Hu Zian moved very quickly.

Just one day later, his so-called professional team arrived at Qin Xuan's Yaqin Network.

After explaining various matters that needed attention, the management team officially began to operate.

"I just remembered that your grandfather wouldn't mind if you sent them to me, right?"

Looking at the well-organized new team, Qin Xuan couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, these were the assistants arranged by Hu Zi'an's grandfather, but now they came to work for him.

This is somewhat unreasonable.

But Hu Zian waved his hands nonchalantly, looking relaxed, "This time when I went back, grandpa found that I was no longer afraid of him like before, and he was very happy."

"He originally gave these people to me so that I could start a company and have fun. I can do whatever I want with them. He won't interfere."

"Don't worry, Boss."

"Forehead……"

"Okay." Qin Xuan's eyes twitched.

At the same time, I couldn’t help but secretly wonder: Is this the confidence of a big family?

Everything was ready, and Qin Xuan and Hu Zian boarded the plane to the Magic City together.

On the plane, Hu Zian was talking endlessly about his career path, while Qin Xuan lowered his seat and half-reclined in it with his eyes closed to rest.

Just when Hu Zian was talking about how he had made it through the qualifying round and into the group stage, a sudden commotion came from the economy class.

Then, a figure lifted the curtain of the first-class cabin.

The pistol in his hand was pointed at all the passengers in the first class cabin.

"ah!"

Some passengers couldn't help but scream, but were frightened by the black muzzle of the gun and quickly shut their mouths.

Qin Xuan stood up and saw that the figure was wearing black clothes and a hood, looking like a fierce bandit in the sky.

"Don't move, be quiet!"

Seeing Qin Xuan sitting up, the bandits hurried forward to threaten him.

Qin Xuan raised his hands to indicate that he would not act rashly.

The other party spoke standard Mandarin, so he must be a native of Longguo.

But why did the Dragon people attack their own planes?

And they are a gang, with at least a dozen people.

The security check in Long Country is so strict, how did they carry their guns up there?

Qin Xuan frowned, his brain working rapidly.

And these people's intentions don't seem to be directed at Qin Xuan and other passengers.

After they left a few gangsters to control the passengers, the rest of them took a flight attendant and her food cart and walked towards the cab in front.

"Call the driver inside!"

When they arrived at the door of the cab, the leading gangster pointed a gun at the flight attendant and said harshly.

The flight attendant exclaimed, then tremblingly picked up the receiver beside her and called the staff in the cockpit.

After a while, the door of the cab opened, and a group of gangsters rushed in from outside the cab.

At this moment, a slight cough sound came into Qin Xuan's ears along with the noise of the commotion.

Qin Xuan looked back and found that it was Hu Zian who sent the message.

Although his face was a little pale at this time, he was no longer as flustered as before.

It seems that the series of experiences in Myanmar have enabled him to grow greatly.

Unfortunately, Hu Zian’s cough was not only heard by Qin Xuan, but also by the gangster with a gun in the first class cabin.

He put the gun directly to Hu Zi'an's head and shouted, "Boy, what do you want to do?"

Hu Zian quickly raised his hands: "Misunderstanding, brother, misunderstanding!"

"I just have a sore throat, I'm not doing anything!"

"Does your throat hurt?"

The gangster glanced at Qin Xuan, who looked calm, and continued loudly: "I clearly saw you coughing at him!"

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"Do you want to send a message?"

As the gangster spoke, he cleaned his gun and loaded it, as if he was about to shoot.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Just as he pointed the gun at Hu Zian and was about to pull the trigger, a tall gangster came up to him.

The other party seems to be a leader.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the gangsters immediately softened.

Some people said flatteringly: "Nothing, nothing!"

"I'm just afraid that this kid might do something weird and affect our plan, right?"

The tall bandit said sternly, "Just keep an eye on him and don't create any more trouble."

"Yes, yes."

With the warning from the tall gangster, the first gangster didn't dare to do anything.

After threatening Hu Zi'an, he and the tall gangster began to patrol the first-class cabin.

"Dining car, how's the economy class situation?"

Once on the plane, Qin Xuan naturally couldn't just sit there and wait to die.

He thought about it and immediately used his ability to communicate with the dining car.

It was pushed all the way here by the flight attendant, so it is very likely that it knows the situation in economy class.

Dining car: I didn’t see it clearly. But I heard that tall gangster once told another gangster that you can’t shoot on the plane. I wonder if that can help you?

Qin Xuan raised his lips, "Of course, thank you for your information."

After saying that, he gently unbuckled the safety belt around his waist, then gestured to Hu Zian and coughed again to attract the attention of the gangster.

Hu Zian understood what he meant, "Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

His coughing became louder and louder, and the shorter gangster couldn't stand it anymore.

"Are you looking for trouble on purpose?"

The bandit trotted all the way and quickly came between Qin Xuan and Hu Zian.

Just when he was about to hit Hu Zian with his pistol again, Qin Xuan suddenly jumped up and knocked him unconscious with a knife.

Seeing this, the tall bandit reacted immediately, rushed to Qin Xuan and was about to punch him.

But what was Qin Xuan’s reaction?

How could we let the other party succeed so easily?

He took a step back slightly to avoid the opponent's attack. At the same time, he gathered his strength and punched the tall bandit with his right fist, hitting him right on the chest.

"Master of Martial Arts?!"

The tall bandit who was knocked several meters away by Qin Xuan exclaimed.

Just as he was about to pick up the walkie-talkie to warn his companions, Qin Xuan caught up with him and knocked him unconscious.

The whole process happened in a flash. Except for Hu Zi'an who was prepared and saw it, the other passengers didn't even react.

After dealing with the two people in the first class cabin, Qin Xuan removed their pistols.

After signaling to the passengers to keep quiet, he opened the door curtain a little and looked towards the economy class.

There were also only two people patrolling in the economy class.

But unlike the first class cabin, the seats in the economy class told Qin Xuan that there was another gangster controlling several flight attendants near the plane door.

"Find something to hold them down. I'll go check out the economy class."

"Remember, don't go towards the cab!"

After instructing Hu Zian, Qin Xuan walked through the door curtain with a pistol in hand.

As soon as he showed his head, he threw the two pistols in his hands out at an extremely fast speed.

The target is the heads of the two patrolling bandits!

He had empty both pistols, but even so, the weight of the pistols alone, coupled with the strength in Qin Xuan's hands, was enough to knock down the two gangsters.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds.

The two gangsters fell to the ground.

The gangster near the cabin door noticed something strange and rushed forward to check, only to find a tall figure standing in front of him.

"fall!"

As the gangster in front of them slowly fell to the ground, all the passengers on the plane were in an uproar.

Cheers of joy rang out one after another, and some people even whistled.

Qin Xuan was so scared that he quickly put his hands down, signaling everyone to keep quiet.

But it was too late.

When the passengers in the economy class gradually quieted down, the curtain separating the first class and economy class was slowly pulled open by the criminals.

Several gangsters stood outside the door curtain with murderous intent, and a pistol was pointed directly at Qin Xuan's head.