The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

One in four chances is not too small, but this decision involves hundreds of lives, no one dares to take such a gamble.

Everyone was silent. One minute passed, and the psychologist said: "I have been unlucky since I was a child, and I always lose every bet, so I can't make this decision."

As soon as he said this, everyone was thinking about their past luck.In fact, the people who were able to board this plane were all elites from all walks of life. Naturally, their luck would not be too bad, but it may be that their luck was almost used up, so they boarded this death flight.

Can live well, no one wants to die.

Now they are at an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, there are bombs in the plane, and the escape door cannot be opened. Some of them may be the captain's accomplices. This is simply a hell escape mode.

More than half of the people retreated, and the remaining few did not speak, and their faces were full of hesitation.

The middle-aged man looked back at the crowd, and finally his eyes fell on Cen Baihe: "The Cen family has been good for generations and has always been blessed by the heavens. Even this bomb was discovered by Mr. Cen. This decision is left to you. "

Cen Bohe didn't speak.

The middle-aged man looked at the others again: "Do you have any opinions?"

At this time, it is not about who has more wealth and background, but who is more lucky and who has accumulated more virtue.Everyone knows the good deeds the Cen family has done over the years, and Cen Baihe's luck has always been exceptionally good. He can make money in whatever he does, and even his crooked body has improved a lot this year. With the help of a master, the sickness disappeared completely.

In the face of great difficulties, many people would subconsciously avoid choices and responsibilities, so no one objected to the middle-aged man's decision.

"Mr. Cen," the middle-aged man handed the scissors to Cen Bohe, who looked at the tool in his hand. Are these scissors for sewing clothes?

"There is no suitable tool on the plane, these scissors are quite sharp, let's make do with it," the middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his brow, and grinned.People who can still laugh at such a juncture have excellent psychological quality.

Cen Bohe pinched the scissors, watched the time on the time bomb pass by every minute and every second, and looked at these few threads and felt a little bit overwhelmed.

This kind of plot is often played in TV dramas, such as choosing one of several threads, but the colors of those threads are different, at least you can choose according to your preference. The few threads here are all shit yellow, nothing special place.

He took a deep breath, and the scissors reached for one of the lines.

"Mr. Cen! Wait a moment," a fat man with a pale face, his eyes full of panic, "There is still a little time left, why don't you think about it again, and think slowly. Come on, take a deep breath."

Cen Bohe looked down at the things in front of him, and remembered what Qian Qian had said.

Qian Qian said that he was born an extremely noble person, and the purple energy on his body could not only protect himself, but also protect others.He clenched the scissors in his hand, and just as he was about to make up his mind, suddenly the sound of the dragon's chant sounded in his ears again.

Twice, he heard two more dragon chants.

Cen Bohe let out a breath slowly, and before everyone had time to react, he pressed the scissors.

Click.

In less than a second, everyone on the plane finally realized what a second feels like a year, and many people even closed their eyes involuntarily.

But one second passed, two seconds passed, even five seconds passed, and there was no explosion.

"This... is this a success?" Someone asked.

"Success?"

"Success!"

This group of dignitaries who were barely able to maintain their demeanor at the moment couldn't care less about their image. Some laughed, some wept with joy, and some rushed up to hug Cen Baihe.No one cared whether Cen Bohe was cold-hearted or not easy to get along with. In their eyes, Cen Bohe was the savior who radiated golden light!

Cen Bohe felt that someone was hugging his waist, someone was holding his hand, and someone was calling his name, and the whole cabin was filled with cries, laughter, applause, all these were the joy of the rest of his life.

Only the captain who was tied to the chair shouted that it was impossible. In fact, his bomb had a trap, that is, cutting a thread would not be able to stop the bomb from exploding. It would only speed up the time of the time bomb. The proud sons of heaven could only wait for death, and just thinking about this scene could make him feel happy.

But why would it prevent the explosion from succeeding?

This is impossible!

"Mr. Cen, did you cut two pieces?!" The middle-aged man originally wanted to put the bomb away carefully and hand it over to the police waiting at the airport after the plane landed. Not one thread, but two.

"Oh, it doesn't matter if it's one or two, it's a good thing if the bomb doesn't blow up!" An old lady glared at him, "There's nothing to make a fuss about." After saying this, she rubbed against Cen Bohe like a crazy fan Like a sister, she took his hand and shook it a few times.

"Good luck, good luck, I won't wash my hands when I go home today!"

"Yes, yes, let's all rub it together!" The crowd in ecstasy actually didn't have much sense at all. In their eyes, Cen Baihe was no longer the fifth master of the Cen family, but a blessing of good luck that moved The weapon, the kind that can live a hundred years if you touch it, and the kind that is invulnerable to all evil.

Cen Bohe had never experienced such a scene before. If he had been surrounded by people like this in the past, he would have turned around and left with a sullen face, but at this moment, looking at these old or young faces, he did not feel bored. There was a smile on his face.

If you want to touch it, you can touch it, anyway, you won't lose a piece of meat.

The news of the safety of the plane quickly spread to the headquarters, and the serious atmosphere in the headquarters immediately relaxed, and several younger staff members even clapped happily.

"Thank goodness!"

"Keep in touch with the people on the plane at all times without interruption."

"Arrange the police and bomb disposal experts at the airport to stand by and wait for the passengers to leave the plane safely."

The Cen family received the news very early. They heard the news when the plane crashed, so the whole family sat at home and waited for the follow-up news.

"Dad, do you want to tell him about Xiao Yan?" Third Brother Cen felt bored and blocked, but thinking of the fifth younger brother's love for Qi Yan, he felt that Qi Yan should know about this matter, at least one more People pray that the fifth brother can return safely.

"No need," Cen Qiusheng shook his head, "If these two children are destined to have nothing to do with each other, why bother making people sad."

Second Sister Cen's lips trembled, but she didn't say anything after all.Before the younger brother returned safely, it was useless to say anything else.

As time passed, Cen's family's complexion became more and more ugly, and their eyes all fell on the phone on the coffee table.Now they both dread the phone ringing and look forward to it ringing.

"Jingle bell! Jingle bell!"

Cen Qiusheng's hand holding the cane was trembling, he looked at the phone that kept ringing, and said in a hoarse voice, "Boss, you come to answer it."

Brother Cen picked up the phone receiver with trembling hands: "Hi, this is Cen's house."

"What?!" Brother Cen raised his volume, "Really?!"

"Okay, thank you!" Brother Cen hung up the phone and looked at his family members in ecstasy, "Bo He is fine, the plane is safe!"

"Are you sure?!" Cen Qiusheng looked at his eldest son and asked, "Are you really all right?"

"Yes, the plane has landed at the coastal airport. No one died, only the robber and one passenger were injured." Brother Cen put his hands together, "God bless, God bless!"

A smile finally appeared on Cen Qiusheng's face, and even the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes and forehead were filled with joy, "Arrange a special plane to pick him up right away, I'll take care of the route problem!"

"Okay, Dad." Brother Cen stood up from the sofa suddenly, and said with a smile on his face, "I'll go get ready right away."

It wasn't until the plane landed at the airport and all personnel were safely evacuated that the news of the hijacking of the flight of the Huaxia visiting group got out.

At the beginning, no one on the Internet believed the news, and some angry netizens even scolded the people who spread the rumors with bad intentions and joked about the matter of human life.Even if the netizens are just people who eat melons, they still understand how important those people in the Huaxia visiting group are.

Netizens with good deeds even found the list of the visiting group. This list includes famous experts and professors, successful businessmen and elites from all walks of life. If something happens to these people, it will be a big loss to China's economy and culture.

There are more and more rumors on the Internet. Netizens began to ask the truth on some official media Weibo. However, it is strange that the gossip has spread so much on the Internet, but there is no official media reporting this matter, and no one Stand up and refute rumors.

After noon, a Weibo blogger certified as the official Weibo of the Imperial Public Security issued an announcement. He was arrested by the public security organ on charges of destroying state public property, and the case is currently under further investigation.

As soon as this announcement came out, it was confirmed that the hijacking incident was real, but the majority of netizens were still relieved. The robbers were caught, which means that the plane has landed safely and the casualties should not be too great.Quite a few people tweeted words of thanks to God, blessings, etc., apparently to feel happy for the passengers on the flight.

Many people usually scold others online, or complain about social injustice, but when it comes to this kind of time, most netizens are well-intentioned. They don't care who is on the plane or what their identities are, as long as they can be safe. good.

This is the good instinct hidden in the human body.

When Cen Bohe returned to the imperial capital by special plane, it was around two o'clock in the afternoon, and there were several people on the flight with him.

Stepping on the solid ground of the imperial capital, they suddenly came to their senses. It turned out that they had really escaped.

After saying goodbye to each other, Cen Bohe was baptized by his family's enthusiasm when he returned home, but he didn't see Qi Yan's figure until night fell.

He called his cell phone, and it was a strange man who answered the phone.

"Mr. Cen?" The person on the other end of the phone probably knew him, and said immediately, "It's great that you came back safely. Master Qi was injured and unconscious, and is currently being treated in the hospital."

Hospital?

Cen Bohe inexplicably thought of those dragon chants.

"Please tell me the address of the hospital, and I will come right away."

"Bai He, where are you going?" Second Sister Cen saw that her brother had just returned and was about to leave, so she hurriedly stopped him: "Dinner is ready, and it's all your favorite dishes."

"Second sister, my friend is in the hospital and I'm going to see him."

"You mean Xiaoyan?" Second Sister Cen stared fixedly at Cen Bohe, trying to read something from his face.

"Yes." Cen Baihe nodded, turned around and left the door

"Bai He, you..."

"Don't call him," Cen Qiusheng stood at the entrance of the corridor, looking at the open door, "Your brother's affairs are up to him."

"But Dad, do you know that Bai He..."

"Ah, you think too much."

"I see." Second Sister Cen bit her lower lip, frowned slightly and stopped talking.