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A large number of exhausted passengers on the plane lined up to leave, one by one, they were hidden among the armed police and reporters surrounding the plane, and the medical staff and police rushed forward to deliver hot water Water blankets and other props for calming the mind, the joy of the rest of the life after the catastrophe slowly appeared on the faces of the people.

It's just that the atmosphere is not entirely joyful. Many of them and their male relatives are still trapped on the plane. I don't know if there is a chance to be rescued, and there is someone who has never met before...

Jian Zhe's reputation is indeed great, but to most people, he is also a favorite movie star, a face high above and far away in the sky, and the incident of coming out of the closet some time ago brought him to the forefront It is to add a little bit of after-dinner conversation among ordinary people.

Originally, at such a critical moment of life and death, no one would care whether the one who was kidnapped with him was a popular actor or an uncle on the street.

But everyone here... knows whose blessing they are able to escape so quickly.

However, they have also been frightened beyond the tolerance of ordinary people. What they need most now is the company of their families and a quiet environment for recuperation, and even the psychological counseling room that has been prepared at the airport. Other things should be left for later.

However, reporters don't care about this. What they need most now is to get the most useful information.

They came up to surround the survivors in a crowd, and kept throwing problems on these people.

"May I ask how you feel now, and what did you think of when you faced that moment of life and death?"

"Why did the hijackers agree to let you leave safely? We heard that this is related to the negotiation between Mr. Jian Zhe and them. Is it true?"

"What's the situation on the plane now? Will the kidnappers hijack the plane and leave immediately after getting the resources?"

Although the airport security guards tried their best to protect these people, the problem was still able to break through their defense. The survivors who were guarded in the center looked numb, and their faces became worse and worse in such a siege.

"Please get out of the way, they need treatment!" However, some dissenting voices were quickly drowned in various questions that caught the microphone and amplified the decibels.

Finally, someone broke down and screamed. The girl in a long skirt cried and shoved the reporters who came up, shouting hysterically: "Enough, enough...! He's still there...he's still there!"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Do you think the remaining hostages on board are still in danger?"

"Did the hijackers use violence against you?"

Many more people started to cry. They didn't answer the overwhelming questions at all, but just vented their inner fear and worry like a nervous breakdown.

It was not until they finally boarded the airport bus that the journalists were reluctantly isolated. There was still an oppressive silence on the bus. The mothers hugged their children tightly, and the girls held their faces in their hands and cried.

This is too harsh an experience for anyone.

But there is no doubt that the figure who stood up to protect them when they were called every day should not be called and the ground was not effective, is destined to remain in the memory of many people indelibly.

Whatever their original opinion of this public figure, all that remains afterwards is gratitude, admiration, and a little shame.

After all, unlike the crew, he never had the obligation to do his best to protect others, did he?

He is a real, heroic figure as described in film and television works.

With the rescue of the first batch of hostages, the tarmac became quiet again. The airport did not dare to delay, and immediately prepared the oil truck and the required food and water, and planned to send them to the planes parked in the center of the site.

The hijackers still wouldn't let any of the crew get near the plane, and they sent two men to drive over to the car that was parked far away, and then forced the rest of the crew to equip them.

The fuel truck was running rumblingly, and fresh fuel was continuously sent into the heart of the plane. The rescuers surrounded by the outer ring raised their hearts higher and higher. With every bit of the fuel tank full, their hope of a successful rescue Just a little less.

But the current situation left them at a loss. This group of terrorists was too vigilant, and they didn't give them any chance at all—the parking area was so empty that there was no shelter, and the operation team couldn't get close.

The contact numbers of various media and airport officials are almost blown up—there are always more people in this world who care about entertainment than disasters, and when these two things are connected, there is probably nothing else that can catch up of its heat.

Jian Zhe is in a state where movie fans all over the world are about to explode at the touch of a touch. You can never imagine how fanatical star chasing can be. pressure.

"What the fuck is the point of them doing this?!" The person in charge of the hijacking incident was about to collapse, "Aren't we happy if we can exchange a little fuel for the lives of a plane? They really think that terrorists fly After leaving, will they send their male god back intact! By the way, also bring the souvenirs of the destination?!"

The secretary sighed: "Calm down, sir, this is exactly what the hijackers want to achieve, and there is nothing we can do about it."

"...Why the hell is Mr. Film King on this broken plane! In such a situation, he can't hide his identity safely?! Or does he actually have the desire to sign autographs for terrorists?"

"Sir..." the secretary couldn't help protesting, "Jian Zhe is not that kind of person, you have to admit that if he wasn't there, we wouldn't even be able to rescue those people now."

"..." The person in charge kept a dark face and did not speak. Intellectually, he knew that what the secretary said was right. From the perspective of rescue, Jian Zhe could provide him with much more help on the plane than if he was not there. But emotionally, the mental pressure brought to him by this person also made him resentful.

"Instead of paying attention to those little things," another middle-aged man in a police uniform came over and gave them a warning look, "how to think about how to keep track of the plane's movements without being noticed, they are now ready to take off. "

"What?" The person in charge ran to the window in a panic—on the empty field, the huge silver-gray plane had already begun to taxi slowly, "You didn't even think of a way to delay it even for a moment? What is the captain doing? ...Can't he just say that the plane is broken and can't fly!"

The police officer didn't want to talk to him, but because of his identity, he still explained: "The co-pilot and the mechanic have been thrown out. If you want to repair it, you must send someone from the airport-and the plane has not experienced any damage. What an idiot would have to be a robber to believe that something went wrong suddenly."

At the end of his speech, he couldn't help but sarcasm. These bureaucrats never did anything practical except for rhetoric and accusations: "The captain of this plane is already very good, and any of his actions are in full compliance with the regulations. A place to pick a thorn."

"Damn excellent!" The person in charge yelled, "Is it good to act according to the kidnapper's words? The opportunities he created for us are not even as many as a star who was kidnapped at the same time."

The police officer took a deep breath: "Different identities will lead to differences in behavior—Sir, if you want to waste your time on meaningless complaints and quarrels, we really have to deal with this important aircraft." The plane lost contact."

He watched worriedly at the fuselage that had started to speed up gradually, and prayed silently in his heart.

During the short phone call between Jian Zhe and his management team just now, the leading manager said that Mr. Jian seems to have some plans - but a noble actor who has never been involved in this field can really Is there a way to rescue a plane from five vicious kidnappers armed with guns?

Although he acted tough in front of the person in charge, he still had some complaints about the crew in his heart—even though he knew that there was no way to do better under such circumstances, he still had some unrealistic expectations instinctively.

In addition... and the most worrying point, these kidnappers must have their own internal agents in the airlines to be able to bring guns onto the plane, and this internal agent has not yet shown up.

Even if this disaster can be a fluke, it is difficult to guarantee that the same incident will not happen again.

To put it bluntly, at that time, it is unlikely that there will be a passenger like Jian Zhe who has a special status and a calm mind on the plane.

"Sir, another call came in."

The officer sighed and walked out of the control room by himself.

Being able to receive a call from them means that the identity of the person on the other end is definitely not simple, and he is ready to be held accountable.

But on the plane at this time, the atmosphere was unimaginably "peaceful".

After successfully getting what they needed, the mood of the hijackers improved significantly. Although they still looked tense and kept paying attention to the movements outside to avoid being followed, the madness of reaching the end of the road just now was reduced. many.

The bald leader returned to the cockpit to monitor their captain, and the remaining four were still distributed among the first class and the economy class, but the door in the middle was not closed, and they shouted and joked with each other from time to time.

The bearded man seemed to be very interested in Shen You, he pushed Shen You to sit on the vacant chair in the front row, and after a while he talked to him with his hands and feet.

Shen You: "..." Big Brother, can you remember your own identity...

He felt very bad, this thick-skinned hijacker was a bit too interested in himself... He didn't really believe that this kind of terrorists, who live with their heads on their belts every day, would have the leisure to watch movies and chase stars, although this person He acted a little bit like a fan of his idol, but he instinctively realized that the other party was not that identity.

Maybe it's because of their strong and weak relationship now, the other's coveting—rather than liking—is particularly obvious, Shen You sincerely hopes that she is thinking too much, but the increasingly unruly hands on him are cruel shattered his illusions.

His long windbreaker had been taken off as a blanket after boarding the plane, obviously—the kidnappers didn't have much time to help him put on the clothes when they took him out of the seat.

The air-conditioning system on the plane has been turned off to save fuel, and the rest of the passengers who have not eaten for most of the day at least have slightly thicker clothes to keep warm, but now he is only wearing a thin white shirt.

It’s really cold—the temperature at high altitudes is already extremely low, and a lot of heat is inevitably taken away without food for a long time. Now everyone except the hijackers looks extremely depressed—even if there is a person in the luggage. No one dared to open the luggage rack to get the food under such strict guards.

But what's even more exaggerated is that when Shen Xianjun was thinking about whether to use immortal techniques to protect himself from the cold, a thick and well-knit big hand suddenly came in from the open collar of his shirt and pressed against the skin on his chest. superior.

"..." Shen Xianjun was stunned for a moment, then shrank back suddenly as if shocked by electricity, and stared in disbelief at the bearded man who was already sitting on the seat next to him and still stretched out his hand.

The other party instinctively rubbed his hands together, showing a disgusted smile.

What should come will always come... In fact, Shen You has been waiting for him for a long time.

He had a plan before—it wasn't as risky as Peter thought at first, but it wasn't much better. There was no room for error in any link, and he had to wait for the most suitable time... and excuses. OK.

Movie Emperor Jian seemed to be frightened, his body trembled slightly, although he was still trying to stay calm, he looked like he wanted to curl up in a ball on the chair.

The bearded man chuckled. This kind of pretense of calm that hides fragility and fear is the easiest to arouse people's dark desires. If he still has a little reason left, he can't wait to take the other person's body under such circumstances. The shirt was torn to shreds.

Look at this calm and noble actor who usually stands high on the screen with a broken expression, and bruises are roughly imprinted on his extremely delicate and fair skin that he spends a lot of money on.

Just thinking about it makes one's blood boil.

Of course, now is not the right time, he can only live his addiction first.

However, after arriving at the destination, you can ask the boss to save this kid's life for a while-what a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!It's like a New Year's gift from God.

He is indeed not a ridiculous "fan", but he has been thinking about Jian Zhe for a long time.

These people also need to vent their physical needs—or in other words, they need more than ordinary people.But what is different from his companions is that the bearded man is very literary and artistic, which is rare in the group. Compared with those GV actors who pretend to be naked as a selling point, or the well-dressed MBs in the club, he always loves the general Jian Zhe, who plays some characters who are tightly wrapped from head to toe, is more interested.

Maybe it's because of the so-called abstinence sex appeal?

Forget him, now is not the time to think about such profound questions, the bearded man complacently pushed Jian Zhe, who was trembling slightly, to the seat further back, and stretched out his hand to stroke his face with the butt of the gun in fascination.

The cold metal touch made Jian Zhe's already weak body even more uncomfortable. He even wanted to vomit, but he managed to bear it.

"Aren't you... not going on patrol?"

"What?" The bearded man couldn't hear the faint voice at all, not to mention the volume problem, just the excitement immersed in satisfaction made it difficult for him to notice the outside situation.

Jian Zhe plucked up the courage to avoid his gun slightly: "The engine room..."

This time the bearded man understood, and Mr. Actor, who tried his best to save himself, made him laugh happily: "Honey, they are not as important as you."

Most of the passengers in the cabin have left, and two of the remaining people should be enough.

What's more, what can these frightened ordinary people do, except sit there in horror and wait for others to come to rescue them, they are no different from the shelf chairs on this plane.

Fascinated, he leaned forward and licked Jian Zhe's fair and slender neck.

Shen You managed not to vomit all over him directly.

He was sneaking eyes on the movements of the other two hijackers in the cabin, calculating their next positions—they were looking this way with knowing smiles—while posing in a suitable position, casually perfunctory A strong man who is almost under pressure.

But... he couldn't bear it any longer, he could already feel something scorching hot against his lower abdomen, it was hard to predict whether this stupid bear would not only let the situation develop but also lure him spontaneously, What's going on here.

He quickly covered his eyes with a thin layer of water, and pleaded softly, "Can...can you go to the back."

The handsome young man seemed to have understood his situation and simply gave up struggling.

The bearded man looked at the young man's face, which was red to the earlobe, and the soft voice... He couldn't help but gulped.

"Please..."

"That's TNND hypocrisy..." He stood up abruptly while cursing, dragged Jian Zhe up like a sack and carried it on his shoulders, and strode towards the rear cabin.

Both his companions shook their heads, and even turned their faces away from them considerately, but the obscene smiles on their faces revealed their emotions.

They seemed to think that the situation was completely under their control.

Only the three hijackers knew the whole story of this farce—it was night, and there was only a very weak light in the cabin. The frightened passengers barely kept their heads in their hands and buried their heads in their knees. No one had the strength Pay attention to the movements of the outside world, and no one thinks about doing anything to save themselves.

... Just kidding, they are not the indestructible superheroes in the movie.

However, the movement of the bearded man carrying the man to the tail of the plane at the end was quite loud, and several people were startled—they couldn’t see the specific situation clearly, and only thought that these gangsters had come up with some way to torture the passengers, except for silently He bowed his head again but had no other choice.

——This is the best thing for Shen You, he is sure that the two security guards can maintain the vigilance they should have and follow his movements later, which is enough.

As for the others... They are the greatest help if they sit obediently. Do you really expect these unarmed citizens to fight the robbers or something?

The bearded man walked to the corner seat in the last row in two steps—it was the row behind Shen You and Peter's original seats. He slammed the person on his shoulders onto the seat, and then rushed over impatiently.

Shen You groaned in pain, the previous violent treatment caused him some injuries, and now he was mercilessly thrown onto the seat, and an extremely heavy body was quickly pressed down on him, almost He spat out a mouthful of blood.

But—the timing was just right, and the remaining two kidnappers who were on patrol happened to be next to Peter and his companions one after the other.

The one who walked up to them looked at their situation jokingly and was about to say something when he noticed that Peter in the front seat had quietly pulled out the pistol hidden in his waist.

His heart suddenly calmed down, and his mind was extremely clear.

The bearded man bit Jian Zhe's Adam's apple very comfortably. The dim light made it difficult for him to see the other's expression clearly. He could only see the pair of clear eyes suddenly light up—as if he was For a moment, tears filled with pain.

"Yo, it's really tender..."

Suddenly, Shen You turned over violently, the bearded kidnapper was completely unprepared, and was easily overturned by him. Shen You didn't dare to delay for a second and used his whole body weight to hold him down. He took out a pen from his pocket and pointed it at him. With a sharp poke in the eye, he shouted at the same time:

"Go!"

In fact, needless to say, the two professional security guards were always watching their movements nervously, and jumped up and attacked the kidnapper who happened to be beside him almost the moment he turned over.

The hijackers were stunned for a moment, but they also quickly realized that the four fell into a short and intense struggle, but it was precisely because of this that no one could shoot in a short time.

The passengers let out suppressed exclamations. They couldn't care less about maintaining the required posture anymore, they all straightened up and stared dumbfounded at the source of the sudden fierce fighting, and couldn't help holding their breath.

The bearded man howled angrily, because he was too relaxed just now, and because he didn't expect the docile little sheep to suddenly show his fangs, one of his eyes was successfully attacked by Shen You, and he was gurgling out. with blood.

But even so, he also threw out the incomparable actor Jian Zhe in an instant. Jian Zhe staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground, coughing in pain.

The bearded man rushed forward viciously and slapped him twice, then grabbed the opponent's slender neck.

Those two palms were powerful and heavy, Jian Zhe was stunned in an instant, gold stars were popping up in front of his eyes, and warm and salty things flowed out from the corners of his mouth uninterruptedly.

The hand holding his neck made him almost suffocate, and he tried feebly to separate the two hands that looked like iron clamps around his neck, but under such circumstances, it was undoubtedly just a drop in the bucket.

Shen Xianjun in the sea of ​​consciousness was extremely calm.

"Calculate his body value, and make some adjustments so that he can hold on for a while longer."

Although the pain shielding system hadn't returned to normal, compared with Tang Zhiyan's pain at that time, this level of pain was really a child's disease. He made up his mind to delay it for even a moment longer.

Most of the consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, but it could also relieve some pain.

The bearded man's sight was covered by the blood flowing from his eyes. The pain and anger completely burned his reason, and his hand strength continued to increase, but he didn't think of drawing the gun and directly shooting Jian Zhe.

He wanted this man to die in pain, and the instant pain of the gun seemed a little too cheap for him.

The body under his body, which was still tense just now, gradually became softer. There was a bloodthirsty and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and he tried his best to open his eyes wide to see the expression on the other party's face clearly.

"boom!"

Gunshots sounded.