The shining Shoko Toyokawa

Aine was terrified, her heart beating so fast it felt like there were 18 heavy metal bands playing drums inside her, but she knew that if she stopped, she would be doomed.

'Now this man's attention is so focused on me that he doesn't notice the pistol is exposed!'

"I am so sorry!"

Aiyin felt that her English had never been so fluent.

After apologizing, the man did not respond, so she continued walking towards the bathroom as if nothing had happened.

step!

Another step!!!

The man's eyes followed her and he twisted his waist back.

Aine raised her head and took the third step forward.

Just a little bit,

Just a little!

If the man's clothes fall down a little more, the gun will be covered again!

Only this last step left!!!

Chapter 21: Hijacking

Aine stepped forward and landed on the ground.

The bearded man's pistol was also covered by his clothes again.

"Survived...survived."

The relief of surviving the disaster surged in Aine's heart, and she almost cried.

"Snapped"

'what is that? ’

"What is that?!"

Aiyin turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw broken glass and orange juice spreading on the ground.

She looked up at the middle-aged white woman whose hands were shaking but still holding onto the object, and gave a smile that was uglier than crying.

She's really stupid,

"How could I be the only one who saw this with so many passengers?!"

"Just stop the fucking move! Sit down right there!"

The gun that was originally hidden under the hem of his clothes appeared in everyone's sight.

The Ara roared, aiming its warning at several standing men, forcing them to sit down.

Aiyin's ears were buzzing. After the terrorist had taken control of the situation, he slapped her hard as if to vent his anger.

She was knocked to the ground by the powerful slap, and the fishy-sweet smell spread in her mouth.

'Why? ’

'Just an ordinary trip,'

'Why did it become like this?'

A trance-like feeling of traveling through time and space occupied Aine's senses.

'This must be a dream, right?'

She even thought so.

'Because, because,'

She heard that the weather in Sydney is very warm, and she even prepared some summer clothes...

"What are you going to do?!"

"Ugh?"

'That's Ying Lili's voice,'

Ain was brought back to her senses by her friend's shout. She looked up.

Two men caught Ying Lili, and they also had guns.

There were at least three armed terrorists on the plane!

And their target from the beginning was Ying Lili,

Ying Lili had originally planned to give up this trip because her parents had something to do.

She patted her chest and said that she would go with Ying Lili.

So...that's why this happened...

No, these people's target is Ying Lili's father!

Bring the British diplomat to District 11!

But he had something urgent to do and was unable to board the plane with his daughter.

With a crisp "pop" sound, Ying Lili's cry came to an abrupt end.

Her left face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is natural. This group of people definitely did not come here specifically to play games with the "young lady" or to reason with her.

There is only one language they have to resort to, and that is violence!

This "language" is primitive yet efficient. No matter how eloquent one is, they cannot be its opponent.

"Everyone, don't be afraid,"

The youngest-looking of the three terrorists spoke under the horrified gaze of the passengers.

"We, Ave Mujica, are not terrorists. This operation is to punish the British and District 11 who provided weapons to Gian."

His English was very standard, but because he was wearing sunglasses, his face could not be seen clearly, making it difficult to tell where he was from.

"We have received intelligence that the British ambassador to District 11 will take this flight to Sydney.

It just so happened that Kangaroo Country was also a supporter of Ji'an, so they launched this action.

It can be said that it kills three birds with one stone."

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of gunfire came from the direction of the cockpit, causing the passengers to scream and tremble, and also interrupted the words of the man in sunglasses.

"Hey, go to the front and see what they are doing!"

He waved his hand and asked the short man who slapped Ying Lili to go to the cockpit to check the situation.

"It was a three-birds-with-one-stone situation, but it was ruined by her father,"

The man in sunglasses poked Ying Lili's head several times with his gun and shouted, "Hey, Ms. Sawamura, can you tell me why your father didn't come today?!

Is he being worthy of us who risked our lives on this?!"

"Xia...Xia..."

"Huh? Speak louder! I can't hear you! You don't really think we Ave Mujica dare not kill you?!

You guys who are hiding in safe places and supporting the war, do you know how many people have died because of the weapons you provided?!

What would the children who were attacked by the bombs say when they were dying? They were also shouting "Mom" and "Mom" like you.

And now, with your hands and feet still intact, you're already calling for mom?!

What a pathetic fellow! "

"You...you are not Ave Mujica!"

Even though I was scared to death, my voice was shaking, as if I would cry in the next second,

But Chihaya Aine still spoke, "Ave Mujica is acting for the future, and you only have hatred!

You guys are... fakes!

Ave Mujica will sanction you next! ”

By the end, Aiyin was no longer able to organize her words in English, and it became her mother tongue.

But it seemed to make no difference. The two terrorists understood what she meant.

Then, the bearded man's fists and shoe tips rained down on her.

This was natural. Aine had anticipated the outcome before she even opened her mouth. All she could do was curl up and try to protect her head.

The language of violence is above all other languages.

But even if blood was already flowing out of her mouth, she would never regret it.

If she just watched her friend being 'bullied' in silence, Chihaya Aine would no longer be Chihaya Aine...

Although I have this cool idea in my head,

But Aine still felt... 'It hurts, it hurts! Am I going to die?'

"Boss, boss!"

The short man who went to the cabin to investigate came back in a hurry.

The bearded man stopped beating Aine, and the man in sunglasses turned his gaze towards him.

"Those two bastards killed both the pilot and the co-pilot!"

"What did you say?!" The man in sunglasses was furious and pointed the gun at Ying Lili. "It's all because of your fucking dad!"

That is unreasonable outburst of anger, but this is also the norm in this world.

If everyone could remain rational, the world might really be at peace.

But it is always a luxury for humans to maintain their sanity.

The man in sunglasses pulled the trigger.

Facing the fear of death, Ying Lili's remaining sanity also collapsed.

The name that had lingered on her lips countless times, along with the overflowing emotions, flowed out of her lips.

"Xia Ya!!!"

She shouted loudly the name she had missed for many years, and her eyes, which had been tightly closed due to fear, suddenly opened and looked towards where she was.

"What..." So, "She's not far from me..."

"boom!"

The gun went off. It was the gun of the man in sunglasses.

Chapter 22: Between Life and Death

"If it were Xia, what would she do now?"

Xia Ya lowered her body and secretly observed the surrounding situation.

"There were gunshots coming from the cockpit, which meant that besides the three people in the first-class cabin, there was at least one person there as well.

Perhaps they coerced the flight attendant into opening the cockpit...'

"Who are they? The Wings of Resistance?"

No, it's hard for them to reach District 11.

Xia Ya shook her head and stopped thinking about where these terrorists came from. There was only one thing she had to do, and that was to survive!

And now, keeping silent seems to be the best solution.

After all, as long as this group of people don't use the plane to crash into the building, there is a high probability that the passengers will survive.

And Xia Ya didn't sense any determination to die from them.

Yes, just keep silent.

It should be like this...

"Those two bastards killed both the captain and the co-pilot!?"