Killing has long been numb to Ye Qian. At least eight hundred people have died at his hands. As the leader of the Wolf Tooth Mercenary Army, Wolf King Ye Qian is a legend and myth in the entire mercenary army world. Remember, when the Wolf Tooth Mercenaries were first established, there were only ten of them, and they were insignificant in the mercenary circle. Since Ye Qian became the captain of Wolf Tooth three years ago, the power of Wolf Tooth has expanded rapidly, and Yanran has become a leading figure in the mercenary circle.
Especially the battle a year ago completely dismantled the Blood Leopard, which was once known as the king of mercenaries, and it ascended to the position of the hegemon of international mercenaries.
These bandits were just some insignificant figures to Ye Qian, and he didn't pay any attention to them at all. This time when he returned to China, he just wanted to lead a more peaceful life and search for the lost memories. So Ye Qian came in without a second thought, but he encountered these bandits and had no choice but to take action. After all, for someone like Ye Qian, his information has long been placed in the archives of security agencies in various countries.
After successfully dealing with the two bandits, Ye Qian quickly jumped up, snatched the gun from the bandit beside him, and with a "bang", pulled the trigger. The bandit had just turned around when the bullet hit him precisely in the forehead. As soon as the gunshot rang out, there was chaos in the cabin and the passengers screamed in panic, "ah ah!"
Ye Qian ignored these panicked passengers and got up to walk towards the driver's cabin. There is still a bandit there. If it is not dealt with as soon as possible, the consequences will be unimaginable when he discovers the situation here. After all, he still holds heavy weapons like the ak47 in his hands and might even carry bombs. Once he is annoyed, it would be a disaster if the aircraft were destroyed and all his lives were lost.
"Calm them down. I'll go to the driver's cabin," Ye Qian instructed the flight attendant just now. Holding a gun, he walked towards the driver's cabin. As he passed the leading bandit, he casually pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest. There wasn't a single trace of blood on the knife of the Blood Wave.
When they reached the door of the driver's cabin, Ye Qian secretly peeked inside. The short bandit clearly hadn't noticed what was happening inside the cabin yet. Instead, he was sitting leisurely on a sofa chair beside him, drinking a cup of cola with great relish. A middle-aged man in a white suit said to the bandit, "We really can't turn around now. There's simply not enough fuel on the plane for us to fly back." Obviously, he should be the captain of this plane.
The short bandit naturally wouldn't listen to his explanation. Once in China, it would be death. He wouldn't be so foolish as to throw himself into a trap. If you can't fly back, then change direction and go to the country or y. The short bandit said without a doubt.
"But if we go in suddenly, our country will treat us as enemies and shoot us down." " The captain said helplessly. When an airplane enters the airspace of another country and lands at its airport, the procedures involved are very complicated. If any one of them is not handled properly, it will be regarded as an infringement of sovereignty. The lucky ones will just make an emergency landing, while the unlucky ones will be blown up by a missile, leaving you dead.
"I can't care about that anymore. Just do whatever I tell you to do. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll scold you." " The short bandit was clearly getting impatient. Suddenly, he stood up and thrust the gun in his hand against the captain's chest.
The captain sighed helplessly. Being under the eaves, he had no choice but to bow his head. Facing violent bandits, he was naturally the one who didn't reason with them. As long as he dared to say no, his life would be in danger right now. However, if one lands smoothly at an airport in another country, there might still be a glimmer of hope for survival. Thinking of this, the captain immediately got in touch via the radio. After all, the prerequisite was to land smoothly at the airport of another country.
Seeing the captain obediently follow his instructions and do as he asked, the short bandit heaved a sigh of relief and sat down again. Just then, Ye Qian pushed the door open and darted in quickly. The short bandit, upon hearing the noise, instinctively turned around. Seeing it was a stranger, he hurriedly swept his gun at it. However, his speed was ultimately a little slower. Before the trigger could be pulled, a red light flashed and the short bandit fell straight down. Until his death, he never understood how he died.
Killing is naturally not a problem for Ye Qian, who has been trained since childhood. Familiar with the structure and anatomy of the human body, he knows how to make his opponent lose the ability to resist in an instant. This is also a compulsory course for every member of the Wolf Tooth Organization.
Taking back his dagger, Ye Qian placed the gun on the table and said to the captain, "There are still three bandits outside who have all been dealt with by me. Have someone pack them up. These guns are also kept by you."
The captain glanced at Ye Qian and said hurriedly, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid all the passengers and staff on this plane would be facing an unimaginable situation." Sir, may I ask your name? After the plane lands later, please come with us to the police station and tell us what happened on the plane.
Ye Qian frowned slightly, glanced at the captain, and noticed the candid look in his eyes. He felt much better in his heart. However, Ye Qian was not willing to make a big fuss about it; otherwise, the National Security Bureau of China would surely notice him.
Noticing that Ye Qian's expression was a bit off, the captain hurriedly explained, "Sir, please don't misunderstand. It's just a routine matter. Besides, you've made such a great contribution. Our airport should also commend you."
"No need, thank you," Ye Qian flatly refused, not wanting a large number of journalists to interview him and portray him as a great hero. Having said that, he turned and walked towards the cockpit. When he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and said, "Captain, there must be security personnel on your plane, right? They took down all the bandits."
The captain was stunned for a moment, then nodded and agreed. After all, he is not a civil servant of any country; he is merely an employee of an airline. Taking on this matter for himself is somewhat more important for his future. Since there is such an unnamed hero willing to give up his credit, he is also willing to accept it.
Soon, the plane landed smoothly and safely at Pudong International Airport in City h. Ye Qian got off the plane with one of his old military bags and walked straight towards the exit of the airport. Inside the airport, countless journalists and armed police had been waiting for a long time. It was obvious that the captain had already recounted what had happened on the plane.
Ye Qian wasn't sure if the captain had mentioned him or not. However, to be on the safe side, Ye Qian still quietly walked out of the airport through the crowd on the other side. When the captain came out, all the reporters immediately swarmed forward and began to ask questions at once. The captain calmly explained the situation encountered on the plane, but did not mention Ye Qian. He only said that the bandit was captured by the security guards on the plane. As for the name of that security guard, it was not appropriate to disclose it for other reasons.