Chapter 258 Just thought

Chapter 258 Just thought

It is too distant a thing for the two words "Little Duck" to be associated with the surname "Li".

Zhang Ruoshui was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

This person... is looking for her!

"Ah! Sir, please don't mess around! Let him go, let him go. Please tell me clearly who you are looking for. I didn't hear you clearly just now!" The flight attendant screamed at the top of her voice, but her expression and words were still trying to maintain calm.

"I'm looking for Li Xiaoya." This time he switched to English and spoke much more smoothly. "I'm not talking to you. She should hear me. She should come out to see me. Otherwise, everyone on the plane will lose their lives because of her."

The flight attendant became even more frantic: "Sir, I know very well that the list of our first-class passengers does not include the Miss Li you mentioned..."

Zhang Ruoshui moved, but was blocked by Wei Wenqing's foot.

The uncle shook his head slightly at her silently. The perfectly wrapped spherical seats in the first-class cabin blocked their movements very well.

"What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

The economy class also became chaotic at this time.

Wei Wenqing stood up, turned around suddenly and rushed forward.

The man's forearm was hit and he groaned, then finally let go.

The flight attendant collapsed to the ground, grabbing the armrest of the chair and gasping for breath.

The other tall passengers were immediately encouraged by what was happening and shouted, "Go! Go! Go together! Catch this guy first!"

But after all, they were strangers who met by chance, and they didn't have enough tacit understanding. After the words were shouted, before they really pounced up together, the man turned his head and knocked one of them away, grabbing the other's wrist and bending it down hard.

The passenger screamed.

This shocked the others who were trying to do something brave.

Only Wei Wenqing did not stop and raised his leg to kick the man in the leg.

The man was suddenly exerted with force and fell forward uncontrollably, waving his hands to grab the blinds above his head.

“Crackle—”

A pile of things fell down.

Wei Wenqing moved forward and pressed his knee against the man's back.

But the man was very strong and resisted two or three times, almost knocking Wei Wenqing out.

It all seemed to happen in just two or three seconds.

The man pressed his face against the carpet, barely keeping his mouth and nose apart, and whispered, "Young Master, you've changed a bit. Now it hurts when you hit someone. Now that you're out, Li Xiaoya is next to the seat where you just stood up, right?"

Wei Wenqing's face changed and he grabbed the man and turned him in another direction.

When the man turned around, his tied coat spread out.

He had some weird plastic bottles tied around his waist.

The people in the first class cabin stood up and tried to stay as far away from him as possible: "What is that?"

"poison?"

"Toxic gas, isn't it?"

"How did you get it on the plane?"

"Who are you?" Wei Wenqing only asked this question.

The man looked at the other sound-generating device on his chest with a strange expression, and then said, "So you don't recognize me?"

Zhang Ruoshui heard the commotion and conversation, but she still lowered her head to unbuckle her seat belt, then stood up and walked towards her uncle.

When she passed the flight attendant, she patted the back of her hand and said in a low voice: "Tell the captain to contact the ground."

After saying this, she stopped beside her uncle as if nothing had happened.

"When white sugar meets potassium nitrate, it produces high-temperature and high-pressure gas." She said, looking down at the plastic bottle.

The other passengers, including the flight attendants, became even more terrified upon hearing this.

After saying this, Zhang Ruoshui lowered her head and looked at the man carefully. There was a scar on his face.

There are many people with scars.

Komnenos' men also had scars on their faces.

But this person's scar is horizontal, and his bloodline is a mixture of British, French and Chinese genes.

"Long time no see, Wei Zhen, I thought you were dead." Zhang Ruoshui said softly.

Her tone had a very calming effect in the chaotic cabin.

At least the passengers didn't panic and scream, they just looked at her in panic.

"You are..." The man was stunned when he heard Zhang Ruoshui calling out his name, "Li Xiaoya?"

No wonder this method is used.

Because the man can hardly recognize her now.

Zhang Ruoshui said nothing.

"He..." The uncle then showed a little anxiety.

"He is my loyal warrior, and that's how it should be. But Grandpa got sick, and you guys got sick too, so he became Wei Lin's dog..."

The corners of the man's mouth twitched with anger and unyielding spirit.

But Zhang Ruoshui didn't look at him and continued, "When I returned to Jinshi, my grandfather transferred him back abroad. Later, Wei Lin was arrested for participating in my kidnapping case... He should have been cleared out by the board of directors as well."

Wei Zhen gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Ruoshui, his eyes brimming with anger: "What kidnapping case? You are the one who slandered Mr.

Zhang Ruoshui lowered her head to look at him and admitted openly, "Yes, I slandered you. Isn't it shameful to lose to me, who was only a few years old?"

"When he was colluding with the board of directors and using his mother's whereabouts to provoke his uncle, how could he have imagined that he would one day die in such humiliation?"

Wei Zhen stared at her with red eyes and uttered a hoarse voice: "Little Miss, you have grown up and become convincing. But I can never be your loyal warrior..."

Zhang Ruoshui nodded: "Yes, because now I look down on you."

Wei Zhen's throat choked, but he still insisted on finishing his words: "You think I'm a dog in your heart, but no one is willing to guard a hopeless future... Do I have to wait for a lifetime before you show up? It was Mr. Wei Lin who promoted me. He was very kind to me, so..."

Wei Zhen exerted force with his legs, flipped over, and tried to pull the plastic bottle around his waist.

Wei Wenqing's face turned grim and he quickly raised his leg to kick.

At the same time, Zhang Ruoshui took action, pulled the blanket from the seat at one side, covered Wei Zhen's head with it, grabbed it tightly, and twisted it.

Wei Zhen's vision went completely black, and his neck seemed to be dislocated. He saw stars and had to use his backhand to pull it away, while staggering to the side.

People exclaimed in surprise, and their eyes on Zhang Ruoshui changed.

That's a girl!

She looks like a pretty young girl!

Wei Zhen's head hit the armrest, his hands hung limply, and his entire head was tightly wrapped in a blanket.

This scene looks a bit scary.

But it also makes people feel at ease.

The passengers breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is it over?" someone asked in a trembling voice.

Just as she finished speaking, a muffled "bang" sound was heard through several layers of door panels and reached everyone's ears.

They were still in shock and could hardly think. They just asked in a daze: "What exploded? Where? Where did it come from?"

"The luggage compartment?"

"How is the ground crew responsible? God!"

After a few screams of fear, Wei Zhen, who had been motionless, suddenly rushed forward. Even though he couldn't see anything, he still smiled and said, "How could I come here alone? I'm just responsible for attracting attention."

Zhang Ruoshui kicked him on the chin, knocking him backwards.

"Uncle! Watch him, don't let him die! I still have something to ask him!"

After saying that, Zhang Ruoshui pushed aside the flight attendant who was blocking her way and ran to the door leading to the cockpit.

The door opened from the inside.

A little air rushed in.

The co-pilot staggered out, holding his head in his hands: "Exploded, exploded..."

He came out covered in blood, and everyone finally saw the situation in the cockpit clearly—

The captain was still sitting in his seat, but half of his head was blown off. It was as if something had been stuffed into his mouth and exploded.

The passengers could no longer control themselves and screamed in fear.

The emotions of passengers in economy class were also completely ignited by the sound of panic.

For a while, there was constant crying and wailing in the cabin.

Zhang Ruoshui pursed her lips, and she was the only one who breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was freshly made explosives, and the others could not be brought on board. Otherwise, the power would have blown up the entire cockpit.

She grabbed a bottle of red wine from the dining car, ran into the cockpit, and smashed it with her backhand.

A dark figure hiding nearby just jumped up and was hit on the forehead by a wine bottle.

In addition to the captain and co-pilot, the cockpit is usually equipped with a safety officer.

Where is the missing one? Zhang Ruoshui thought of this question when she saw the situation in the cockpit.

So... sneak attacks no longer work.

While the other party was dizzy, Zhang Ruoshui grabbed his shoulder, dragged the cockpit first, and said concisely: "He blew it up, control him! Otherwise, you will all die!"

There were always a few passengers who could quickly distinguish the importance of the crime, and they rushed up to tie up the man.

"It's too late, the captain is dead." Wei Zhen said.

Wei Wenqing punched him in the nose, stopping his voice, and blood seeped through the thin blanket.

"Yes, the captain is dead." The passenger murmured.

While holding down the security guard, they looked up at Zhang Ruoshui.

Zhang Ruoshui turned back to the cockpit and said, "We are still in the cruising phase, and the aircraft hardly needs to be operated."

"But what about landing?" Someone swallowed, trying hard to suppress the fear in his tone.

Zhang Ruoshui thought for a moment and said, "Let's contact the ground first."

"We have to go to the cockpit to operate it, right? Who can do it?"

"I've been on helicopters and small fighter transport planes. There should be something in common, right?"

In the economy class cabin at this time.

Qiu Lan held her husband's hand, her face solemn: "It seems something happened."

Her husband Xu Huishan also frowned: "This... is what Yuxiao said, the prophecy? Does this count as us harming the people on the plane?"

Qiu Lan said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense."

She unbuckled her seat belt and said to her colleague sitting in the back seat, "Let's go to the front to see if anyone is injured and needs help."

They conduct field surveys all year round and have a solid foundation in basic first aid knowledge.

The others were trembling with fear and didn't dare to go to the first class cabin, so Qiu Lan and the others looked a little weird.

The door leading to the first-class cabin was destroyed by Wei Zhen, which came in handy for them at this time.

When they pushed the door open, they heard Zhang Ruoshui coming out of the cockpit and saying, "The control console was blown up, and we can't communicate with the ground. Half of the instrument panel is also broken..."

"Little duck?" Qiu Lan was stunned.

*

The atmosphere on the plane was tense, and the atmosphere in the Zhang family was not much better.

"Is this question difficult to answer?" Mr. Zhang asked in a deep voice.

Sheng Yuxiao stood there and didn't sit down.

He moved his lips: "I can't say I don't want to."

Mr. Zhang was so angry that he blew his beard: "When did you, Sheng Yuxiao, start to say such compromising words? What do you mean you can't say you don't want to? Do you want to or not? What's going on in your head?"

Sheng Yuxiao pursed his lips, trying to regain a bit of clarity: "Because I just thought of that."

Mr. Zhang:?