Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 495
Chapter 494 Hijacking

If my life is a novel, I am the protagonist of a novel.Then my author must be a street boy who rushes to the street!
This is the most real thought in Mark's heart now.

Mark did not use his real identity to board the plane this time, but used the fake identity provided by S.H.I.E.L.D. As for the two children, they also used fake identities.

In fact, these identities cannot withstand careful investigation, and can be found out with a little tricks. This is false evidence.So that's why Mark didn't give it to these two children.

At that time, there will be a lot of troublesome things.

They will go to Tokyo here. If they use their real identities, it will be extremely detrimental to the future development of these two children.

Mark may not care about these, but now he has the strength to challenge any country.

These two children are different. They can protect themselves for a while, but they cannot protect them forever.

They are not like Yrel, just ordinary people.

If you embark on the road of superheroes, you will definitely be exposed to dangerous things in the future. What can you do if you are in trouble?
However, it was a coincidence that halfway through the flight, a group of hijacking terrorists appeared in the plane.

The key is that these terrorists are very well equipped and well trained.

Mark's small movements were easily discovered by them.This is not to say that Mark is not capable, but that Mark deliberately did not cover up these actions.

If Mark wanted to cover it up, the other party would never notice it.

This is also a kind of temptation to see how far the other side is.

When the entire plane was controlled by these terrorists, they did not start threatening immediately, but took out the photos and began to compare them with the photos.

Coming prepared and with a very specific purpose, it was someone on the plane.

Mark inadvertently saw the photo in their hands. In the photo, it was an old man with gray hair and a rough face. A big beard covered most of his face, and his hair covered a lot.

If the other party cuts their hair a little bit and shaved their beard, it is really difficult to identify them without careful identification.

But like Mark and the two children beside him, these terrorists directly ruled them out.That handsome appearance, coupled with the bright black hair, and the young man who doesn't look like he has a beard, just doesn't match the old guy in the photo.

"Boss, we have searched around, but we still haven't found that old guy." A terrorist in the distance said to the leader.

"Look! That old guy must be on this plane. We have obtained accurate information. The big guy is likely to have dyed his hair. We must compare them carefully, and we must not miss any of them!"

"Yes!"

In the past, those terrorists checked relatively loosely, but now even a child has to raise his face to check carefully.

Another row of people is about to check on Mark's side. Mark and the two children whispered: "Then you two will rush into the toilet quickly, and I will deal with these guys."

"Brother, why don't you let us handle it? We can easily knock down these guys." Piccolo was a little unhappy about Mark's distrust.

"Your power is not fully grasped, it is easy to destroy this plane, are you planning to save no one, and then let this plane crash? Well, listen to me, when the time comes, you will quickly enter the toilet and close the toilet door. Lock it up." Mark whispered here, and it just ended.

The two terrorists in charge of the inspection have come to Mark.

"Hey! Head up." The terrorist yelled at Mark.

Mark raised his head slowly, looked at the terrorist and asked, "What's the matter?"

But in the eyes of some terrorists, Mark's indifference was a bit arrogant.

"Bastard boy, why are you so arrogant?" One of the terrorists looked at Mark with some displeasure, and was about to teach Mark a lesson.

Just as he was about to swing the gun in his hand to hit Mark, Mark grabbed the opponent's wrist.The opponent's other companion was about to draw out his pistol and fire, but Mark didn't give the opponent a chance, he raised his foot and directly kicked the opponent's lifeblood.

The severe pain made the other party unable to even hold the gun, and he knelt down on the ground, wailing continuously.

Although the surrounding passengers were taken aback by Mark's sudden movement, they kept applauding in their hearts.

The robber who was caught with the gun controlled the hand and was about to punch Mark hard, but when the punch hit Mark's handsome face, Mark seemed to be fine.

"Is it fun to fight?" Mark said, the strength of grabbing the opponent's wrist increased a little, only the crisp sound of bones breaking, and the bones of the opponent's wrist had been crushed by Mark.

The severe pain made it impossible for the opponent to swing the next punch he was preparing for, and he couldn't even maintain the hand holding the gun.Mark grabbed the rifle on the ground and bent it easily.

"Did anyone tell you to hit someone harder?"

It was the last sound the terrorist heard.

Mark twisted the neck of the terrorist, and the other terrorist who knelt on the ground and clutched his lifeblood was also doomed.

The terrorists didn't know the news that their two companions had died, and Mark groped for a while on them.

They actually found dog tags that could verify their identities.

Mark looked at the identities on the dog tags and realized that these guys were actually American soldiers... and all of them belonged to the Army. What the hell are these guys doing?What are you preparing for?
Mark looked at the target on the photo again.Mark just glanced at it for a while, and it was a coincidence that he saw the target sitting at the window of the plane and looking into the distance.

Although it is better to say that one thing is worse than one thing less, Mark still wants to know why this old man was targeted by these American soldiers.

Mark smiled and walked to the old man with the photo, and said, "Are you the person in the photo? Now the lives of all the people on the plane are tied to you alone. Can you tell me what they are for?"

The old man thought that he could not understand Mark when he replied to Mark in Japanese, but he did not expect that Mark's Japanese was still passable, and he could still hear the basics.

After all, teaching Japanese with a TB hard drive is no joke.

"So you are just an innocent ordinary person? Do you think this joke is interesting? Old man! Or do you think I am easy to talk. I don't have time to accompany you and waste it here!"

The old man didn't expect Mark to understand what he said, looked at Mark in surprise, and then said in fluent English: "I'm really just an ordinary person!"

Unless Mark is stupid, he will believe the nonsense of the other party, and then grabbed the other party's collar and forced him to ask: "Since you don't want to speak, old man, then I will help you!"

As Mark said, he planned to do something, and the people around did not dare to stop them, but they could clearly see that Mark subdued the two gangsters just now.

Now that Mark shot again, they could only hide aside, not daring to speak.

But the old man grabbed a crystal from his pocket.Even if the crystal is tightly held in the hand, it emits a light that cannot be concealed.

The green light merged into the old man's hand, continuously extending along the blood vessels along the arm, quickly occupying half of his body, and this kind of light also appeared on his face.

Mark felt the power of deja vu from the old guy, and couldn't help but look at the crystal in the old guy's hand.

Xel'Naga Crystal!

A crystal that provides pure energy.He can greatly strengthen the target's body and spirit, quickly shaping one powerful fighter after another.

However, these fighters also have an upper limit, and their strength does not increase infinitely.

These crystals can fully tap all the potential in the body, when it reaches the line.This also means that the potential of their bodies has been thoroughly tapped.

Then it is impossible to become stronger, unless you guide external forces to make it evolve.

Mark seemed to know why the military wanted to arrest him.

In this short period of time, Mark has completed all the possibilities in his brain.

The old guy seemed to think that he could defeat Mark with the idea of ​​getting the crystal, and then wanted to catch Mark back to get himself out of trouble.

However, no matter how hard he tried, Mark's arm remained motionless, as if he was shaking an elephant.

But now his strength can shake even a real elephant.

"Will that tell me honestly now?" Mark asked again.

Seeing the formidable strength of the man in front of him, the old guy finally gave up, and quietly put the crystal in his hand into his pocket, as if he had never taken it out.

Just as the old guy was about to speak, a series of gunshots rang out. The opponent did not use an assault rifle, but an ordinary pistol to shoot.

And in order to reduce the penetration of the pistol, a silencer was added.

Mark opened his right hand, and a psionic energy blocked all the bullets.

Although Mark already knew that these guys were the U.S. Army, it didn't mean that Mark had to show mercy, and these guys were now boarding the plane as terrorists.

Even if Mark killed them, he would be more than guilty. If the U.S. Army wants to trouble Mark, it will have to weigh its own strength.

Seeing that the bullets were useless, these guys planned to fight in close quarters.Then it seems that he didn't see what the old guy looked like when he confronted Mark before.

Thinking that melee combat can suppress Mark by virtue of its numerical advantage.

Mark just wanted to say that their thinking was too young and too stupid.

Mark knocked it into the air with just a wave of his hand, and fainted on the ground.The passengers around couldn't help screaming.

(End of this chapter)