The stewardess smiled a little awkwardly, and after glancing at Fadu on the side, she said to Yu Qingsheng: "I'm sorry, Yu Qingsheng, this gentleman is a senior VIP of our airline." His meals are specially prepared before boarding, and there is only one serving, so you can see ......."

Yu Qingsheng had never heard of this, and he was a little embarrassed, and said: "Then what kind of lobster is fine, please pick a big lobster, Coke is not a VIP special, right?" Then I want two bottles ......."

When Yu Qingsheng was talking to the flight attendant, Fadu on the side put on an eye mask and fell asleep with a slight smile.

When it was time to take off, the plane quickly flew into the sky. Yu Qingsheng, who took a plane for the first time, was sweating in his nervous palms, he clutched the armrests tightly, closed his eyes, and meditated on Amitabha Buddha in his heart, I have never done anything bad in my life......

After the plane climbed, it flew steadily, watching the flight attendants start to get busy, delivering drinks to the passengers in the front and rear cabins. Looking at the busy green flight attendant, Yu Qingsheng was not too nervous.

Yu Qingsheng picked up the first-class magazine and read it, his eyes were staring at the magazine, but he began to look forward to the first-class meal for a while......

By the way, what did you just order? It seems like what kind of lobster, it can't be a crayfish, right? Can't and can't...... The food in the first class must be no worse.

I never imagined that I would eat lobster for the first time in my life and be on a plane.......

Ten years back, I never dreamed that I would still fly in first class on an airplane......

Before the meal arrived, two foreign men walked over from the economy class at the back. The flight attendant thought she was going to the toilet, but she didn't stop it.

At this time, the flight attendant was delivering drinks to the driver, and the door of the cab had just been opened, and several people had already arrived behind her. One of them punched the flight attendant down, and at the same time he pinned the door of the cockpit with his body to prevent the pilot inside from closing the door.

Another person rushed to the flight attendant service area and found a red box underneath. When opened, it was filled with a box full of long and short guns......

All this happened in more than ten seconds, and by the time everyone reacted, the two men already had a miniature submachine gun in their hands.

At this time, two more big men of South American descent came over. Each took out two pistols from the box......

When the big man who had just knocked down the flight attendant saw his companion coming in, he immediately entered the cab with a submachine gun, pointed the muzzle at the captain's head, and said:

"From now on, listen to me. Normal and ground contact, said everything is normal, I speak Chinese and English. If I find out you're secretly communicating with the ground, I'll kill you right away......"

The captain sighed helplessly, and then took the faces of several foreigners to communicate with the ground in Chinese. The flight altitude and route were determined.

After controlling the captain, the man arranged for a companion to take his place, and then walked out of the cab, spoke fluent Chinese, and said to the frightened passengers:

"I'm sorry to interrupt this guy's trip...... As long as everyone cooperates, there will be no extraneous branches. My comrades-in-arms and I can guarantee your safety.

But if any of you want to be heroes, then I'm sorry, we don't hesitate to sacrifice the lives of all the people on this plane to accomplish our goal.

Please remember that most of the heroes in this world are given titles after death......

From now on, if I see someone secretly unbuckling their seatbelts, I'll fulfill their idea of becoming a hero......"

After saying these words, the man repeated them again in English.

The passengers' faces turned pale with fright, and several passengers who had already unfastened their seat belts hurriedly fastened their seat belts again.

The foreigner sneered, then turned back to the first-class area, lightly tapped the purser on the head with the barrel of his gun, and said, "I want a list of passengers......"

The purser's face turned pale with fright, and he trembled directly. She glanced around at the first-class passengers around her and saw that there was no one who could help her.

In desperation, the purser could only take out the tablet he carried with him. Trembling called up the passenger information of this flight and handed it over to the foreigners.

The foreigner snatched the tablet, and after taking a look, he found his target - a man of South American skin color sitting in the last row of seats in business class......

The foreigner walked up to the somewhat nervous South American and then checked the names on the tablet. In English says:

"Mr. James, I think you should have seen my file more than once to know who I am—then you don't need me to introduce myself, right?"

The white man named James smiled wryly and said in the same English: "Carlos, the lone wolf of the Gulf Group...... I didn't expect you to start bringing helpers too. I didn't think we'd meet in this format......"

Speaking of this, James took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, spread his hands, and continued:

"Mr. Carlos, I hope you understand. It wasn't my idea to capture your boss, Guzmán, I was just a member of the staff of the LS Attorney General.

I swear to God, I have advised Minister LSM that the arrest of Mr. Guzmán will not do our government any good. It's all a conspiracy of the damned Americans, who want to provoke war with your Gulf bloc and government......"

The foreigner named Carlos smiled slightly and said, "I know, I know that Mr. Guzmán's arrest has nothing to do with you, but I also know that the warden of Panji Prison Gonzalez is your wife's own brother......"

As he spoke, another hijacker approached with a suitcase.

Carlos opened the suitcase, and inside was a satellite phone. Then he picked up the microphone and handed it to James, and said to him in Spanish:

"Call the prison director Gonzalez and ask him to release Guzmán immediately. You and he can both get paid five million dollars......"

James had a bewildered expression on his face, and after first glancing warily at the other passengers around him, he also said in Spanish:

"For God's sake, Mr. Carlos...... It simply won't work. Everyone on the plane saw me calling, and it would be in the police statement. The idiot will know what happened......"

Carlos smiled slightly and continued to say in Spanish: "Mr. James, do you still have a choice?" If you cooperate, you can say that you are coerced, at least.

But if he doesn't cooperate, the LSL Attorney General will have to change his staff. By the way, do you guess he'll attend the funeral of a staff member? ”