Hometown shyness is the most appropriate word to describe Ye Qian's current mood. Sitting on the plane flying to China, looking at the tall buildings below through the window, Ye Qian's mood fluctuated. After leaving China
At that time, Ye Qian was just a seventeen-year-old child; now, eight years have passed in a blink of an eye. A naive boy has now transformed into a mature and determined young man, with a shallow line on his sharp face.
The shallow scars made his originally handsome face look even more heroic.
"Sir, do you need a drink?" A beautiful stewardess walked up to Ye Qian and said to a middle-aged man in a suit and tie sitting next to Ye Qian.
In the first-class cabin of this plane, almost all the people sitting in the so-called upper class were successful people. This middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes couldn't help but show disdain when he saw Ye Qian's rustic dress. Indeed,
Ye Qian was dressed too simply and casually. He wore a gray short-sleeved T-shirt that was almost white after washing, and a pair of camouflage pants. The trousers were wrapped in a pair of dusty marine boots.
The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Qian with disdain, nodded slightly to the stewardess, and said in a tone that he thought was very polite: "No, thank you!" Then he glanced at Ye Qian and muttered: "That's it.
How can people fly first class?"
Ye Qian naturally heard it, but ignored him. He was so self-righteous and always thought that I was the best in the world. Ye Qian had seen too many people, and many died in his hands.
The flight attendant smiled politely and asked Ye Qian the same question. After all, the customer is God. Even if Ye Qian is a beggar, as long as she gets on the plane, she should be treated politely and equally, not to mention, this
The young man who is not very luxuriously dressed is very handsome and has a bit of a naughty cuteness.
Ye Qian glanced at the flight attendant, shook his head and said, "No need!" Then, he turned his eyes to the window again.
There was a "bang", and a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in the cabin. Four middle-aged men stood up with guns in their hands, pointing the AK47 in their hands at the passengers in the cabin. The sudden change suddenly caused everyone in the cabin to
The passengers were in a mess, looking at the four heavily armed gangsters in front of them in horror.
"Don't move, take out all the valuable things. We only want money, we don't want to kill people. I hope you will cooperate obediently." One of the gangsters said.
Ye Qian slowly turned his head, glanced, and turned his eyes again. The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes beside him was already trembling with fear.
The gangster who just spoke nodded to one of the short gangsters and motioned him to go to the cockpit of the plane. It was obvious that he was the leader among the four people. He was not an idiot, as long as the plane was in China
If they land at the airport, death will be waiting for them. In China, hijacking is a terrorist activity, and the crimes committed are enough to make them die hundreds of times.
After the short gangster turned around and went to the cab, the leading gangster said to the other two gangsters: "Go and get the money."
Faced with such a situation, the so-called successful people in the cabin were already at a loss. When the gangsters put guns on their heads, they all obediently handed over their valuables. One of the gangsters left
When he arrived next to Ye Qian, he shouted: "Quickly, take out the money!"
Ye Qian turned his head and said with an innocent face: "Brother Gangster, do you think I look like a rich man? If you want money, go to him. He is wearing famous brands, so he must be rich." Ye Qian said as he spoke.
He pointed at the middle-aged man next to him. He was not a gentleman who never took revenge after ten years. Now that he had the opportunity, of course he would pay it back ruthlessly.
The middle-aged man gave Ye Qian a fierce look, but he dared not say a word in the face of the gangster's fierce gaze. He hurriedly took out all the money on his body, including the watch in his hand and the necklace around his neck.
Dare to stay.
"Brother Gangster, he still has a few gold teeth in his mouth." Ye Qian pointed at the middle-aged man and said.
The gangster's eyes fell on the middle-aged man again. The middle-aged man wanted to skin Ye Qian alive and secretly swore that if he saw Ye Qian in SH City in the future, he would teach him a lesson.
"Hurry up and take it out, damn it, if you don't take it out I'll shoot you." The gangster put the gun on the middle-aged man's forehead and said fiercely.
"How... how do you get this?" the middle-aged man said innocently.
"You don't know how? Then I'll help you!" After the gangster finished speaking, he hit the middle-aged man's mouth hard with the butt of his gun. Suddenly, the middle-aged man's mouth was filled with blood, and the gold teeth inlaid in his mouth fell off.
, and there were a few teeth attached to it. The middle-aged man suddenly burst out crying like a ghost, screaming like a pig being killed.
"Damn it, shut your mouth or ask me to shoot you!" the gangster said viciously. Evil people are free and evil people are tortured. How could the middle-aged man dare to speak out again? He endured the pain and closed his mouth tightly.
"You, take out all the things you have on you, hurry up!" the gangster pointed his gun at Ye Qian again and shouted.
The middle-aged man cursed secretly in his heart. It would be best if the gangster shot Ye Qian to death. Ye Qian said innocently: "Brother Gangster, I really have no money."
"Who are you lying to? How dare you say you have no money when you can fly in first class? Come on, I will kill you if you don't take it out." The gangster pushed the gun in front of Shen Lang and shouted.
Ye Qian shrugged helplessly, leaned back, opened his hands and said, "If you don't believe it, search it yourself."
The gangster was stunned for a moment, glared at Ye Qian, and said, "Boy, you'd better stop playing tricks. My gun doesn't have eyes." After saying that, he actually bent down and groped Ye Qian's body.
Ye Qian glanced around and saw that the short gangster who went to the cab had not returned yet. The leading gangster was still standing at the door and staring at the passengers in the cabin vigilantly. The other gangster was in the other room.
Location search money.
"What is this?" The gangster's hand suddenly touched Ye Qian's bare feet and asked vigilantly.
"I can't give you this!" Ye Qian said.
"Quick, take it out!" the gangster put the gun against Ye Qian's chest and shouted.
Ye Qian's brows wrinkled slightly, and he reached out and took out the treasure hidden in the marine boots. He saw a flash of red light, and the gangster opened his mouth in shock and was speechless, with a look of disbelief on his face. That red light
It was emitted by Ye Qian's close-fitting dagger. The dagger was called Blood Wave. It was blood red all over, like slowly flowing blood.
Now that he had taken action, Ye Qian naturally no longer hesitated. The dagger in his hand flew like an arrow from the string and shot into the heart of the leading gangster at the door. The entire dagger blade was completely submerged in his body, leaving only
The handle of the knife is outside, which shows how powerful the dagger thrown by Ye Qian is.