The connection between the word "Little Duck" and the surname "Li" is already too far away.
Zhang Ruoshui was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
This person...is looking for her!
"Ah! Sir, please don't mess around! Let him go, let him go, make it clear who you want to find, I didn't hear what you just said!" the flight attendant screamed at the top of her voice, but she still tried her best to maintain her expression and words. Stay calm.
"I'm looking for Li Xiaoya." This time he switched to English and spoke much more smoothly, "I'm not telling you, she should hear it, she should come out to see me, otherwise, everyone on the plane will be She lost her life."
The flight attendant became even more crazy: "Sir, I know very well that the Miss Li you mentioned is not in our first-class passenger list..."
Zhang Ruoshui moved, but Wei Wenqing raised his foot to stop him.
The little uncle silently shook his head slightly at her. The perfectly wrapped spherical seats in the first class cabin blocked their movements well.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened?"
There was also a commotion in the ordinary cabin at this time.
Wei Wenqing stood up, turned around suddenly, and bumped into him head-on.
The man's forearm was hit, he let out a muffled groan, and finally let go.
Kong Shao collapsed to the ground, grabbing the armrest of the chair and gasping for air.
Other tall passengers seemed to be inspired when they saw this, shouting: "Get on! Get on! Get on together! Get this person first!"
But after all, they were strangers who met by chance, and the tacit understanding was still not enough. When he shouted the words, before they could all pounce together, the man turned his head and knocked one away, grabbed the other's wrist and bent it hard.
The passenger screamed.
This shocked other people who tried to act bravely.
Only Wei Wenqing refused to stop and kicked the man in the leg socket.
The man suddenly felt the force and fell forward uncontrollably. At the same time, he waved his hands to grab the blackout curtain above his head.
"Crackling——"
Things fell into a pile.
Wei Wenqing stepped forward and pressed his knee against the man's back.
But the man was very strong and resisted two or three times, almost knocking Wei Wenqing over.
It all seemed to happen in just two or three seconds.
The man's face was pressed against the carpet, and he barely distanced his mouth and nose, and whispered: "Young Master, you have changed a bit, and it hurts even if you hit someone now. You came out, and Li Xiaoya was just standing up when you did. Next to the seat?"
Wei Wenqing's expression changed, and he grabbed the man and turned him around.
When the man turned around, his tied coat spread out.
He had several weird plastic bottles strapped to his waist.
People in the first class stood up and tried to stay as far away from him as possible: "What is that?"
"poison?"
"Isn't the gas poisonous?"
"How did you bring it on the plane?"
"Who are you?" Wei Wenqing only asked this sentence.
The man looked at the other sound-producing devices on his chest with a strange expression, and then said, "So you don't recognize me?"
Zhang Ruoshui listened to the commotion and conversations, but she lowered her head and unbuckled her seat belt, then got up and walked towards her uncle.
When passing by the stewardess, she patted the back of the other person's hand and said in a low voice: "Tell the captain to contact the ground."
After saying that, she stopped beside her uncle as if nothing had happened.
"When white sugar meets potassium nitrate, it will produce high-temperature and high-pressure gas." She looked down at the plastic bottle and said.
Other passengers, including the flight attendant, were even more horrified when they heard this.
After Zhang Ruoshui finished speaking, he lowered his head and stared at the man carefully. There were scars on his face.
There are many people with scars.
Komnenos's men also had scars on their faces.
But this man's scar is horizontal, and his bloodline is a mixture of British, French and Chinese genes.
"Long time no see, Wei Zhen, I thought you were dead." Zhang Ruoshui said softly.
Her tone had a very calming effect on the panicked cabin.
At least the passengers didn't yell in panic, they just looked at her in panic.
"You are..." The man was stunned for a moment when he heard Zhang Ruoshui call out his name, "Li Xiaoya?"
No wonder this method is used.
Because the man no longer recognizes her now.
Zhang Ruoshui said nothing.
"He..." The younger uncle showed a little anxiety.
"He is my sworn soldier, and that's how it should be. But when grandpa got sick, you guys got sick too, and he became Wei Lin's dog..."
The corners of the man's mouth twitched because of anger and unyielding.
But Zhang Ruoshui didn't look at him and continued: "When I returned to Jin City, my grandfather transferred him back abroad. Later, Wei Lin was arrested for participating in my kidnapping case... He should also be cleared by the board of directors That’s right.”
Wei Zhen gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Ruoshui, his eyes about to burst: "What kidnapping case? You slandered sir."
Zhang Ruoshui lowered his head to look at him and admitted openly: "Yes, I slandered you. Isn't it a shame to lose in the hands of me who is only a few years old?"
"When he was colluding with the board of directors, and when he was irritating his uncle with his mother's whereabouts, how could he have thought that one day he would die in such humiliation?"
Wei Zhen stared at her with red eyes and uttered a hoarse voice: "Little miss, you have grown up and become convincing. But I can never be your death soldier..."
Zhang Ruoshui nodded: "Yes, because I despise you now."
Wei Zhen had a lump in his throat, but he persisted and finished: "You think in your heart that I am a dog, but no one wants to guard a hopeless future... Before you showed up, did I have to wait all my life? It was Mr. Wei Lin who promoted me He was kind to me, so..."
Wei Zhen exerted his strength in his legs and rolled up, trying to pull the plastic bottle from his waist.
Wei Wenqing looked ugly and quickly raised his leg to kick.
Zhang Ruoshui took action at the same time, pulled the blanket on one side of the seat, covered Wei Zhen's head, grabbed it tightly, and twisted it.
Wei Zhen's vision was completely black, and his neck felt as if it was about to be twisted and dislocated. Stars flashed across his eyes, and he had to pull it back, while staggering to the side.
People suddenly exclaimed, and their eyes changed when they looked at Zhang Ruoshui.
That's a girl!
She still looks like a pretty young girl!
Wei Zhen's head was knocked on the armrest, his hands hanging down weakly, and his whole head was tightly wrapped in a blanket.
This scene looks a bit scary.
But reassuring.
The passengers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Is it over?" someone asked tremblingly.
The moment she finished speaking, a muffled "bang" sound reached everyone's ears through several layers of door panels.
They were still frightened and found it difficult to think. They could only ask in confusion: "What exploded? Where? Where did it come from?"
"The luggage compartment?"
"How is the ground crew responsible? Oh my God!"
After a few frightened shouts, Wei Zhen, who had been motionless, suddenly jumped back. Even though he couldn't see anything, he still smiled: "How could I come alone? I'm just responsible for attracting attention. ”
Zhang Ruoshui kicked him on the chin, knocking him backwards.
"Little uncle! Look at him, don't let him die! I still have something to ask him!"
After saying that, Zhang Ruoshui pushed aside the steward who was blocking the way and ran to the door leading to the cockpit.
The door opens from the inside.
A bit of air rushed in.
The co-pilot staggered out, holding his head: "It exploded, it exploded..."
He came out covered in blood, and everyone finally saw clearly the situation in the cockpit——
The captain was still sitting in his seat, but half of his head was blown off. It was like something was stuffed into his mouth and exploded.
The passengers could no longer control themselves and screamed in horror.
Those in the ordinary cabin were also completely ignited by the sound of panic.
For a while, there was constant crying and howling in the cabin.
Zhang Ruoshui pursed her lower lip, and she was the only one who breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was a freshly made explosive, and other explosives could not be brought on board the plane. Otherwise, the power can blow up the entire cockpit first.
She picked up a bottle of red wine from the dining car, ran into the cockpit, and smashed it with her backhand.
As soon as a dark figure hiding next to him jumped up, he was hit in the head by a wine bottle.
In addition to the captain and co-pilot, the cockpit is usually equipped with a safety officer.
Where is the missing one? Zhang Ruoshui thought of this problem when he saw the situation in the cockpit.
So... sneak attacks no longer work.
While the opponent was dazed, Zhang Ruoshui grabbed the opponent's shoulders, dragged the cockpit first, and said succinctly: "He blew it up, control him! Otherwise, everyone will die!"
There are always a few passengers who can quickly distinguish the priority, and they rush to tie up the person.
"It's too late, the captain is dead." Wei Zhen said.
Wei Wenqing punched him in the nose, silencing his voice, and blood seeped out through the thin blanket.
"Yes, the captain is dead." The passenger murmured.
While holding down the security officer, they looked up at Zhang Ruoshui.
Zhang Ruoshui turned back to the cockpit and said, "We are still in the cruising stage, and the aircraft requires almost no control."
"But what about landing?" Someone swallowed and tried to suppress the panic in his voice.
Zhang Ruoshui thought for a moment: "Contact the ground first."
"You have to go to the cockpit to operate it, right? Who can?"
"I have flown on both a first-lift aircraft and a small combat transport aircraft. There should be something in common, right?"
In the ordinary cabin at this time.
Qiu Lan held her husband's hand and looked solemn: "It seems something happened."
Husband Xu Huishan also frowned: "Is this... the prophecy that Yu Xiao said? Does this count as us harming the people on the plane?"
Qiu Lan said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense."
She unbuckled her seat belt and said to her colleagues sitting in the back: "Let's go to the front to see if anyone is injured and needs help."
They have been doing field trips all year round, and their basic first aid knowledge is very solid.
Others were trembling and did not dare to go to the first class cabin. Qiu Lan and the others looked a little weird.
The door leading to the first-class cabin was destroyed by Wei Zhen, which was convenient for them at this time.
They pushed the door open and heard Zhang Ruoshui come out of the cockpit and say: "The control console was damaged by the bomb, unable to communicate with the ground, and half of the instrument panel was also damaged..."
"Little duck?" Qiu Lan was stunned.
*
The atmosphere on the plane was tense, and the atmosphere in the Zhang family was not much better.
"Is this question difficult to answer?" Mr. Zhang asked solemnly.
Sheng Yuxiao stood there and did not sit down again.
He moved his lips: "You can't say you don't want to."
Mr. Zhang blew his beard angrily: "When did you, Sheng Yuxiao, start saying such compromise words? What do you mean you can't say you don't want to? Do you want to or don't want to? What's the idea in your head?"
Sheng Yuxiao pursed her lower lip and tried her best to regain some clarity: "Because I just thought about it."
Mr. Zhang:?
