What Zhao Jiayan meant when he said wait and see was that when Ling Yizhou came up, he would occupy a powerful position and then push him down!
The last time he fought in the hospital, he didn't fight back, but that didn't mean he was weak. It was because he lacked a reason to fight back last time. In front of Xia Lin, he owed a lot.
But now, there is no need for a reason. If possible, he will push Ling Yizhou down and into the abyss, beyond redemption!
Regarding Ling Yizhou's death at his hands, Zhao Jiayan had already thought about it many times in his dreams.
They are natural enemies.
Ling Yizhou had climbed onto the chassis of their plane and was only three or four meters away from Zhao Jiayan.
"Do you want to jump down by yourself, or do you want me to push you down?" Zhao Jiayan looked at him condescendingly.
Xiao Song over there was overwhelmed by the strong wind blowing into the cabin, and soon he let out a cry.
"Good boy, don't cry." came Ling Yizhou's calm voice.
Xiao Song was suddenly stunned. Hearing this voice, he stared blankly at Zhao Jiayan in front of him, and actually stopped crying.
Xiao Song knew that Ling Yizhou was under this terrible plane. He was afraid that if he cried, Ling Yizhou would be blown away by the wind.
"I choose the third way." Ling Yizhou then replied to Zhao Jiayan's words. After speaking, he jumped suddenly to avoid Zhao Jiayan, broke the glass of one cabin, and jumped onto the co-pilot of the plane with the help of the power of the steel wire from the other end.
"Ah! Help!" Before the pilot could react, he saw Ling Yizhou suddenly appearing in front of him. He was so frightened that he stopped using the control stick. The plane shook a few times and became unstable.
"If you don't want to die, fly the plane well." Ling Yizhou whispered, and then he tried his best to catch Zhao Jiayan's fist.
Very good, Xia Lin is not here, and we can finally let go and have a formal fight.
Ling Yizhou grabbed Zhao Jiayan's fist and threw it towards the side of the open cabin door. Zhao Jiayan didn't expect that he still had such great strength. He staggered and was almost thrown off the plane by Ling Yizhou.
Zhao Jiayan's energy was also completely aroused, and the two of them began to fight hard one after another.
After an unlucky moment, both of them were beaten with serious stains on their faces. There were several times when both of them were about to fall out of the plane, but in the end they managed to maintain their balance.
"Stop fighting." Xiao Song next to them looked at their fierce looks and didn't dare to say it, but still mustered up the courage to say it.
"Stay aside and don't move." Ling Yizhou wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I will take you back to find your mother later."
Xiao Song nodded quickly, "Okay, let's find Mom."
"Hold the railing next to you..." Ling Yizhou saw the dangerous situation and reminded Xiao Song to hold on to the railing to avoid being thrown out of the plane. However, before he could finish speaking, Zhao Jiayan rushed over and punched him again.
With a bang, the last remaining glass window of the plane shattered.
"Ling Yizhou, do you know that you will definitely lose in today's fight?" Zhao Jiayan sneered and reached out to pick up Xiao Song. "You will lose here." He took out a pistol and pointed it at Xiao Song. Song Dynasty.
Xiao Song suddenly saw the black pistol at first glance, and his face turned pale and bloodless with fear.
"What do you want to do?" Ling Yizhou looked at Zhao Jiayan calmly, "I don't believe you have the heart to kill him."
"Really? Then you might as well give it a try." Zhao Jiayan said, putting the pistol directly on Xiao Song's head, his eyes a little crazy.
"He has lived with you for two years, and you brought him up." Ling Yizhou said.
"Really, then should you thank me? In those two years, I loved him more than anyone else." Zhao Jiayan gritted his teeth. It was precisely because of his love for Xiao Song that he now had so much resentment. The son he raised under his roof was not his own, and Zhao Jiayan had a real feeling of being cuckolded.
"The most important thing is that you need Xiao Song to do experiments, so you must let him go." Ling Yizhou said.
"But you don't know, if I do experiments, I can die!" Zhao Jiayan's eyes almost popped out of his head.
"Bang!" Ling Yizhou shot him one step ahead, shooting directly into the hand holding the pistol.
Quickness, accuracy and ruthlessness are the only characteristics of Ling Yizhou's shooting, so this shot can only succeed, not fail. Zhao Jiayan couldn't hold the gun in an instant, and the gun fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Zhao Jiayan let go of Xiao Song with his other hand and wanted to use this hand to pick up the pistol. However, due to the instability of the plane, the plane slid directly out of the range where he could pick it up.
There was another "bang", and Ling Yizhou hit him next to Zhao Jiayan, "If he moves again, it won't be his hand, but his heart or forehead."
Zhao Jiayan lowered his bloody hands and looked at Ling Yizhou fiercely, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.
But after all, he is a few years younger than Ling Yizhou. When fighting with a gun, Ling Yizhou has a greater chance of winning. Just like the pilot in front of him, he couldn't argue with it, "You're so good, why did you pull out the gun!"
Ling Yizhou had already pulled Xiao Song to his side and said to him: "Close your eyes later, don't open them, don't think about anything, I'll take you home."
"Go home? It's not that easy!" At this moment, Zhao Jiayan suddenly took out his second pistol and shot Xiao Song without hesitation.
Zhao Jiayan knew that shooting at Ling Yizhou was useless. Based on the old fox's accurate judgment, he would most likely hide away. But the result of shooting at Xiao Song was different. Not only would Ling Yizhou not hide, he would also take the initiative to pick him up. His gun.
Sure enough, at the critical moment, Ling Yizhou stretched out a hand to block the bullet that hit Xiao Song's face. His palm was immediately pierced. He heard the sound of the bullet penetrating the flesh, but fortunately Xiao Song was fine.
Zhao Jiayan smiled, "Very good, each injured one hand, now it's a tie."
But he didn't expect that the next second, Ling Yizhou would raise his bloodthirsty eyes and shoot him in the chest before he was ready!
Zhao Jiayan used all his strength to dodge the shot and at the same time fired a shot at Ling Yizhou.
In the end, Ling Yizhou's bullet hit Zhao Jiayan's knee, and Zhao Jiayan knelt down on the spot.
Zhao Jiayan's bullet missed, but Ling Yizhou also fell off the plane because of his dodge, grabbing the edge of the plane with only one hand.
Seeing that he was about to fall, Ling Yizhou reached out to Xiao Song with his other hand that had been opened by bullets, a bloody hand, "Good boy, follow me."
Xiao Song looked at his hands, fear written on his face.
"Don't go, Xiao Song. Have you forgotten who took you to the amusement park and taught you how to walk and play chess?" Zhao Jiayan also spoke up.
Xiao Song looked at Zhao Jiayan, who was kneeling on the ground with bloody knees, and didn't know what to choose.