Chapter 277: I Hate Terrorists!
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It's frustrating enough to encounter hijackers on a plane, and even more depressing is that terrorists have to intervene.
Xiao Feng has a headache, the terrorists in the world are the craziest in the Middle East, human bombers, suicide attacks, they belong to the originator level.
"Damn, you guys are looking for your own death, I don't want to die with you. Xiao Feng stared at the remote control in Hussein's hand, and thoughts flashed in his heart, but he couldn't think of a feasible way.
At this moment, the only way is to kill Hussein in seconds and get the remote control in his hand, but in this way, there are also several risks:
One, what is the combat effectiveness of the two bodyguards, Xiao Feng does not know, and Hussein's combat effectiveness, he does not know, if he can't kill with one blow, then the entire plane will have to finish playing.
Second, what type of bomb they planted, a single-point remote control transmission bomb, or a more complex cardiac pacing device, if it is a cardiac pacemaker, then once Hussein dies, the bomb will explode immediately.
Third, even if you kill Hussein and regain control of the plane, but whether the bomb is timed or not, you must know that this is a real bomb, not a 'fake bomb', once it explodes, it is not as simple as blowing up eggs.
In view of the unknown surname of the bomb, Xiao Feng couldn't make a decision for a long time, he was waiting, if Hussein really wanted to create a terrorist incident, then he would definitely not be low-key, but chose a high-profile rhythm to detonate the bomb, wishing that the whole world was paying attention to him, wanting to attract attention, it was a common problem of terrorists all over the world, what they did, and wishing the whole world knew.
Not far away, Hussein took a few glances at the remote control and said to the two middle-aged men in Arabic: "Go and talk to the hijackers, try to get them to cooperate with us, and if they don't agree, then let them die with us." ”
"Yes. The two middle-aged men were just about to leave, when they suddenly noticed the hijackers under the seats, their faces changed, and they quickly returned to Hussein's side: "Young master, what happened here." ”
Xiao Feng listened to their conversation, wondering in his heart, what did Hussein's words mean, could it be that they were not just trying to create a terrorist incident, listening to him, it seemed that he didn't want to die either, but no matter whether he wanted to die or not, the control of the plane could not fall into their hands.
Xiao Feng slowly pulled out the dragon dagger from his calf, and at the same time opened the safety of the Soul Chaser Gun, and sat quietly in his seat, observing the further development of things.
"There's a very interesting friend over there, and his men have put down the robbers here, hehe, you go about your business, I'll leave it here. Hussein smiled and waved his hand.
The two middle-aged men followed Hussein's gaze and looked at Xiao Feng, and their hearts were shocked at the same time, it was him, they hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Yes, young master, be careful." With that, he left quickly.
Hussein played with the remote control in his hand, stared at Xiao Feng's side face, showed a playful smile, he thought about it, stood up and walked over: "We meet again, hehe, in your Chinese words, is it fate." ”
Xiao Feng didn't expect Hussein to take the initiative to come over to find him, and looked up at him slightly: "Hussein, I don't have any fate with Middle Easterners. While speaking, Xiao Feng's calf muscles were already tense, and he could burst out at any time, allowing him to kill Hussein in an instant.
Hussein looked at Xiao Feng condescendingly, half-squinting his eyes, this man made him unable to see through, and also made him feel extremely dangerous, tightened the control device in his hand, and asked with a smile: "You seem to have some prejudice against me." ”
Xiao Feng stood up slowly, he didn't like Hussein's condescending appearance, which made him very uncomfortable, "No, I don't have any prejudices against you personally, just a little prejudice against Middle Easterners." ”
"Why. The smile on Hussein's face decreased a little, and Xiao Feng's unceremonious words also made him very unhappy.
Xiao Feng can understand Hussein's mood, if a foreigner dares to say to him, I have a prejudice against you Chinese, it is estimated that Brother Feng is not unpleasant, and a big slap can be drawn, "Because the Middle East is full of terrorist organizations, it is impossible to say who is a terrorist." ”
Xiao Feng was testing Hussein, and although he was sure of Hussein's identity, he still wanted to see how he reacted.
When Hussein heard Xiao Feng say this, a smile appeared on his face again: "It turns out that you have a prejudice against terrorists, hehe, I also hate terrorists." ”
"Go to Nima, play psychological tactics with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will use guò psychological tactics to trick Xiao mm's apple when he is in kindergarten, you also hate terrorists, grass, lie to your father. Of course, these words were all lingering in Xiao Feng's heart, and he didn't say them.
"Yes. Xiao Feng finished wandering, and his eyes looked into Hussein's eyes: "But I feel that you are a terrorist." ”
Hussein smiled and nodded calmly: "Yes, I'm a terrorist, but that doesn't mean I don't hate terrorists." ”
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth, the terrorists really didn't have a normal person, damn, what kind of fallacy is this, terrorists hate terrorists, "Hussein, I don't understand your words." ”
"It's very simple, for example, do doctors necessarily like doctors, and if you go deeper, do doctors necessarily like this profession, that's it, being a terrorist is my profession, but I hate this profession, you know. Hussein smiled, his eyes swept over the white faces of several girls, and smiled: "It seems that your female companions are more afraid of me." ”
Just like Hussein said, the girls are really a little scared, why did the terrorists pop up again, especially Liu Shishi, who was already pale, and he chatted so speculatively with a terrorist just now, even Huo Wu, Han Shuang, and Liao Na, the three strong women, all had ugly faces, not that they were timid, but that the reputation of terrorists was too bad.
Xiao Feng looked down at the girls, smiled not worried, and then refocused his gaze on Hussein's face: "Your career is quite high-risk, why don't you resign." ”
"Hehe, I can't quit my job, God made me work in this high-risk profession that I hate. Hussein smiled bitterly, although there was an element of fraud, but Xiao Feng appeared, and the young man in front of him was really helpless.
Xiao Feng really wanted to smoke a cigarette, but this would not be able to smoke, he had to think about what kind of young man this person in front of him was, it was the first time he had encountered such a terrorist, and his brain was now a little messy and lack of oxygen.
"You also believe in God. ”
"Fuck God, that's a hypocritical old guy. Hussein scolded.
"Well, he let me meet you, so I'm starting to hate this old guy too. Xiao Feng shrugged, his gaze swept over the remote control in Hussein's hand, and asked stupidly, "Your phone is good, where did you buy it?" ”
Hussein smiled and spread his palms: "Do you mean it." ”
"Yes. Xiao Feng's whole body was mobilized, and he was making a final hesitation, whether he should kill Hussein in seconds and take the remote control.
"Hehe, it's not a mobile phone, it's a remote-controlled bomb device, you know, my men have already installed a bomb on this plane, as long as I press this button lightly, the whole plane will 'boom' and turn into a fireball. Hussein had a spring breeze smile on his face, but the words he said made several girls break out in a cold sweat.
Xiao Feng's gaze locked on Hussein's neck, and it only took a second for the dragon-patterned dagger to cut his neck, and his major artery blood vessels would be like bursting faucets, blood gushing out, and within two minutes, the blood would run out, and he would become a shriveled and cold corpse.
"You're not afraid of death. Xiao Feng asked coldly.
Hussein shook his head: "I said, I hate terrorists, and I'm not a qualified terrorist, hehe, so I'm afraid of death." ”
"......" Xiao Feng is going crazy, fuck the terrorists, someone must be playing a prank with him, right, he has never met a terrorist like Hussein.
"I'm afraid of death, but my two men aren't, they're pure terrorists who can sacrifice a thing for their faith. Hussein said with a sigh.
Xiao Feng decided, take out this strange terrorist, take control of the plane, and then contact the army on the ground, and leave the rest to them.
"Xiao Feng, do you know the heart pacing remote control device, as long as my heart stops beating, the bomb on the plane will explode, which makes me feel very helpless, but in order to leave China safely, I have no choice. Hussein spoke again, giving the answer to the question that Xiao Feng had been struggling with.
Xiao Feng was just about to make a move, and when he heard Hussein's words, he was shocked and paralyzed, fortunately he didn't do it rashly just now, otherwise there would not even be a slag left, but what did Hussein's words mean, leaving China safely, maybe this is an entry point.
At this moment, Busan and Busi wiped the blood on their hands and came in from the entrance of the passage: "Brother Feng, the hijackers of the two cabins have been solved. ”
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly in his heart and nodded: "Well, you are not injured." ”
"No, when are we going to take control of the plane? Busan shook his head, held Wei Chong and asked.
"You can't get control of the plane, it belongs to me. Hussein smiled.
Busan frowned, looked Hussein up and down a few times, and didn't know why, the young man in front of him actually made him feel dangerous: "Who are you?" ”
"Hussein, a terrorist. Hussein looked at him and said in a voice that was not too loud, "Nice to meet you." ”
"......" Busan and Busi's faces changed, how could a terrorist emerge again.
"Young master, I'm back. At this time, a middle-aged man's voice came from the entrance of the passage, and he walked over quickly.
Without hesitation, he raised his gun and aimed it at the head of Hussein and the middle-aged man: "Damn, the terrorists still shoot down." ”
"Then shoot yourself. The middle-aged man had a cold face and ripped off his shirt, revealing the contents inside.
"I ...... Grass. Busan and Busi stared at the upper body of the middle-aged man, and their eyes were round.