Chapter 910: Chapter 884:
Thud...
Without hesitation, Ye Chen used the dagger to slash the opponent’s throat, blood spilling onto the ground instantly. Ye Chen gave a hard push, then shoved the man’s body aside. The woman opened her eyes, seeing Ye Chen had rescued her. She remained expressionless, as if she were a corpse.
"Kill me!" the woman said woodenly to Ye Chen, "Living in this world has no meaning for me anymore!"
"No, at least you’re still alive!" Ye Chen smiled slightly.
"I’m alive? What’s the difference if I’m dead?" Tears streamed down the woman’s face.
"Living is a belief, surviving is more important than anything!" Ye Chen squatted down and then took off his coat, wrapping it around the woman, asking, "Don’t you want to take revenge?"
"I do, but I’m powerless, how can I take revenge!" The woman bit her red lip.
"I have a way for you to get revenge, but you’ll need to have an utterly unwavering resolve for vengeance. Any slight mistake in the process could mean there’s no going back. Are you willing?" Ye Chen asked coldly.
"I’m willing, as long as I can avenge Peter, I’ll do anything you ask!" A determined look suddenly appeared in the woman’s eyes.
"That’s good!" Ye Chen nodded, then said, "Put on the clothes and stay here, once the plane is safe, I’ll take you somewhere!"
After speaking, Ye Chen instructed Morris to take good care of the woman. Morris hesitated multiple times, but ultimately decided to stay. She gazed complicatedly at Ye Chen as he walked out, then took out a walkie-talkie from her body.
Ye Chen walked slowly towards the medical room. Inside, another brown-haired man was trying to stop the bleeding of the Blacky. Ye Chen walked in quietly, the brown-haired man placed Blacky on a stretcher bed, working hard to stop the bleeding. Ye Chen showed a cold smile, gently shaking his hand, and the dagger flew out like a cold gleam. It swiftly pierced the back of the opponent’s neck, causing him to collapse immediately.
Ye Chen quickly went up and confiscated the brown-haired man’s weapons: a black handgun and an M4 rifle. Although counterfeit, the workmanship was quite good, with the key parts well-polished. Ye Chen fiddled with it briefly then quickly moved out. He had taken down four of the men on the plane. Blacky had been shot in the groin, likely bedridden for a month.
The remaining three men were distributed in first-class and the cockpit. These two places were extremely important. Inside first-class was Slater, a crucial person in this operation—if Slater were to die, there’s no telling what the opposition might do, possibly causing a crash. The cockpit was even tougher to approach. Ye Chen calculated in his mind and then slowly headed towards first-class.
The flight attendants who’d been rescued by Ye Chen gazed at him with light in their eyes. Ye Chen’s heroic performance had captivated them. Grateful, Ye Chen instructed them not to act recklessly and to try to calm the passengers’ emotions.
When Ye Chen entered the first-class cabin, he instantly regretted it because several grim gun barrels were pointed at him. Seeing things go sour, Ye Chen had no choice but to obediently drop the guns in his hands on the floor. With an awkward smile, he said, "Oh, how did you guys know I was coming?"
"Hmph!" The leading white man stepped forward with a quick stride, lifting his foot to kick Ye Chen hard in the left cheek.
Bang...
The kick was solid, sending Ye Chen reeling with disorientation, as if he couldn’t tell northwest from southeast. He crashed heavily into a nearby seat, then slowly slid to the floor. It took him a while to get his bearings and climb back up.
The white man seemed not yet appeased, rushing up again, jumping in mid-air, and then stomping fiercely on Ye Chen’s chest.
Boom...
This time Ye Chen crashed into the rear cabin partition. Fortunately, the partition was sturdy enough, or this impact might have destroyed the plane. This time Ye Chen was kicked into vomiting blood, with internal injuries, and blood slowly trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Enough, stop hitting him!" Morris, standing in the shadows, finally couldn’t bear it anymore. She rushed out and supported Ye Chen, looking at the white man, saying, "Jagger, stop hitting him. Just capture him, isn’t that enough?"
"Hmph, killing him wouldn’t be enough to quell my anger!" the man named Jagger said angrily.
"Morris, you’re in cahoots with them, aren’t you?" Ye Chen let out a cold smile.
"Ah, how, how did you know?" Morris was startled.
"I suspected from the very first moment we met on the plane!" Ye Chen smirked coldly, blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked icily at Morris and then said, "Your first look at me was filled with hatred, and later, from your tone, I noticed you were very familiar with the hijackers’ identities, even knowing where Mr. Slater was located. Later, when I was about to kill those two wicked beasts, you actually stopped me. That made me even more certain of your identity!"
"Hmph, so what!" Morris glared at Ye Chen and said, "That’s right, I want to kill you, I want revenge, I’m not willing to just be expelled from the Church Court like this!"
"Hatred has blinded your eyes, it has made you unable to see the truth of things!" Ye Chen sighed.
"Stop talking so much with him, seize his gun, tie him up for me, and we’ll deal with this bastard when we get to Afghanistan!" the white man sneered.
"Yes!" The two soldiers on either side quickly moved in.
Ye Chen’s eyes showed a peculiar smile, and as the two approached, Ye Chen moved, swift as lightning, darting beside the white man. A dagger magically appeared in his hand, swiftly poised against the white man’s neck. He coldly smiled and said, "Drop your weapons, or I’ll leave your leader without a place for burial!"
The two Blackies were dumbfounded, looked at each other, and finally, resignedly, dropped their guns to the ground, raising their hands high above their heads. At this time, the white man quietly took out a device like a remote control from his hand, and he coldly smiled, "Kid, your life is in my hands, and so are all the lives on this plane. If you dare to mess around, I will press this button!"
Ye Chen glanced at the remote control in the man’s hand, then sneered disdainfully, "Go ahead and press it, the bomb you planted in the restroom has already been defused by me!"
"No, impossible!" The white man stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"Jagger, he really did defuse it!" Morris nodded from the side, then helplessly said, "I followed him all the way just now and indeed saw him remove your bomb from the restroom’s paper roll!"
"Oh, damn it, impossible!" The white man seemed unwilling to believe the facts. He pressed the remote control several times, only to find that the plane did not explode as expected. He was instantly furious, angrily smashing the remote control on the ground, then roared, "Bastard, tell me your name, I’m going to kill you!"
"I never change my name wherever I go, I am known as Ye, with the single name Chen." Ye Chen laughed coldly.
"You are Ye Chen?!" The white man was stunned, looking at Ye Chen with a bewildered expression, "You are the Ye Chen of the Rothschild family?! Ye Clan Leader!"
"Yes, it’s me!" Ye Chen nodded, looking at the man in confusion. He seemed to have no recollection of knowing such a person.
"Ye Clan Leader, our Base Organization has a cooperative relationship with your Leisure City!" The white man was suddenly overjoyed.
"How come I didn’t know?" Ye Chen was taken aback.
"Oh, all our previous cooperation was handled by Old Housekeeper Jack, and recently, some projects are being negotiated with Mr. Haozi, so it’s normal you wouldn’t know. We... aren’t we just one family fighting amongst ourselves?" Jagger showed an ecstatic smile.
"This..." Ye Chen was a bit stunned, this relationship came rather suddenly. Ye Chen had just paused, and the other party’s attitude made a complete 360-degree turn. He kicked Ye Chen brutally in the abdomen, then turned and drew a pistol, aiming at Ye Chen’s forehead, "Hmph, forgot to tell you, since Haozi took over Old Housekeeper Jack’s duties, we were cut off from your base, and despite our repeated requests to continue the cooperation, we kept hitting a wall!"
"You were deliberately deceiving me?" Ye Chen was dumbfounded.
"Exactly!" Jagger chuckled coldly, angrily shouting at the two with their hands held high, "Quickly, tie him up!"
Then, the two swiftly tied up Ye Chen, the situation taking twists and turns, ultimately leading to Jagger’s superior tactics prevailing. Ye Chen became a complete failure, tossed back into a chair, closing his eyes to recuperate.
Soon, the plane arrived at a secret base in Afghanistan, where there was only a small landing strip. Landing this medium-sized Boeing plane indeed proved challenging, but under Jagger’s coercion and temptation, the two pilots barely managed to stop on the runway. Had they not controlled it precisely, the plane might have run off the runway, leading to unimaginable consequences.