American Gossip King

Chapter 129 What are you waiting for?

The plane taxied on the runway and climbed into the air.

The huge, roaring airwaves and the changing air pressure caused my eardrums to bulge, creating a strange sensation.

Ian gently picked at his ear and said, "Give me a coffee, a latte."

Flight attendant Shawna quickly brought Ian a cup of coffee and gently asked, "Would you like any snacks?"

"Thank you, but no thanks," Ian said casually.

As Ian gently stirred his coffee and watched the plane soar into the sky, he felt inexplicably dazed.

Ian instinctively used his X-ray vision to glance inside the cabin, but found nothing wrong. He didn't pay much attention and casually chatted with Sunny.

After discussing work matters, Ian was about to take a nap when the phone suddenly rang.

You can make phone calls while on a plane in the United States, but it's a paid service that costs only twenty dollars.

Ian glanced at the number; it was Leso.

You finally called.

Ian answered the phone and said, "It's me."

Leso replied over the phone, "We're boarding."

"What did you say?" Ian sat up abruptly. "When?"

"Twenty minutes ago," Leso said.

Ian's face darkened: "What's the situation now?"

"They've already made their move; the plane is under control. I don't know their specific plans, but I'm recording a video and will upload it to your email in the last three minutes."

Ian gasped, a sudden sense of unease rising within him.

Did they make their move at this time?

I'm not going to win the lottery, am I?

Not hearing Ian's reply, Leso paused for a moment: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, well... good luck."

"There's no such thing as good luck, only success!" Leso replied calmly.

After hanging up the phone, Ian was stunned for a moment.

Suddenly remembering something, he got up and walked towards the back cabin.

He had only taken a few steps when he saw a big bearded man approaching, looking fierce and menacing. The two locked eyes, and the next moment the big bearded man suddenly punched Ian in the face.

The punch made Ian's vision go black, and he fell to the ground. The bearded man had already taken out a knife from his body and rushed towards the cockpit with another man.

At the same time, three more people stood up, two of them carrying knives, and one of them holding a gun. They shouted at everyone, "Don't move!"

The cabin erupted in chaos instantly.

As soon as flight attendant Shawna stepped out, the bearded man shoved her aside and rushed into the cockpit, where shouts came from inside: "What are you doing?"

Then I saw that the cockpit door had been slammed shut.

"Ah!" Ian shook his head, trying to regain his senses.

Shauna rushed over: "Mr. Carl, are you alright?"

Ian yelled, "Hijacking!"

"I know, Mr. Carl, don't worry, everything will be alright," Shawna quickly reassured him.

She even had the mind to comfort Ian.

Ian shook his head repeatedly: "No, you don't understand, this isn't an ordinary hijacking!"

"What did you say?" Shauna was taken aback.

The man with the gun was already pointing it at Ian: "Sit down, don't move!"

Ian stared intently at the other person.

Damn it, this is a gun that was brought up disassembled, and it doesn't have a safety!

More importantly, these are not all the bandits; some have already entered the driver's seat!

Everyone at the scene was terrified. Ian stared at the gun barrel, his mind racing.

He said slowly, "Don't be nervous, I'm Ian Carr from the Los Angeles Herald, and I hope to be able to interview you."

Everyone was taken aback.

The gunman exclaimed in surprise, "Are you Ian Carl?"

Did you know that the butterfly was on another plane?

Ian pointed to the luggage compartment: "I want to get the camera. Would you be willing to be interviewed by me?"

Shawna looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Carl."

The bandit shouted, "No!"

Ian said, "It's a pre-recorded video, not a live broadcast!"

He knew exactly what they were worried about: they were afraid of being intercepted if the information was leaked too early.

"Is that so?" The bandit nodded. "That's fine."

They had already put Butterfly on board, so one more wouldn't be a problem. The key is that Ian is Butterfly's boss, so he has no psychological barriers to this matter at all, and is even looking forward to it.

Ian slowly took out the box, pulled out the camera, and handed it to Sunny, who was trembling with fear, saying, "Hold this tight and point it at us; we're going to do an on-site interview."

Sunny stammered, "I...I can't!"

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"I've already adjusted it for you," Ian said. "Don't worry, just aim it properly. It's positioned against the seat back, so it won't wobble. Remember, no matter what happens, don't stop the camera. If you do, I'll reward you with 100,000 dollars; if you don't, you're fired! Got it?"

Sunny nodded frantically, but her hands were still trembling uncontrollably.

She cried out, "I'm sorry, sir, I couldn't control myself!"

"Useless!" Ian roared.

Shauna bravely stepped forward: "Let me do it!"

She snatched the camera and pointed it at Ian.

Ian looked at her in surprise, and Shawna smiled and said, "You're my idol, so... I'll learn from you!"

Ian nodded slightly, picked up the microphone, walked towards the armed robber, and said, "Would you be willing to give me an interview, sir?"

The thug looked at Ian in surprise: "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Ian looked surprised: "Are you going to kill us? Didn't you hijack the plane for your own demands? You can make any demands you want to the US government; we're just hostages."

The other party chuckled.

He nodded slightly: "Ah, of course."

To avoid confusion that could cause the plan to fail, they won't say "I'm taking you all to see God" now, so Ian's statement is entirely in line with everyone's judgment.

Ian then spoke into the microphone: "This is Ian Carl, a reporter from Carl Media, reporting live. Just five minutes ago, we experienced a hijacking. With the hijackers' permission, we will be conducting a live interview with them."

He then turned the microphone towards the robber: "Hello sir, what's your name?"

The bandit laughed and said, "Sayyid."

Ian continued, "Excuse me, sir, why are you doing this?"

"Why?" Sayyid roared at the camera, "Because you Americans are all villains, scum, you have brought too much harm to this world. The Great God will not forgive you, this is our great holy war against you!"

He shouted loudly, denouncing the various crimes committed by the United States.

All the passengers and crew listened silently.

Calculating the time, Ian picked up his phone and glanced at it, his expression suddenly changing: "A message from my friend: two planes have crashed into the Twin Towers one after the other!"

What?

Everyone was horrified.

Ian shouted, "You're not here to negotiate with the US government, you want to use this plane to ram people!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned and terrified.

Ian shouted, "What are we waiting for? Take care of them!"

As he spoke, he charged toward Said.

Said fired a shot at Ian.

To his surprise, he couldn't press the trigger. Ian had concealed a stick with a thread inside the trigger, preventing him from firing.

At the same time, Ian rushed over and punched Said's hand, knocking the gun out of Said's hand.

At this point, the other passengers finally realized that what the other party wanted was their lives.

Even when faced with the threat of knives and guns, they still shouted, "Fight them!"

Everyone rushed forward and started fighting with the three of them.

(End of this chapter)