If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

In the morning, at Beijing International Airport, a large number of fire engines and police cars surrounded a Boeing 737 on the airport apron. The cordon was drawn from the inside to the security check gate outside the airport, and countless special police officers with live ammunition stood guard at each exit.

A reporter wanted to sneak over the cordon to rush to the scene, but after only a few steps, they were stopped by a group of cold-faced men in Chinese tunic suits.Hundreds of thousands of Sony cameras on the TV station fell to pieces, the cameraman was still distressed about the loss of his wife, and the cute female reporter who couldn't see was pressed to the ground and kept poking her head, asking these questions Is the person in the Chinese tunic suit the legendary "Bodyguard of Zhongnanhai"?

All the passengers in the airport hall were emptied and left one by one. All the flights were cancelled. No specific reason was specified. The airline promised to double refund the ticket money of all passengers whose flights were delayed on that day, and to give airline members quotas. Compensation can make most people shut up, and a very small number of people who are not short of money have other ways to let them know the seriousness of this matter.

On the tarmac inside the airport, the Boeing 737 was parked quietly on the runway. It was supposed to take off half an hour ago, but for some reason it was stranded on the runway.

Judging from the sound of the complete fuselage and the warm-up engine, there is no problem with the Boeing 737's engine and overall condition, but the problem is the take-off environment.

The doors of the police cars around the tarmac were all opened as cover, and countless guns and short cannons were aimed at it. If the 737 is equipped with an infrared alarm device, the alarm in the captain's room should be loud by now.

It is conceivable that once the plane intends to cross the runway, there will be such a firework on the tarmac in the next moment.Even if it was lucky enough to take off, it probably didn't fly to the Pacific Ocean before it was photographed by the fire control radar.

This scene has been stalemate for about half an hour, and the unidentified terrorists on the Boeing 737 still have not surrendered, holding a whole batch of passengers hostage and stopping on the runway for unknown purposes.

In fact, according to common sense, the terrorists should take off without any fear if they have a whole flight of passengers as hostages. Even if they are under all kinds of firepower, he would bet that the people below would not dare to shoot down the plane.After all, the protection of hostages is always the top priority of China's anti-terrorism regulations. After all, this is not Russia, where hard-core anti-terrorism will never negotiate.

But what is strange is that the terrorist who hijacked the Boeing 737 airliner did not choose to take off, but stayed in place quite peacefully. The roar seemed to be about to propel and take off, but in the end the plane still stopped there safely, neither advancing an inch nor taking a step back.

"Where are the negotiators?" The sheriff behind the police car with a horn in his hand was a little worried and angry, "What do they want? It's been half an hour, and they haven't made a single request. I don't even know who is holding the plane. Who the hell are these guys! What kind of planes are people from the Intelligence Department doing?"

Even though a large group of people who eat public meals are annoyed and impatient, another group of people has completed the control of this seemingly out-of-control situation,
On the airport tower, Li Huoyue’s bright golden pupils are reflected in the glass curtain windows at the commanding heights. She looks at the Boeing 737 on the tarmac, which is difficult to walk. .

The huge Boeing 737 is pulled by the invisible lines of magnetic induction, which is the power of words and spirits that human science has not been able to detect, involving the power of rules.

It's not that the terrorists on the plane don't want to take off, but that even if they start the engine with all their strength, the huge steel monsters under them will be unable to move as if they are attracted to the runway by a giant magnet.

The gate of the command center, which had already been emptied from the control tower, was pushed open, and a handsome woman with a pair of sword-brows in a men's tunic suit walked in. She came straight to stand behind Li Huoyue, and said, "Xuxu has already I successfully sneaked into the plane through the undercarriage opening in the belly, and it won't take long to control the situation. Are you still able to hold on? Do you need to make him move faster."

"Don't rush him." Li Huoyue's slightly drooping golden pupils stared at the huge steel object trembling under the control of 'Jianyu' on the tarmac and said, "His experience is still a little lacking. Xu'li's qualifications are also a little lacking, and urging him can easily make him make mistakes, and the current five clans don't like their subordinates to make mistakes."

"Seniority and experience are not the criteria that can completely judge a person's level, especially people like you who are geniuses." The woman in the tunic suit said, "At the beginning, you were not a person who was 'progressive' and 'reckless' in the eyes of others. Has the way of "heroism" established your name as "Yue"? Why can't people follow suit? You must know that Xuxu and Yansheng regard you as a great predecessor and role model to learn from! "

"He's still very young."

"I remember that you shined brightly in 'Wolf Juxu' and fought against all difficulties. When you first obtained the inheritance rights of 'Yue' as a branch of the family, you were only 14 years old, and Xuxu was less than a week away. You're only 16 years old, compared to your career, you can be regarded as a 'late bloomer'." The woman in the tunic suit smiled lightly, and took out a satellite phone from her pocket, "Do you really need me to urge him? ? Even if you 'Jianyu' want to control this kind of large-scale machinery for a long time, the consumption will not be small, right?"

"Only dull 'Jian Yu' users will use brute force to resist objects." Li Huoyue said, "As long as they master the skills, 'Jian Yu' users can easily control tens of thousands of times their own 'force'. It should have been mentioned in the "True Meaning Leverage" of "Tai Chi", if you study it carefully, you won't worry about my physical strength at the risk of destroying the stability of the task."

"In terms of 'Tai Chi' homework, Xuxu can be said to be better than you. I heard that he has been challenging the 'True Meaning Mountain' to see the gods. I remember that you set the record every fifteen to sixteen. , now he can hit every fourteen to fifteen, and he is one step away from you."

"Just a little bit is often a lot worse." Li Huoyue said.

"So, in fact, you tried your best to slow down his pace. It's not about the so-called qualifications and experience. The special commissioners from Langjuxu know very well that orthodoxy is always an environment where ability outweighs qualifications." The woman in the tunic suit said, " Do you still feel that Xuxu's character is too 'very happy'?"

"He wants to prove himself too much, this is not a good thing." Li Huoyue said calmly, "Radicalism is not a completely bad thing, but if it is to prove his worth and the brilliance of honor, then he will always be in this matter Fell up."

"Even if his MSR (Mission Success Rate mission success rate in Langjuxu. MSR is the inherent communication between Li Huoyue and women in the system, just like the KDA in the mouth of game players), he has surpassed you and became the number one in history. , don't you recognize his strength?"

"His Power Words are highly suitable for all the needs of Lang Juxu. It is not surprising that MSR exceeds me."

"Actually, the most important thing is that you lost your MSR leader because of the failure of those missions related to the 'Dragon King'. It's also a bit of bad luck."

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"In fact, Xuxu has always wanted to show his strength and progress so much. You know the reason." The woman in the tunic suit said, "He regards you as a role model, and has always regarded you as his goal since he was a child. I called you "sister" behind your ass for a year and a half, but you never promised and paid attention to him. He must have been frustrated, unconvinced, and felt that there was something wrong with him. Now that he is finally capable, it should be taken for granted He tried his best to earn back what he thought he had lost."

"He has never been short of anything. If you want to be serious, what he is short of is just a mentality and time to grow." Li Huoyue said.

"In your eyes, it is so, but in his eyes, he is indeed short of something." The woman in the tunic suit said, "You know what this thing is."

"Boring self-esteem." Li Huoyue said slowly, with a slightly cold voice.

"I agree." said the woman in the Chinese tunic suit.

"Needing approval from others is also a result of self-esteem."

"Understand it as you like." The woman in the tunic suit shook her head, "Actually, you are more concerned about this 'brother', aren't you? Otherwise, we wouldn't ask us to put pressure on him and warn him not to act too hastily during every mission, but The more you are like this, the more he will feel that he is underestimated, and the rebellious psychology is sometimes scary."

"A hybrid whose Power Word is 'Jade Leak' is never willing to slow down." Li Huoyue said lightly, "So his character needs to be polished, and he is not stable enough."

"However, he is also the bright moon of the Sima clan. Your seemingly suppressive behavior has already attracted the attention of the Sima clan. Many people are growing dissatisfied with you, thinking that you are competing maliciously."

"I will pay attention." Li Huoyue had no expression on her face, she didn't care what the outsiders said about the woman in the Chinese tunic suit,

"Then let's talk about Sheng Sheng. Compared with Xuxu, you seem to pay less attention to his partner Sheng Sheng. The degree of concern you give to these two most promising newcomers in the next ten years is simply two extremes. "

"She has no problems, her personality is very calm and cautious, and she does everything. In the words of the Zhao clan, she is a child born with an 'exquisite and exquisite heart'." Li Huoyue said, "I have nothing to pay attention to her. In my eyes, her stability is much better than Sima Xuxu's, and she is not prone to trouble, so naturally I don't need to pay more attention to her."

"So you admit that you have been worrying about Xuxu's 'brother' all this time?" Face to face, and even deliberately avoid him? This will make the little boy who can't see his 'sister' very disappointed!"

"He's too noisy and annoying, we can't get along. Compared with his affairs, what's the situation with Sheng Sheng?" Li Huoyue changed the subject a little bluntly.

Before the woman in the Chinese tunic suit answered, the phone in her pocket rang. She took it out and glanced at the screen, then raised it to Li Huoyue, "I really can't tell."

The woman in the tunic suit connected to the phone, turned on the speakerphone, and immediately a gentle and polite voice came from the other end of the phone, "Commander, this is Zhao Yusheng, Special Commissioner of Lang Juxu, I have successfully subdued the suspect in the safe passage of the terminal hall." , please send someone to carry out the follow-up detention and interrogation process as soon as possible."

"You did a good job, are you injured? Do you need medical assistance?" the woman in the Chinese tunic asked.

"Thank you, Commander Li, for your concern. I was not injured, but I still need medical assistance. Because of the fierce resistance of the suspect, I broke an arm and kept four to six ribs in the sudden battle. There may also be Some severe concussions and skull hemorrhages may require some emergency treatment, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the staff of the follow-up interrogation due to the expansion of the suspect's injuries." The gentle and polite voice said in an orderly manner.

"Commander received it."

"In addition, a large-yield time bomb and an airport map with an accurate time of 10:30 were found on the suspect. It is speculated that the suspect seemed to want to blow up a certain flight on the tarmac. Xu has dismantled the bomb with his internally trained explosive knowledge, and please prepare relevant follow-up measures."

"Okay, the EOD experts and the medical staff will rush to the scene at the same time. Please maintain order at the scene to prevent the suspect from waking up early and counterattacking."

"Got it." The girl opposite said, "...can I ask what's going on with Xuxu?"

"No news yet, but it should be fine."

"Yes." The other party didn't say anything more.

The woman in the Chinese tunic suit hung up the phone and looked at Li Huoyue's back, "Well, it's just like what you said, it really saves a lot of worry."

She put her mobile phone in her pocket and looked at the Boeing 737 that was still deadlocked and surrounded on the airport apron. I was also a little worried that something might go wrong. After all, the plane was full of passengers. Maybe it would be safer for Sheng to handle the situation here? But unfortunately, the special commissioner for this mission is directly determined by the above. There is no way to fine-tune the Langjuxu headquarters."

"." Li Huoyue did not speak, the index finger and middle finger were sharp and straight like a sword, and there was no doubt or worry in those bright golden pupils.

"It's not easy to contact him now, I hope nothing will happen." The woman in the Chinese tunic walked to Li Huoyue's side and looked at the porthole of the Boeing 737.

"However, with his power words, it is only a task of preventing terrorism and riots, and it is not easy to think of accidents."

At the same time, the woman in the tunic looked at the porthole of the lowered Boeing 737, and cast the same line of sight out of the window. The burly middle-aged man in the army green tactical vest was patrolling coldly with an assault rifle that made everyone in the seat tremble. Deterrence, looking out of the porthole from time to time, with a stern face.

He patrolled the aisle slowly. Judging from his appearance, he looked like a European. The corners and contours of his face were not very handsome, and he was more inclined to a neutral and soft Italian face.Every passenger in the seat lowered his head, and put his hands on the top of the front seat as instructed. Every time he passed by, the surrounding passengers caught a glimpse of the circuits wrapped around his vest and the detonator held tightly in his left hand. All trembling like quails.

It is said that Italians are romantic, and the passengers have no doubt that this romantic Italian will bring everyone a romantic enough fireworks show under extreme circumstances.

Although there was no violent bloodshed during the hijacking, everyone knew that once the first drop of blood was shed in the future, most of the remaining blood would evaporate into dry black clots in the high temperature and flames of the explosion.Those struggling in the flames embrace only pain, despair.

The burly man in the bomb vest occasionally looked at the police cars and guns surrounded by the porthole, and then checked the time displayed on the tactical watch on his wrist, with irritability and anxiety in his eyes.

"Have you figured out what's going on?" He pressed the intercom button attached to the tactical vest and said slowly, "We are running out of time, we need to take off as soon as possible, we will all die if we miss it."

"Don't rush! I'm already trying to take off! There seems to be something wrong with this plane. Are you sure the people outside didn't hang the plane with a trailer? I pushed the engine to death and couldn't take off! The plane kept warning that the load was too heavy ! The oil in the case has been burned by a quarter!" In the captain's cabin on the other side of the walkie-talkie, the man's companion was full of rage, puzzled and angry at the current stalemate.

"I didn't mean to urge you anymore, I just told you that we are almost late now." The man replied coldly, "You know the way the people above us do things. If we fail, we will only die."

"I know! I know! Don't rush! Don't rush! Compared to this, you should find a way to check the back cabin. The landing gear cabin is found to be abnormal in the captain's cabin. Go and see if someone has sneaked in!" yelled anxiously over the intercom.

The man was a little fed up with his partner's tactical literacy, but the situation made him unable to make a better choice for his partner, so he could only frown and think of a way to solve the current problem.

The abnormality in the landing gear compartment is enough for him to pay attention to it. Judging from the warning of the person who gave them orders, the enemies they may encounter during the operation are the elite among the elites. They are ruthless and merciless. alert.

The man glanced at the silent passengers in the cabin, and said in as calm a tone as possible and in a less upright mandarin, "Now I'm going to solve some minor problems, and I hope that when I leave, no one will act like a hero and stand up and make some inciting remarks. Sexual words, and once I found out that someone was trying to open the hatch, I would not hesitate to detonate the bomb."

No one spoke, and no one dared to bet. The safest bet was that the lever of the emergency cabin door had been sealed with cement by the other party when the hijacking occurred. The professionalism and efficiency made every passenger feel that it was difficult to resist. of despair.

After the man finished his threatening speech, he bowed his head and walked quickly towards the landing gear compartment in the belly of the cabin, but when he reached the compartment between the first-class cabin and the economy cabin, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The burly man hangs down without any warning, his eyes glow with pale gold, and he stares intently at the blue curtain of the compartment. He clearly remembers that this curtain was opened by himself before. In order to observe the situation of the front and rear cabins unobstructed.

The man's eyes gradually turned downwards to the end of the blue curtain in the compartment, where he saw a pair of shoes, a pair of white men's sneakers, size 42 by visual inspection, rubber soles, he didn't know what brand they were, at least Italian You can't see this trendy brand in Chernobyl Prison.

With the help of the light in the cabin, the shadow of the man wearing white sneakers in the cabin was also cast on the curtain. He was about 1.7 meters tall, and his figure was neither thin nor strong, but his bones And shoulder width should be a boy, standing sideways facing the aisle quietly without moving.

Was it the audacity of the passengers in the cabin to get out of their seats?
He wasn't sure, but never would have misjudged the danger of the situation.

"Who?" the man asked.

"Guest." The person behind the curtain said, his voice was still a little immature, like a boy.

"This plane doesn't accept any guests anymore." The man said in a low voice.

"This is really disappointing. I thought you terrorists would be very hospitable." The boy behind the curtain said dejectedly.

"I'll ask again, who are you? How did you get on the plane."

"Guest." The boy replied again, "It's just an unexpected visitor."

"I have a detonator in my hand, which is connected to the polymer bonded explosive on my body. Once detonated, it can instantly turn this plane into a fireball." The man said in a low voice, "I don't know who you are. The people on the plane died together, opened the curtain, and surrendered on the ground."

no answer.

The atmosphere is on fire.

But the man saw the figure of the boy behind the curtain raised his right hand. On the projection of the curtain, his index finger and middle finger stood together in the shape of a sword, straight and sharp.

But at this moment, his movements suddenly stopped, "Uh, that... Before you start, a simple question, which hand is your hand holding the detonator?"

"Varied"

"Forget it, I'm sorry, I'm stupid. Sister Huoyue wouldn't talk so much." He sighed.

A field was released silently, warm as jade, covering the entire Boeing 737.

The alarm bell rang in his mind, the man's pupils narrowed slightly, and he wanted to retreat. At the same time, he subconsciously looked at his left hand holding the detonator. But he didn't see his left hand in this hasty glance.

His left arm disappeared at some point from the elbow down, leaving only a fracture that was bleeding silently. It was neat and clean, and the cross-section could be seen as a textbook-like bone and nerve section.

Before the severe pain had time to climb up to the nerve endings, the man turned his head stiffly, and saw the immature boy in the aisle not far behind him, wearing a large white T-shirt and jeans, with a beautiful ponytail.The opponent's left hand was holding a straight bronze sword with a beautiful arc and a grid, and his right hand was holding a half arm that was holding the detonator tightly and belonged to him.

This slightly immature boy seems to be still studying how to safely remove the still dead fingers to remove the detonator. He may be worried that it is a loose-press detonation structure, so he is a little bit tied up. The passengers on the side looked at this scene dumbfounded. Knowing whether to scream or cry!
"Oh, don't worry." The boy noticed the beautiful female passenger beside him who was about to cry, and comforted him a little helplessly, "Even if it really explodes, I will take you out safely!"

The man with the broken arm clasped the assault rifle hanging on his chest with his right hand in the aisle, and the moment he made a move, the boy had already raised his head, his gentle expression gradually became firm and stern, and he held the straight bronze sword in his hand, "I promise You, will definitely take all of you to evacuate safely!"

He held the ring head of the straight sword with his index finger and middle finger raised again with the sword, and his pupils shone with dazzling golden light.

"Power Word Jade Leak."

On the control tower, the eyes of the woman in the tunic suit were pale gold, watching the huge field covering the plane, "I heard that the secret party has different names for this power word with only the 'dry' position, which seems quite appropriate. What is it called?"

"Yan Ling · Time Zero." Li Huoyue said slowly.