Chapter four hundred and ninety first hijacking incident
On the flight to New York, Ye Xingchen sat in the first-class seat, closing his eyes and enjoying the rare tranquility. Kufkarski's huge figure directly occupied two seats, and thanks to Ye Xingchen
I had thought of this day and bought two movies for him, otherwise he would have to squeeze them all in. At this time, he took a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions" and studied it carefully. If it weren't for his huge size, any
When people see his thoughtful look, they would think he is a famous scholar.
It's just that he was too big. When the several prominent bosses and flight attendants around him saw his posture, a faint smile appeared on their lips unconsciously, as if they were smiling at an orangutan reading a book.
"Lao Ku, this is all in classical Chinese, do you understand?" Ye Xingchen didn't know when he opened his eyes and asked in surprise when he saw Kufkarski staring intently at Dream of Red Mansions.
"You can barely understand it, right? But this is the tenth time I've read this book. It's really good. It's indeed one of China's four great classics!" Kufkarski said carelessly without looking up.
"Fuck, ten times, do you like reading so much?" Ye Xingchen was sweating in his heart. Even he could only read a third of the book. After all, there were too many characters in it, and he really couldn't stand it anymore.
But who would have thought that Kufkarski, a barbarian, had already watched it ten times.
"Of course, the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade. Isn't this what you Chinese people love to say?" Kufkarski looked like an old scholar, and his huge head was raised even more at this time.
, asked Ye Xingchen with a puzzled face.
Ye Xingchen felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. What is this? He is an upright Chinese, but now he wants a foreigner to teach him how to study more. Moreover, this foreigner is a monster with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.
?
Not only did Ye Xingchen find it strange, but also several other passengers, including the stewardess, felt a sense of surprise, especially the two exposed fangs of Kufkaski, combined with the long hair exposed on his neck, which gave people a sense of surprise.
It felt like a giant gorilla holding a textbook and giving a lecture on how to write a graduation thesis to a group of postdocs who were about to graduate.
"Damn, I can't stand you, that lady, yes... that's you, bring me two bottles of red wine..." Ye Xingchen wiped the sweat from his forehead with one hand and pointed at the beautiful flight attendant standing in front of him at any time.
"Sorry sir, we don't prepare alcohol here..." The stewardess walked up to Ye Xingchen with a charming smile on her face and said apologetically.
"No way? Isn't this a luxury Airbus? Why don't you even prepare red wine?" Ye Xingchen opened his mouth wide and didn't believe it, but before the stewardess finished speaking, he continued: "Then you can find it for me.
Order a drink, as long as it allows me to sleep all the way to New York!" Ye Xingchen really didn't want to continue reading, he was afraid that in the end he would not be able to stand Kufkarski's "gentleness" and would go completely crazy.
"Ah..." The stewardess was stunned. It was not difficult to find some drinks, but to let him sleep all the way to New York,... apart from drinking, what else could be done?
"What? You can't even fulfill this small request, right?" Ye Xingchen looked very angry, but facing the beautiful and amiable flight attendant, he really couldn't be angry, and it seemed like that
It's like being coquettish to a lover.
"Sir, I'm really sorry, we...ah..." The stewardess was about to say that we really don't have anything here, when a huge shaking came from the entire fuselage. The stewardess exclaimed and fell down. Ye Xingchen instinctively
He stretched out his hands to support her, but just caught the towering chest. Then there was a scream from the stewardess, but at this time, everyone's screams of fear were already heard in the cabin, and no one paid attention to her voice.
Ye Xingchen was about to speak when he heard a harsh male voice coming from the radio: "All gentlemen and ladies, please note that this aircraft has been controlled by us and has now drifted off course. I hope you can cooperate, otherwise don't blame us.
Show no mercy..." A brief speech cut a knife into everyone's hearts, and the same thought flashed through their minds: "Hijack the plane!"
"Which one, is your captain a joker?" Ye Xingchen looked at the flight attendant in his arms in surprise and found that she had already turned pale with fright and could not even cover her breasts with his hands.
care.
"Ah... no... no, this is not the voice of our captain, it must be a terrorist. Oh my God, how could I meet a terrorist?" Ye Xingchen's words brought the flight attendant back to reality. After saying this,
He simply fainted.
"Damn, why did you faint? How did you become a stewardess with such qualities? Lao Ku, move inside and make room for someone to come out..." Ye Xingchen said and put the stewardess on the seat next to him.
Kufkarski on the side had already put down the "Dream of Red Mansions" in his hand and looked coldly at the front of the cabin.
At this time, two men wearing black suits and sunglasses had already walked out of the captain's cabin. Each of them held a Desert Eagle in their hands and looked at everyone in the first class cabin with indifferent expressions.
, finally stayed at Kufkarski’s position for a while, and then continued to move forward. On the other side, several big men holding submachine guns also ran from behind. Judging from their body shapes and faces,
Probably those guys from the west.
Damn it, it’s rare to go abroad and encounter a hijacking. Are all the security at the fucking airport stupid? So many guns were brought up so openly, damn it.
Ye Xingchen was completely sure at this time that this group of people really hijacked the plane in time. Presumably they were those terrorists in the west who were clamoring for independence and wanted to threaten the government through hijacking. But why the hell did they hijack this plane?
Ye Xingchen became angry when he thought that he had not seen Su Shan for a long time. He finally wanted to see her, but now he was delayed.
"Lao Ku, look at her, I'll go take a look..." Ye Xingchen whispered to Kufkarski, and was about to get up and leave, but was pulled by the flight attendant who didn't know when she woke up.
"Be careful..." Kufkarski nodded, but moved his huge body to the corridor and stuffed the fainted flight attendant inside.
Ye Xingchen nodded lightly. Just as he stood up from his seat, he heard a scolding sound coming from behind. He couldn't help but look back and saw a big man wearing an elastic vest holding an old-fashioned submachine gun.
Walking over, the flesh on his face trembled...
"Brother, I just want to go to the toilet, isn't this also okay?" Ye Xingchen spread his hands and said innocently, but there was no fear in his eyes, and his expression was terrifyingly calm.
The big man didn't expect Ye Xingchen to be so calm in the face of his own gun. A look of surprise flashed across his face, and when he was about to speak, he saw Ye Xingchen's right hand reaching into his arms. He couldn't help feeling nervous, and immediately pointed the gun at him.
He spotted Ye Xingchen and shouted loudly: "Don't move..."
"Brothers, don't be nervous. We are all gangsters on the street. It's just that the kid is a little bit worse, but he doesn't have the ability like you to carry a gun on a plane..." Ye Xingchen said, slowly reaching out his right hand from his arms,
He took out an exquisite cigarette box and slowly opened it. It was neatly filled with ten colorful and shiny cigars. At first glance, they were of the highest quality.
"Haha, these are Behike cigars. The market price is about five hundred dollars apiece. Have you never smoked one?" Ye Xingchen said as he handed one over. The man looked at Ye Xingchen suspiciously, and then became suspicious again.
He looked at the cigar in his hand, held the gun in one hand and pointed it at Ye Xingchen, and slowly stretched out his other hand to take the cigar.
He has never smoked a cigar worth five hundred dollars apiece.
Just when the big man's right hand was about to take the cigar, Ye Xingchen suddenly stepped forward and struck the man's wrist with a knife. The man groaned in pain and pointed the submachine gun in his hand downwards.
It fell, but Ye Xingchen caught it and threw it to Kufkarski. However, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked the man's crotch hard. The huge force directly hit the man.
The big man's bird's egg was kicked open, and a scream like a slaughtering pig was heard immediately, and the big man's body fell to the ground, in agony.
"Fuck you, you dare to hijack the plane, isn't this delaying my schedule, young master? Damn it..." Ye Xingchen cursed without any image, but the cigar he handed out was already in his mouth, and the lighter in his hand was already in his mouth.
In a flash, a flame burst out, and plumes of green smoke rose in the cabin.
This was originally a luxury airliner. There were not many people in the first class cabin, but they were all people with status and status. When they were hijacked by terrorists, they were able to maintain a little calmness. In addition to some panic on their faces, there were also some
Anxiety was inside, but at this time, everyone's faces were replaced by surprise. Ye Xingchen only spent tens of seconds from passing the cigarette to knocking the big man to the ground, and from the moment he just flashed
At first glance, it seems that Mr. Terrorist will only enter the palace in his next life.
Such skills and ferocious methods are something that ordinary people can do?
Looking at Ye Xingchen smoking a hundred-dollar cigar with a calm expression, many people began to think of the legendary figure in Jinghai City...
Is it really him?
"Ahem... Damn, what's the deal with these cigarettes? Didn't they say they cost five hundred dollars a pop? Why do you think it's not as easy to smoke as Honghe?" Ye Xingchen took a puff, wanting to show off his heroic demeanor, but unfortunately he couldn't.
I was choking so much that I had to throw it out. Then I remembered that this was an airport and fireworks were prohibited...
"I'm sorry, everyone, it seems you can't smoke here? Hey, that's weird, where did this lighter come from?" Ye Xingchen looked at the lighter in his hand and said in surprise.
Everyone rolled their eyes wildly. What do you mean by not being able to smoke? It is absolutely impossible. Of course, some people were even more surprised. Those with sharp eyes could clearly see Ye Xingchen taking out the smoke from the terrorist's pocket.
The mobile phone is incredibly fast, even more powerful than the most agile pickpocket on the street.
"What happened?" At this moment, the voices of other terrorists came from the direction of the economy class.
"No, your brother has diarrhea and is lying on the ground now!" Ye Xingchen said carelessly, but he put out the cigarette butt with his backhand. He turned his wrist and found that his hand was empty. Then he remembered that his throwing knife had been taken down by the security department.
I couldn't help but get angry.
Damn you broke the security check, even allowed weapons like the Desert Eagle submachine gun to be brought in, but left the knife I used to sharpen my nails, it's really not a thing.
But then again, how did these guys get in? Is there a traitor at the airport?
Thinking in his mind, Ye Xingchen's figure had already rushed over, but Kufkarski stood up with a submachine gun and walked forward. Since the other party controlled the plane, he must also control the pilot. If he heard someone outside
The movement may come out.
As for the next group of people, Kufkarski was worried. If Ye Xingchen couldn't even handle those people, what qualifications did he have to become the president of Xingyao Society?
As for the beautiful flight attendant who fainted just now, she didn't know when she woke up. When she saw the two empty seats around her, the terrorist who fell on the ground and Ye Xingchen who was rushing behind, she immediately covered herself with her hands.
His small mouth was full of shock, and there was deep admiration in his shock.
At this time, the terrorists clearly felt something was wrong. At least three people with Desert Eagles rushed in. As soon as they saw their companions lying on the corridor and Ye Xingchen with a smile on his face, they raised their guns and
He wanted to shoot towards Ye Xingchen.
But when he saw Ye Xingchen's figure flickering, he already had more walnuts grabbed from somewhere in his hand, and he shot them directly at the three of them.
"Ah..." There were three consecutive screams of pain, and the guns in the hands of the three people all fell down. The other hand involuntarily covered his wrist, and Ye Xingchen's figure had already jumped out, fiercely
A sharp knee hit the chin of the person in front. The person flew backwards. There was a clicking sound from the chin. It was obvious that it had been dislocated. Only then did the other two people react.
Unfortunately, Ye Xingchen's fist had already come forward and hit the two people's noses hard. The three of them flew straight out like kites with broken strings, blood spurted from their mouths, and they flew directly to the first class cabin.
When they arrived at the economy class, Ye Xingchen stepped out with one step, his whole body rose into the air, and finally landed straight on the cabin, right in the position of the first boy whose jaw was knocked off.
"Ah..." Another burst of pig-like screams sounded, and the other two people suddenly turned pale and their bodies became verbose. They are terrorists, and they are not afraid of death. (If they are afraid of death, they will not do anything.
Things like hijacking) But they are also made of flesh and blood, and they also know pain. Ye Xingchen's punch just now is fine, but if they are stepped on so hard below, then...
Not only were the two of them covered in cold sweat, but the other passengers in the cabin were also sweating coldly. They involuntarily tightened their legs, but Ye Xingchen walked towards the other person with a ferocious smile on his face, as if he was a terrorist.