The ace patron saint of female presidents

I saw Pan An lift his foot on the edge of the door, and immediately turned into a gray shadow, passed behind the forty-something man in a suit, and jumped towards the guy on the left who was about to take the driver's seat, looking at him The door was just a punch, and the guy's head was thrown back suddenly, and then he collapsed on the chair limply.

Before landing, Pan An threw another kick in the air and then kicked the guy on the co-pilot's chair into the air, hitting the bulkhead hard.

"Bam—"

There was a loud noise, bounced back by the bulkhead, and the man was completely silent like mud piled in a corner.

It wasn't until this time that the man in the suit exclaimed: "God..."

Pan An grabbed his collar and threw him directly into the co-pilot seat: "I am the messenger sent by God to rescue you. Take control of the plane and tell me where the bomb is!"

"Thank you, my lord!" The man hastily made a sign of the cross, and then pointed to the densely packed center control panel, reminding, "Sir, the bomb is here!"

Pan An looked over intently, and sure enough, he saw a small piece of about five centimeters in diameter, with a yellow color and a texture like plasticine, stuck to the lower left corner of the horizon screen.

It's just that with such a small size, it seems that there is no remote control detonation device that can match it except for detonation with electricity, right?

With this suspicion, Pan An stretched out his hand to take it off, and then squashed it to search.

Sure enough, there was nothing in it!
"First—sir..."

Pan Anzheng was speechless. Looking around, he saw that the pilot had already burst into a cold sweat from his rude actions.

"Don't be afraid, the danger has been eliminated, you can control the plane with peace of mind. By the way, tell the good news, and the outside door can be closed."

While speaking, the ball of tnt was already in his hands, exerting its effect like plasticine, and being plated into various shapes, without any temper at all.

It is undeniable that this amount can indeed blow up the horizon, but it does not even have a detonating device. It is really useless except to scare these laymen.

The pilot looked terrified, and almost couldn't hold back and ran away: "Sir, is this, really, really all right?"

"Burning it with a lighter, throwing it from the plane and throwing it on a rock will be fine, what do you think?"

As if to prove this point, Pan An directly raised his hand and threw the thing on the floor, breaking it into a ball of pancakes.

After it was over, he didn't intend to pick it up again, let alone the pilot who was trembling with fright, turned around and pulled the unlucky ghost who had been hit by a door and hadn't recovered yet, and pressed him on the main pilot's seat .

Pan An reached out and patted his cheek: "Hey, wake up buddy!"

"Who are you?" The main driver shook his head and looked at Pan An in confusion.

"Forget about who I am, how much is this?" Pan An stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of him.

"three?"

"Okay, the plane is handed over to you two. I'll take the robbers to the cabin. Remember to close the door, and don't open the door until the plane lands on its return flight."

While speaking, Pan An turned around and picked up the two unconscious gangsters, and left the cockpit.

……

The hatch was closed suddenly, and the wind noise was quickly swept away. The crying and wailing around her were immediately transmitted by Liu Xinnian's live broadcast room.

"What's the matter again?" Someone asked in shock.

Someone stretched his neck and looked around: "Could it be that the gangster has been subdued?"

As if to test this speculation, Liu Xinnian's cell phone rang just in time.

The ringtone, as if possessing some kind of magical power, quickly made the remaining 30 passengers on the plane forget their fear for a while, raised their faces with teary eyes or runny noses, and searched around.

At this time, the radio also rang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have good news for everyone. The gangster has been subdued and the bomb has been defused. We are on our way back. God bless us, Amen!"

It took a while for the lucky ones gathered in the hatch area to realize what had happened, and they couldn't believe it with their faces covered in tears and snot.

"Are you really saved?"

"God, we're saved!"

There were even men and women who didn't know each other kissing madly because of the good news.

Liu Xinnian's live broadcast room also became a sea of ​​joy. Gifts of various values ​​were like a blowout, and there were countless combo reminders.

If this scene was left in another live broadcast room, the anchor would probably jump for joy, but Liu Xinnian had already followed Pan An with her heart. At this moment, she just wanted to see him safe and sound.

However, this wish was not realized until the passenger plane returned safely.

At that time, she had already begun to despair, full of disappointment and regret that it was too late to exchange contact information, she and other florist passengers were accompanied by the staff of the embassy and consulate to complete the transcript process, and were arranged to board the bus and left the airport .

If he hadn't glanced inadvertently, he might have missed the magical man who had already gathered a large number of Westerners around him, as if surrounded by stars in the center.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Liu Xinnian seemed to see him waving at her, as if saying goodbye?
……

This evening, at this airport, there is another international flight direct to Shanghai, and it will be half an hour later.

It's a pity that Pan An only asked for a ticket, so he couldn't take Liu Xinnian with him, otherwise, how could he choose to avoid it?
Since you can't choose to strike the iron hot, let's artificially create regrets. Pan An believes that the next time we meet, Liu Xinnian, who has experienced a mistake, will break his reserve and become passionate...

Traveling alone is lonely. After an eleven-hour long flight, the flight arrived at Modu International Airport safely.

At this time, it was one o'clock in the afternoon at the flower planter.

Just as Pan An retrieved his luggage, a middle-aged Caucasian man in a suit and leather shoes walked towards Pan An with a gentlemanly smile: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Pan An?"

"You are?" Pan An's eyes were full of inquiry, and he sized up this person: "Going together?"

The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, took out a business card and handed it over: "Hello, Mr. Pan, I am Enferguson, the Asia-Pacific director of the 'Armor Organization', and this is my business card."

"Hello!" Pan An immediately understood the purpose of the other party's visit. Although he was surprised that these guys were well-informed, he didn't mean to accept this business card at all: "If you want to invite me to join your company, I can only say sorry. I have no plans for that at all.”

"Mr. Pan, we have basically understood your situation! Our company's Asia-Pacific headquarters is located in Xiangjiang, and we are the only two security companies among the world's top ten security companies that have opened branches in Huachangjia. Since Mr. Pan intends to If you return to China to develop, then our two families should be your first choice, which is in line with Mr. Pan's worth..."