After sending Yan Wu back, it was already late at night when Ye Qian returned to Blue Moon. After practicing the Haoran Zhengqi Sword Jue, Ye Qian lay on the bed, feeling calm but unable to fall asleep.
Ye Qian was thinking about the conversation with Yan Wu tonight. Yan Wu actually said that if one day Ye Qian turns black, she will attack Ye Qian without hesitation.
"I don't know if I will turn black, but I know that even if one day you draw your sword against me, I may not be able to kill you." Ye Qian murmured, not knowing what he meant. Ask yourself, what are you still feeling?
When facing a brand new world, Ye Qian should have devoted himself to practice and improve his strength, so as to strengthen himself as soon as possible, take revenge, and return to China to reunite with his relatives and friends.
But after Ye Qian heard Yan Wu's request, he directly agreed to Yan Wu's request without even asking. What kind of thoughts did Ye Qian have to do such an unreasonable thing?
Is it because Yan Wu looks exactly the same as the Yan Wu Ye Qian knew before and has the same name?
In other words, in this foreign country, Ye Qian's heart has been wandering, like a leaf without roots. This is because he is seeking some kind of emotion that he desires in his heart.
It's unclear, even Ye Qian himself doesn't know why. In the past few days, after Ye Qian arranged things between the Chinese Gang and the Blue Moon Club, he has been waiting for Yan Wu's call.
One early morning two days later, Yan Wu called Ye Qian and told Ye Qian that they were going to travel far this time and left the JND country, and asked Ye Qian to apply for a visa to go abroad.
With the help of Yan Wu, the visa that originally took some time was obtained by Ye Qian at noon that day. In fact, Ye Qian did not have a household registration in the JND country. It goes without saying how troublesome the visa procedures are. Well, it goes without saying. Ye Qian's influence in Duolun City is already great, and with Yan Wu coming forward, things will become so easy.
At noon at Dongyu Restaurant, Ye Qian and Yan Wu were sitting next to each other.
"Can you tell me now, where are we going?" Ye Qian looked at Yan Wu and finally asked. If it was to go to China, Ye Qian might have to hesitate. Even if it was to go to someone affected by the Zhetian forces, Ye Qian also needs to think carefully about the country.
Yan Wu said to Ye Qian: "The place we are going to this time is AJ country. As for my mission, I will tell you after we go to AJ country. Is it okay?"
Yan Wu's last tone was pleading. After all, Yan Wu asked Ye Qian to help, and Ye Qian had a reason to ask Yan Wu to tell him the purpose of going there this time.
Ye Qian nodded slightly and did not ask further questions. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. At least as far as Ye Qian knew, the forces that covered the sky have not yet enveloped the ancient AJ civilization.
"Then when will we leave?" Ye Qian asked again.
"I've already bought the ticket for tomorrow." Yan Wu said with a smile, feeling somewhat inexplicably grateful that Ye Qian didn't ask her about her mission to AJ country this time.
On the second day, Ye Qian and Yan Wu arrived at Duolun Airport together and boarded a plane to the ancient country of AJ. This time, only Ye Qian and Yan Wu were traveling to the ancient country of AJ.
On the plane, Ye Qian and Yan Wu sat side by side. As soon as Yan Wu got on the plane, she took out an ancient book and started reading. It seemed that she planned to read to pass the long time on the plane.
Ye Qian was leaning on the seat with his eyes closed. At first glance, you would think that Ye Qian was sleeping, but in fact, Ye Qian was practicing the Dao Heart Planting Demonic Mind Technique. At this moment, everyone on the entire passenger plane was following Ye Qian's perception. among.
This is a long flight. It takes more than ten hours to fly from the city of Duolun to the city of Cairo in the ancient country of AJ.
On passenger planes, you can occasionally see shuttle stewardesses solving various problems for many passengers. Everything is normal.
But after the plane left the JND country's airspace, Ye Qian discovered that there was something strange about a few passengers on the plane. Most of these people were from the Middle East, and there were only two white people.
"Is everything ready?" said a middle-aged man wearing a white hat in a business luxury class cabin.
"Well, everything is ready. Shall we take control of the plane now?" asked another lean man.
The middle-aged man in the white hat looked at his watch and then said: "Don't worry, we have plenty of time. Go down and take a look to make sure nothing happens. Also, pay attention to whether there are any police officers or the like among the passengers. When the time comes, These people must be controlled first.”
"Sabarosi, don't worry, the great God will protect us." The lean man said.
All of this was done in secret. Apart from Ye Qian, no one else on the plane who was related to these suspicious elements knew about it.
"Allah, Muslims." Ye Qian was slightly startled. In the Middle East, Islam is more popular, and in most Western countries, once a violent terrorist incident occurs, the term "Islamic thugs" will probably come to mind immediately.
"I didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen to me again." Ye Qian muttered secretly, but this time, Ye Qian did not intend to let himself take action. Sitting next to him was a female police officer with a strong sense of justice. With her here, Ye Qian imagined This group of thugs will finally get the comeuppance they deserve.
Thinking of this, Ye Qian remained calm and pretended not to know everything he sensed. He also wanted to see how much Yan Wu had changed after the special training. I felt a faint sense of crisis.
The plane was as calm as ever, and the Islamic believers seemed to have not taken action yet. Yan Wu on the side did not notice this, but continued to indulge in books.
"Bang."
Suddenly, a clear gunshot rang out, and a man holding a pistol came to the hatch. The trigger he pulled was the one who fired the gun just now. Judging from the standard of the pistol, it should be a relatively advanced military-style Para P14 pistol.
"Gentlemen and ladies, please sit still and don't move. Bullets don't have eyes." The man was tall and looked powerful. He was probably not an ordinary person.
After a brief panic, everyone sat obediently in their original positions, looking panicked, but they stopped making any noise and did not dare to move. They all could see that the man in front of them was not joking.
"Don't be afraid, everyone. As long as you cooperate with us, you will be favored by the great Allah." At this time, suddenly another man stood up from the back of the cabin, holding the same military-style pistol.
Soon, the entire plane was controlled by these thugs, and every passenger and crew member on the plane was controlled.
Yan Wu, who was sitting next to Ye Qian, put down the book in her hand. Her eyes did not have the panic and fear of other passengers. Instead, her eyes revealed a heart-stopping murderous intention.
Ye Qian sat aside calmly, glanced at Yan Wu beside him, and wanted to see how Yan Wu would solve this sudden hijacking incident. Ye Qian had already discovered from his perception that this time There were a lot of people in action, eight people in total, and each one had a pistol, and two had heavy machine guns.
"How on earth did these bastards bring these weapons onto the plane?" Many people have great doubts in their hearts.
However, for these violent terrorists, they are often able to do things that ordinary people think are impossible. It is good to have security checks at the airport, but if there is no internal response, no one will do such a premeditated action.
Not long after, I saw the leader of the hijacking, a Middle Eastern man wearing a white round hat, walking over with a faint smile on his face. It seemed that what he was doing was not a hijacking, but a speech.
"Hello everyone, my name is Sabarosi. I am a believer in the great Allah. From now on, you are all fortunate to be able to do things for Allah. This is your honor. As long as you are obedient, we will not hurt you. We need it. It's just money." Sabarosi looked at everyone with a smile, and there was a list in his hand. The names on it were the list of passengers taking this flight.
"Who is Yan Wu?" Suddenly Sabarosi glanced towards the cabin. On the entire list, there was only one female police officer with a police position. In order to avoid any accidents, Sabarosi definitely could not stay with this female officer. , so as not to become a disaster.
"I am." Yan Wu immediately stood up, looked at Sabarosi, and said, "Sabarosi, if you are smart, put down your weapon immediately. Maybe your God will forgive you for your stupid behavior."
Yan Wu faced the gangster without any fear, which surprised the passengers around him. They all looked at Yan Wu with different expressions.
Ye Qian sat aside and said nothing from the beginning to the end, and did not look like he wanted to help Yan Wu at all.
"Amazing. To be able to be so calm under such circumstances is worthy of being the captain of the criminal police of Duolun City." Sabarosi looked at Yan Wu with a sneer, as if he had a very clear grasp of Yan Wu's identity and background.
"You have a father who is a member of the Toronto City Council. You were supposed to be our hostage, but unfortunately, because of your attitude just now, we can't keep you. There is nothing else you need to explain before you die. "Sabarosi looked like everything was under his control, as if Yan Wu's fate was under his control, or in other words, he thought that all the passengers on the plane, including the flight attendants, It's all under his control.
Yan Wu frowned slightly and looked at Sabarosi with some surprise. Sabarosi could know her background so clearly. He also had a list of all the passengers this time in his hand. From this, it is not difficult to infer that this Sabarosi Not only did Xi come prepared, but he also secretly had an agent at the Toronto Airport, and the identity of the agent was not simple.
"Looking for death." Yan Wu just snorted coldly, and suddenly the whole person separated from the body, jumped, and rushed towards Nasaba Rossi.
Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed. It was obvious that Yan Wu's skills were extraordinary, but in the eyes of more people, no matter how good Yan Wu's skills were, he could be faster than the pistols in the hands of the three gangsters around him.