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Only now did he realize what a serious mistake he had made.

"What?"

Joyce smiled.

"Of course I want to kill you."

As he spoke, Joyce slammed his feet on the hood.

His legs left the ground, instantly rose into the air, and then crashed down again!

For a moment, the entire plane trembled.

The fighter plane, which was still flying smoothly, fell directly downwards.

The two of them were so frightened that they collapsed in their seats.

But at this time, Joyce was still standing firmly in front of the cockpit.

Looking at the pale middle-aged man, he narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a peaceful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you from?"

The middle-aged man looked at Joyce across from him with a dull expression.

A bitter smile appeared on his face: "I...my name is Russian, and I am just a little mercenary."

Joyce's smile didn't change.

He looked at the man in front of him who called himself the Russian guy and said, "Then why did you attack this plane? What you just did has completely annoyed me~"

"If you're not honest, I don't mind throwing you into the ocean to feed the sharks."

As soon as he finished speaking, the weather forecast appeared beside him.

He stretched out his hand, picked up the two of them, and threw them towards the sky.

The Russian guy and his little brother, who suddenly appeared in the air for no apparent reason, suddenly started to cry.

A shrill howl resounded through the sky.

Their bodies were constantly rolling in the air.

The Russian guy's last thought before he passed out was "I have killed countless people, but I didn't expect that I would die so cowardly now!"

He rolled his eyes and fainted. Today's impact on his outlook on life was really too great.

I have never encountered such an outrageous thing in my life!

"Boom! Boom!"

A heavy object fell to the ground, making a muffled sound.

A circle of light suddenly appeared below the two people who were falling, and they instantly fell into Tony's private jet.

Then Joyce floated up and got into it.

At this moment, the fighter plane behind him suddenly exploded violently!

Streams of black smoke spewed out from inside and fell towards the sea.

......

"Huh...what a dangerous journey."

Tony wiped the sweat from his brow.

"If it hadn't been for me just now, you would probably be dead by now."

Joyce sat back in his seat and said relaxedly.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Tony was speechless. Damn, I'm just worrying.

"What should we do with these two people?" Joyce asked Tony while looking at the two people who were still unconscious.

Tony frowned.

"Wake them both up first."

Then he greeted the two stewardesses who had just recovered a little bit.

One person picked up an ice bucket and poured it on the Russian guy and his little brother.

It's still frustrating.

One flight attendant even stepped on her hard with her high heels before turning and running away.

The two Russians suddenly felt a coldness and pain in their bodies, and slowly opened their eyes.

Seeing the scene in front of me, I let out a long breath, I'm not dead, it's okay.

Until he realized that the demon just now was right in front of his eyes, a chill suddenly hit his forehead.

"How...how did I end up on a private plane!?"

Looking at each other, Joyce's expression became more playful.

"You should be lucky that you are still useful, otherwise..."

"I...I know...Thank you! Father!"

Looking at the stern Joyce in front of him, the Russian trembled all over and hurriedly stood up to apologize. This man was untouchable.

"Go on, tell us your purpose of attacking us. If I'm not satisfied, you know the consequences." Joyce's plain voice sounded.

There was a hint of cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Father, you misunderstood, I..."

"If you don't tell me, you'll never get out of this plane alive!"

Hearing this, cold sweat ran down the Russian guy's face.

"Father, please don't be impulsive! I...I can tell you everything."

the Russian shouted in panic.

It's really over this time, and maybe there's still a glimmer of hope.

If you don't tell them, they will probably silence you!

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and began to extract everything he knew.

As mentioned before, his name is not important. In the mercenary circle, he is called the Russian.

He once underwent human body modification and was somewhat famous.

A month ago, he received a job from a woman, asking him to stand by and receive instructions at any time.

During this period, she paid for all the expenses, but he had never seen this woman.

I was quite bored during this period, so I found a younger brother, the one next to me.

For no other reason than because this person's flattering skills made him extremely comfortable.

Just this afternoon, he finally received a message.

The content was that he was asked to fly a fighter jet, follow a private jet, and destroy it in mid-flight. After that, he would be given an additional commission of US$2000 million.

After getting the news, the Russian guy was overjoyed. He hadn't killed anyone for a month and his hands were already itchy.

When we arrived at the parking area, we discovered that this aircraft was extremely rich in firepower and had good concealment capabilities. Even military radars could not detect it.

Isn’t it easy to get 2000 million?

So he agreed to the employer.

But he never expected that he would fail and be caught.

"That's all."

The Russian guy seemed a little honest at this time.

"That's it?"

Joyce sneered.

"I've been talking for a long time and there's not a single useful information. I don't know who my employer is, and I don't know why I'm attacking the plane. What's your use? Just go down and feed the sharks!"

He waved his hand as he spoke.

Invisible steel chain fingers opened a zipper door, and the two looked at the sea below in horror.

"One last time, is there any other news?" Joyce said with a gloomy face.

"There really isn't any more..."

The Russian shook his head and looked sad, his heart almost jumping into his throat.

It's over, I'm afraid I really have to leave this hundred or so kilograms here.

"I know I know!"

The boy next to him was also panicked. He didn't want to die yet, so he shouted hurriedly.

"what do you know?"

Joyce was a little confused. You, the younger brother, know more than the boss?

"I was sent to monitor him! The real employer is the owner of the psychedelic drug company, Renee Dradier!"

"what?"

The Russian was furious when he heard this.

Okay, you boy, I treat you well, you are actually here to spy on me.

He raised his hand and wanted to pull it away, but at that moment Joyce's voice sounded and he held back.

"Rene Dradier? Are you sure?"

Joyce frowned.

"I'm sure! This is the order she gave me personally! Once the Russian successfully destroys the plane, I will secretly shoot him in the back to avoid future troubles!"

The younger brother said with excitement.