"Don't move, tell you to lie down, do you want to die?"

Subconsciously raised the gun, but felt empty-handed, looked down, the gun... What about guns...

My gun... My gun...

In an instant, Gu Zi suddenly saw that his gun had fallen into the hands of that person.

The little black man who claimed to be cuckolded by his wife and vowed to die with him.

The little black man was smiling at himself, holding his gun and pointing it at him.

Gu Zi's whole body and scalp were numb, and he was about to make a sound, but he was slapped heavily by an old woman in her forties next to him.

"Dead bastard, dare to hijack the plane, scare the old lady to death!"

Then he took off his high heels and slammed it on Guzi's head.

"You dare to hit me!?"

"You don't have a gun, and the old lady is still afraid of you!?"

The old woman's behavior woke up many passengers at once, and as soon as she shouted, she rushed up, and in the blink of an eye, she pressed the grain stacked Arhat at the bottom.

Jin Rui stood on the seat and put away the gun, sat down slowly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Without internal strength, my hypnosis is indeed not as good as before.

Gu Zi is a special air policeman, his mental strength and psychological quality are quite strong, and he only thinks about dying together, so ordinary hypnosis methods can't be used at all.

Only by chatting with Guzi slowly, starting from the place where Guzi resents the most.

Find the weakest psychological link of the millet, slowly induce it, and finally incarnate the little brother of the millet and successfully lie down in the valley and throw the gun as a bird's egg to himself.

The matter of curing the disease cannot be delayed any longer, and we must think of recovering our internal strength, otherwise there will be a few more hijackings like this, and sooner or later my brother will become the peerless soldier who died the most in history.

The news of the subdued Guzi hijacking soon reached economy and business class.

There was jubilation on the 787 plane, and countless people hugged each other excitedly to celebrate their escape.

Guzi's wife hugged Bai Jie, who fell to the ground, and whimpered and howled.

Sister Ming, the purser, comforted everyone through the radio and sat down, came to Bai Jie's side to take a look, and called the doctor passenger on the radio.

Jin Rui glanced over and saw that the Bai Jie stewardess looked pretty good, she was shot in the left chest, her lungs penetrated, and the blood flowed nonstop.

If you shoot yourself, you can use a stone needle to stop the bleeding, and you can still be revived by sending it to the hospital within half an hour, but Jin Rui took a look, shook his head, and turned around.

Bitch don't save!

Walking to Gu Zi, who was covered with a belt, Jin Rui patted Gu Zi on the shoulder, and stopped talking.

Gu Zi stared at Jin Rui and shouted: "You... You're hypnotizing me, aren't you?"

"These people deserve to die, why don't you let me kill them?!"

If no one next to Jin Rui touched the cigarette point, he raised his hand and gave Gu Zi a slap, which made Gu Zi's nose bleed.

Plugging the cigarette into the corner of Guzi's mouth, Jin Rui scolded viciously.

"Why didn't you hijack the plane! If I were you, hang a Korean, get drunk while he was pickling up a girl, chop it into meat sauce and make it into a filling, wrap it into dumplings, and give it to your wife and Bai Jie to eat..."

The surrounding passengers can't help but feel a chill!

"The plan is to be thorough, so that people can't find evidence, who knows that you did it! Mom forced you to be an air policeman, my brother, to deal with a South Korean, and use the extreme method of hijacking planes, which is so extreme that it can't be more extreme, and you have lived in vain!"

"Two hundred people are buried with you for a green hat of yours, and you deserve to be called a man!?"

The passengers shouted cheers!

Hearing this, Gu Zi lowered his head and tears rained down.

A mortal catastrophe dissipated invisibly, and all living beings were not repeated one by one, Jin Rui lit a cigarette, took two deep breaths and stepped on it.

Jin Rui used hypnosis on Guzi just now, and everyone could see it clearly.

Gu Zi automatically threw the gun to Jin Rui, and everyone thought it was incredible, and now they finally understood that this snoring king, who everyone looked down on, turned out to be a hidden hypnotic master.

Several first-class passengers, richly dressed and full of grace, left their seats despite Sister Ming's dissuasion, shook hands with Jin Rui, thanked him, and handed over business cards.

There was a man with a Haiyin in Tianhai who stuffed a business card into Jin Rui's hand and made a compilation with his fists, which was very ancient, but Jin Rui was a little moved.

Looked at the business card, Malone!

That's a good name!

The passengers in the other two cabins applauded loudly when they heard that a hypnotist had saved the catastrophe.

Before they could come, the plane had already begun to land.

Gu Zi shot three times in the fuselage, and luckily, he didn't hit any lines and pipelines, and the plane landed safely.

This is a dual-use airport, the closest to the hijacking incident, and the ground air traffic control immediately implemented control and activated the emergency plan after receiving the order.

The emergency air cushion slide opened, Jin Rui came down at the end, and after finding a reporter, he quickly flashed aside.

Soon, all the passengers were accommodated and comforted accordingly, and the injured Bai Jie was carried into the ambulance.

Jin Rui, who was hiding in the corner, was found by Sister Ming, and took Jin Rui's hand and got on the battery car to the control building.

The hall was full of more than 20 men and women, and when they saw Jin Rui, they gathered together, like welcoming the national heroes who won three gold medals in the Olympic Games.

In the face of many people who welcomed and applauded, Jin Rui ignored it, took out his gun and handed it back to the secret service, and walked straight to the two uniformed people.

"Who is Park Deok-hwan?"

"Hello, I am! Thank you..."

Before the words fell, Jin Rui pulled over with a big ear scraper, and immediately beat Park Dehuan in a circle.

followed Jin Rui up and beat Park Dehuan violently, making the Koreans cry and unrecognizable.

Seeing all this, Air China and the leaders of the base, large and small, were completely confused, and several special agents hurriedly stepped forward to stop Jin Rui.

When the secret service was about to make a move, he suddenly heard Jin Rui scolding Park Dehuan in Korean, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and his steps slowed down.

"You shitty Koreans come to our country to drive your plane to make money, it's not over, you even seduce the flight attendants of our country, and it's just two..."

"Dog's mongrel, my brother's life was almost ruined in your hands, just so much..."

"If it weren't for Gu Zi's conscience, my brother would have gone to Lord Yama to fight the landlord now!"

The translator relayed Jin Rui's words, and many leaders were stunned.

The big leader waved his hand, and everyone stood on the side and watched Jin Rui beat Park Dehuan.

Until Jin Rui was tired, the two spies came up amicably, held Jin Rui aside, and before leaving, Jin Rui did not forget to kick Park Dehuan.

clapped his hands in a vicious manner, and Jin Rui shook hands with many leaders one by one, with a spring breeze on his face and a proud face.

The next day, Jin Rui came out of the most luxurious White Swan Hotel in Wuse Yangcheng and contacted the middleman according to the information given by Wang Jiahua.

The intermediary opened a small shop in Xiguan Antique City, with an area of only 15 square meters, most of the antiques and antiques are imitations of the Republic of China, the earliest is to Kangxi, and it is almost invisible before the Ming Dynasty.

Xiguan Antique Market is one of the top ten markets in China, and Wushi Yangcheng has always been the most prosperous antique trading center and shipping export base of all dynasties and generations.

The middleman's surname is Zhu, his name is Zhu Yuebin, and Jin Rui calls him Abin.

Ah Bin is Chinese New Year's Eve forty years old today, very dark and thin, and when he comes here, Jin Rui looks less dark.

Wearing a leisurely set of Adi, carrying a Nike bag, carrying a small bag on the backrest, wearing a Reebok on his feet, a lycra on his chest, and speaking fluent Cantonese, Zhu Yuebin immediately regarded Jin Rui as a guest returning from overseas.

After drinking tea in the store in the morning, Zhu Yuebin tried to chat with Jin Rui about antiques and antiques, and Jin Rui's tone surprised Zhu Yuebin.

immediately asked the store guys to guard the store, and took Jin Rui to the most concentrated store in the West Corner.

The shops here are obviously several grades higher than Abin, with porcelain from the Ming and Qing dynasties, as well as a lot of white porcelain, celadon and varieties of various kilns and eras, and there is no shortage of high-quality products.

After visiting a few stores, Jin Rui fell in love with a bronze mirror from the Sui Dynasty, and the decoration on the back was very beautiful, and it also brought the wrong gold.

Asked about the price, but it was ridiculously high, and he compared two fingers: "200,000 dollars can be collected, take it back to Boston for a few years, and then return to your country, it may be a little profitable." ”

This sentence inadvertently revealed Jin Rui's identity, that is, an international antique broker, or an international smuggler.

The shopkeeper was noncommittal, and Abin took Jin Rui to the next one.

After half a day's effort, Jin Rui's name was known in the small circle, and gossip began to circulate.

There is a two devils who speak Cantonese and English secretly, and he went to a few big shops in the west corner and only looked at the wrong gold and bronze mirrors of the Sui Dynasty, the valuation was ruthless and accurate, and the price was fierce, but he was a rare master in the eyesight world, and he could be called a big coffee.

There are only two identities of this kind of person, one is a black goods smuggler, and the other is a police officer.

But if such a young antique celebrity is in China, he should have made a name for himself a long time ago, and it is impossible to be famous.

Therefore, the identity of Jin Rui's black goods merchant is becoming more and more prominent.

In the afternoon, Abin took Jin Rui to several other large antique cities in Wuseyang City, although Tianguang Market, Wenchang, and Liwan Longjin are not as big as Kansai, they also have their own characteristics.

These places are all looking for the best and largest shops to enter, Jin Rui finally made a move in Tianguang Market, and won a suspected Wen Zhengming's landscape painting "Smoke and Rain Jinshan Map" at a price of 1.5 million Hong Kong dollars.

Then he swiped 3 million US dollars with the Hong Kong Island HSBC Diamond Gold Card in Zhenbaozhai, and took down a string of beeswax pearls without frowning.

And this black businessman also has an unusually neat style.

Looking at the direct price, the shopkeeper shouted the high price and did not answer, the price was suitable and he would never counteroffer, immediately swiped the card, and the transaction was successful and ignored the shopkeeper at all, and went out.

In the past two years, the economy has been turning over the Flaming Mountain, and many antique shops have closed their doors, and everything has been moved home to do business through platforms such as WeChat and Taobao, which can save a lot of store rent.

Only the big antique dealers who are really powerful and able to hold on to the goods keep their shops.

During dinner in the afternoon, Abin invited Jin Rui to taste the most famous snake soup and various wild games in the area.

During this period, Abin's two phones kept ringing, and every time he answered a call, Abin was surprised by the person opposite, and he was very respectful.

"Boss Jin, is there any arrangement for the evening? If not, a few of my uncles in the bank want to invite Boss Jin to drink night tea. ”

"If you have a sister paper, you can go, if you don't, forget it, the little PR last night was not bad, I'll go back to play with her." ”

"The most important thing is sister paper..."

"Then go, the big horses are big every day abroad, and they will vomit when they ride!"