Female President’s Bodyguard Chapter 452: Crow’s mouth
<>With a roar, the plane took off.
Xiao Chen gently rubbed his ears to reduce the discomfort, and then looked at the chick next to him again.
This chick dresses up in a trendy fashion and looks at the forefront of fashion.
Xiao Chen looked from head to toe, guessing about the other party's occupation in his heart.
If you want to strike up a conversation, at least you have a preliminary understanding, which varies from person to person... It's too cliché to always use a fixed sentence back and forth!
A few minutes later, Xiao Chen made the initial guess that this chick should be a model.
First of all, she is really in good shape, with breasts, buttocks and long legs...
The most important thing is that her temperament is also very good, as you can tell at a glance, she has received professional etiquette training.
Furthermore, she is holding a fashion magazine in her hand, looking at it at will, drawing the corners of her mouth from time to time.
This shows that she can read and understand fashion magazines, and not ordinary people just watch the fun.
Young model?
These two words popped up in Xiao Chen's mind, and his expression was a little weird. This circle can be a bit messy, even better than the entertainment industry!
When these two words are mentioned, the first thing that people think of is all kinds of money and color transactions or power and color transactions, etc.... Being nurtured, godfathers, etc. are endless!
In the entertainment circle, there are still a few female stars who have zero scandals, but in this circle, it seems that there are really no ones. The whole thing is a big dyeing vat. Anyone who comes in has to fall!
It's a pity.
Xiao Chen shook his head lightly. Why did such a superb girl get into this circle?
However, if she is really in this circle, she should be easy to get started!
"Why are you shaking your head?"
While Xiao Chen was looking at the fashionable beauty next to him, Han Yifei Yu Guang was also watching him.
After seeing him take a look, he didn't find a chance to strike up a conversation. Instead, he shook his head. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Didn't he like this beauty?
No, she has seen it just now, this beauty can definitely beat more than ninety points, even if she wears sunglasses that cover most of her face!
If he can't even look down on this kind of superb, how high his vision is?
Han Yifei is not only a little self-doubt, can he see himself?
"Nothing."
Xiao Chen shook his head, how dare he tell Han Yifei some things.
"Unexplainable."
"Haha."
Xiao Chen smiled and continued to look at the beauty in sunglasses, wanting to see something more.
Why the journey is boring, even if you don’t strike up a conversation or hook up, find something to do, it’s better than just being silly!
As for chatting with Han Yifei and discussing ideals, Xiao Chen thought for a while, and thought it was over.
He was really afraid that Han Yifei would draw his gun if he didn't agree!
Oh, forget, this is an airplane, no weapons are allowed.
But she kicks the window when she doesn't agree, that's terrible enough!
At a height of 10,000 meters, if the window is broken, then something big will happen!
Just as Xiao Chen was thinking about it, passing the time, only two young people sitting in the front row stood up.
Slap!
Immediately afterwards, a crisp slap sounded, and one of the young people raised his hand to the face of a fat man nearby.
The fat man was slapped in the face, furious, and just about to stand up, he was caught by the safety belt.
"What the **** is wrong with you? Why beat me?"
The fat man pointed at the youth and pulled on the seat belt with the other.
"I think the ring you are wearing is good. Pull it down and put it in the bag!"
The youth looked at the ring on the fat man's hand and said lightly.
"Fuck, why should I give it to you?"
The fat man froze for a moment, then became even more angry.
"I controlled this plane with Laozi!"
The young man finished with a sneer, stretched out his hand to grab the fat man's finger pointing at him, and slammed hard, only to hear a ‘click’, the finger broke.
Then, he slowly lifted the fat man's ring off and threw it into the big bag in the hands of the young man next to him.
The fat man looked at his twisted fingers and finally reacted, letting out a harsh scream.
Slap.
The crisp slap again.
"Shut up, if you chirp again, I will blow your head with one shot."
The young man took out a gun and pointed it at the fat man's head.
"..."
The fat man looked at the black hole of the muzzle, his screams stopped abruptly, his face was full of horror, he, why does he have a gun?
The few passengers who were watching the excitement of the surrounding area, their eyes widened at this time, and their complexions changed drastically.
"I'm here to announce one thing, this plane is controlled by our brother... We only ask for money, not to kill, as long as you hand over your belongings obediently, then I promise not to kill anyone indiscriminately!" /
The young man retracted the gun pointed at the fat man and said loudly.
Hearing what the young man said, the sound of the airplane fell silent, and the pot exploded.
Hijacking!
This is a hijacker!
Someone was about to stand up subconsciously, but was strangled by the safety belt.
Even if you unfasten the seat belt and want to run back, you can't run at all.
Moreover, two young men stood up behind them, holding guns in their hands. They were obviously hijackers.
Xiao Chen and Han Yifei were also a little dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
They looked at each other, and they all could see strange and strange colors in each other's eyes.
"Yifei, are you crow's mouth?"
Xiao Chen looked at Han Yifei and asked a little speechlessly.
"I..."
Han Yifei is also very speechless, she just said that, how could she have thought that she would actually encounter a hijacking!
However, a cold color flashed across her face soon, and since she encountered these hijackers, we can't let them run!
Xiao Chen noticed Han Yifei's cold murderous intent, frowned slightly, held her hand, and shook his head gently.
These hijackers are thugs who lick blood with knife-heads. They must be very keen on murderous intent and so on. If they notice it, it would be a bad thing.
Han Yifei felt the temperature from Xiao Chen's hand. She was taken aback for a moment, and then she understood what he meant. She slowly dissipated and pretended to be an ordinary traveler.
The beauty in sunglasses next to her was obviously paler than just now, and the hand holding the fashion magazine trembled slightly. It was obvious that she was also very scared in her heart.
Soon, another young man came out from the first class side.
"Controlled over there?"
"Well, it's all under control."
"Okay, where's the boss?"
"The boss is inside, he will be out soon."
After a brief exchange, the youth swept across the economy class and smiled: "Introduce myself, my name is Lion... They say that they have been able to ferry together for a hundred years, and sleep together for a thousand years... Let’s take the same plane. That is at least a hundred years of fate."
When I heard what the young man said, many people cursed in their hearts, "Uncle you, who the **** is willing to have a hundred years of fate with you!"
On the contrary, Xiao Chen looked at the youth with great interest. These are really not ordinary criminals, they have very strong psychological qualities!
Han Yifei also frowned, she also noticed this.
Only people with very strong psychological qualities, in this environment, can speak in a ridiculous tone!
If you're a novice, you won't be shivering if you don't have this psychological quality.
"If there is wine, I must toast everyone now, not for anything else, for our fate...Unfortunately, the son of a bitch, the liquid can't be carried on the plane at all, so I can't drink."
The young man gestured with the gun in his hand, and said angrily.
"..."
Everyone is speechless again, my Nima, you even brought your gun, and you still have a bottle of wine?
"Well, I've talked enough nonsense, let's be more serious!" The young man finished speaking, frowning and looking at the fat man who was still screaming: "Hey, fat man, can you stop screaming?" If you call again, I will blow your head."
"..."
The fat man closed his mouth in shock, his forehead was full of sweat.
"Now, everyone, take out all the money and things on your body... In addition, there are bank cards, and also tell me the password."
The youth said loudly.
"What does he want a bank card and password for? Can he still transfer money on the plane?"
Han Yifei has some doubts.
"Who knows, criminal methods are becoming more and more sophisticated and advanced now, maybe you can really transfer money on the spot."
Xiao Chen said with a smile.
"Hurry up, all in!"
At this moment, a cold drink came out, and only a dozen men and women in suits and leather shoes or full of designer casual clothes came out.
Their faces are full of panic, trembling, and encountering a hijacking incident. These social elites are no better than ordinary people.
Behind them, two men followed, one of them with a big beard and a gun in his hand.
The other one turned out to be a one-eyed old man in his sixties.
"Boss."
The young man named "Lion" came to the one-eyed old man and shouted respectfully.
"Yeah." The one-eyed old man nodded: "Is everything under control?"
"It has been controlled."
"Okay." The one-eyed old man nodded: "Let them all squat down the aisle."
"Yes."
The young man nodded and pointed his gun at these first-class elites: "Everyone, there is no seat for you here, so I can only give you a grievance... All of them squat down with their heads, don't play tricks, or else, Let you have no head to hold."
No one among the elite dared to have an opinion, shivering, squatting in the aisle.
The one-eyed old man swept across the audience, one one-eyed shining brightly.
When the one-eyed old man glanced over, Xiao Chen and Han Yifei both lowered their heads, pretending to be trembling.
The one-eyed old man found no abnormalities, and withdrew his gaze.
"Let's get started."
"Yes."
The young man nodded and pointed a gun at a middle-aged fat man squatting in front of him: "Start with you, take out all the valuable things..."
"Yes, yes."
The middle-aged fat man nodded shivering, took off his watch, ring and even the Buddhist beads from his wrist and stuffed it into the bag.
"Patek Philippe, fat man, you seem to be quite rich."
The young man took out his watch and glanced, grinning.
"Oh, generally..."
The fat man smiled barely.
"Come, log in to your bank card, and transfer money to my account..."
The young man took out a silver notebook, typed out a page, and said to the fat man.
"Huh?"
Fatty's eyes widened and want to transfer money?
"Ah what, do you want money or death?"
The youth looked cold, and pointed the gun in his hand at the fat man's head.
"I'm dying, I transfer money!"
The fat man shuddered in fright and said quickly.
"Very good."
The young man smiled with satisfaction~IndoMTL.com~ signaled the fat man to transfer.
Waiting to look at the balance in the fat man’s bank card, the young man was more satisfied, eight digits!
The second one is a thin man in his forties. He handed over valuables such as watches.
When the youth asked him to transfer money, he refused. Although he was afraid, he felt that these people should not kill.
"It seems that you have chosen to ask for money, haha, I respect your choice."
After the young man finished speaking, he pulled the trigger directly.
Boom.
The gunfire sounded, and the bullet penetrated the thin man's forehead.
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