147: Chapter 147 Giving Up Treatment

The bandit leader sneered, thinking that Lin Heng was nothing special.

At this moment, Lin Heng directly kicked the man in the back.

With a slap sound.

The bandit leader slammed hard into the ground with his chest, letting out a mouthful of blood with a 'wah' sound.

There were some faint noises; it was unclear if the bandit leader's ribs were broken.

He only felt an intense pain in his chest, causing him to gasp sharply in pain.

He didn't even have the strength to get up.

"You'd better behave, or my gun won't have eyes."

After speaking, Lin Heng quickly left.

The airplane control room.

Several pilots were lying there.

Shot in the chest.

Dead as they could possibly be.

And at this moment, there were only two people left in the control room.

One was flustered, with cold sweat constantly dripping from his forehead.

The other, however, was leisurely and relaxed.

Occasionally issuing instructions to the person next to him, he himself appeared quite carefree.

Needless to say, the carefree fellow was actually the hijacker.

Soon, the other party noticed Lin Heng's arrival.

However, the hijacker wasn't panicked at all.

"Heh heh, you have some skill. It seems my boss and the others aren't very effective..."

"But, that's all you are capable of."

"Do you think you can threaten me?"

"Heh heh, then you are gravely mistaken."

Soon, the hijacker shook his head.

He chuckled, as if certain that Lin Heng wouldn't deal with him or dare to deal with him.

And at this moment...

Suddenly!

Lin Heng appeared in front of the hijacker the very next second.

Directly dragging the hijacker down from the control station.

"You, what are you doing? Are you crazy!?"

"You...!"

"Ahhh...!"

Lin Heng didn't say much; he immediately slapped the man across the face, leaving a stinging red mark.

At this time, the controller next to him had an extremely grim expression.

"Sir, please, don't hit him again... If this hijacker dies, we'll quickly fall into the sea..."

The controller wailed, pleading almost desperately.

At this moment, although blood was trickling from the hijacker's mouth, there was still fierce determination in his eyes.

He snorted coldly.

"Kid, I have to admit you have some capability, but so what?"

"No matter how strong you are, can you fly the plane?"

"If you dare to kill me, or even touch a single one of my fingers, you won't have a good life afterward!"

"At worst, we all die together!"

The captive threatened coldly.

However, he probably didn't know that the thing Lin Heng hated most was being threatened!

"Then I apologize. I've never died in my life, and my only wish is to be buried at sea."

"What!?"

The hijacker didn't have time to speak.

The next second, he only felt a pain that penetrated deep into his bones.

Ahhh!!

He immediately gasped sharply.

Lin Heng had directly broken one of the man's arms.

Then he stomped down hard, and with a 'crack' sound, the hijacker's thigh bone shattered.

A miserable shriek, comparable to a pig being slaughtered, erupted.

The man's face turned extremely ugly.

"You, you are finished..."

But at this time, he sounded somewhat weak.

After all, if Lin Heng died, he would certainly die too.

This plane wasn't fully automatic, and now with only one pilot remaining, crashing was only a matter of time.

The pilot's forehead was constantly beaded with cold sweat.

He stared fixedly at the parameters on the instrument panel, his throat dry.

They were currently still in a dangerous storm layer. If even the slightest mistake occurred, the consequences would be obvious.

Perhaps they would be the next Malaysia Airlines.

"Heh heh, those who said that to me before don't know how high the grass has grown over their graves by now."

"You, you are trying to kill all of us!"

The hijacker was filled with regret at this moment.

He never expected Lin Heng to be so ruthless, preparing for mutual destruction just to save face.

With a loud 'boom'!

The plane continued to shake violently.

Needless to say, this was because they were missing an operator and encountered a dangerous situation; one pilot was clearly not enough.

Although modern planes were very intelligent, changing the flight path, especially when navigating through a storm layer like this, required significant manpower.

The pilot had already been exhausted, and now he felt a sense of despair.

Sometimes he even wished he could just end it all and die!

And just at this moment...

He suddenly noticed a person appear beside him.

This person was none other than Lin Heng.

"Brother, can you please stop messing around here? I'm having a hard enough time by myself."

The pilot felt like crying and laughing at the same time.

His face was full of bitterness.

Did this guy think the danger they were currently in wasn't enough?

But Lin Heng calmly shook his head.

"Let's give it a try. What if something good happens?"

Lin Heng said casually.

At this moment, his gaze continuously swept over the instruments, and something in his brain was constantly scanning, finally matching this set of equipment perfectly.

Seeing Lin Heng distracted, the pilot became even more distressed.

"Brother, are you kidding? This thing can be tried out? Maybe if you move one thing, we'll plunge into the sea the next second."

"I advise you not to touch anything. If we turn back now, maybe we can get back on our original track, and everything will be fine then."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed Lin Heng actually starting to adjust the instruments on the plane.

Hiss...!

The pilot's eyes widened, looking completely incredulous.

And then came intense fear!

What was this guy trying to do?

Did he think this thing was a toy?

That he could move it however he wanted??

The pilot was about to faint right there.

He had no idea what Lin Heng was thinking, actually just reaching out and touching things directly!

"Hey, hey... Why are you even touching my controls? Are you afraid the plane isn't descending fast enough?"

Soon, Lin Heng wasn't satisfied with his own section and now wanted to touch the instruments near the pilot...

He's gone mad, completely mad!!

The pilot was on the verge of tears.

Destroy us, quickly...

He immediately took both hands off the instruments in front of him.

Giving up treatment.

He could already picture the scene of the plane crashing; it would be simply unbearable to look at.

The pilot's mind raced, wondering if there were any parachutes left on the plane so he could find a safe spot... hoping they wouldn't fall into the sea.

And just at this moment...

The plane, which had been somewhat turbulent, quickly stabilized.