There was a "click".
When Fan Jianming walked to the white man, almost everyone beside him heard a sound of broken bones.
They were shocked, and immediately turned their gazes from the white man to Fan Jianming's face. Fan Jianming's face was circled, but the white man screamed.
Originally stretched his leg to trip Fan Jianming, but he didn't expect Fan Jianming to kick his calf directly, and the white man hit the back of the chair in front of him.
When Fan Jianming was walking backwards, he saw that everyone around him focused on the white man.
He didn't notice any roadblocks in front of him, so he immediately noticed that it was very likely that the white man was going to make trouble.
And by looking at the appearance of those Westerners, you know that the white man was not sent by someone to make trouble for him.
If it is, other people certainly don't know what he is going to do.
Obviously, these Westerners carry the envy, jealousy and hatred of the Easterners, and they must want to make themselves embarrassed.
With Fan Jianming's skill, of course, he can choose any way to avoid that white man's leg.
But he chose the cruelest way.
It's not because of anything else. When I think that there are many Eastern compatriots living in the West, everyone can live in harmony with the vast majority of Westerners.
But there are these few Westerners who not only hate the rich, but also have racial discrimination. If you don't teach these guys well, they will be even more unscrupulous in the face of their compatriots in the future.
Therefore, Fan Jianming did not evade, nor did he jump over. He just hit the guy's calf as a kick.
The white man screamed "Ah" and suddenly stood up when he hit the back of the chair in front of him.
But he seems to have forgotten that the leg he gave birth to has been broken, and he can't bear the force at all.
"Ouch-" there was another scream.
The white man who wanted to stand up and argue with Fan Jianming, stepped on the empty foot and fell directly into the aisle.
The people around didn't realize what was happening, they raised their heads and looked at the white man lying on the ground.
After hearing the screams, Elena also got up and stood on the aisle.
At this moment, the black man stood up and walked towards Fan Jianming without saying a word.
Fan Jianming looked at the white man lying on the ground and felt someone turned towards him
After leaving, as soon as he turned his head, I saw the black man waving his fist and hitting his face without saying a word.
The passengers around were dumbfounded.
They didn't expect the speed of the black people to be so fast, and they didn't even have time to scream.
"Pop—click!"
"what--"
The three beeps sounded almost less than a few tenths of a second apart, and the people next to them heard it as if they were thinking of it at the same time.
"Snapped--"
When the black man's fist was almost focused on Fan Jianming's face, Fan Jianming waved his fist and directly met his fist.
This sound was made when two fists collided.
"Kacha!"
When the two fists met, the black's knuckles were crushed, and the elbow joints were also subjected to a huge impact. The white bones had broken through the skin, and had been exposed from the knee joints, blood flowing.
"Ah--" It was the screams from the black man.
Fan Jianming walked toward the back without squinting his eyes, looking particularly dragged and cold!
The surrounding customers turned their eyes from him to the white and black men, two big men, one black and one white, lying on the ground less than one meter apart and yelling in pain.
Upon seeing this, the stewardess immediately took out the first aid kit.
A Westerner next to him actually whispered to the flight attendant: "The Easterner who just sat in front is a ****, you should call the police."
The stewardess was taken aback.
****, you won't be hijacked, will you?
She turned and walked forward, preparing to report the matter to the captain. Elena suddenly stood in front of her, took out the ID card of the Western Intelligence Bureau, showed it to the stewardess for a while, and said: "We are executing Order, those two guys are fine, don't pay attention to them. Tell them that they are messing up, and let them stay in jail for the rest of their lives."
After seeing the ID card, the stewardess immediately returned it to Elena, turned around and walked towards the white and black people, helped them sit on their seats, and wrapped them up without saying a word.
Just now the person asked incomprehensibly: "Miss, why didn't you call the police?"
The flight attendant said: "You are asking for trouble. I read his credentials. They are agents of the Western Intelligence Agency and are performing an important task."
"what?"
Everyone looked at each other.
The white man said angrily: "What about the Western Intelligence Bureau?
Well, aren't they using our taxpayers' money? "
The flight attendant said: "The female agent asked me to tell you that they are performing an important task. If you hinder them, you can only spend the rest of your life in prison."
What the hell!
It turns out that they are performing a task, no wonder they two are doing it for a long time to confuse others?
The white man covered his legs with two hands, and the black man covered the other with one hand, and the two looked at each other, looking like crying without tears.
When Fan Jianming came back from the bathroom, no one dared to look at him. After he walked over, those people stared at him for a long time, then looked at each other.
In silence, they used their eyes to communicate: This little oriental guy is not amazing, he is actually an agent of the Western Intelligence Bureau? And the Kung Fu is terribly high!
Two big men, one white and one black, ask for hardships. Fan Jianming also taught others a lesson. Don't underestimate the Orientals, otherwise, they will pay a painful price.
After Fan Jianming sat down, Alina gave him a blank look: "Those people are ordinary people, why are you making such a cruel hand?"
Fan Jianming ate bread and drank a drink, glanced at Elena and said: "This is not your rhythm. In front of them, acting as if you have never seen a man before, of course will arouse their envy, jealousy and hatred."
Elena shrugged and looked innocent.
Fan Jianming continued: "And look at those guys. I look down on the Orientals from the bottom of my heart. If I talk to them, they must be endless."
"So you just want them to remember?"
After speaking, Elena gave him another kiss.
Fan Jianming shook his head and said with a smile: "If you get off the plane, if you show up like this on the road, I'm afraid that people on the street will come and surround me."
Elena smiled sweetly and pinched his face: "Then you can raise your eyebrows for the Easterners again!"
Fan Jianming pinched her leg: "Stop it!"
"Oh, Mygod!" Elena screamed softly, and then leaned on Fan Jianming's shoulder and chuckled.
She suddenly felt that when she and Fan Jianming were together, it was the happiest time in life.
(End of this chapter)