Stepdaughter of a wealthy family? The little darling of a Beijing tycoon

Viper picked up a pre-prepared communicator and dialed the cockpit channel.

"Captain, listen up. The cabin is now under our control. Open the cockpit door immediately, within one minute. If the door is not opened, I will execute one passenger every minute."

A cold voice came through the communicator into the cockpit. The captain's palms were sweating as he steadied the aircraft's attitude while weighing his options. He couldn't gamble with the lives of the hundred or so people on board. With no other choice, he unlocked and opened the cockpit door.

The hatch clicked open.

Viper raised his hand in a gesture, then led the man in the hat into the cockpit, pointed his gun at the captain and co-pilot, and took control of the aircraft. Before leaving, he shoved the bound Mr. Xu into Scorpion's hands and ordered in a low voice, "Keep an eye on him, don't let anything go wrong."

"Understood." Scorpion gripped Mr. Xu's arm with one hand, while holding a gun in the other, his eyes scanning everyone in the cabin warily.

Shen Jingshu, in economy class, stared intently at the cockpit. Once the plane was taken over by mercenaries, the flight path would be altered; they would fly it to a remote location, land it, and take Mr. Xu away. At that point, rescuing him would become exponentially more difficult.

She subtly gathered strength in her fingertips, her palm holding a talisman to ward off evil, while keeping a close eye on the scorpion's every move. Beside her, Xu Zhixia and the others kept their heads down, their hearts pounding, clutching the amulets to their chests tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Scorpion raised his eyes, his cold gaze sweeping over the rows of passengers who were covering their heads, and warned sternly, "Behave yourselves! Anyone who dares to move will be next!"

Inside the sealed cabin, the air felt oppressive, as if it had solidified. The plane continued its flight at an altitude of ten thousand meters, but the people in control of its fate had changed.

Shen Jingshu took out an invisibility talisman from her sleeve and placed it on her shoulder. The moment the talisman touched the fabric, a faint light flashed, and her figure vanished into thin air.

Xu Zhixia was right beside her, watching helplessly as her best friend, who had just been sitting next to her, suddenly disappeared. She was so shocked that she almost cried out. She hurriedly covered her mouth tightly, forcing the scream back down her throat. Her heart was pounding like a drum, and she dared not make a sound.

Concealing her presence, Shen Jingshu slowly rose, concealing her aura, and moved quietly towards the business class area. She had already assessed the situation: only Scorpion remained in the business class cabin, while the other three thugs had one gone into the cockpit with Viper to take control of the aircraft. She would deal with this lone wolf first, then take out the rest one by one when the opportunity arose.

In her stealth state, neither passengers nor criminals in the cabin could see her.

Scorpion kept an eye on the hostages in business class while also keeping an eye on the situation in economy class. All the other business class passengers were bound hand and foot, sitting on the floor, and blindfolded. Only Mr. Xu was tied to his seat and remained conscious. Scorpion leaned against the seat, a pistol in one hand and a gleaming military knife casually toying with in the other, his cold gaze sweeping over the hostages.

Shen Jingshu held her breath and approached silently. In a flash, she raised her hand and precisely pressed the acupoint on the wrist of the scorpion holding the gun.

Scorpion felt a sudden numbness in his wrist, and his entire arm instantly lost its strength, causing the pistol to fall to the ground with a clatter.

As a seasoned mercenary, his body reacted with lightning speed. Even though he couldn't see a single person, a strong sense of danger gripped him instantly. Without thinking, he slashed his left-hand military knife fiercely into the air beside him!

Unable to see the enemy, the scorpion could only swing his knife haphazardly based on instinct, his movements becoming inaccurate and greatly diminishing its power. In addition, one of his arms was already numb and powerless, so Shen Jingshu took advantage of the situation, grabbed his left arm, twisted it sharply, and deftly snatched the gleaming military knife, lightly slicing the blade across his wrist.

The excruciating pain caused Scorpion to groan, but before he could even raise a warning, Shen Jingshu swiftly inserted several silver needles into acupoints on his neck. His words caught in his throat, and he couldn't utter a sound.

Immediately afterward, a talisman appeared out of thin air in her palm and slapped it onto the scorpion's back. The mercenary, who had been so swift and agile just moments before, suddenly froze in place, as if cast into a stone statue, his eyes fixed on the ground with a fierce look, but he could not move an inch.

Mr. Xu, who was strapped to a chair, witnessed the entire bizarre scene. At first, he only saw Scorpion frantically swinging its knife at the air, but the next second it froze in place, completely unable to move. Mr. Xu's pupils shrank, his heart filled with disbelief.

Shen Jingshu raised her hand to remove the invisibility talisman from her body, and her figure slowly appeared.

Mr. Xu was suddenly startled when a beautiful young woman appeared out of nowhere in front of him.

Shen Jingshu looked up at him, quickly stepped forward, and untied the restraints binding his wrists in a few moments.

"Miss, you..." Mr. Xu's tone was full of shock.

"I was also a passenger on this flight. I sensed something was wrong after boarding; I discovered they were planning a hijacking." Shen Jingshu spoke briefly, "Remember, whatever you do, don't touch the talisman on his back."

After saying that, she glanced at the scorpion, who was unable to move and whose eyes were full of ferocity. After a moment's thought, she stepped forward and swiftly broke his limbs, completely cutting off any possibility of him struggling or fighting back. She then warned him again, "Remember, do not touch that talisman."

With everything settled, Shen Jingshu turned around and prepared to leave the business class.

"Miss!" Mr. Xu called out to her hurriedly, his expression worried. "You must be careful!"

Shen Jingshu nodded slightly: "Don't worry, you all stay here and don't go out."

She glanced towards the cockpit, where Viper and another assailant still lurked; the crisis was far from over. Shen Jingshu gripped the military knife she had seized, and walked slowly towards the aisle between economy class and the cockpit.

As soon as Shen Jingshu stepped out of the business class and into the economy class aisle, the short-haired female thug who was waiting there immediately spotted her.

The girl in front of her looked like a delicate college student, but a strong sense of crisis inexplicably welled up in the short-haired woman's heart. She immediately raised her gun and pointed it at Shen Jingshu, her brows furrowed, full of doubt. Scorpion was clearly guarding the business class cabin, so why was he letting this girl move around so freely?

"Little girl, you've got some nerve! Who gave you permission to stand up and wander around? How did you get out from over there?" the short-haired woman snapped in a low voice. "Get back to your seat right now!"

Shen Jingshu seemed not to hear her warning, and continued walking steadily toward the other person without stopping.

The short-haired woman's eyes sharpened, and she tightened her grip on the trigger. Just as the trigger was about to be pulled, several silver needles imbued with pure spiritual energy shot out from Shen Jingshu's palm, precisely piercing several major acupoints on the woman's hands and torso.

The short-haired woman, who had just been making threatening remarks, suddenly froze, remaining in a gun-aiming posture, unable to move an inch.