of the sea water reaches minus five degrees below the coldest time of the year. If he could swim ashore in the cold water with hundreds of bullets in his body, I would regret it and should capture this specimen alive."

Another subordinate smiled roughly: "I hope he can tell the direction of Shanghai in the sea and don't swim to Japan."

Everyone laughed, the atmosphere became much more relaxed, and they could not see the stars and moons in the dark night sea, so it was difficult to distinguish the direction. If they didn't freeze to death, they would be exhausted. Besides, there were sharks in the sea.

Hannibal didn't laugh. He was deeply worried. His sixth sense told him that this person might still be alive.

"Everyone put on the umbrella bag," Hannibal said suddenly.

...

Of course, Liu Yanzhi was not dead, nor did he fall into the cold East China Sea from a height of 5,000 meters. The moment he fell out of the cabin door, he suddenly activated his ability to fly, and his speed was much faster. He struggled in the air like a drowning person, dancing and grabbing the vertical tail of the plane.

He couldn't feel how many bullets he had been hit on his body, but he felt that he was getting colder and the transport plane was still climbing. The C97 was called a stratosphere cargo ship, which means that this cargo could fly in the stratosphere. The stratosphere was ten kilometers away from the ground, which was 10,000 meters high. The temperature was extremely low, usually minus 40,000 degrees Celsius.

Liu Yanzhi's whole body was covered with frost, his hair and eyebrows turned white, and his B3 flight suit became quite hard. The only benefit of the low temperature was that the blood on his body was frozen. He grabbed the vertical tail and rested for a long time. The air in the same temperature layer was thin and there was not enough oxygen, so he would not be able to recover for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Liu Yanzhi finally felt less painful. He reached out and groped out bullets. The razor bullets hit him did not play the role they should do, but were embedded in flesh. However, a few of them hit the face caused great damage. He had no mirror in his hand and could not see his honor, but it must be very terrifying.

Gradually, his body was not so cold. He felt the blood in his body warming up. Wherever he went, his tight muscles relaxed and the ice slithers on his hair dissolved.

It's time to take revenge, but he doesn't panic. He wants to enjoy the scenery of the same stratosphere again.

The scenery you see at a height of 10,000 meters above the ground is unimaginable and magnificent. In front of you is a huge and arc-shaped earth. Looking up, it is a vast universe.

After enjoying the beautiful scenery, Liu Yanzhi began to act. He walked slowly along the fuselage, easily climbed towards the cabin door, pulled out the door handle, pulled it hard, and pulled it down. He threw it away casually, and the cabin door disappeared into the air.

The cabin quickly lost pressure, the fault light in the cockpit lights on, and a red alarm! The cabin door opened at a high altitude, which is extremely dangerous.

Hannibal and his men grabbed the net rope on the bulkhead to avoid repeating Liu Yanzhi's mistakes. All the unfixed items in the cabin flew out like snowflakes. The outside was a dark night sky, which was so dark that it was creepy.

The dead Liu Yanzhi slowly climbed into the cabin door. He seemed to be swimming in a vacuum, not affected by the violent air flow around him at all. Several Americans were astonished and frightened as if they had seen a ghost, and even forgot to draw out their guns.

The plane was swiftly diving, lowering its height, and the nose tilted downward, everyone's bodies rose up, and there was another burst of ghosts and wolves howling.

Liu Yanzhi didn't say anything, and went forward to grab one person and threw it out of the cabin. Then the second one, the man grabbed the rope with one hand and pulled out the gun with the other. Before he could open the security, the pistol was snatched by Liu Yanzhi and shot him in the stomach. This was called using his own way to treat the person's body. The razor bullet hit the abdomen, and twelve sharp metal blades flew out in a swing, and the internal organs were instantly messed up, and then they were thrown out by Liu Yanzhi.

In this way, the four people were thrown out of the plane by Liu Yanzhi. The last one was Hannibal. He was a smart man and he jumped out by himself without Liu Yanzhi's actions.

Hannibal was calm and calm. He quickly judged that Liu Yanzhi had his unestimated superpowers. This guy's survival ability exceeded the limit of human beings, and he was very revengeful. He obviously had the ability to kill or capture everyone, but he did not do that, but used the same means to retaliate like a child.

Therefore, jumping out by yourself is the best choice. The limit of skydiving is 7,500 meters, but that is when wearing an oxygen mask and a cold-proof suit. However, if you don’t jump out on your own, the outcome may be even worse.

Hannibal jumped out and quickly pulled out the parachute.

Liu Yanzhi looked through his head and observed that there were a few umbrella flowers blooming below. These guys had already taken the parachute back on their backs, but it was not a problem. Below was the vast ocean. Even if they landed safely on the sea surface, there were cold and sharks waiting for them. If you really have the ability, just swim to Japan in the sea water of minus ten degrees Celsius.

This huge wooden box was fixed in the cabin. Liu Yan punched it and smashed a big hole. Look inside, it was yes, it was a dragon ball.

"What's going on!" Major Manson shouted impatiently. He thought the restless guests were making fun of the flowers again. He lowered the plane to a height of 5,000 meters and came to check it. The situation on the scene scared him silly. All the five guests were gone, and the cabin door was gone. A guy covered in blood stood in the cabin.

Liu Yanzhi waved his pistol: "Now I am the captain."

Major Manson slowly raised his hand. He was a pilot, not an airborne, and had no courage to fight the hijackers.

Liu Yan directly took charge of the plane, and he ordered Manson to turn the direction and return to China.

"The general will kill me." Major Manson muttered. The plane was seriously damaged and did not fly according to the scheduled route. All of these could be passed, but it was impossible to justify it when hijacked. He had to go to military court.

"I can kill you now." Although Liu Yanzhi's English level is not good, his regular conversation is still fine.

"Okay, listen to you."

The plane returned to China and took an hour to come to Shanghai. Liu Yanzhi asked Manson to fly the plane to hover twice at the Bund.

At Huizhong Hotel, Dang Aiguo heard the roar of the engine in the air, and immediately jumped up from the bed and rushed to the window to look at it. Sure enough, an extremely large silver transport plane was hovering in the air.

After returning from the airport, Dang Paiguo was worried that the killers would not give up, so he switched to Huizhong Hotel to spend the night, thinking about returning to Ori tomorrow, but Liu Yanzhi hijacked the flying plane back.

"Yanzhi did a pretty job!" Lei Meng also jumped up and shouted excitedly.

"He is sending us a signal." Dang Paiguo Road, "Hurry up and turn on the radio."

Lei Meng hurriedly turned on the special radio, which could listen to the radio in all frequency bands and calls and conversations from all radio stations. He quickly adjusted to the band commonly used by the US Air Force.

Sure enough, Liu Yanzhi's voice came from the radio: "The goods have been received, I'll wait for you in the old place, I'll wait for you in the old place."

"He got it!" Dang Aiguo reached out to slam the thunder and slammed his hand to celebrate.

It was three o'clock late at night, and almost all people in Shanghai were awakened by this ultra-low-altitude US transport plane.
Chapter completed!