Ace of the Dragon Division

720. 718 chapter 719: loading force like Chekhov

After half an hour, I decided that Xu Cheng didn’t come. The people there were a little relaxed. At this time, the staff came over and said sorry: “Hello, because your temporary charter conflicts with our other aircraft routes, so I have to delay. I am very sorry now, then, do you still have to take off?”

The staff members are very professional and smiling. In fact, they don’t know any conspiracy theories. They only receive the high-level willingness to extend the machine. Now they are very professional and come to apologize after opening up. Everything is natural.

“Of course fly, let’s go,” Lin Dong said.

Xu Cheng and Chekhov stood up and said: “There is a detector at the gate, you cover me.”

Chekhov’s intentional moved towards the front.

“Hello, show a few passports to board the plane.” The staff said.

After Chekhov showed it, when he entered the check-in entrance, Xu Cheng was in parallel with him. It was a trip and did not attract the attention of the staff.

Then Lin Dong pushed Lin Chuxue’s bed.

After boarding the crew, Xu Cheng sat down next to the Lin Chuxue bed.

After the plane took off, it was leaving the Swiss airspace for a moment.

There were two men pushing the cart. There was juice and bread on the car. They asked in a very unprofessional tone: “How many juices do you have?”

Lin Dong, Mario, and Chekhov were nervous, Lin Dong was holding Lin Chuxue’s bed tightly, because the service was not a flight attendant, but two men of tall and strong, watching them wear The clothes are clearly out of shape, and the three men are not fools, watching the two staff members with vigilance.

“No need, please don’t bother us.” Lin Dong didn’t want to send the two people out of the box.

After the two men opened a plate, they revealed two daggers from the inside, and moved towards Mario and Chekhov, two combative people attacked the past.

Mario startled, see this person to kill, and then talked about the assassin’s dagger, and the hand was scratched, punching the assassin’s chest.

These two assassins are SS-class, but fortunately the strength is not code R, if it is the latter, I am afraid that Mario has no power at all.

When another assassin stabbed Chekhov with a dagger, he sat there without moving, but the assassin was suddenly less than a metre from the point where he stabbed him. .

The two guys who were operating the plane found that the two companions were actually unable to make two people. After removing the headphones, they moved to support.

When he opened the door of the control room, he saw a colleague’s slamming on the wall and vomiting blood on the spot and died!

Mario also felt that the assassin who attacked Chekhov was actually bombarded. The inertia was more powerful than his punch. He looked back at Chekhov and asked: “What are you special?” When did you have this power?”

Chekhov shrugged his shoulders with his legs: “Do you know what it means to be empty?”

“Does your ultrasound evolve into a spiritual blow?” Mario said with envious face.

Chekhov Hehe continued to force: “Don’t look at me with this girl’s adoring eyes, labor and capital do not engage in foundation.”

At this time, the co-pilot’s assassin pulled out a pistol and directed Mario to shoot directly.

Mario can’t avoid it, only subconsciously use his arm to block the most important part of the face and chest protection, at most, a shot.

Who knows that the bullet did not hit him anywhere, but floated in front of Mario’s eyes.

Mario was shocked: “Yes, Chekhov, your ability is finally not so bad.”

Chekhov smiled bitterly. He used the ultrasound to feel the head of the team and stood in front of Mario to help him catch the bullet casing.

The bullet shell suddenly flew toward the assassin, and the assassin responded quickly and directly.

Another assassin who was bombarded by Mario knew that the most difficult thing was Chekhov, because he could use the spirit to strike, and he aimed at him first, and moved to attack the past.

Mario is ready to protect Chekhov, but the assassin with a pistol interferes with him, constantly moving towards him, and Mario can only put his head into the table and chair to block not being hit by bullets, but he Also worried about looking towards Chekhov, because the assassin has already killed.

Lin Dong pulled off the seat belt and went to the assassin and tried to interfere with him. The assassin opened a dagger and opened a hole in Lin Dong’s arm.

Chekhov shouted: “Small East, let go, let me come!”

Lin Dong and Mario are very much looking forward to his shot. Who knows that Chekhov is sitting on the ground with nothing to do with Erlang’s legs. Originally, the assassin was shocked and narrowed his eyes, thinking that he would enlarge the move. The spirit is tense, and I am afraid that the other side will be a mental blow. Who knows that he is still sitting there, it is completely ignoring and flicking the assassin.

He felt himself being humiliated.

The dagger flung away and moved towards Chekhov to fly over.

Wherever it was rotated in the air, the thick cloth on the seat was cut and smashed, showing how strong its sharpness and assassin’s arm strength.

Chekhov suddenly raised a hand and made a pat on the fly in the air. The dagger was suddenly shot in the air by some sort of thing and fell to the ground.

Lin Dong was shocked.

Mario was shocked.

Really strong !

The assassin blinked a little and felt like a ghost.

Is there really a spiritual blow on this World?

What kind of ghost did I go to fuck?

“Sony!” Assassin yelled, the driver’s seat and a helper took off the headphones and rushed in regardless of the plane.

At this time, there are three assassins, and opposite, only Chekhov and Mario have combat power.

Mario looked towards Chekhov and asked, “Would you like to skydiving?”

Chekhov suddenly stood up, his straight body with an inscrutable body and his hands in his trouser pocket.

“The real big move has begun.”

The two spirits who had seen him attacked the assassin and their faces changed slightly. Some vigilantly took a step back.

And the assassin who just rushed in saw the two companions so embarrassed, suddenly shouted: “Go together to get rid of it, what are you imaginary?”

The two assassins also know that this is not the way to go, and they can’t run without running. The plane is still driving at high altitude, and jumping is just dead. The three reached a tacit agreement and both rushed to Chekhov.

“No one needs to help me!” Chekhov was afraid that Mario would come to help him, and this forced to go on, so he was loudly shouted. In fact, he knew that the head of the team was standing in front of him, and he was so fearless.

Suddenly, one of the hands he stuffed into the bag stretched out, and two assassins were toning up. This was a subconscious instinctive reaction to fear.

Who knows that Chekhov actually took out a cigar and licked it in his mouth, then sat down and lifted his legs, and took a cigarette and took a sip.

Then all the three assassins who had rushed forward fell into the air and slammed into the ground. Everyone smashed Xu Cheng’s punch and all vomited blood.

After Chekhov squinted and vomited a circle of smoke, he said faintly: “I don’t think I can be so forced in my life.”

After Xu Cheng approved him, he shouted: “You sister-in-law will be infected.”

Chekhov coughed with a cigarette, and said with apologetic: “Oh, sorry Brother Cheng, I am over-the-top.”

Then he quickly annihilated the cigarette butt.