The tone of the man with glasses was full of lighthearted emotions. He stretched out his hand to hold his glasses and stared at the hatch with a smile: "Even if you control the helicopter, it's useless, the fuel inside is only enough to fly here. Yes, if you don't believe it, you can force them to take off by force. But when it falls to pieces, don't blame us for not warning you in advance."
Hearing this, Mu Chen was stunned for a moment, and a trace of anger appeared on his face: "It's really a trick! What a big revenge? Wait... This matter doesn't seem to concern me!"
"It's a big hatred." Ling Mo replied lightly. In the face of huge interests, what is this means...
"Should I go out and clarify? Can you provide me with a proof?" Mu Chen asked depressedly.
"You're just the instructor who helped me lead the team, they shouldn't embarrass you..." Ling Mo said while rubbing his brows.
"...Fuck! I'm unlucky with you every day!" Mu Chen vomited blood, he pulled out the knife with his backhand, and said angrily, "If they do it, I won't be polite! But Captain, what is going on here? Did you figure it out?"
"more or less… "
While speaking, Ling Mo looked towards the cockpit again, while Shana seemed to have received some signal, she suddenly walked up with a sly smile, and put her hand on Li Yalin's wrist. Her movements seem to be forceful, and there is no warning beforehand. Witnessing this scene, even Mu Chen couldn't help but his scalp exploded, let alone the pilot.
That tender white hand is like a hammer that is mercilessly swinging down. Once it falls, what awaits him is the end of his head being pierced. This kind of death is really terrifying. Even though he was mentally prepared to deal with various situations, he never expected to encounter such a soul-shattering thing.
The pilot shouted almost instinctively: "Don't! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
"Hee hee..." Shana's palm stopped steadily less than two centimeters away from Senior Sister. She licked her lips and turned her head to look at the co-pilot again. The expressionless co-pilot was so frightened that his face was pale, and even his lips were twitching involuntarily.
"No...don't..." the co-pilot read nervously.
"It looks like you don't want to die... Okay, who will tell me, the two of you, how much fuel is left in here?" Shana asked with a smile.
"I... I said!"
"I also said..."
A few seconds later, Shana suddenly stood up straight, she turned her head to look at Ling Mo, and then nodded affirmatively.
"Is it really like this..." Ling Mo thought uncertainly.
The man with glasses called out again: "Ling, are you still unwilling to come out?... I see, you want to take those two people as hostages, right? If so, I advise you to come out quickly. … recognize the reality early, and don’t waste each other’s time. You don’t have to be too afraid. We chose this way, didn’t we just take a peaceful approach? But if you insist on not cooperating…”
"This scene... is really peaceful." A sarcastic voice suddenly interrupted him.
The man with glasses was stunned for a moment, and then he showed a faint smile. Unscrupulously, he looked at Ling Mo who appeared at the door of the cabin: "You are the one surnamed Ling? Hehe... I suggest you don't touch those two pilots... "
Facing his gaze, Ling Mo just raised his eyebrows. Then he jumped to the ground.
But he just moved. The people around immediately turned their guns, and the pupil of the man with glasses shrank slightly.
Luo Ming took a step back subconsciously, especially when Ling Mo's eyes swept over him, he couldn't help remembering the situation he had encountered before. There seems to be something strange in this man's eyes, making it difficult to control his emotions...
And his mood at this time. It should have been very excited, but inexplicably mixed with a trace of panic...
"Which green onion are you?" Ling Mo asked unceremoniously.
He didn't look at the man with glasses at all, but turned his eyes around...
There was a hint of anger in the eyes of the man with glasses, and his laughter gradually stopped. The tone also became more gloomy: "The turtle in the urn is still so arrogant, don't count it, how many guns are facing you here, as long as I shout, you will immediately be beaten into a sieve..."
Seeing that Ling Mo seemed unmoved, the man with glasses sneered and suddenly said, "Are you looking for another helicopter? Don't worry, they are just spinning around this town. We have already investigated and know you You once destroyed the plane of the Air Force regiment, although I don't know what tricks you used to do it, but you will never have any chance this time... Let your people come out and follow us honestly, Otherwise, your companions will have to be buried with you..."
As he spoke, the sneer of the man with glasses slowly disappeared again. He wanted to see the look of panic and fear on Ling Mo's face, but the other party just stared at him like an idiot. This feeling made him a little angry and a little uncomfortable.
Why is this man so calm! He himself was pointed at by a gun, and his companions were shaking in the sky. Couldn't these touch him in the slightest? Or, he has already calculated that the camp will not kill him, so he pretended to be indifferent? Or, what other plans does he have
"Hehe, the surname is Ling, I advise you not to make any more foolish ideas. The camp has taken great pains for you, so it's already very respectful of you... I heard that you were just a survivor who worked for us in the past. That's it... You handed over the Air Force regiment because you didn't have the ability to keep it, and now it's just to let you hand it over a little more thoroughly..." The man with glasses continued, he knew that there were several people in the cabin, but as long as he could take down Ling Mo , and the others are also irrelevant.
"Set up a bureau to arrest me, and then use me to threaten Yuwenxuan into submission. That's what you can call me? If I really work for you, then why do you make things so complicated? With your ability, you can't use a Can Littlefinger crush me to death? As for handing it over... I don't leave it to you, but to Yuwenxuan, understand?" Ling Mo said speechlessly.
For those who are greedy, whether the excuse is good is not the most important thing, the most important thing is the result. Even if what they say is all robber logic, they can speak with plausibility and even peace of mind. It's just that this kind of thinking has become the mainstream of Falcon so quickly, which was something Ling Mo didn't expect at the beginning.
"That Su Qianrou... She promised something..." Ling Mo couldn't help sighing.
"The weak eat the strong, this is the law of nature. Boy, you are still too young..." The more he looked at the man, the more he felt that something was wrong, he suddenly frowned and asked, "You already knew? How did you know?" ?"
As soon as he raised this question, Luo Ming also raised his head nervously. He suddenly understood the source of that panic...
"I knew when the two of them came to pick me up." Ling Mo smiled and said, "But it was just a feeling at first, and when the plane came here, I was completely sure. The driver made a special gesture and emphasized the word 'ready', at the time I thought it was a code of action, but now I know it was about another plane." He looked at the man with glasses again. , "Your mental strength is good, you can cover up so many people, so people can't see the problem. But I just sat on the plane and refused to get off, and you started to worry..."
The man with glasses snorted a little dejectedly, but then laughed again: "Even if you have a keen observation, so what? You are not here yet?" He gestured at those people and said, "Take everyone down, and this person, and tie him up! The surnamed Ling, whether you read the signal wrong or not, this matter is a foregone conclusion..."
"Haha..." Ling Mo smiled and shook his head, almost at the same time, a humming sound of the engine approached this area...