A tall, slender and graceful woman was typing on the keyboard with a computer. Her neat, ear-length hair was neatly tucked behind her ears. She was wearing a pair of thin-rimmed black-rimmed glasses. She put on a slight amount of makeup and rosy lips.
The pink lip gloss glows with alluring luster.
In particular, there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and her skin was so fair and smooth that no pores could be found. Her fingers were slender and pink, tapping lightly on the keyboard, as if she was playing beautiful music.
"Miss, are you from Beijing?" Passengers who can fly business class are of high status. A man next to him who thought he was somewhat handsome coughed lightly and said.
"No..." She seemed to have no interest in chatting. She had lost count of the number of times she had been approached like this.
"Miss, are you traveling to Beijing?" the handsome man said self-righteously, "I am Tao Ye, I am an authentic Beijinger. Where do you want to travel? I can be your free tour guide."
She finally looked up at him and smiled slightly: "No, I'm very busy now, thank you."
The young master Tao Ye finally returned to his position feeling a little disappointed.
Suddenly, an alarm sounded on the plane. Although the plane was still driving smoothly, all the passengers began to panic. They didn't know what happened?
Suddenly the front door opened and the curtain opened. A man in a black tight jacket escorted a stewardess in.
The man said in English: "Say, who is Lincoln?" The man had a fierce look, his eyes were scanning the surroundings, and the gun in his hand seemed to be ready to fire casually.
Now that the plane has left U.S. airspace and is over the Pacific Ocean, these people are willing to start taking action.
"I'll count for three seconds. If you don't say anything, I'll start killing people. If I count once, I'll kill one person." The man threatened, and actually shot a guest next to him to death.
These people are very brave to actually hijack a passenger plane.
"Mr. Lincoln..." the man sitting at the rear of the plane where the flight attendant was buried called.
A man stood up looking at the American, with a look of panic on his face.
"Ken, do you think you can really escape with your things?" said the man with the gun. "The plane has been controlled by us and will soon change course to Mexico. You can't reach China."
When he said this, the woman who was concentrating without being disturbed at all raised her head. She was going back to Beijing and the time could not be changed.
"I'm afraid that's not good, sir." She said with a smile.
"Who are you?" The man with the gun also noticed this woman. She was wearing a white translucent chiffon skirt with a light-colored waistcoat. Below were three-quarter-fitting black pants. There was a belt around her waist. The rhinestones were there.
Now, it flashed and almost caught his eyes.
"It doesn't matter who I am..." she replied with a smile, "it's just that my scheduled itinerary is to return to Beijing, China, and it cannot be changed."
This is a very beautiful oriental woman, with short black hair and delicate facial features. The most beautiful thing about her is her eyes, which seem to be able to talk, making people sink into them and unable to get out.
"Pretty lady, what's so good about Beijing? Come back to Mexico with me, and I'll take you to have fun..." The man was seduced by her beauty and showed a lewd smile.
"Miss..." Tao Ye on the side was so anxious that he kept winking at her. This kind of person is not easy to mess with at first glance, he is even an international criminal.
She seemed not to have seen it, and she giggled out loud after hearing what the man said: "If it were normal, I would definitely play with you. But not this time? I have something important to do when I go back to Beijing...
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Several more people came up behind the man with the gun. These people spoke French to each other. The man who came in said: "The flight path has begun to change..."
When she heard this, her expression changed even more, and she suddenly heard a scream. When the man with the gun called the so-called Lincoln, a man suddenly fell to his knees, feeling unbearable pain.
"Who..." The face of the man holding the gun changed.
"Ah!" screamed again, and the man knelt down on his other foot and could no longer stand up.
"Who are you?" The man looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in horror. The woman in front of him was obviously thin, slender and lovable. But at this moment, the light shining through her lenses was frightening.
She said clearly in French: "Let the captain fly normally, I want to return to Beijing."
How could these people let the plane go back to Beijing? Once they returned to Beijing, they might be arrested on the spot.
"Smelly woman, I think you are..." the man said and wanted to shoot her.
Suddenly her hand softened and the gun fell to the ground. She swung her foot out and kicked the man in the face 180 degrees. The man immediately knelt down. She snatched the man's gun with one hand and immediately aimed at the two men who came up, but did not fire.
The gun was kicked out again while the two of them were stunned for less than a second.
The two men at the back were restrained in two or three strikes. Their movements were clean and neat. Every kick was fatal, leaving them unable to fight back.
At this time, a little girl ran out from the gun door. The little girl looked like she was seven or eight years old, with a ponytail, a round face, and a rosy face, with a look of interest on her face: "Huanhuan,
Those people have already solved it..."
As soon as she smiled, when she got on the plane, she noticed the strangeness of these people, their eyes were different, their footsteps were different when walking, and their breath was different from ordinary people. She had seen too many such people,
In order to get something, he went to the end of the world and did all kinds of murderous things.
It's just that I met her by chance, which was quite unlucky.
Because she wants to return to Beijing, no one can stop her.
"Uncle Captain has contacted the ground. Will the plane fly to Beijing normally?" the girl smiled at her.
"Go get some rope..."
The little girl immediately got a rope from the flight attendant and tied these people up.
When she tied up the leading man, the man looked at her in horror: "Who are you?"
She smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter who I am, it's just that you are more unlucky."
After the people were tied up, the flight attendant and the crew came over to express their thanks, but they were just amazed at how such a young girl could subdue those gangsters.
She smiled lightly and said nothing. Her eyes fell on the foreign man named Lincoln in the corner. She smiled broadly and returned to her seat with the girl beside her.
"Huanhuan, is Beijing bigger than New York?" the girl asked her in surprise.
"Probably! Is this my first time there too?" Huanhuan saw that the girl's hair was messed up, and she put the hair that was scattered in front of her forehead behind her ears.
"Will Uncle Guan come to pick us up?" the girl asked again.
"Do you want to see him that much?" Huan Huan asked in a funny tone.