At that time, Maria looked at the back that was not wide but steady enough. At that moment, she seemed to know why heroes often save beauty in the movie, and it is always regarded as a classic and will not be outdated.

Because just as everyone pushed her out, the only person pulled him behind him. At that moment, the not-wide shoulder helped her block all the malice in the world. This person pulled her out of the abyss of despair and allowed her to see a bright light of dawn.

"You're going to kill everyone, stupid stuff!"

"Don't you know which is more important, life or woman? If you protect her at this time, everyone will die!"

"Friend, you don't need to be stubborn about this woman. Let it go. After you survive, I will give you ten beauties of this level!"

The harsh words drowned Maria like a tide. She seemed to be about to be dragged into the bottomless abyss of despair again. Her whole body was trembling with anxiety.

"Those are speeches of the weak, I am the Bulvo who can beat a hundred people alone." Freckled young smiled and turned back to the indignant crowd, "Yes, I'm talking about you, you are all weak."

This sentence undoubtedly looked like a meteorite hitting the pond, arousing people's even more turbulent anger. In an instant, they turned their fingers from Maria to this shameless freckled young man.

In an instant, Bulvo was criticized by thousands of people.

But then, the warhead with a speed breaking through the sound barrier attacked the crowd in a strafing posture. Bulvo protected Maria behind him with a reaction force far beyond ordinary people. The crowd standing in the first row fell down like wheat harvested by an invisible sickle.

"Damn, we are hijacking. Can you respect me?" The terrorist boss cursed, and he glared at the noisy crowd with a gun.

But his series of strafings obviously had a counterproductive effect, more like stabbing a hornet's nest. The crowd became even more panicked and chaotic, and screams came one after another. No one wanted to become the next dead soul under the evil gun.

"Sir, you are injured!" In the chaos, Maria saw that Burwo's shoulder was shot and the wound was bleeding.

But Bulvo seemed to have not heard Maria's cry or felt his shoulder injury. He walked towards the boss of the gun with a cold face.

"Sir, don't go! They have guns, and your wound is still bleeding!" Maria pulled Bulvo's sleeve, she raised her legs and pulled off her stockings to stop Bulvo's bleeding as temporary gauze.

"No, woman..." Bulvo said to Maria coldly, but when he met Maria's delicate face and innocent expression, the next stern words could not be said.

So he picked up Maria and threw her to the little fat man, "Fat pig, protect this woman."

Wright patted Maria on the shoulder and said playfully, "Don't worry about that guy Bulvo, he can really hit a hundred people alone."

"But this guy is really quarrel. He is talking about something beautiful woman, and he is completely uninterested in this flight attendant, and he is rushing forward than anyone else." Wright murmured in a low voice.

"Ah, what are you talking about?" Maria asked, Wright's voice was too small and she couldn't hear it clearly.

"I'm saying, do you want to be my sister-in-law?" Wright's fat little face grinned.

"Ah..." Maria exclaimed, and two blemishes of redness floated on her delicate and beautiful face.

She doesn't mind...

Facts proved that Bulvo was really strong. Three adults holding three Uz submachine guns could not pose a great threat to him in serious condition. The battle ended in less than a minute. The sharp scalpel cut the throats of the three terrorists, and the wounds were neat and deep. The accuracy was like a work of art in the medical world. The gurgling blood oozed out from the throats like three small red waterfalls. Bulvo felt it was very ornamental.

Compared to the three terrorists who were killed by one knife, Bulvo, who calmly wiped the bloodstain of the scalpel after killing, looked more like an experienced killer.

"I said it a bit earlier, Bulvo is very strong... Hey, why don't you listen to people!" said Wright, but Maria ran out by herself.

After witnessing a unilateral massacre of three submachine guns with a slap-long scalpel, everyone treated the freckled young man as a plague god and a freak, and they shrank towards the tail of the cabin and avoided it.

Maria was the only one who came to Burwo against the abortion.

"Are you okay, sir?" Maria said worriedly.

"You are caring about me?" asked Bulvo.

"I'm worried about you, sir." Maria's big eyes looked at Burwo.

"Women also worry about people?" Bulvo asked with a frown.

Maria laughed. Her two talking eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, covering her mouth and said, "What you say is no different from women and men, it is not as terrible as you think. But you are really cute!"

cute?

Burwo quickly turned his head, and his freckled face turned red. Maria pulled off her black stockings and wrapped them around Burwo's shoulders as gauze.

"It's a waste of time." Bulvo left his arrogant sentence and returned to his position.

"Bulvo, the beautiful girl who came to the door!" Wright looked at Maria who was looking at this side and refused to look away, and urged her wildly.

Bulvo closed his eyes, his lips trembled, and he didn't say anything in the end.

But just now, Maria's beautiful and delicate face and playful tone couldn't escape from his mind, and the girl's body fragrance came from time to time on the stockings on his shoulders.

Bulvo's quiet state of mind was rippled with ripples.

...

"Mr. Burwo, are you leaving?" The flight stopped at Seoul Airport, the capital of South Korea, and Maria caught up with the figures of the Bulwo and the two who were about to leave.

"Is there anything else?" Bulvo asked, turning his head.

"It's okay... I just want to say that I really thank you this time!" Maria said with her head down.

"I received it, goodbye." Bulvo pulled Lait and walked forward quickly.

"Sir!" Maria looked up again and shouted.

The black stockings wrapped around her shoulders were still wrapped around her and she was not taken off. Her mind was full of the freckled young man when she looked at her. No man had ever seen her with such eyes. In the past, men looked at her with only lust, possessiveness and desire, but his eyes were clumsy, sincerity and shy.

Bulvo did not turn his head, but pulled Wright away faster.

In the crowded airport, Maria shouted at their departure back.
Chapter completed!