Renting a terrorist for 20,000 yuan for 10 days is equivalent to 2,000 yuan per day. It may not seem cheap at first glance, but when you think about the profession of a terrorist, they do a life-threatening job. For 20,000 yuan, it is absolutely worth it. It's earned.
Xiao Feng agreed so happily that Hussein couldn't laugh or cry. He had fallen into Xiao Feng's trap: "Do you have any other conditions?"
Xiao Feng originally wanted to ask Hussein about the arms trade organized by his organization, and wanted Tianmen to get involved in arms smuggling, but when he thought about doing arms business with terrorist organizations, he was not sure what the consequences would be if something were to happen one day.
"There are no other conditions. I am a good friend," Xiao Feng hesitated and decided that it would be better to keep a distance from the terrorist organization for the time being.
Hussein secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Xiao Feng would come up with some conditions that he could not accept but had to accept. "Xiao Feng, are you not afraid that I will not fulfill our promise after I go back?"
"Haha, I think you are a smart person and you wouldn't do such a stupid thing," Xiao Feng smiled, as if he was sure to take advantage of Hussein.
Hussein nodded: "I believe you too," he said, standing up: "I think we should go out, otherwise something might happen outside."
"Hussein, what are you going to do with those hijackers?" Xiao Feng also stood up and looked at Hussein and asked.
"Their life and death has nothing to do with me,"
"Okay, then I will hand them over to the police. If such a big thing happens, someone has to take the blame," Xiao Feng smiled and arranged the fate of the hijackers in one sentence.
"Temporary workers," Hussein also laughed.
Xiao Feng: "..."
"Haha, isn't this the current situation in China?" Hussein laughed. He was very proud to see Xiao Feng defeated.
"Damn, be careful, I'll send the city management to kill your organization," Xiao Feng said fiercely.
"Urban management, urban management law enforcement," Hussein said at a loss.
Xiao Feng looked like you don't understand: "Actually, the urban management team is an elite force secretly cultivated by China. Have you ever heard of an old Chinese saying, a small one hides in the wild, a big one hides in the city? The urban management team is the most powerful team in China. They They will conduct actual combat drills every three days to practice fighting skills. They have very strong fighting power and can complete difficult actions such as stepping on the head with their feet. They usually only train. When the country needs them, they will complete the establishment and become a team. A sharp knife is invincible."
Xiao Feng felt happy, but Hussein was stunned by him: "Real or false,"
"As a Middle Easterner, of course you don't understand the power of our urban management team members. Forget it, it's useless to tell you. Let's go out and leave the matter to me." After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he grabbed the cigarette on the table and spoke to Hussein left the captain's lounge.
Adul stood outside, scanning Xiao Feng with vigilant eyes, and finally looked at Hussein: "Master, Ibn has dealt with the hijackers, and they agreed to fly to Vietnam or Laos first,"
"No, we won't fly to Vietnam and Laos. We will go to Jinan Airport and then return to the Middle East," Hussein smiled and shook his head.
"Go to Jinan," Adul said for a moment, then became anxious and said quickly in Arabic: "We can't go and throw ourselves into a trap."
Xiao Feng stood beside him, pretending not to understand Arabic, and whistled quietly. At this moment, his heart completely returned to his stomach. At least the plane would not explode, and no one would have to die. It was the best result. At this time, he would never have thought that Hussein, whom he had helped on a whim, would be such a big help to him in the future.
"I'm not throwing myself into a trap, I believe in Xiao Feng," Hussein also replied in Arabic.
"Xiao Feng," Adule looked at Xiao Feng with a ferocious expression on his face: "But I have already made arrangements in Vietnam."
"Well, I know," Hussein smiled and nodded. "Adul, if I go to Vietnam, I'm afraid I won't be able to return to the Middle East." As he said that, he slowly took out his gun and pointed it at on his head.
"You," Adul was shocked: "Master, what are you going to do?"
"Master, hum, do you ever regard me as a master? Adul, don't think that I don't know your and Zafi's plan. Ibn has long discovered that you have contacted Zafi, and then planned to kill the two of us in Vietnam. Right?" Hussein looked at Adul with cold eyes and said with murderous intent.
Xiao Feng stood aside expressionlessly, watching the farce quietly.
"I, I have not contacted Zafi," Adul said angrily with his eyes widened.
"Really, but I also want to kill you, because you are basically Zafi's person," Hussein smiled coldly.
Adul looked at the murderous look on Hussein's face and gritted his teeth: "If you want to kill me, I will let you be buried with me," he said, reaching out to detonate the explosives on his body.
"No," Hussein resolutely pulled the trigger. At such a close distance, the bullet rotated at high speed and hit Adul's head, killing him instantly.
"Adul, you go first, and I will kill Zafi when I get back. If Zafi hadn't done something wrong in this operation, dozens of our brothers wouldn't have died," Hussein said in a low voice in Arabic. .
The whole process from Hussein leaving the house to killing Adul took less than a minute. Adul, who was arrogant just now, turned into a corpse.
"Sorry, I made you laugh," Hussein put away his gun and smiled apologetically at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng shrugged: "Hussein, now I know why you are eager to cooperate with me. It turns out that you know that you will not survive in Vietnam,"
"Haha," Hussein said nothing, let alone explained why he killed Adul.
Xiao Feng also won't ask why he killed. Adul is his. He can kill him as he pleases. It's his own business. "You kill him and you can explain it when you go back."
"As long as I can go back alive, his master Zafi will die. What's more, he was not killed by me, but by the hijackers," Hussein said with a smile after tidying up his clothes and confirming that there was no blood on them. Said to Xiao Feng: "Let's go back,"
Without even looking at Adul's cold body, the two of them stepped over him and walked towards the first-class cabin.
Back in the first class cabin, another middle-aged bodyguard, Iben, was standing at the entrance of the passage. When he saw Hussein, he walked over quickly: "Young Master,"
"Well, we don't care about this plane. You go and defuse the bomb," Hussein nodded and said to Ibn.
Ibn was confused and looked behind Hussein, but did not see Adul's figure: "Yes, young master,"
"I killed Adul. Let's go to Jinan Airport and then return to the Middle East," Hussein said calmly.
"Yes," Iben glanced at Xiao Feng, then turned and left.
Xiao Feng looked at Iben's back and squinted his eyes. He could see that Iben was Hussein's true confidant. As long as these two people returned, their organization would be in turmoil. It can be seen that Hussein Because his status in that organization will never be lower.
"Mr. Xiao," the first officer came over quickly when he saw Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Leave it to me." After saying that, he touched the headphones: "Take control of the cab and fly directly to Jinan."
"Yes," Fu San, who had already arrived, agreed immediately.
The captain may have also heard about Xiao Feng's identity. He walked over and stretched out his hand from afar: "Mr. Xiao, thank you very much. It was you who saved the entire plane and all the passengers."
"It's easy." Xiao Feng was not interested in chatting with them. If he had this time, he might as well comfort Lin Lin.
As if nothing happened to him, Hussein leisurely returned to his seat and began to close his eyes and rest. He could no longer look back. He could only choose to believe Xiao Feng. Out of his keen intuition, he placed the treasure on Xiao Feng. On the wind.
Xiao Feng glanced at Hussein and made an evaluation of him: Dangerous enough, shrewd enough, and bold enough. If he is allowed to go back safely, maybe there will be another big terrorist leader who is taboo in the world. Of course, this As long as it does not go against his own interests, Xiao Feng is happy to cause some trouble for the Americans who are clamoring for anti-terrorism all day long.
After several gunshots, Bu San's voice came from the earphones: "Brother Feng, it's all done."
"Well, kill them all. Only dead people don't talk nonsense, understand," Xiao Feng ordered.
"Yes," Bu San said, but there was no sound again.
Xiao Feng winked at Bu Si again, Bu Si nodded understandingly, and left with a few robbers in the first class cabin. All that was waiting for them was death, because the news that there were terrorists on the plane must not be spread. .
Hussein, who had closed his eyes and fell asleep, slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Bu Si's back, and smiled at the corner of his mouth. He knew that he had made the right bet, otherwise Xiao Feng would not have ordered the killing of these robbers.
"Brother Feng, what should I do with the body?"
"Let's wait until the airport and hand it over to the police,"
After another two minutes or so, Ibn came in from the passage with a black bag, sat silently next to Hussein, and whispered: "Master, the bomb has been defused,"
Hussein nodded lightly: "Give it to Xiao Feng,"
"Yes," Yiben stood up and walked to Xiao Feng: "Mr. Xiao, this is your thing."
Xiao Feng knew what was inside and threw it to Bu Si who came back: "Pack it up and hand it over to the police together."
Iben nodded to Xiao Feng and turned back to Hussein.
"Captain, the gangster in the cab has been killed. You can work normally. Furthermore, turn on the communication equipment. I want to contact the Jinan authorities," Xiao Feng thought for a while and said to the captain.
The captain had no objection and hurriedly said: "Okay,"
Xiao Feng, the captain and others went to the cab. He did not contact the police, but directly contacted the Jinan Military Region. Sure enough, Jinan had already prepared a response and even sent fighter planes to track down the civil aviation aircraft.
Three minutes later, Xiao Feng came out of the cab and breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn, it's all over, Hussein, I hope you won't let me down."
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(ps: Due to computer system crash, I did not update on time. To express my apology, I will update two chapters first...)