Fifteen minutes after the plane took off, the middle-aged man next to Chu Tian got up and left his seat, holding two large bags of potato chips in his hand, and walked towards the bathroom.

When Chu Tian saw him leave, he pulled Fang Qing's head and said in her ear: "Why are they still holding potato chips when they go to the bathroom?"

Fang Qing laughed "she": "You always pay attention to others. Is there anything wrong with it? Many people even have to take newspapers when they go to the bathroom."

Chu Tian sighed lightly and said lightly: "I always feel something is wrong. That guy has murderous aura."

"Can they still hijack the hijacking? You know, this is the Tian Dynasty, the security checks are very strict, and guns and knives cannot be brought in at all." Fang Qing took out a biscuit and stuffed it into Chu Tian's mouth: "As for those who are hijacking with ivory knives and wooden sticks, it is purely seeking death. Have you ever seen the original tools hijacking?"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, touched his nose, wrapped his right hand around Fang Qing's waist, and said, "If someone dismantled the gun, do you think, can you bring it up?"

Fang Qing's mouth chewing on the biscuits immediately stopped, but she comforted her heart and pinched Chu Tian's face and said, "You, I'm thinking too much."

Chu Tian leaned on Fang Qing's shoulder, closed his eyes, and sighed inwardly: I hope I am thinking too much.

At this moment, two middle-aged people were hiding in the bathroom, tearing open the sealed potato chip bag, taking out various gun parts from it, and then looking at the door, then began to assemble the gun nervously and orderly, with sweat quietly on their faces.

After a while, the two middle-aged people returned to the cabin and sat quietly in their positions. Chu Tian clearly saw sweat on the faces of the middle-aged people beside him. When the middle-aged people saw Chu Tian looking at him, they tried hard to squeeze out a smile and nodded, but Chu Tian felt creepy and extremely gloomy, because he looked at his eyes as if he was looking at a dead person.

Chu Tian put his hand on Fang Qing's thigh and smiled: "Give it, coin."

Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat and grabbed a coin from her bag and gave it to Chu Tian. She knew that Chu Tian might have guessed correctly, and the road would not be peaceful.

The plane has taken off for thirty minutes and is flying smoothly towards the capital of the Celestial Empire.

The people on the plane were looking out the window quietly, or closing their eyes to rest, without feeling the danger was approaching step by step.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a bearded face looked at the time, then raised his hand and pressed the service summoner. After a moment, a beautiful X-sensual stewardess came over and walked to the middle-aged man with a bearded face, with a professional smile, and said in a sweet voice: "Sir, can I help you with anything?"

The middle-aged man with a beard smiled slightly, which made the beautiful flight attendant panic inexplicably. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, I need your help."

The beautiful stewardess looked at the middle-aged man with beautiful eyes and waited for him to finish his words.

The middle-aged man with a beard suddenly stood up, wrapped his left hand around the beautiful stewardess' neck, then took out a pistol and pointed it at the head of the beautiful stewardess. The passengers around him were shocked and hurriedly dodged, fearing that the pistol was aimed at him.

This is how the hijacking incident, which was rare in a century, encountered in the Celestial Empire.

"Everyone, everyone, I'm honored to tell you that we have hijacked this plane." The middle-aged man with a bearded face filled with a bright smile, kidnapped the flight attendant and turned the circle, and said calmly: "If you are all obedient, then there will be nothing." Then he said coldly and in a deep voice: "If you play any tricks, don't blame the gun in my hand for not having eyes."

Many passengers were frightened by middle-aged people with beards and trembled all over and said nothing, but some passengers also asked them to have disdain and a little arrogant on their faces.

The middle-aged man with a beard raised his gun and said lightly: "Now everyone squeezes back, leaving the front position for first-class and business class passengers. You have a minute, and after a minute, those who are still in the first five rows or who have not sat down will die."

The pronunciation of the word "Death" is very long and makes people feel chill. Some tactful passengers began to get up and look for an empty seat behind to sit, while some passengers were hesitating.

At this time, Fang Qing was hiding in Chu Tian's arms, trembling (full text novel reading, all at (01616.com. Wen. Xue.com)

He said, "Will they kill people?"

Chu Tian patted Fang Qing, but he didn't say anything. He even dared to hijack the plane. Are he still afraid of killing people?

A passenger in his thirties wearing glasses saw that there was only one robber from beginning to end. The hero's halo and luck made him stand up and shout, "Are you hijacking? You just use a gun to think you can hijack? You think we are too bloodless. Dear passengers, don't be afraid, we go up and tie the robber up, we are the heroes of the Celestial Empire."

When the passengers around him heard his words, they not only did not lean over, but were far away from him. This was a madman who was afraid that he would not die.

The passenger who spoke "bold words" looked back and saw that no one supported him, and when he saw the robber looking at him coldly, he immediately became unconfidence, and his steps moved backward, and he smiled apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm just a joke, just a joke."

With a "punch", a gun hole was immediately added to the back of the head of the passenger who spoke "bold words", and blood slowly flowed down. He never expected that the hero would not do it, but the halo of the kingdom of heaven was pressed against his head.

Chu Tian heard the gunshots coming from his side, raised his head and looked at the slightly fat middle-aged man beside him in surprise. He was quietly blowing the silencer gun. His smile made people feel scared and said coldly: "What a joke."

A flight attendant took advantage of the two robbers' inattention and sneaked out. He picked up the emergency number and dialed a few numbers. A gun was pressed against her head. The flight attendant's whole body turned cold and stopped dialing. His whole body was trembling. Then he "punched" and the bullet bloomed on her fragrant hair. The flight attendant slowly fell down with his eyes open.

The sacrifice of passengers who spoke "bold words" was not meaningless. At least, the passengers who were watching immediately rolled backwards. The originally sparse back was immediately filled with people. After a while, the people in the economy class and commercial class also came to the economy class. There were also seven or eight flight attendants, all with frightened and overly insane. Naturally, four or five big men with pistols were followed behind, and there were vicious and vicious. There was a big man with blood on his face, and there was probably no killing in front of him.

Thirteen people. Chu Tian counted secretly in his heart, playing with brand new coins in his hands.

The slightly fat middle-aged man smiled at Chu Tian, ​​then walked out to maintain the panic crowd, and the muzzle in his hand kept turning. Every time he turned, the crowd there immediately sat down and became quiet.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, his face still calm, and said in Fang Qing's ear: "It's better to have my advice? It's affordable to go to economy class. Look at those rich old and young men, they are still being driven to economy class, thanks."

Fang Qing was so funny that Chu Tian was still joking. It seemed that he was really fun, but he still said, "What should we do now?"

"Didn't the robber say it just now? If you are obedient, you will have nothing to do." Chu Tian looked at the passengers who were gradually quieting down and the slightly fat robbers who came over, and deliberately said a friendly word.

The slightly fat middle-aged man who was walking over heard it and raised his thumbs up and said to Chu Tian: "Very good."

Several passengers around heard Chu Tian's words, and hated the "shameless" eyes, cursing Chu Tian for fear of death.

The elderly people in front of Chu Tian had already gone to the empty seat behind. Years of experience told them that the safer the more they could not see their own place.

Then the two girls were rushed to the front of Chu Tian and sat down. Chu Tian raised his head slightly and saw the girl on the left with anger and uneasiness. His eyes were full of anger and anger, as if he wanted to go up and slap the robbers a few times. Chu Tian shook his head gently and turned his head to look at the girl on the right, but his expression became dazed, and a gentleness surged into his heart. The girl on the right quietly looked at the white clouds outside the window without saying a word. The slightly frown eyebrows and the far-off eyes formed a kind of melancholy on her rosy, almost transparent face; and the melancholy was condensed into the glass image, and as the plane drove, it rippled slightly, and spread in the white clouds in circles.

The wonderful fragrance emanates from the world, showing beauty in an instant. Chu Tian sighed softly in his heart.

The entire economy class finally calmed down, and the middle-aged man with a beard smiled: "Very good, just cooperate. Let me introduce myself. My name is Poison Fang, and I come from the 'TuTu' organization. I guess everyone has heard of our names often, but it is probably the first time I saw us. I was hijacked here to take a flight today. I had no choice but to forgive me if I offend you."

The words of Poison Fang calmed down the nervous hearts of the passengers, and found that the terrorists seemed not that terrifying.

Chu Tian felt a move. The "Tutu" organization is an internationally famous terrorist organization. It was originally a separatist of the Celestial Dynasty. It never ceased to subvert the border provinces of the Celestial Dynasty. Unfortunately, the elite soldiers and generals of the Celestial Dynasty attacked with iron-blooded means, crushing their conspiracy several times. In a war, more than half of their elites and leaders were wiped out. Since then, the "Tutu" organization has been greatly damaged and can only occasionally operate on the Celestial border. Later, it was surrounded and suppressed by the Celestial Government and government several times. The "Tutu" organization could only withdraw to the vicinity of the Golden Triangle, but the desire to perish me is not dead. While creating terrorist activities around the world, it attracted everyone's attention, and while engaged in the white powder business in the Golden Triangle to obtain financial support.

Not long ago, Maria, the second-faced leader of the "Tutu" organization, entered the border city of the Celestial Empire, recruited soldiers and horses, and was preparing to provoke another ethnic conflict and create social chaos. Who knew that after a few days in Yunnan, the urban management comrade mistakenly thought it was the stall owner because he bought a few skewers of mutton on the street and beat him for no reason. Although Maria was good at it, the urban management comrade was fierce. She first used a big net to tie Maria up to a strong position and it was difficult to resist. Then dozens of people punched and kicked her, and in a few minutes she lost her resistance. If Maria hadn't called out her reputation and the comrades of the National Security Bureau came in time, Maria might have really gone to see Allah.

Chu Tian seemed to have thought in his mind that the purpose of the Poison Fang and the others hijacked the flight was probably to save Maria. In this way, the people on the entire flight would be in danger because the Celestial Government would not surrender to the pressure of the "TuTu" elements. Alas, I didn't expect that the plane would cause such a thing to happen again. Why can't I relax for a few days?

Poison Fang waved his gun and walked towards the cockpit with the beautiful stewardess. Two terrorists followed behind him, full of murderous intent.

Poison Fang pushed the beautiful stewardess to the cockpit door and said lightly: "The cockpit doesn't know what's going on yet. I'll give you two minutes to ask the pilot to open the cabin door, otherwise you will have no value."

The beautiful stewardess trembled all over and picked up the intercom, dialed the phone, tried his best to restore his voice to steady and calm, and said, "Hello, Captain, do you need a glass of warm water?"

"Oh, thank you Mo Hui, please send it in, okay?" A slightly vicissitudes of life began to sound.

Poison Fang immediately pushed the beautiful flight attendant into the hand of a terrorist. He and another terrorist pushed open the cockpit door that had just been opened, and pointed the black hole at the two pilots in the cockpit, and said with a smile: "Good morning, two, from now on, I am the captain of this plane. I hope you will listen to me in everything and never make any mistakes. Although I don't want to kill, my gun does not recognize anyone."

"Now, change the channel and go towards Myanmar." Poison Fang gave a light order: "And help me answer Zhou Longjian's phone number."

Zhou Longjian is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Public Security and the head of the anti-terrorism force. Poison Fang has long figured out who he talks with to be more efficient.

Although the master's eyes were filled with horror, he said, "Sir, we cannot deviate from the channel at will."

With a "punch", the head of the pilot immediately bloomed, and blood splattered everywhere on the face of the deputy pilot, with a hint of warmth. The deputy pilot's heartbeat immediately accelerated, and he looked at the poisonous fangs in horror.

Poison Fang stepped forward, patted the deputy pilot's shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous. Do you think, can you deviate from the channel now?"

"Sir, I can drive it anywhere you want as long as you need it." The deputy pilot clearly expressed his sincerity in his cooperation in a trembling voice.

Poisonous fangs smiled, looked at the co-operating deputy pilot and lit up his pistol: "Myanmar."

Immediately, the situation on the flight soon reached the airport, reached the anti-terrorism forces, and reached Zhou Longjian's ears.

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Zhou Longjian quickly came to the command room. At fifty years old, he had amazing majesty. When he stood in the command room, no staff dared to speak casually.

Zhou Longjian nodded to the "Snow Leopard" anti-terrorism captain next to him and asked lightly: "How is the situation?"

The anti-terrorism captain immediately said respectfully: "There are 183 people on board, and the poisonous fangs of the 'TuTu' elements have been shot and killed. The plane deviates from the channel and goes to Myanmar."

"Do they have any requirements? There is no reason to hijack the plane for no reason?" Zhou Longjian did not listen to these things that have happened. For him, solving the rest is the most important thing. As for small things such as contacting the Myanmar government and government, the people below will naturally follow the procedures and then say to himself: "We should really slaughter these 'TuTu' elements."

The anti-terrorism captain obviously felt Zhou Longjian's murderous aura, his face shook slightly, and he said carefully: "The poisonous fang will connect with you in ten minutes, and he is only willing to talk to you."
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