The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 245 Lucifer's Blessing
Pigeon is the code name of Prince Maktoum, and the cage is the code name of the safety cabin.

The bodyguard captain from the U.S. Navy SEALs still likes to use code names to communicate with his subordinates. This is not only to appear more professional, but also to prevent someone from eavesdropping on the team’s call channel and eavesdropping on customer information.

The intrusion alarm was coming from the cockpit, and the crew had been calling the police, having discovered that the baggage compartment air lock had been breached.

The two bodyguards went down to have a look and found that someone had sneaked in, so they immediately reported to the captain.

There are currently 12 bodyguards on the plane, all of whom are well-trained marines. Each of them has rich experience in protecting political figures, with extraordinary skills and complete weapons, so the captain of the bodyguard is at ease.

After he gathered his brothers to occupy an important position in the cabin, he felt more at ease.

At this time, the intruder also appeared.

Li Changan walked in through the rear hatch in a grand manner, holding the prince's favorite champagne in his hand.

A thin Chinese man in a white shirt, black pants, without any weapons...

The bodyguard captain and his subordinates looked at each other and laughed wildly.

What a false alarm, it turned out that the person who sneaked in was a fool.

Li Changan also laughed along with them at this time, and the whole cabin was filled with a "joyful atmosphere".

The captain lowered his face, seeing this idiot infiltrator actually sat on the prince's seat and opened the champagne, he suddenly felt uneasy, and only then did he think of a terrible thing, how did this man get into the plane when it took off ?Only Tom Cruise in Mission: Impossible can do that.

The captain immediately raised his hand, and the bodyguards stopped laughing wildly.

Li Changan poured a glass of champagne, took a sip, then raised his glass and said to the dumbfounded bodyguards: "May Lucifer bless you all."

The captain of the bodyguard gritted his teeth: "Kill him!"

A bodyguard pulled out a dagger ferociously, bowed his waist and was about to pounce on it.

"Wait!" Li Changan shouted in pure American English, "Where is the plane now?"

The bodyguards were stunned again, but the broadcast sounded "very cooperatively" from the cockpit: "The plane has left China's territory and is flying into the sea. Please be aware that there may be unstable airflow. Passengers, please sit down." Don't move around in your seat."

Li Changan nodded, holding champagne in his left hand, stood up and faced the bodyguards: "Then, we can start."

The bodyguard holding the dagger was still standing there stupidly, until someone pushed him from behind, the bodyguard woke up with a start, rushed up instantly, fast and powerful, and the murderous dagger was aimed at Li Changan's heart.

This is to prevent too much blood from splattering, after all, it will be troublesome to clean a private jet.

Li Changan held the wine glass in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and held the blade of the bodyguard's dagger so inconceivably.

The bodyguard was overjoyed, and immediately turned the sharp blade, ready to smash Li Changan's palm.

However, his hand was empty, and the dagger had disappeared, leaving only the hilt in his hand. Because of the excessive force, the bodyguard naturally staggered forward.

Li Changan didn't move, the blade that he broke off with his bare hands waved down, like cutting a watermelon, it went straight into the bodyguard's skull.

The bodyguard howled, jumped up and hit the roof of the cabin, and when he fell again, his whole body trembled, his eyes rolled white, and finally lay on the ground twitching non-stop.

Li Changan raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "How fragile is the human brain, what do you think?"

The captain of the bodyguard gasped, he couldn't believe his eyes, he broke off the "Knife2000" special military dagger with his bare hands, and disabled the strongest soldier under him in one move...

With a click, the captain pulled out his pistol and shouted: "All shoot the vital points!"

More than a dozen bodyguards pulled out their guns and desperately pulled the triggers in shock and panic. All their targets were focused on Li Changan's head.

P226 Scorpion-style military pistol, 9 mm caliber, 15 rounds of large-capacity magazine, the lethality within a distance of 3 meters can be said to be invincible.

Li Changan was still holding the wine glass in his left hand, but he raised his right hand before they fired. He only made one movement, which was to draw a circle in the air with his fingers.

The jade talisman buzzed and vibrated in the palm of his hand, the Tai Chi tattoo flickered with a faint light, and the circle drawn by Li Changan pulsated like a thin film, and then the bodyguards saw a scene of despair.

All the bullets stopped moving after entering the circle drawn by Li Changan, just like the slow motion in the movie.

There were only ripples splashed on the film, and there were more and more bullets floating on it.

When all the bodyguards had used up the two magazines, the round film in front of Li Changan was studded with golden bullets, like a blooming sunflower.

Li Changan raised his wine glass and took another sip of champagne. He shook his right hand slightly, and the clanging sound kept ringing. All the warheads fell down and rolled into the cabin.

"The devil! He's a devil!" A bodyguard collapsed and crouched on the ground holding his head.

The rest of the bodyguards began to retreat, as if they had seen a devil, they retreated all the way to Maktoum's safety cabin.

The captain of the bodyguard was the only one who could maintain his sanity. He pushed away the group of panicked men, gritted his teeth and threw a grenade, and then shouted: "Lie down!"

The grenade crossed a parabola and fell into Li Changan's hands.

He let out a heck, a blood-red light flashed in his eyes, and then a cloud of thick smoke came out from his right hand. Cobweb-like cracks.

But Li Changan was fine, he just let go of his right hand, threw away the dregs of the grenade in his hand, and said in great dissatisfaction: "You should know, the grenade really exploded, and the plane is about to fall, hmph, Let the plane fall, this is what I have to do, and it's not your turn to die with me!"

The captain of the bodyguard howled in despair, but didn't dare to move.

Li Changan immediately lost interest, put down his wine glass, looked at these bodyguards who had done countless bad things for Maktoum, and said coldly: "May Lucifer bless you all!"

He walked up with a grin...

At this time, Maktoum in the safety cabin was already kneeling on the ground tremblingly, with his hands on his forehead, and he was chanting the name of Allah.

The monitoring screen in the safety cabin recorded everything that happened outside, and Maktoum, who had watched all this, had completely collapsed.

The Chinese man in the white shirt looked like a demon in a scripture. His blood red eyes were a nightmare that Maktoum could not erase.

Kneeling to Allah and praying for blessings, Maktoum raised his head tremblingly and looked at the monitoring screen.

There was only one man standing in the cabin.

Li Changan's feet were full of curled up lifeless bodyguards...

(End of this chapter)