Ren Xiangming had a question in his heart when he heard the words, such a powerful person was arrested because of illegal entry?

Looking at his expression, Fan Yuda knew what he was thinking, and smiled wryly in his heart, but he couldn't tell Ren Xiangming the specific content of this matter, it was classified as confidential.

And what Ares encountered back then was not an ordinary army, but the Spike Special Brigade!

It was the wolf king who sent Ares to prison!

Thinking of Fan Yuda this way, he felt that Ye Qiu might be a little confused. It was obviously the wolf king who caused the trouble, but he asked the dragon king to solve it.

Of course, Fan Yuda couldn't make a decision on this matter by himself, so he immediately notified the militants' request to the higher-ups.

...

It was still in the meeting room in Yanjing.

A piece of information about Ares was placed in front of everyone, and they all frowned after reading it.

"Ares is too dangerous, and it was the wolf king who sent him in. If we agree to their request, it will probably cause trouble."

"I don't agree."

"However, there is a question. Now Ares is indeed being held in a secret prison in Ninghai City, but how did this thing get out?"

"It's impossible to release people, but they know where Ares is being held, so Ninghai City is very dangerous, and the target needs to be transferred immediately."

"Then pretend to agree and shift the target first."

Mr. Ye also agreed to the transfer plan, but he always felt a little uneasy.

...

Fan Yuda received the conclusion of the negotiation, frowned and said: "We can agree to your request, but you must ensure the safety of the passengers!"

"Don't worry, we will abide by the agreement, but don't play tricks with us. Now we have fifteen minutes to arrive at Ninghai Airport. I hope we can meet our comrades when we arrive!"

"Impossible, it's too late!"

"From now on before we arrive at the Ninghai airport, if we can't meet people, I will kill a person, and every minute after that, I will send a person to meet our God comrade. Don't try to fool me, Now our people are watching you."

Fan Yuda wanted to say something else, but the communication on the other side was cut off, and then he punched the table hard, cursing: "This group of beasts!"

Ren Xiangming's face was serious: "Now we can only get ready and wait for the plane to land."

The command center was full of anger, and everyone was concerned about the safety of the passengers on the plane.

"Coming."

Ye Qiu was originally sitting in his seat and resting with his eyes closed. At this moment, he suddenly and keenly noticed that the plane was descending, indicating that it was almost arriving at Ninghai Airport. At this moment, his nerves tensed up.

If the operation is successful, everyone will be saved, and this will be a textbook rescue operation that can be included in the annals of the world.

If the operation fails, it will be difficult for even him to survive.

This is a life and death gamble!

Ordinary people are probably already tense to death by now, even those well-trained fighters can hardly maintain a normal mind.

But for Ye Qiu, the most important thing he lacks is life-and-death gambling, and he will not shrink back from no matter how dangerous the situation is.

Ye Qiu said solemnly, "Wait a minute, you all get under the chairs and put your heads in your hands."

Karl and Yu Shanshan nodded cautiously.

Boom!

There was a shocking sound caused by the plane's descent. This was caused by the plane entering the troposphere from the stratosphere. After ten minutes, the passengers on the plane could see the destination of the flight, Ninghai Airport.

There may be heaven, more may become hell!

Time passed little by little, and the lights of Wanjia in Ninghai City suddenly appeared under the plane, colorful and colorful.

"Time is up."

A militant could already see the airstrip below. With a cold smile in his eyes, he walked around with a gun and patrolled back and forth. Passengers who met his eyes couldn't help but lower their heads, feeling terrified.

The militant immediately walked up to Ye Qiu and Yu Shanshan, pulled the gold-framed man beside them from his seat, and said coldly, "Let's start with you."

"No, don't kill me!"

The man in the gold wire frame screamed in horror. The militant dragged him to the front of the first-class cabin, and then aimed his AK47 at his head with a cruel look in his eyes.

"Wait, I have something to say!" The gold-framed man said in horror, the middle of his trousers was already wet, he was so scared that he peed on his trousers, he hurriedly pointed at Ye Qiu and said, "I saw him talking to that foreigner just now. Talk, that foreigner gave him a black thing!"

Ye Qiu's complexion changed, and he cursed inwardly, then grabbed the satellite phone in his sleeve, and threw it viciously at the militant closest to him.

"ST! Kill him!"

The expressions of the two militants in the first class changed upon hearing this.

The militant who had hit Ye Qiu with a gun before raised his gun and before he could shoot, he saw a black thing suddenly enlarged in front of him, and felt as if someone had punched him hard on the nose.

He cursed secretly, and was about to point his AK47 at the front for a burst of shooting, but suddenly he felt that he was being grabbed by the neck, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the Chinese man he despised before reached out and grabbed his waist neck.

Ye Qiu tightened his fingers and directly broke his neck.

"Kacha" sound of bone cracking sounded, he could feel his life passing away, his eyes gradually lost their brilliance, he never thought until his death that that cowardly looking Chinese man could kill him with one hand he.

"FK, go to hell!"

Another militant took an AK47 and shot at it. Ye Qiu blocked the dead body in front of him, and threw it viciously as a shield.

The militant hurriedly raised his foot to kick the corpse away, and then saw the black shadow following him. He was startled and wanted to shoot, but he had no chance.

Ye Qiu kicked the opponent's chest, causing his body to be thrown up uncontrollably, hitting the cabin behind him hard, a large piece of his chest collapsed, and his eyes bulged. died.

The movement here was directly noticed by the remaining six militants in the economy class and the cockpit of the plane.

"Damn, the situation has changed, kill them!" The expression of the militants in the cockpit of the plane changed immediately. Just when they were about to go back, the plane suddenly shook violently, and a family of fighters suddenly slipped under the Boeing 747 like ghosts. Come out, a beautiful flip appeared in front of the 747.

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