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  The lights in the cabin went out again, leaving only a few emergency lights still on. After a long time, the cabin was still not restored to brightness. The flight attendants' excuses for jumping the circuit could no longer calm down the panicked passengers, and various cries of "Mom" and "Dad" echoed back and forth.

  It's a good thing to save energy and be environmentally friendly when the power is off. However, if you encounter a power outage on an airplane at an altitude of 10,000 meters, all you can do is sigh that the higher you fly, the closer you are to heaven. Everyone says heaven is beautiful, but no one wants to go there!

  The lead flight attendant rushed into the cockpit and asked urgently, "What's going on? The passengers' emotions are about to get out of control. They're scolding us until we're covered in blood, and some are even demanding parachutes."

  The captain sighed and said: "We're not a military plane, where would we have parachutes? If the plane crashes, what's the use of parachutes?"

  The co-pilot said helplessly: "The plane may have been struck by lightning, and there's nothing wrong with other aspects, just a minor malfunction in the cabin electrical system."

  The head flight attendant was so anxious and asked: "What should we do now?"

  "There are still 40 minutes before arriving at Zhuhai Airport......" The captain said calmly: "If there is really no other way, then make an emergency landing at Guangzhou Baiyun International Airport in 15 minutes."

  "Do we really have to make an emergency landing?"

  "It's actually not necessary to make an emergency landing, it's just that there's a problem with the cabin lighting circuit... " The co-pilot shrugged and said: "Continue to comfort the passengers, unless absolutely necessary, try not to make an emergency landing."

  "I'll go out and comfort the passengers." The lead flight attendant walked out of the cockpit with her head hung low.

  Few people are not afraid of death, Wu Ming is also afraid of death. However, after he came back from the bathroom, he was not so afraid anymore, because he found that the light in the bathroom could still be turned on, and guessed that the problem might not be big.

  Zhuge gave Wu Ming a glance and said in a low tone: "You're all going to die soon, yet you still have the leisure to go to the toilet."

  "We're still kicking, aren't we going to let urine kill us?" Wu Ming sat down and saw the young couple opposite him crying so hard that their hearts were broken. He couldn't help but comfort them: "Don't cry, when you go to heaven, your brother will take care of you, we have connections upstairs."

  The young couple cried even louder upon hearing this. Zhuge Dachang asked in a bad temper, "Do you have any acquaintances up there? Is the Jade Emperor your father?"

  "If he were my father, would Leigong still let me hijack the plane?" Wu Ming retorted: "All our ancestors are on it, aren't they familiar people?"

  "Are all ancestors in heaven?" Zhuge Dachang's words were reserved.

  "Are you at least mostly okay?" Wu Ming asked with a slightly awkward expression.

  The cabin was shrouded in a gloomy mist, with low sobs and wails of despair, various forms of crying everywhere, many people's faces revealed desperation. Wu Ming and Zhuge were still chatting and laughing, cracking jokes without a care, when death was about to arrive, how many people could remain as calm as they were?

  Affected by the atmosphere around him, Zhuge Dachang sighed: "Three Guis! Are you really not afraid of death?"

  "Nonsense! Who isn't afraid?" Wu Ming snorted: "What's the use of being afraid? Can fear give us an extra life?"

  Zhuge Dachang burst out laughing and slapped his thigh, shouting: "Waiter, bring wine! I want to have a drink with my brother!"

  "I want milk, thank you!"

  After a while, a flight attendant walked over to them and glanced at Wu Ming, saying in a low voice, "Do you still want the parachute?"

  "Really?"

  "Do you want an umbrella?"

  "I'm not going for a spring outing in the suburbs, what's the use of an umbrella!"

  "It's raining outside now, can't it at least block it a bit?!"

  "Whatever...". Wu Ming pouted, then revealed a lewd smile and said: "Right, before I die, I have one small wish. Can I touch that beautiful butt? If not, I'll die with my eyes open."

  "Xiao Yanzhi was right, she's indeed a little vixen!" The flight attendant hummed and walked away with a swish of her hips.

  Zhuge Dachang scolded loudly: "Dare to flirt with her? Go back and don't be afraid of Xiaoyan serving the death penalty?"

  Wu Ming'ang puffed out his chest and hummed: "Afraid of nothing! We don't even know if we'll have tomorrow, I still want to drag her into the bathroom for a quickie!"

  Zhuge Da Chang rolled his eyes and said coolly, "Do you want me to help hold her down?"

  At this moment, a song as beautiful as heavenly music began to sound...

  "Let's strike the bell of hope! How many prayers are in our hearts... Let joy replace sorrow! Smiles will no longer be shy... Let the world find no darkness, happiness blooms like a flower..."

  "Hello everyone, I'm Xiaobai..." The singing girl showed a shy smile under the dim emergency light and said: "Don't be afraid, let's pray for a miracle together, okay?"

  Without music accompaniment, the small cabin was Xiao Bai's stage. Her singing seemed to have a soothing magic that calmed people's hearts. Gradually, the passengers who were immersed in sadness and despair stopped crying and started clapping along with her song...

  The girl walked out of the business class cabin while singing, and the girl who was singing was none other than Yan Ruyi's cousin, Wu Ming. He looked at her with a gentle expression, what a beautiful girl! A star like this is worth chasing after by fans!

  "I just heard the leader sister say that the plane only had a small problem, and Xiaobai often gets lost, but every time there are kind people who bring me back home..." Xiaobai showed a cute and innocent smile, saying: "We have to believe in the captain, he will definitely take us home, everyone don't be afraid!"

  In Xiaobai's singing, the plane arrived smoothly at Zhuhai International Airport. The passengers on the plane all cheered up, and those who had narrowly escaped death were overjoyed and tearfully hugged each other to celebrate.

  "We're saved, we're saved..." The young woman sitting opposite Wu Ming jumped up excitedly, hugged her husband tightly and kissed him hard, then threw herself into Wu Ming's arms and kissed him again, before jumping in front of Zhuge Dachang, then throwing herself back into Wu Ming's arms to kiss him once more!

  The young woman's husband was stunned, Zhuge Dachang's face turned black, and Wu Ming touched his face in shock, wondering if this woman had been fooling him all along? Was she taking advantage of him?

  The husband of the young woman finally burst out and shouted at Wu Ming: "What is your relationship with my wife?"

  "Big brother, believe me, I have nothing to do with my wife...” Wu Ming added, holding the little girl in his arms, "Don't get me wrong, this kid really isn't mine."

  Under the gaze of men eating people, Wu Ming took the lead and slipped out of the business class. Zhuge Dachang added fuel to the fire with a sentence, "If the child is really his, I will let him take responsibility for it, you can rest assured!"

  The man shouted: "Let's go to hell!"

  After getting off the plane and picking up his luggage, Wu Ming looked gloomy. For others, doomsday had passed, but for him, it was just beginning. He was momentarily pleased with himself and flirted with the flight attendant. If Yan Ruyi found out, the consequences would be disastrous.

  "What did that woman mean just now?" As for the young woman who would rather kiss Wu Ming twice than kiss him once, Zhuge Dachang still had a lingering resentment.

  "That's because I'm not handsome!"

  "Get out!" Zhuge Dachang cursed with a smile: "I'm not inferior to you in any way, except that my skin is not as thick as yours!"

  "Just with this sentence, his face is thicker than mine!"

  They walked smiling to the arrival hall, where two stylish young men were holding up their name cards. One of them had a Mohawk haircut and wore an earring, while the other was wearing a leather jacket with tattoos on his arms, looking like he wasn't a good citizen.

  As Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang walked towards them, the tattooed man asked in a stiff Mandarin tone: "Are you guys our employer's bodyguards?"

  Wu Ming nodded and replied expressionlessly: "We are!"

  "We've been waiting for you guys for a long time..." The tattooed man casually tossed the nameplate aside and continued, "Follow us!"

  Won't there be another thorny task? The two who came to pick them up seemed like underworld figures, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang didn't say anything, following them as they hastily walked out of the airport.

  …………………………………………………………

  The employer's name was Yang Ganglie, a memorable and impressive name. He was the boss of a private enterprise engaged in seafood processing and had several large fishing boats under his command.

  Wu Ming and others took a taxi to Zhuhai's famous Jiuzhou Port, then boarded a very luxurious large yacht...

  The nights in the south during winter were equally cold, Wu Ming walked onto the yacht's deck, gazing at the twinkling stars above, listening to the distant sound of a whistle, he closed his eyes, and his heart seemed to enter an ethereal state.

  Zhuge Dachang walked up to Wu Ming's side and asked faintly, "What is one person doing here?"

  Wu Ming glanced at him sideways, pinched his eyebrows and smiled: "A bit seasick, come out to get some fresh air..." As he spoke, he looked around cautiously and whispered: "Pig brother, do you feel anything off?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "I always feel like I've boarded a pirate ship!"

  The two of them exchanged a glance, revealing thoughtful expressions. Indeed, something didn't feel right. Whether it was the person who came to pick them up or the several sailors on the boat, they all exuded an aura of ferocity and violence, not one of them seemed like a good person.

  A small, unknown private enterprise that can't be found on any website, and its boss Yang Ganglie can actually afford such a luxurious large yacht. Does he have a few fishing boats under his command that can catch loads of abalone every day?

  At 11 o'clock in the evening, a large yacht docked at a small island located in the Jinwan area of the Pearl River estuary, with an area of only about thirty square kilometers, called Shuangyuan Island. Because the shape of the entire island is like an Arabic numeral, locals also gave it another nickname, Bra Island!

  It is said that there were only about a hundred households on the small island, no grain was grown, and most of the income relied on tourism. Wu Ming and others got off the boat, the tattooed man made a phone call, and after more than ten minutes, a luxurious stretched Rolls-Royce slowly drove over...

  Having seen the luxury yacht and famous cars, Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang soon saw Yang Ganglie's luxurious mansion, a garden covering several hundred acres, with the main house being a magnificent European-style villa. Although the land price here may not be very expensive, building such a luxurious garden would cost at least hundreds of millions.

  Just the fixed assets are already worth tens of billions, how can a high-end fish merchant who catches and sells fish be so rich? This is even richer than those who sell nuclear warheads. In the Pearl River Delta region, there are many wealthy people, but few as rich as Yang Ganglie.

  Wu Ming was shocked to the core by everything, ever since he arrived on Chestnut Island, he felt that ominous signs had quietly descended! What's with all these plane cases, why do they always get this kind of case?

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