483 The Secret About the Past 101 (1/2)

”We have to kill them first no matter what. Even if we die, we must die in glory. The organization will reward our country. Quick, do it,” the leader instructed.

”But, Boss… we don't want to die,” the underlings said, sounding petrified.

”Cut the crap. Do you think you'll get to make it out of this plane alive even if you don't kill them? If you don't follow my instructions, I'll send you to hell right now!” the leader hollered, glaring at them menacingly.

The underlings dared not utter another word.

”Begin. Finish them off and we'll be rewarded handsomely!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a gun was aimed right at his head in godlike speed.

An Xiaoning opened her eyes, only to see that the person holding the gun against the leader's temple was Jin Qingyan.

She was bewildered to find that he still had a gun with him since she remembered seeing him removing his gun during the security screening. How did he…

”Back down all of you!”

The leader broke out in cold sweat and motioned for his underlings to retreat. ”Hurry and back down. Didn't you hear me!?!”

The gang retreated backward while still holding the guns in their hands.

Gu Beicheng and Lin Mingxi, too, opened their eyes and stood up.

Unfortunately, they did not have any weapons on them to defend themselves.

Jin Qingyan was clearly outnumbered since it was one against many guns in front of him.

”Put your guns down. Otherwise, I'll shoot him,” Jin Qingyan warned fearlessly.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay and remained still as a statue.

”What are you waiting for? Put your guns down!” the leader snapped, overwhelmed with panic.

”Boss, didn't you say that we must die in glory even if we have to die? Rest in peace, we will tell the organization of your remarkable sacrifice if we make it out alive.”

”Bastard! Put your guns down!” the leader hollered in exasperation and anxiety.

The underlings still refused to budge, perhaps because they knew that they might very likely die if they were to put their weapons down.

Yet, they did not wish to die so soon.

The leader was flustered and flabbergasted. Jin Qingyan walked towards the bunch of underlings while still holding the gun against the leader's head.

Upon sight of the situation, An Xiaoning reached a hand out to touch the hair clip on her head. Who knew such an unassuming action would be sufficient to pierce one of the underlings in his eyes, causing him to shriek in pain and drop the gun in his hands.

Tension filled the underlings. Yet, they still did not dare to open fire.

The more Jin Qingyan advanced towards them, the more they retreated. Soon, he made it past the man who had his eyes pierced.

An Xiaoning walked towards him and picked up the pistol to find that the round was full.

Not bad.

Initially, they only had one gun. Now, they had two.

This increased their chances of survival.

Instead of pointing the gun at them together with Jin Qingyan, An Xiaoning headed to the cockpit.

Pointing the gun at the pilot, she instructed, ”Land the plane immediately.”

”But there's no appropriate landing ground here,” said the pilot, frightened out of his wits.

”I don't care. Land it right now. Touch down in a field or whatever. Otherwise, I'll shoot you.”

”Do you think you'd make it out alive if you kill me?” the pilot retorted boldly.

”There's a co-pilot here too. Are you landing it or not!?!”

”I am… but I'll have to fly to the nearest airport. I can't just land in the middle of nowhere.”

”Then head to the nearest airport.”

”Okay.”

An Xiaoning felt a slight sense of relief.