CHAPTER 717: CHAPTER 715: PLEASE RESPECT MY PROFESSION

The thug approached nonchalantly, the knife in his hand dancing around as if he wasn’t the least bit on guard.

At that moment, he suddenly looked towards Lu Xiaobu and his group, frowning, "There are actually some who aren’t afraid of death! Well, if that’s the case, sit down and behave!"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to Lu Xiaobu and his companions.

The knife in his hand, for his mission this time, was nothing but a toy!

He and his partner came with the thought of dying together; thus, as long as it didn’t affect their mission, nothing else mattered to them!

Seeing this scene, Zhang Meng and Li Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

It was good that the attack wasn’t targeted at Young Master; as for the others, well, that was another story.

"Hey, Black Hand, you seem pretty calm, huh!"

The thug sat down in front of the Russian who hadn’t budged, acting like he’d bumped into an old friend.

"From this distance, I can kill you in one-quarter of a second."

The Russian known as Black Hand spoke calmly.

"Of course! I know that! It’s quite an honor for a dead fish like me to be killed by Black Hand within one-quarter of a second!" The thug shrugged, quite self-aware.

Then, he changed the subject, "But we both know, you wouldn’t dare to kill me! If you do, you won’t survive either!"

"Are you sure?" Black Hand spread his hands.

"I’m sure, any escape plan you can think of, we’ve considered it, so stop harbouring any futile hopes," the thug asserted.

"Then tell me, what’s your purpose?" Black Hand countered.

The thug replied, "No purpose, just to kill you."

Black Hand asked, "Then why don’t you do it?"

Thug: "Just savoring the mortal world a bit longer."

Black Hand: "Alright then, enjoy your time. Maybe you can wait for the Death God to come and invite you personally."

Thug: "Oh, Black Hand, you really have a sense of humor. If I didn’t have to kill you, I’d definitely share a big drink with you!"

Black Hand: "Sorry! If you weren’t here to kill me, you wouldn’t be able to see me at all!"

Thug: "Such heartbreaking words!"

Lu Xiaobu listened to their babble from the side, rolling his eyes.

He had indeed heard that Russians deal with things slowly, but he freaking didn’t expect them to dawdle even in killing someone!

And they freaking started chatting!

Is this necessary?!

They had patience, but Lu Xiaobu had run out of patience because of them.

Lu Xiaobu stood up and walked forward.

Zhang Meng followed along, and Li Jin stood behind, guarding Liang Lan and the others.

"Hey, boy, I’d advise you to sit back down, don’t you think?" the thug’s muscles tensed up instantly as he raised the dagger looking at Lu Xiaobu.

"Shut up!" Lu Xiaobu scolded, "Mumbling like a woman! Aren’t you supposed to kill him? Why the hell haven’t you moved?!"

"Ha!?" The thug was dumbfounded.

WTF, what the hell?!

Does this kid from Heavenly Dynasty not know I’m a thug?!

Actually advising me to do it?!

"Ha, your mom!" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped the thug across the face, "Young Master told you to do it!"

"Ha?!"

The thug was staggered by the slap!

He reached up to touch his aching cheek, his mind going blank!

Go to hell! (Of course, Russia doesn’t have this saying, it just means the same thing!)

I’m freaking a thug! A THUG!

Can you show some respect for my profession?! Respect my knife?! Respect the bomb I’ve placed on the plane?!

Black Hand was also dumbfounded!

The whole world knows Russians are the fighting nation!

How the hell did this kid from Heavenly Dynasty turn out to be more domineering than Russians?!

Even Russians wouldn’t dare to slap a thug who had their lives in his hands!

"No! I’m the thug!"

The thug was so stupefied that he actually started arguing with Lu Xiaobu, "If I did it! You’d all be dead!"

"And then what?" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped him again, "Efficiency! Do you know what that means?!"

"You, damn it!"

The young thug almost cried from the slapping!

Of course, it was more out of rage!

You motherfucker have no respect for people!

Black Hand’s mouth twitched!

Hit again?! You motherfucker hit again?!

And you’re talking about efficiency?!

Is this how all you Heavenly Dynasty people’s brains work?!

At a time like this, you’re still discussing efficiency issues?!

Even Death God isn’t as dedicated as you are!?

"Give me the knife, I’ll teach you!"

Lu Xiaobu grabbed the knife from the thug’s hand and pulled back!

Although the thug was stupefied, he wouldn’t let go of the knife that easily.

So, for the moment, Lu Xiaobu couldn’t snatch it away!

"Damn it! Let go when Young Master tells you to!" Lu Xiaobu raised his hand and slapped the thug again!

"Let go! Let go! Let go!"

With each command Lu Xiaobu shouted, he slapped the thug’s face.

The sound was crisp and loud!

Black Hand watched this scene, and his head hurt!

He even felt a bit sorry for the thug!

The poor kid was so confused he was getting slapped silly!

However, he could understand; if their roles were reversed, he would probably be just as bewildered as a thug!

All of this was too motherfucking abnormal!

Scientifically speaking, this is called a traumatic stress response!

The passengers had all gone crazy!

Each one’s mouth twitched!

They watched the scene before them in disbelief!

Has this man gone mad?!

Provoking a thug?!

Does he want to die that badly?!

And at this moment!

"Fuck your mother! You’re asking for it!"

The thug was finally slapped awake, completely enraged, he broke free from Lu Xiaobu’s grip and swung the dagger towards Lu Xiaobu’s throat!

Fuck! You forced this!

A sharp ceramic dagger flashed a streak of white light in the air!

The thug’s eyes were bloodthirsty, and he had a premonition that in the next second, a stream of warm blood would spray from the throat of the Heavenly Dynasty man who dared to humiliate him!

But, while he was fast, someone was faster!

Zhang Meng sprung into action instantly!

A sandbag-sized iron fist, coming from behind yet striking first, brutally hit the thug’s arm!

A "crack" sound echoed!

The thug’s arm broke, twisting into a strange angle!

"Ah!"

The thug’s scream was heard!

"Zhang Meng, shut him up! Hesitant when killing but scream without hesitation when it’s time to shout!" Lu Xiaobu said impatiently.

"Yes!"

Zhang Meng punched the thug in the head.

The thug instantly passed out.

"Master!"

Black Hand watched this unfold, his expression changing!

He hadn’t expected that there would still be such a master on this plane!

In that case, the behavior of this Heavenly Dynasty man also made sense!

The greater the skill, the bolder the moves!

Normal!

But since things had escalated to this point, there was no need to play games anymore. He quickly stood up, beautifully vaulted to the front of the cockpit.

Then, he kicked the cockpit door open!

One second later, he walked out with the thug in tow: "Alright, who knows how to fly a plane?"