Return of the Soldier King

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A Boeing 747 flew over the Pacific Ocean.

"Hello passengers, welcome to take this flight, we still have two hours to reach Huaxia Huhai City, which is known as the Oriental Pearl. It's breakfast time ..."

After a short broadcast, a beautiful stewardess in blue uniform pushed out the dining car and distributed breakfast to passengers.

"Sir, please wake up, it's breakfast time."

By the window, a teenager was wearing a blindfold and was sleeping soundly against the window. The stewardess reminded him that when there was no response, he reluctantly spread his hands and pushed the dining car to continue on.

At this time, Ye Fei took off his blindfold and woke up.

He was wearing a plaid shirt on the upper body and frayed jeans on the lower body. He looked plain and ordinary, but with a pair of black eyes and incomparably deep, like a deep well.

"Sir, do you want cup noodles or rice?" The stewardess saw Ye Fei woke up, handed over a menu, and smiled politely.

"I want three table knives." Ye Fei stood up and looked around, his deep eyes flashing an undetectable light.

"Sir, what are you talking about?" The stewardess froze, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

"I said ... I need three table knives." Ye Fei said seriously.

"Is there something wrong with this child." The passengers next to him cast their doubtful eyes on Ye Fei.

"Okay, sir."

Faced with such a quirky problem, the stewardess could only smile awkwardly, and took out three special plastic knives on the plane and handed them to Ye Fei.

"Thank you."

Ye Fei sat down, playing with a light plastic knife in his hand, and muttered in his mouth: "I was really unlucky to catch up with such a thing!"

Ye Fei's voice just fell.

boom!

There was a gunshot.

In the front seat, two men stood up with guns in their hands and shouted, "Hijack, don't fucking!"

"Ah!" Screamed in the cabin.

"Boom!"

A big five-three-thick man confronted the two airmen who rushed over. He even fired four shots and said in a rough voice: "Shut up and shut me up, whoever calls, the end will be the same as them!"

Suddenly, the cabin was quiet, no one dared to say a word, after all, this thing is terrible.

In the direction of the captain's room, a spectacled man walked over, carrying a gun in his hand, blood on his body, bloodshot eyes covered with blood, looking a little nervous: "The pilot is done! You are optimistic about the passengers, don't let anything go wrong appear."

"Okay, boss!"

One hijacker and two hijackers nodded.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are welcome to take this flight and tell everyone the unfortunate news that the plane will change course to Myanmar and you are now my hostages. Your life is under my control."

The glasses glasses bowed, and the tone of speech was like a speech on stage, and a nervous smile appeared on his face: "Now, I want you to be absolutely quiet! Otherwise, you will die!"

Wow wow wow ~~

As soon as the glasses guy finished speaking, the baby cried in the cabin.

A glamorous young woman, holding a seven-to-eight-month-old baby, is crying loudly.

The spectacled man walked over with a gloomy face and snatched the baby over.

"She ... she doesn't understand anything, just a child!" The young woman knelt in front of the glasses man and begged.

"Defeat my end, only die! The child must die!"

The spectacled man raised his hands high in order to throw the baby to death.

At this time, the glasses man felt someone patting his shoulder, turned his head, and saw Ye Fei's shy smile, and was shocked: "What do you want to do?"

"Brother, let's discuss something, shall we not go to Myanmar? I want to go to Shanghai." Ye Fei said with a serious expression.

"You're **** mad, you're impatient now! Lao Tzu is a hijacker, don't you not take me in the eye?"

The spectacled man was stunned, suddenly angry, grabbed the pistol around his waist, pointed at Ye Fei's forehead, and was about to pull the trigger.

Who knew Ye Fei's eyes suddenly became sharp, and with a wave of his hand, he pierced a plastic table knife on the arm of the glasses man.

"Aw ,,"

A pig-like howling came from the male mouth of the glasses, and both the gun and the baby fell.

Ye Feifei leaped and turned over, already holding the baby in his arms.

"Fuck!"

On the other side, two hijackers, one tall and one short, found the situation on this side, and immediately turned their muzzle to point to Ye Fei's body.

Ye Fei is three meters away from the two hijackers, and with the baby in his hand, it is impossible to avoid it.

Woo! Woo!

Ye Fei did not panic and flicked his hands, and the remaining two plastic table knives flew out of his hands to cut the air, and a terrible crackling sound was heard.

puff!

Two plastic table knives, one on the left and one on the right, were instantly nailed to the throats of the two hijackers ...

"Woo ..."

The two hijackers made a whine, covering their throats, and their bodies slumped to the ground. Their eyes were full of disbelief. The light and crisp plastic table knives had such terrible lethality, and they lost two Hit, and accurately hit the target.

For a while, everyone in the cabin was stunned, eyes staring at the big boy with a shy smile.

Is he the legendary martial arts master?

"Get it!" Ye Fei kicked the stunned spectacled man with a kick and clapped his hands. "Three knives, just enough."

The stewardess on the side was shocked and looked at Ye Fei surprisedly: "How do you know that someone is going to hijack the plane? And three people?"

"I see it." Ye Fei pointed at his own eyes, revealing a mysterious smile.

The crew members, except for the two airmen who were shot dead, the captain and the deputy captain were only injured. They quickly contacted the airport. In two hours, the plane landed smoothly at Shanghai Pudong Airport.

Ooo!

The siren screamed that eight police cars had been waiting on the tarmac for a long time. The plane had just stopped and a female police officer led the team. A dozen police officers rushed up and handcuffed the hijackers who had been ambushed by Ye Fei.

"Mr. Murong, the hijackers have all been arrested." A policeman said saluting the female police officer.

"Who did it to suppress them?" Murong looked around, with a shock on Qiao's face.

"It's me." Ye Fei stood up and looked at the beautiful policewoman who was brave and grinning.

Mu Rong saw Ye Fei, his body suddenly stiffened, and Xiu Mei also wrinkled slightly: "Take him away too."

"okay!"

A policeman walked to Ye Fei and smiled: "Brother, you are so powerful, you can actually subdue the three gunjackers! Follow us to the police station and record a confession. It's no big deal, and there are bonuses. "

"Whoever said it was a confession and didn't want to die, quickly handcuffed him!" Mu Rong looked at Ye Fei, as if he was an enemy, his slender fingers were already placed on the waist pistol.

Seeing the female police officer indiscriminately, she wanted to treat the hero who rescued the plane as a criminal. Not only were the police officers stunned, but even the passengers next to them were not happy, they shouted:

"Female police officer, you are wrong, this guy is a good man!"

"Yeah, without him, we might be dead now!"

"Although you are a policeman, you can't come here! I have already remembered your sirens. I must complain to you later!"

Mu Rong's face turned red all of a sudden, and he took out a wanted warrant from his body and unfolded it in front of people: "Good man? Look at yourself. Ye Fei, Hua Xia, Interpol Special Wanted, guilty of terrorist crimes, global wanted!"

Everyone was stunned. Ye Fei's photos were indeed on the wanted order, but they couldn't believe that this shy boy would commit such a terrible crime.

"Handcuff me, I'll go with you." Ye Fei sighed, handcuffed, and escorted to the police car by the police.

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