City Marshal

Fifteen minutes after the plane took off, the middle-aged man beside Chutian got up and left his seat, holding two large bags of potato chips in his hand, and walked towards the bathroom.

Seeing him leave, Chu Tian pulled Fang Qing's head and whispered in her ear, "Why do you still carry potato chips when you go to the bathroom?"

Fang Qing smiled 'chichi': "You, you always pay attention to people, what's wrong? A lot of people have to take newspapers when they go to the bathroom."

Chu Tian sighed softly, and said lightly: "I always feel something is wrong, that guy has murderous intent."

"Could they still be able to hijack the plane? You know this is the Celestial Dynasty, and the security checks are very strict, and you can't bring guns and knives." Fang Qing took out a biscuit and stuffed it into Chu Tian's mouth: "As for holding an ivory knife, a wooden stick Hijacking a plane is purely courting death, have you ever seen primitive tools to hijack a plane?"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, touched his nose, put his right hand around Fang Qing's waist, and said, "If someone dismantles the gun to pieces, tell me, can you bring it?"

Fang Qing's mouth, which was chewing the biscuits, froze immediately, but she still comforted her heart, pinched Chu Tian's face and said, "You, you think too much."

Chu Tian leaned on Fang Qing's shoulder, closed his eyes, and sighed inwardly: I hope I really think too much.

At this moment, two middle-aged men were hiding in the bathroom, tearing open the sealed potato chip bag, and took out various gun parts from it, then looked at the door, and then began to assemble the gun nervously and orderly, with a quiet look on their faces. sweating,

After a while, the two middle-aged people returned to the cabin one after another, and sat quietly in their seats. Chu Tian clearly saw the sweat on the face of the middle-aged man beside him. The middle-aged man saw Chu Tian looking at him , and tried his best to squeeze out a smile and nodded, but Chutian felt creepy and unusually gloomy, because he looked at him like he was looking at a dead person.

Putting his hand on Fang Qing's thigh, Chu Tian smiled, "Here, coins."

Fang Qing's heart skipped a beat, and she grabbed some coins from her bag and gave them to Chutian. She knew that Chutian's guess was right, and the journey would not be peaceful.

The plane had already taken off for 10 minutes, and it was flying smoothly, headed for the capital of the Celestial Dynasty, Beijing.

The people on the plane were quietly looking out the window, or closed their eyes to rest their minds, completely unaware that the danger was approaching step by step.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a beard looked at the time, then raised his hand, and pressed the service caller. A moment later, a beautiful and sexy stewardess came slowly and walked to the middle-aged man with a beard. In front of him, with a professional smile, he said in a sweet voice, "Sir, can I help you with anything?"

The bearded middle-aged man smiled slightly, causing the pretty flight attendant to panic inexplicably. The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Yes, I really need your help."

The beautiful stewardess looked at the bearded middle-aged man with her beautiful eyes, waiting for him to finish speaking.

The bearded middle-aged man suddenly stood up, put his left hand around the neck of the beautiful stewardess, then took out a pistol and pointed it at the head of the beautiful stewardess, the passengers around were shocked and dodged, for fear that the pistol would be aimed at him .

This is how the hijacking, which is rare in a century in China, happened.

"Everyone, everyone, be quiet. I'm honored to tell you that we have hijacked this plane." With a bright smile on his face, the middle-aged man with a beard hijacked the stewardess and said calmly, "If all of you are obedient If you are obedient, then nothing will happen." Then he said in a cold and deep voice, "If you play any tricks, don't blame the gun in my hand for not having eyes."

Many passengers were trembling with fear from the bearded middle-aged man and kept silent, but some passengers also showed disdain and a bit of arrogance on their faces.

The middle-aged man with a full beard raised his gun and said lightly: "Now everyone squeezes to the back, and the front seats are reserved for first-class and business class passengers. You have 1 minute, and after 1 minute, stay in the front seat." Five rows, or anyone who doesn't sit down, dies."

The pronounciation of this dead word was very long, and it made people feel chilly. Some interested passengers started to get up and find an empty seat at the back, while some passengers were hesitant.

At this time Fang Qing was hiding in Chu Tian's arms, tremblingly said: "Will they kill people?"

Chu Tian patted Fang Qing without saying a word. Is someone who dares to hijack a plane afraid of killing people?

A passenger in his 30s wearing glasses saw only one robber from beginning to end. The aura of a hero and his luck made him stand up by accident and shouted: "Are you hijacking the plane? You have a gun alone. You think we can hijack the plane? You think us too bloodless, passengers, don’t be afraid, we will go up and kidnap this robber, and we will be the heroes of the Celestial Dynasty.”

When the surrounding passengers heard his words, not only did they not approach him, but they kept away from him. This is a lunatic, a lunatic who fears that he will not die.

The passenger who uttered the "big words" looked back a few times, saw no one supporting him, and saw the robber looking at him coldly, he immediately became less confident, moved his steps backward, and smiled apologetically : "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's just a joke, just a joke."

With a sound of "pushing", the passenger who uttered the "big words" immediately had a bullet hole in the back of his head, and blood slowly flowed down. He never imagined that the halo of heaven would be on him instead of being a hero. on the head.

When Chu Tian heard the gunshots coming from beside him, he raised his head and looked at the fat middle-aged man beside him in surprise. He was quietly blowing on the silencer gun. His smile made people feel fear, and he said coldly: "What a joke."

A flight attendant sneaked out while the two robbers were not paying attention, picked up the emergency phone, and was dialing a few numbers when a gun was placed on her head, the flight attendant's whole body became cold, and she stopped dialing , trembling all over, and then there was a 'pounce' sound, the bullets bloomed in her fragrant hair, and the flight attendant slowly fell down with her eyes open.

The sacrifice of the passengers who said "big words" is not meaningless, at least the passengers who were watching immediately rolled their shit to the back, and the originally sparse back was immediately filled with people.

After a while, people from the economy class and business class also came to the economy class, and there were seven or eight stewardesses, all of whom were in a trance with shock on their faces. Naturally, four or five big men with pistols followed behind them. There is still blood on the face of a big man, and it is estimated that there are no fewer people in front of him.

Thirteen people.Chu Tian secretly counted in his heart, playing with brand new coins in his hand.

The slightly chubby middle-aged man smiled at Chu Tian, ​​and then walked out to maintain the panic of the crowd, the muzzle of the gun in his hand kept turning, and every time he turned, the crowd over there immediately sat down and became quiet.

Chu Tian smiled slightly, his face was still calm, and he said in Fang Qing's ear, "Is it my suggestion? It's more affordable to take the economy class. Look at those rich old and young men, they are not driven to the economy class now. , thanks."

Fang Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, Chu Tian was still joking up to now, it seemed that he was really playful, but he still asked, "What should we do now?"

"Didn't the robber just say that? Just be obedient and nothing will happen." Chu Tian looked at the passengers who gradually calmed down, and the fat robber who came over, and deliberately said a friendly word.

The chubby middle-aged man who was walking over heard it, and said to Chu Tian with a thumbs up, "Very good."

Several passengers around heard Chu Tian's words, cast a 'shameless' look bitterly, and secretly cursed Chu Tian for being afraid of death.

The old people in front of Chutian had already gone to the empty seats behind. Many years of experience told them that the less they can see themselves, the safer the place.

Immediately, the two girls were driven to sit in front of Chutian. Chutian raised his head slightly, and saw the girl on the left with anger and uneasiness on her face, with anger in her eyes, as if she wanted to go up and slap the robbers. It looks like a few slaps.

Chu Tian shook his head lightly, turned his head to look at the girl on the right, but his expression became dazed, tenderness welled up in his heart, the girl on the right quietly looked at the white clouds outside the window, without saying a word.

The slightly frowning eyebrows and distant eyes formed a kind of melancholy on her ruddy, almost transparent face; and that melancholy, congealed into the image of the glass, rippled slightly as the plane drove. , and then scattered in the white clouds in circles.

The wonderful fragrance escapes the world of mortals, showing youth in every inch.Chu Tian sighed softly in his heart.

The entire economy class finally became quiet, and the bearded middle-aged man smiled: "Very well, it's good if you cooperate. Let me introduce myself. My name is Fang Fang, and I'm from the 'Judging' organization. I think you have heard our name often. No., but this is probably the first time we have seen us. I have no choice but to hijack the flight here today. Please forgive me if I offend you in any way.”

Fang Fang's words calmed down the tense hearts of the passengers a little, and found that the terrorists did not seem to be that scary.

Chu Tian's heart moved. The "Tutu" organization is a well-known international terrorist organization. It was originally a separatist of the Chinese Empire.

During the Great War, more than half of their elites and leaders were wiped out. Since then, the "Tudu" organization has been seriously injured, and can only occasionally operate on the border of the Chinese Dynasty. Later, it was encircled and suppressed by the Chinese government several times. Withdrew to the vicinity of Kazakhstan for activities, but his heart was not dead. While creating terrorist activities around the world to attract everyone's attention, he resold white powder business from the Golden Triangle to obtain financial support.

Not long ago, Maria, the number two head of the "Tutu" organization, entered a border city of the Celestial Dynasty, recruiting troops, preparing to provoke another riot and create social chaos. Who knows, she entered Yunnan within a few days, because After buying a few skewers of mutton on the street, the urban management comrades mistook him for the stall owner and beat him up for no reason.

Although Maria is very skilled, but the urban management comrades came fiercely. First, they used a big net to trap Maria firmly, making it difficult to resist. Comrades from the National Security Bureau came in time, and Maria may have really gone to see Allah.

Chu Tian seemed to have thought that the purpose of Fang Ya and the others hijacking the flight was probably to save Maria. In this way, the hijacking this time may be a disaster for the entire flight, because the Chinese government will not give in. "Molecular pressure, alas, I didn't expect that this kind of thing would be caused by flying, so why can't I be free for a few days?

Fang Fang waved his gun and walked towards the cockpit with the beautiful stewardess, followed by two terrorists, full of murderous looks.

Fang Fang pushed the beautiful stewardess to the cockpit door, and said flatly: "The cockpit doesn't know what's going on, I'll give you 2 minutes to ask the pilot to open the door, otherwise, you will be useless."

The beautiful stewardess picked up the walkie-talkie trembling all over her body, dialed the number, and tried her best to restore a steady and calm voice, and said, "Mr. Captain, hello, do you need a glass of warm water?"

"Oh, thank you, Mo Hui, could you please send it in, please?" A slightly vicissitudes of life sounded.

The fangs immediately pushed the beautiful stewardess into the hands of a terrorist. He and another terrorist pushed open the cockpit door that had just been opened, pointed their black muzzles at the two pilots in the cockpit, and said with a smile: " Good morning, both of you, from now on, I am the captain of this plane, I hope you will listen to me and make no mistakes, although I don't want to kill people, but my gun does not recognize people."

"Now, change the course and head towards Myanmar." Fang Fang ordered lightly: "And help me get through Zhou Longjian's phone."

Zhou Longjian is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Public Security and the head of the anti-terrorism force. Fang Fang has already figured out who to talk to to be more efficient.

Although the main engineer had panic in his eyes, he said in his mouth: "Sir, we can't deviate from the channel at will."

With a sound of "flutter", the chief pilot's head immediately exploded, and blood splashed everywhere, splashing on the co-pilot's face, with a trace of warmth, the co-pilot's heartbeat immediately accelerated, and he looked at the fangs in horror.

Fang took a step forward, patted the co-pilot on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, don't be nervous, tell me, can you deviate from the course now?"

"Sir, as long as you need, I can drive it anywhere you want." The co-pilot clearly expressed his sincerity for cooperation with a trembling voice.

Poison Fang smiled, looked at the co-pilot who cooperated, and raised his pistol: "Myanmar."

Immediately, the situation on the flight was quickly spread to the airport, to the anti-terrorist forces, and to Zhou Longjian's ears.

After Zhou Longjian received the report from his subordinates, he quickly came to the command room, but at the age of half a hundred, he carried an astonishing majesty. When standing in the command room, none of the staff dared to speak casually.

Zhou Longjian nodded to the 'Snow Leopard' anti-terrorist captain next to him, and asked lightly, "How is the situation?"

The anti-terrorist captain immediately said respectfully: "There are 180 people on the plane. The fangs of the 'Tutu' elements have shot and killed three people. The plane deviated from the flight path and headed for Myanmar."

"Do they have any requirements? There is no reason to hijack a plane for no reason?" Zhou Longjian didn't listen to what had happened. For him, the most important thing is to solve the remaining things. As for contacting the Myanmar government For small things, the people below will naturally do it according to the full procedure, and then they said to themselves: "These 'chug' elements should be slaughtered."

The anti-terrorism captain obviously sensed Zhou Longjian's murderous intent, his face trembled slightly, and he said cautiously: "Poison Fang will connect with you, Minister Zhou, in 10 minutes, and he only wants to talk to you, Minister Zhou."

Zhou Longjian nodded, opened his eyes slightly, and then said to the secretary beside him, "Call me Li Shenzhou."