Chapter 865 Her Voice

She fired several shots in a row in horror, but the result was the same. Those bullets were just like being hit by evil. When they came to Mu Linche, they fell straight down as if they had hit an iron wall.

She still wanted to continue shooting, but there was no more bullets in the gun, and she was about to change the magazine. The next second, Mu Linche was in front of her. She slapped her gun with one palm, grabbed her neck, and pushed Lin Zekai. To the side, he threw another bottle of medicine to him.

Lin Zekai breathed a sigh of relief, took the bottle, and ate one without asking a question. In the next second, he felt an itch on his injured arm, and subconsciously avoided the passengers who finally had the courage to peek at them. He checked the wound and was surprised to find that his wound had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye! !

In less than a minute, his wound has completely stopped bleeding, and even the flesh has regrown. It seems that there is no difference at all except that it is a little tenderer than the surrounding skin, it is like no injury!

Looking at his arm, Lin Zekai rejoiced in his heart: Fortunately, fortunately, it was a penetrating injury! If the bullet is still in it, he will take the medicine, and when the wound is healed, he will have to self-mutilate and take out the bullet once.

Turning her head, Lin Zekai looked at Mu Linche. Mu Linche pinched the flight attendant's neck. She wanted to resist, but she soon discovered that the strength of the person in front of her was so terrifying that she couldn't even breathe. , didn't even have the strength to resist, just grabbed his hand and wanted him to let go of him

Lin Zekai's eyes widened, feeling that something was wrong with his young master, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master?"

Mu Linche hadn't completely lost his mind. After all, the night of the full moon was still far away, which was why he chose this time to go to the United States, and Yuan Jingchu was also very relieved.

Anyway, before the full moon night came, his affairs were finished, and he had no time to return to Yuan Jingchu.

"Master?! Calm down a bit"

Lin Zekai became a little worried. Looking at the eyes of the people around him, he was afraid that these people would regard his young master as a robber. After all, he seemed to have a bloody feud with the flight attendant.

If the opponent was shot in one shot, no one would doubt it.

However, Mu Linche was still a little out of his mind. Lin Zekai was a little nervous. He suddenly thought of something. He subconsciously took out the recording pen and played the voice of Yuan Jingchu, who was delivering the meal, which he had accidentally recorded before: "Lin Che?"

Almost immediately, the terrifying aura around Mu Linche's body slowly dissipated, and his eyes became clear again. He looked to the side and seemed to think that Yuan Jingchu had really appeared. The next second, he saw the recording in Lin Zekai's hands. Pen

He glanced at Lin Zekai coldly. He dropped the flight attendant who was about to suffocate. The flight attendant slid to the ground with a "bang" sound, and there were five fingerprints of Mu Linche on his neck.

Mu Linche frowned and glanced at the passengers who were secretly looking here. Those passengers immediately shrank their necks and turned their faces away.

The next second, he waved his hand, and his fingerprints and five fingerprints on the flight attendant's neck disappeared instantly.

It was not the first time that Lin Zekai saw this magical technique, but he was still amazed by it.

"Watch this way."

Mu Linche left a sentence and quickly went to the cockpit.

Only the most difficult one remains.

Ask a flight attendant to help open the door of the cab. As soon as Mu Linche entered, he was attacked by another robber!