After discussion, Governor Amu and his think tanks decided that the success rate was too low without military rescue.

Divide the tenants into three, six, nine, and so on, and collect the ransom together, that is, the hostages will save themselves at their own expense.

When this decision was communicated to the ears of the hostages through the militants, so the hostages shouted in unison - wo cao!

When the militants showed the amount allocated by the Yamen, the Li father and son, the old pirate grandson Qi Qi rolled their eyes, Qi Qi brain oxygen deprivation, they each needed to bear 40 small goals of rice yuan.

The head of the South Asia Bank has a family of five and needs to take on a small goal of 4 rice dollars.

The former ambassador of Khartoum, who had just died 12 hours after his wife's death, needed to bear 50 million yuan.

After all the hostages read it, they need to take responsibility, and no one does not scold their mother, and no one does not complain about the royal family.

They came to the master's birthday celebration, but the master asked them to pay for themselves, which is really inappropriate!

Zhang Jing didn't know about the operation of the Yamen for the time being, and at three o'clock in the second half of the night, with the help of pangolin peas, he opened a rich man's tomb with a low-key appearance and a luxurious interior.

Originally, it was just a whim to experience the feeling of breaking the law and committing crimes, but I didn't expect to find him a pair of high-quality armor.

I don't know how long it has been, it hasn't rusted yet, and it looks quite valuable?

Putting it into the Mithril space, Zhang Jing cleaned up the remaining precious metals, and finally opened the coffin.

Make sure that the gas mask is working properly, take out a crowbar, put the headlamp on it, and open the heavy coffin lid three times by five.

The coffin lid fell to the ground with a bang, Zhang Jing stretched out his head to look inside the coffin, because the environment was closed and dry, the tomb owner had turned into a dry corpse, his hands were crossed on his stomach, and a crimson gem was pressed under his shriveled fingers.

With a thank you in his heart, Zhang Jing gently took the red gem.

Then he gently removed the emaciated body of the tomb owner, and pressed a short knife inlaid with gold and precious stones on the side of his body.

Worried that there was something missing, Zhang Jing turned over the dried corpse three times to make sure that there was nothing good, so he put the coffin lid back on his own.

Climbing to the ground, the two good babies of Smart Bean and Black Bean were guarding the entrance of the cave, which made Zhang Jing feel at ease in the tomb.

Backfill the hole, cat's waist, inside the night, continue to find.

In the interior of the ancient cemetery, which covers an area of four or five square kilometers, there are eight or nine burial chambers, and the pockets are bulging, leaving at the darkest of dawn.

Go directly to the airport hotel to supplement sleep, fly to Shucheng at three o'clock in the afternoon, and plan to fly from Shucheng to Xiangjiang.

At this time, 27 hours have passed since the hostage incident at the Windsor Hotel, and all the well-known media on the surface have gathered in Windsor Town to report on it all the time.

The yamen and the media speculated that the armed men in the hotel were Beike non-rebels, because most of them were white-skinned and a few were black-skinned.

This is the main reason why bad guys are able to succeed.

Unlike the Central-Eastern skin and faces, the vigilantes are naturally vigilant, while the white skin is almost unhindered.

But the leader of the Righteous Army, Reilly, has denied that he has nothing to do with the rebels.

In any case, this incident affects the values of Westerners, who will be wary of not only the Middle and Eastern skin, but also the white and black skin.

It's none of your business.

Fly in the sky for 10 hours, 1 p.m. local time to Shuangliu Airport.

There is no need to go out of the airport, and there is no need to go through the second security check, it is rare to pass by Shucheng, taking advantage of the two-hour gap, Zhang Jing found a 'Sichuan restaurant' in a flash.

Normally, if you want to eat authentic Sichuan food, the inside of the airport is not a good choice, Zhang Jing has no choice, only two hours, and it is too late to go out to find it.

The chef is more powerful, and in 20 minutes, a basin of boiled fish and two bottles of cold rock beer are served on the plate.

Looking at the white fish, red peppers, and the smell of numbness, Zhang Jing instinctively licked his lips and picked up chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish meat into his mouth.

It's really delicious, and it's rare in the world.

Because it was so delicious and special to eat, Zhang Jing didn't even let go of the soup, but he almost missed the plane because of this, holding his stomach, trotting all the way to the boarding gate.

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Happening, just arrived, the entrance has stopped checking.

"Sir, you've missed the flight," said the female staff member in a nice uniform before Zhang Jing could speak, "I need to take another flight."

Zhang Jingyang raised the ticket in his hand and reminded the other party of his important customer, "I bought a business seat."

Short-haul flights, no first class, business class is slightly more relaxed than economy class.

The staff with ball-like hair and beautiful skirts still shook their heads.

At this time, there was movement behind him, and a middle-aged man speaking fried chicken language was panting and trotting over, holding a ticket to indicate that he wanted to board the plane.

Not surprisingly, the staff ignored Zhang Jing, who spoke Mandarin, and let the devil who spoke a foreign language enter the covered bridge.

"Idiot!"

Zhang Jing scolded the dog-like woman, and immediately took out the phone and called Xiao Xiaotian.

"Why are you swearing?" was scolded by Zhang Jing, and the woman with a ball-like hairstyle was very unconvinced, "People are foreigners, what's wrong with you being generous!?"

Zhang Jing ignored the female staff, and Xiao Xiaotian's voice was heard on the phone.

"Is there something wrong?" Xiao Xiaotian asked weakly.

Someone has become a 'poor person', Xiao Xiaotian feels bored to answer the phone.

"I'm at Shucheng Airport," Zhang Jing quickly cut through the mess, "There is a fried chicken man, who just boarded flight U5486 that is about to take off, he has a problem, don't say I didn't warn you if the plane has an accident."

Xiao Xiaotian's first reaction was disbelief, just like a person who could predict the future, telling him that the peso would depreciate in the future, and it was a reason to prepare in advance.

"How do you know?" Xiao Xiaotian asked rhetorically.

Zhang Jing refused to explain, took the initiative to hang up the phone, and took the ticket to Xiao Xiaotian.

Because Zhang Jing refused to be harvested, Xiao Xiaotian was always angry in his heart, hesitated for more than two or three minutes, and called Guo An.

At Shucheng Airport, seeing Zhang Jing calling and saying that there was a problem with the fried chicken man who was put in just now, the staff guarding the entrance of the covered bridge said in a strange manner, "If you report a false policeman, you will be detained."

"You can't stand up after kneeling for a long time, can you?" Zhang Jing put away his mobile phone, crossed his hands on his hips and scolded the other party directly, "In the future, you Ruyi Airlines, it's good to change your name to Taijun Ruyi Airlines."

thought that Zhang Jing was a person who could not bear to swallow his voice, but he didn't expect the scolding to be so ugly, the woman was so angry that she couldn't do it, and she fought back: "You are the bottom of society, nothing!"

"You put on this uniform and stop here, and you are the top of society?" Zhang Jing's words were polite, "Liang Jingru gave you the courage?"

was stabbed again, and the woman fought back, "I've been to many Guo's homes and seen many foreigners, and their men are better than the men in Zone D."

"Strong?" Zhang Jing smiled, "How many skin tones do you experience?"

"I've experienced..."

"Stop!" Another female staff member with a ball-like hairstyle and uniform on the side interrupted the argument, looked at Zhang Jing and asked, "Sir, why did you say that the fried chicken man just now had a problem?"

"Don't you think this scene is familiar?" Zhang Jing asked another staff member with freckles on his face who joined the topic, "The same step on the plane is also a foreigner."

At the same time, the tower asked the U5486 flight, which was slowly heading to the scheduled runway, to stop.

"The first shift arrives, and before 5 p.m. on the second shift, thank you for your support, voting, leaving messages, and rewards."