Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1485: Find a Way

"Yes!" Jiang Guangrong nodded with satisfaction. He won three minutes. It was better than someone using a hostage to threaten to open the control room door. If the man did so, Jiang Guangrong was almost certain the men in the control room would not open the door and he would likely be killed. The man would then bring in new hostages to continue to threaten the people in the control room until they opened the door.

In the cabin, Qin Yanran looked worriedly in the direction Jiang Guangrong was taken away, then looked at Zhang Xianhai: "Can you think of a way?"

Zhang Xianhai curiously looked at the crowd and whispered in a voice only Qin Yanran could hear: "How could Qian Xiu not be with you?"

Qin Yanran’s face turned grim and she asked Zhang Xianhai warily, "Who are you?"

Zhang Xianhai shrugged indifferently: "I mean no harm, just asking casually. If Qian Xiu is also on the plane, I think things should be quickly resolved, don’t look at me like that. Didn’t Qian Xiu tell you? If it weren’t for me saving her from death, she would’ve died alongside the court ministers already!"

Qin Yanran stared at Zhang Xianhai in surprise: "Are you the doctor Seventh Sister mentioned?"

Qin Yanran quickly realized her ambiguous words and added with an awkward expression: "Don’t misunderstand me, I mean you look very ordinary, but you are a very capable person!"

Zhang Xianhai smirked again, no longer arguing with Qin Yanran: "Then the question is, is your Seventh Sister on the plane?"

"No!"

"What?" Zhang Xianhai looked dumbfounded, "No? Isn’t she your bodyguard? How could she not be on the plane?"

Qin Yanran looked even more embarrassed: "I sneaked to the capital city without telling her. She disapproved of me coming to Beijing to meet a friend, so I..."

Zhang Xianhai slapped his forehead and collapsed onto the seat. "It’s over, Jiang Shao is doomed!"

"Huh?"

...

Outside the control room door, the man’s face still bore a trademark smile: "Hey, buddy, you know? It’s been over 2 minutes and 3 seconds!"

Jiang Guangrong nodded, "I found a way!"

"Oh?" The man looked incredulously at Jiang Guangrong, "Buddy, did you really come up with a solution? What a surprise! Tell me what you’re thinking!"

Jiang Guangrong glanced at the control room door and said in a low voice: "The reason you’re not opening the door is you only have bullets, no explosives. Since you don’t have explosives, we could make something similar to explosives to open the control room door."

"Interesting! Go on," the man was obviously intrigued by Jiang Guangrong’s words.

"I remember there’s flour in the plane’s kitchen. In certain conditions, flour can explode. The explosion’s power isn’t inferior to typical explosives. The power of bullets is small! You guys can reach into the kitchen and get some flour!"

"You go get the flour. The more, the better!" The man’s eyes brightened, glancing at a few of his brothers behind him.

"Yes, Boss!" The three men put their guns back in their arms and turned to the kitchen to get flour.

At this moment, only Jiang Guangrong and the man were left outside the control room door. Jiang Guangrong silently glanced at the man. The man held a gun in his right hand, another gun was tucked at his lower back, and a knife was strapped to his leg. This person was evidently no ordinary person; he seemed to be a veteran or professional assassin. This made Jiang Guangrong more confused. Someone like this must have cohesive thoughts about opening the control room door clearly intending to hijack the plane, but what plane would these people hijack? Performing mercenary assignments abroad could earn them a lot of money, but hijacking this plane offered no apparent income and posed a huge risk. What was their objective?

Suddenly, Jiang Guangrong seemed to understand something, he turned back with a smile looking at the man: "Who is in this control room? What do you want him to do?"

The man raised a thumb towards Jiang Guangrong and said, "Buddy, you’re really smart. How did you know?"

Jiang Guangrong glanced at the control room door: "If the control room only had regular pilots, you’d threaten them with hostages. Even if they risk their lives, they’ll open the control room to protect the hostages from harm. I assume you wanted to use hostages to threaten the people in the control room, right? But the people inside haven’t opened the control room, meaning the people inside aren’t the previous pilots. There’s an outsider inside the control room. If you’re hijacking a Xia Country plane, even if you get a large sum of money, you’ll have your life to take but no life to spend it on. I think you understand better than me. Even if you must do this, it means it’s not something you want to do, whether it’s for the person inside the control room or something that person has!"

"Hahaha!" The man flashed a vicious smile, gripping the gun in his right hand, "You’re too smart; I’m too smart, I couldn’t kill you!"

Jiang Guangrong shrugged indifferently: "If you capture me, I won’t survive. If I don’t help you, you’ll kill me. If I help you open the door, you’ll kill me afterward. In that case, I’ll help you open the door. I hope after killing me you won’t harm my girlfriend!"

The man nodded: "You’re a man too. The person I admire most is a man. Don’t worry, if I really open the door, I won’t harm anyone on the plane. My objective is simple, just the thing the man has!"

"Great!" Jiang Guangrong nodded with frustration.

The man walked to the door, extended his right hand, and knocked on it: "Can you really open the door in passing?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Guangrong’s face was cold, and when the man wasn’t looking, he pounced on the man like a cheetah.

Jiang Guangrong bent down and heavily rammed the man. He used his hands to tightly grip the man’s waist. The man never expected Jiang Guangrong to suddenly make a move. He was suddenly hugged at the waist, and heavily slammed into the wall.

The man’s back was understandably strong. At the moment of impacting the wall, he reacted and braced against the intense pain in his back. With his right hand holding the gun, he aimed to shoot Jiang Guangrong’s waist.

Jiang Guangrong had long anticipated the man’s reaction. He used his right arm to tightly clamp the man’s waist, lifting his left elbow fiercely hitting the man’s right hand.

The man had no time to fire a shot. The gun in his right hand was heavily knocked against the wall by Jiang Guangrong’s left elbow, causing the gun to fall to the ground.

Fuming, the man bent his left elbow, striking Jiang Guangrong’s back powerfully.

Jiang Guangrong nearly vomited blood after several elbow strikes, but he endured the pain and punched the man’s waist with his left hand.

Meanwhile, the man lifted his right leg, pushing his knee against Jiang Guangrong’s upper thigh.

Jiang Guangrong did not resist, allowing the man’s knee to hit his own knee. Feeling the knee hit, Jiang Guangrong’s mouth twisted into a blissful smile; his plan had finally succeeded!

Jiang Guangrong suddenly withdrew his arm, tightly grabbing the man’s right leg, pulling out the knife tied to the man’s leg with his left hand, stabbing it fiercely into the man’s waist, then pulling out the knife and stabbing again.

After repeatedly stabbing multiple times, the man finally collapsed helplessly in the corner.

Jiang Guangrong sat gasping for air on the ground. The man’s quick reaction almost killed him. Jiang Guangrong glanced at the control room door again, knowing he didn’t have much time left.

Jiang Guangrong quickly stood up, using his hand to pour the man’s blood into his own mouth. Covering himself with blood, he smeared the liquid on his own knife injury, making it appear as though he was wounded. Following that, he took out a gun and aimed it at the man’s corpse, firing two shots in the direction of the cabin door, then quickly turned the gun towards the control room door. After this series of actions was complete, Jiang Guangrong pretended to be in extreme pain, lying on the cabin floor, concealing the gun beneath him.

Sure enough, after the shots, five or six big guys stormed into the cabin. The leader was stunned by the sight of Jiang Guangrong and the man killed by Jiang Guangrong lying in a pool of blood: "What happened?"

Jiang Guangrong performed convincingly. He spat out a mouthful of blood, using his trembling right hand to point at the control room door, his mouth continuously dripping blood: "In there, just as he came out with a gun to grab me... take me with that man..."