Chapter 93: What is she doing here?

  The true identities of the two "flight attendants" were professional killers belonging to a notorious international killer organization with members all over the world. The two killers easily mixed into the A380 passenger plane through the powerful connection network of their employer, disguising themselves as flight attendants, in order to kill Mu Qiuping and Ye Han.

  Although they had anticipated various possibilities of the assassination beforehand and had taken into account Ye Han's decent skills, they never thought that Ye Han's skills would be so extraordinary. He was truly a master of inaction, moving as swiftly as lightning, and with just one breath, he almost completely disabled both of them.

  Two top-notch hitmen, who have never failed a mission before, are given an assignment by their employer to assassinate a target. Due to the high stakes of this mission, their employer demands absolute secrecy and orders them to either kill themselves or die with the target if they fail, in order to protect the reputation of their hitman organization.

  Two assassins were recruited by the head of an assassination organization since childhood, after brainwashing, they received cruel various fighting skills and assassination training, equally skilled and ruthless. In their eyes, the leader is their savior, no matter what orders the leader gives, they will unconditionally execute, even if it means death for them, they will not hesitate.

  The assassin was knocked off the knife by Ye Han's seatbelt, and his reaction was extremely fast. Although he knew that Ye Han must have had a more powerful move left, in order to complete the task given to him by the leader, he completely disregarded his own life and death, let out a loud roar, and once again pounced towards Mu Qiuping, his right palm transforming into a knife-like shape, using all his strength to make a fierce horizontal slash at Mu Qiuping's throat.

  The human larynx is extremely fragile, and if this slash were to land, Mu Qiuping feared that she would immediately lose her life on the spot.

  But Ye Han wouldn't let that person have their way. As he threw off the seatbelt, he rushed out and almost reached the person at the same time as the seatbelt did. His body flew into the air, his right leg flying up to kick the person squarely in the chest.

  He was anxious to save people, this kick was at least a thousand pounds of force. The man only felt that his chest was hit hard by an iron hammer, and his chest immediately sank in a block. In the midst of flying backwards, fresh blood spurted out of his mouth, and he died instantly.

  From two killers taking action to Ye Han saving lives, it was just a matter of an electric spark. However, in this brief moment, Mu Qiuping experienced the most heart-stopping scene of her life. She had even felt the chill of the killer's blade earlier, and if Ye Han had been half a beat slower, Mu Qiuping would probably be lying dead in her seat right now.

  Two assassins, one dead and one injured. The dead one doesn't need to worry anymore, but the injured one can't be left unguarded. Ye Han didn't have time to talk to Mu Qiuping, he quickly turned around and found that the assassin he had kicked was nowhere to be seen, which made him startled. He turned his head and shouted at Mu Qiuping and others "Stay seated and don't move", then rushed towards the economy class cabin.

  In his view, these two killers were fugitives who had failed to kill and would not let it go. Maybe they had other accomplices on the plane or had arranged for other backup plans.

  On the plane, unlike other places, a slight carelessness may result in catastrophic consequences. Although Ye Han was confident in his abilities, if something went wrong at an altitude of 10,000 meters, there would be no chance to turn back.

  In the economy class, hundreds of passengers sat in their seats, not daring to move, staring at the disheveled and unkempt "flight attendant" standing in the aisle with a mixture of terror and despair. Several uniformed flight attendants, who were petite and pretty, huddled in one corner of the cabin, pale-faced and trembling slightly. The disheveled "flight attendant" held a remote control device in his right hand and ripped open his shirt with his left, revealing a circle of specially-made explosives strapped to his waist, shouting wildly "No one is allowed to move, whoever moves I will detonate the explosives and blow up the plane!"

  Ye Han rushed into the economy class and saw such a precarious scene, then his forward-rushing figure suddenly stopped, not daring to make any further moves.

  Ye Han didn't doubt the killer's words, nor did he doubt the authenticity of the remote control device and the explosives tied to his body. What puzzled him was how these two killers managed to pass through airport security with so many dangerous items.

  It seems that there must be a "mole" inside the airline company who collaborated with these two assassins.

  What to do? What to do? What to do?

  Ye Han's heart was racing with anxiety, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his forehead. The distance between him and the assassin was at least 20 meters, even if he moved quickly, it was impossible to be faster than the assassin's hand. As long as the assassin lightly pressed down with his finger, the hundreds of passengers on this airliner would disappear along with the plane itself.

  This was absolutely not the result Ye Han wanted to see.

  "Brother, don't be impulsive! Let's talk it over... Let's talk it over..."

  At this moment, a young man wearing black casual clothes slowly stood up among the passengers. At the same time as the young man stood up and spoke, three other young men on the other side of the cabin also stood up, putting their hands in their pockets, staring nervously at the assassin.

  "Everyone, sit down!" The assassin raised his arm holding the remote control and sneered: "Four plainclothes police officers, don't think I don't know your identities... Want to deal with me? No way! Don't believe it? Try to see whose hand is faster, yours or mine!"

  Four plainclothes police officers were identified, and the assassin was also extremely vigilant, not daring to make any rash moves. One of them gently advised: "Brother, if you have any ideas, you can bring them up and we'll consider them. Think it through carefully, if you detonate the bomb, we'll all die, including yourself. What's the point? We can discuss things..."

  "Shut up!" The killer bellowed, his eyes bulging with blood, looking like a madman. "Say one more word and I'll blow up the plane!"

  Ye Han took advantage of the opportunity to speak with the two, slowly moving forward with his feet. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, and Ye Han turned around abruptly, only to find that Tang Xue had run over from the first-class cabin without knowing when. Her small face, which didn't have much blood color, didn't show much fear, but more tension.

  What is this little girl doing here at a critical moment like this?

  Ye Han glared at him fiercely and said in a low voice: "It's dangerous here, go back quickly!"

  "I won't! I want to be with you!" Tang Xue's voice was small but firm, and as she spoke, a small hand trembled out and tightly grasped one of Ye Han's hands. Her originally soft and smooth little hand was now completely sweaty.

  "Huh?"

  Two people joined hands, Ye Han's palm touched a thin and long hard object, his eyebrows furrowed involuntarily, and he looked at Tang Xue with suspicion.

  "It's my hairpin, I think you can use it to deal with that rascal..." Tang Xue said in a low voice.

  Ye Han's heart moved slightly, and he quietly placed the needle on his index finger and middle finger, nodding lightly.

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  P.S: Thanks for the generous reward from brother 1888 on the seventh day of the first month! Extremely excited!

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