Strongest Medical Saint

The bald man pointed the dagger in his hand at Tian Li, his face full of amusement as he said, "You're a retiree from the Secret Troops? Today, I just happen to feel like stretching my muscles."

The long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess were terrified to the point of losing their color, but seeing the old man on the ground with blood constantly flowing from his arm, they found the courage from somewhere to stand up at this time.

"What did this elderly gentleman do to displease you? He poses no threat to you at all," the long-legged air hostess said forcefully, trying to remain calm.

The busty air hostess found a first aid kit, wanting to bandage the old man's wounded arm.

Standing behind the bald man were two brawny men, their muscles looking as if they were about to explode, one with a blind eye on the left, and the other with extremely dark skin.

The one-eyed muscle man and the dark-faced muscle man licked their lips, their eyes sparkling with a certain crazy desire as they looked at the long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess.

The one-eyed muscle man said to the bald man, "Brother Zhao, the brothers have been abstaining for the sake of today's plan for several days now, and since these people won't be able to go back alive anyway, why don't we indulge ourselves on the plane?"

The dark-faced muscle man nodded in agreement, "Brother Zhao, I can't wait. Look at these two chicks, one with such enticing legs, and the other like a milk cow."

After glancing at the long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess, the bald man said indifferently, "You can indulge, but first we need to get everyone under control, and then you can play as long as you want."

Upon hearing this, the dark-faced muscle man and the one-eyed muscle man blocked the path of the long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess with excitement on their faces.

The one-eyed muscle man laughed and said, "Ladies, just bear with it for a bit longer, we'll make sure you enjoy yourselves soon."

The long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess, of course, knew what the men meant, and being blocked, they couldn't help the elderly man bleeding from his arm.

The bald man refocused his attention on Tian Li. He had targeted the elderly man next to him initially as a warning to the others, to take control of the situation.

"That guy from the Secret Troops who's retired, come and have some fun with me," the bald man sneered.

The long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess looked at Tian Li with anticipation. Although they had thought Tian Li was bragging just now, in such a situation, they really hoped that everything Tian Li said was true.

Distracted by the two air hostesses just now, Tian Li suddenly felt like he had narrowly escaped, and now seeing the bald man eyeing him again, he couldn't care about his pride. Ignoring the expectant looks of the air hostesses, he said with a trembling voice, "I indeed have some association with the Secret Troops, but I was only a doorman there."

The faces of the long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess showed disdain. Did such a person even deserve to be called a man?

Finally, someone in the first-class cabin couldn't stand it any longer. A man in his thirties, still reasonably robust, stood up, "Everyone, what are you waiting for? They have only three people in first class; do we need to be afraid of them?"

Just as the middle-aged man's words had ended, the bald man's figure charged out. His speed was very fast, clearly that of someone specially trained.

Before the middle-aged man could react, the dagger in the bald man's hand had already pierced into the man's abdomen.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Puchi!" went the sound.

As the dagger was pulled out, warm blood gushed from the middle-aged man's stomach, and he, clutching the wound, slowly fell to the ground.

The women in the first-class cabin screamed one after another as they witnessed this scene.

The long-legged air hostess and the busty air hostess surprisingly didn't scream but their complexions grew even paler.

"I remember saying earlier, don't make me angry," the bald man licked the blood off the dagger.

Wang Anxiong had booked these plane tickets, aware that the master was eager to reach Nanming County; yet, such an incident occurred at this critical moment? He could tell at a glance that the bald man and his companions were skilled fighters, and as he was about to stand up, Shen Feng's hand pressed on his shoulder and said, "Let me go out."

Wang Anxiong felt a profound reverence from the bottom of his heart for Shen Feng, who had methods as unfathomable as the gods and spirits, and said, "Master, I have failed in my duty this time."

He knew he couldn't deal with these people on his own, but he followed Shen Feng out anyway.

Shen Feng said casually, "You don't need to blame yourself too much."

The conversation here was clearly heard by many, and some people looked over here filled with confusion.

The bald man's gaze was fixed on Shen Feng, "Kid, didn't expect you to be a master? Tell me about it, you couldn't possibly be a kung fu master, could you?"

He didn't take Shen Feng seriously at all, for his opponent looked like a student who had just entered university, and his face suddenly turned fierce, "I see you're just a nerd, colluding with the person next to you, trying to fool me? Get back to your seat, or do you want to make me angry too?"

Shen Feng didn't speak but took step by step towards the bald man.

Finally, he stopped in front of the bald man and said blandly, "I don't care what you all want to do, I just want the plane to arrive on time."

What?

What is this kid talking about?

Who does he think he's talking to?

Not only were the bald man and his cohort stunned, but everyone in first class, except for Wang Anxiong, couldn't believe their ears!

Is this kid out of his mind?

After the bald man snapped back to reality, a cruel smile appeared on his lips, and his dagger swiftly stabbed toward Shen Feng's chest.

The long-legged flight attendant and the busty flight attendant wanted to rush over, but they were stopped by the one-eyed muscle man and the dark-faced muscle man, since Shen Feng looked clean-cut, a typical university student.

Many people in first class finally mustered up the courage, especially some of the male passengers, who stood up from their seats one by one. Whether this kid was crazy or not, they had seen the reality, if they didn't resist, they probably wouldn't end up in a good situation either.

But they were too late to help Shen Feng, and only Wang Anxiong remained relatively calm.

Shen Feng raised his right arm, using his palm to block the dagger,

The dagger in the bald man's hand was very sharp, it would have been easy for him to pierce through the palm of an ordinary person with his strength.

The long-legged and busty flight attendants shouted, "Stop!"

But the bald man definitely wouldn't listen to them, as the speed of the stabbing increased. He seemed to envision the dagger piercing through Shen Feng's palm and the other person falling to the ground, wailing chaotically.

Tian Li trembled and shook his head; he whispered to Wang Anxiong, "Do you really think that such bandits can be subdued by trickery? It's overestimating your own strength."

When everyone else thought that Shen Feng was doomed,

"Crack!" went the sound.

The dagger struck the center of Shen Feng's palm, but the expected blood-soaked scene didn't occur.

The dagger in the bald man's hand snapped.

The first class cabin became instantly silent.

What just happened?

What in the world just happened?

His palm blocked the dagger! And then the sharp dagger broke apart? And yet Shen Feng's palm was unscathed? Could this be the Iron Sand Palm?

Keep in mind, this same dagger had already stabbed two people, so it was genuinely sharp.

What is this kid's palm made of?

It's simply inhuman!