Chapter 1: Hijacking (on)

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The hometown sentiment, using this word to describe Ye Qian's current mood is no more appropriate. Sitting on the plane flying to China, looking through the window to the high-rise building below, Ye Qian was ups and downs. When leaving China, Ye Qian was only a 17-year-old child; now, eight years are fleeting. A childish teenager has now become a mature and determined young man with a shallow scar on his face, which makes his original handsome face more full of heroic.
"Sir, do you need a drink?" A beautiful flight attendant walked to Ye Qian's side and said to a middle-aged man in a suit and suit next to Ye Qian.
In the first class of this aircraft, there are almost all successful people in the so-called high society. The middle-aged man in this suit saw Ye Qian’s rustic dress, and he could not help but reveal his face. Indeed, Ye Qian wears too simple and casual. The top is a gray short-sleeved t-shirt that is almost white to wash. The lower body is a camouflage trousers wrapped in a pair of dusty marine boots.
The middle-aged man looked at Ye Qian with disdain and nodded slightly to the flight attendant. He said in a polite manner: "No, thank you!" Then he looked at Ye Qian and muttered: "This way How can people sit in first class?"
Ye Qian naturally listened to his ears, but he ignored him. Like this self-righteous, I always think that the first person in the world, Ye Qian has seen too much, and many people died in his hands.
The stewardess smiled politely, and asked Ye Qian again. After all, the customer is God. Even if Ye Qian is a beggar, as long as she is on the plane, she should be polite and treat equally, let alone this. Young people who are not very luxurious are very handsome, and they are a little cute.
Ye Qian glanced at the flight attendant and shook his head and said, "No!" Then, his eyes turned to the window.
"砰", a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in the cabin, only four middle-aged men stood up with a gun, the AK47 in the hand facing the passengers in the cabin. Suddenly, the accidents caused the passengers in the cabin to huddle together, and looked at the four armed gangsters in front of them in horror.
"Don't move, take out all the valuable things, we only seek wealth, do not want to kill, I hope you cooperate," one of the gangsters said.
Ye Qian slowly turned his head and glanced at him. His eyes turned again. The middle-aged man in his suit and sneakers was already shaking and shaking.
The gangster who just spoke nodded to one of the short gangsters and motioned him to the cab of the plane. Obviously, among the four people, he is headed by him. He is not an idiot. As long as the plane landed at the airport in China, then waiting for them will be death. In China, hijacking is a terrorist activity, and the crimes committed are enough for them to die hundreds of times.
After the short gangster turned to the cab, the gangster headed said to the other two gangsters: "Go and take the money."
In the face of such a situation, the so-called successful people in the cabin have long been at a loss. When the gangsters put the gun on their heads, they gave up the valuable things. One of the gangsters went to Ye Qian’s side and said,
Fast, take the money out!

Ye Qian turned his head and said innocently: "Big brother, do you think that I look like a rich man? You want money, look for him, he is a famous brand, he must have money." Ye Qian said Pointing at the middle-aged man next to him, he is not a gentleman who is not too late to revenge for ten years. Now he has a chance, of course, he wants to go back.
The middle-aged man stunned Ye Qian’s eyes, but in the face of the fierce gaze of the gangsters, he dared to say a few words, hurriedly smashed all the money out of his body, the watch on his hand, the necklace on his neck. Dare to stay.
"Big brother, there are still a few gold teeth in his mouth." Ye Qian pointed out that the middle-aged man said.
The gangster's gaze fell on the middle-aged person. The middle-aged man could not wait to strip Ye Qian live, and vowed to swear that if he saw Ye Qian in the city of Sha, he would learn from him.
"Come on, come out, Mom, don't take out the old man and shoot you." The gangster said fiercely on the head of the middle-aged man.
"This... how can this be taken?" The middle-aged man said innocently.
"You won't? Then I will help you!" The gangster said, after he finished talking, he used the gun to squat in the corner of the middle-aged man. Suddenly, the middle-aged man was full of blood, and the gold teeth in his mouth fell. With a few teeth attached. The middle-aged man suddenly burst into tears and screams like a pig.
"Mom, close your mouth, and let Laozi shoot you again!" said the gangster. The wicked are free and wicked, and the middle-aged people dare to speak again, and endure the pain and close their mouths.
"You, take all the things out of your body, hurry up!" The gangster pointed the gun at Ye Qian again.
The secret curse in the middle-aged people's hearts, it is best for the gangsters to kill Ye Qian with one shot. Ye Qian said very innocently: "Big brother, I really have no money."
"Grass, who is it? Can you sit in the first class and dare to say that you have no money? Hurry up, you will kill you if you don't take it out." The gangster pushed the gun to the front of Shen Lang and shouted.
Ye Qian shrugged helplessly and leaned back. He opened his hands and said: "If you don't believe it, search for it yourself."
The gangster stunned and glanced at Ye Qian and said: "Boy, you better not play tricks, but the guns of Laozi are not long-sighted." After that, I really bent down and went to Ye Qian's body to find out.
Ye Qian’s eyes swept around, and the short gangster who went to the cab had not returned. The leading gangster was still standing at the door and staring at the passengers in the cabin. The other gangster was in the other. Location to collect money.
"What is this?" The gangster’s hand suddenly touched Ye Qian’s bare feet and asked with vigilance.
"This thing can't be given to you!" said Ye Qian.
"Fast, take it out!" The gangster yelled at the chest of Ye Qian.
Ye Qian’s brow wrinkled slightly and reached out and found the baby hidden in the boots. I saw a red light flashing, and the stunned Zhang Da mouth couldn’t speak, and the face was incredible. The red light was issued by Ye Qian’s close-knit dagger. The first wave, the whole body blood red, is like a slowly flowing blood.
Since he has already shot, Ye Qian naturally no longer hesitates, and the dagger in his hand is like an arrow from the string, flying into the heart of the leading gangster at the door. The blade of the entire dagger was completely immersed in his body, leaving only the shank outside, showing how powerful Ye Qian’s dagger was.