She held her breath, and Xia Jinyuan, who was leaning against her, said coldly, "Where is the injury? Use a bandage to wrap it up first to stop the bleeding."

The biggest difference between being shot and being scratched is that the smell of blood is not so strong. Ye Jian lifted his arm and said relaxedly: "The scratch, it didn't bleed much, and the skin was broken. Bandage it after getting off the plane."

After a short pause, he said again: "Captain Xia, I'll crawl over and hold Pavel hostage first, and then you will tell the crew to turn on the cabin lights, and shoot directly at the right time. Solve it as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams."

At the same time as she spoke, K7's voice came from Xia Jinyuan's headset, which was consistent with what Ye Jian said, so solve it early to avoid long nights and dreams.

"Ye Jian act first, take Pavel into our hands as a hostage, and you all lie down and breathe a sigh of relief."

Xia Jinyuan's voice was clearly transmitted to the headsets of members of the Xueyu Brigade. V8 turned his head and asked K7 softly, "I suspect that Ye Jian fired the first shot. What do you think?"

"This is King Q's little fox, a little fox who is very good at seizing opportunities. She shoots normally. She is the closest to Chetty Vorokov. The one who was shot was none other than the number one target, No. 1 Chetty Vorokov, so you don't have to doubt, but affirm." K7 said coldly, his tone remained the same, but he spoke a little longer than usual.

V8, who knew his temperament well, could tell that this was an undisguised appreciation for Ye Jian.

"It makes me more interested, but I really have to admit that she is very calm." In the end, V8, who was in charge of guarding the cabin, became more curious about Ye Jian. .

V8 and T6 quickly realized what kind of girl Ye Jian was. A girl who dared to stand directly at the closest distance to al-Qaeda elements was the only one with this bravery.

The lights in the cabin were turned on, and only six of the more than twenty Al Qaeda members were left. They were holding submachine guns and wanted to fight, but they heard a clear and clear girl's voice calmly, "Look who is in my hand, do a good job!" It’s not too late to prepare for resistance.”

Ye Jian spoke Chinese, and V8 was responsible for the translation, and told the remaining six Al Qaeda members clearly.

"Even Chety Vorokov is finished, how long do you think you can hold on?" Ye Jian spoke English again, telling Pabel to let her understand that going against the government would not end well.

Pabel's entire facial features were distorted, her mouth was stuffed with her veil, and a "huh" sound came out of her throat.

Why did government troops get on the plane, it was checked and there was no problem! No one else was on board the plane except the crew! Pabel looked at the countless Al Qaeda members in gray robes lying on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot.

Where did the accident happen?

Seeing this, the Al Qaeda members who had been surrounded had a fierce look in their eyes, as if they were going to fight Ye Jian desperately, and someone in the middle cursed loudly in Urdu.

Ye Jian simply tore off the black veil from Pabel's mouth and let her speak by herself.

"Kill me, burn all the children in the orphanage to death!" Pabel, who was finally able to speak, smiled strangely. She couldn't turn her head to stare at Ye Jian standing behind her, so she cast her gloomy gaze on Rear cabin, "Soon, international newspapers will report, let the whole world know how powerful we are, and let the whole world know the president's incompetence!"

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