The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 604 Do you know how to fly a plane?_1

Chapter 604: Chapter 604 Do you know how to fly a plane?_1

In order to avenge Lin Ping, the young man had gone to great lengths to create such a situation.

Upon hearing these words, all the passengers panicked.

"There’s a bomb on the plane!"

"We’re done for!"

"Is he here for revenge? Who is this Ning Fan?"

"Yeah, come out already, don’t drag us into this!"

A flight attendant, who had checked the passenger list, pointed at Ning Fan, shaking as she said, "He, he is... Ning Fan."

As soon as she said this, all eyes turned sharply toward him.

"This guy is Ning Fan?"

"Damn it, it’s all because of him that the terrorist came!"

"Deal with your own problems, don’t drag us into it!"

"Just go die! If you die, we might be saved!"

Driven by the fear of death, they began to target Ning Fan, wishfully thinking that if Ning Fan were dead, the young man would spare them.

Even then, they had no clue about the whole story.

Seeing this, the young man burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, do you see that, Ning Fan? Everyone wants you to die! Hurry up and do it!"

Having said that, he pulled the trigger again, killing the co-pilot.

"All who can fly the plane are dead. We have, at most, two more minutes before the bomb explodes, and you’ll all die!"

Seeing this, a murderous glint flashed in Ning Fan’s eyes, and with a reverse slap, he smashed the young man’s head to pieces.

The passengers had descended into utter chaos, begging God for mercy or blaming Ning Fan.

They were using these methods to alleviate their own fear.

"It’s over... Both pilots are dead, and there’s still a bomb on the plane..."

Shen Xing, too, felt a sense of despair and slumped to the ground.

Shuang’er and Huo Erba, hearing the commotion, hurried over.

"Master, what happened?"

Ning Fan briefly explained the situation to them.

After listening, Shuang’er looked at the headless corpse with disgust, "These bastards, they’re insane, wanting to take the whole plane and its passengers down with them!"

"You and Huo Erba calm the passengers, I’ll go find the bomb."

Ning Fan closed his eyes, and his spiritual power slowly spread out, covering the entire plane.

He quickly found the bomb, which had been placed near the engine at the back of the plane, and immediately moved to defuse it.

Shuang’er and Huo Erba exchanged looks and went to calm the passengers.

"Everyone quiet down!"

"You see this sandbag-sized fist?"

"The bomb will kill us if it explodes, but if you don’t quiet down now, you’ll die this instant!"

Under Shuang’er’s friendly and gentle persuasion, the passengers calmed down one by one.

Ning Fan found the bomb with only a minute and a half left on the countdown.

If it weren’t for Shen Xing noticing something was off, they would have been soaring through the sky soon.

Ning Fan placed his hand on the bomb. Spiritual power slowly flowed from his palm, severing the bomb’s detonation circuit.

The countdown immediately stopped ticking, and Ning Fan carried the bomb back to the cabin, to find everyone quietly sitting in their seats.

"Master, Master! Look, I did a great job calming them, didn’t I?"

Shuang’er bounced over, her face filled with a look of seeking praise.

"How did you calm them?" Ning Fan was somewhat surprised.

Shuang’er replied proudly, "I told them I’d beat them to death if they didn’t quiet down."

Ning Fan: "..."

He patted Shuang’er on the shoulder, speaking earnestly, "In the future, try to win people over with kindness, and don’t resort to threats and violence so casually."

Why did this girl always resort to violence?

By this time, Shen Xing had recovered and walked over to Ning Fan, worriedly saying, "Mr. Ning, we still have a problem."

"What’s wrong?"

"Both pilots are dead, we have no one to control the plane, and we’ll have to land soon."

The plane was now uncontrolled and couldn’t possibly continue to the intended destination; they had to land somewhere nearby.

"Where’s the nearest airport?" Ning Fan followed Shen Xing to the cockpit.

Shen Xing checked the map and looked up, "We’re back in Xia Country, the nearest airport is ten kilometers away, it’s a coastal airport."

Ten kilometers wasn’t a far distance.

Ning Fan turned to Shen Xing, "Can you fly a plane?"

Shen Xing paused, then smiled bitterly, "If I could fly, I wouldn’t be a flight attendant."

At this point, the other flight attendants had also gathered in the cockpit.

Hearing Ning Fan’s words, one flight attendant cautiously raised her hand, "I know a bit about the procedures, I might be able to help."

"I know too, the pilot explained it to us before."

"Why don’t you give it a try?"

All eyes fell on Ning Fan, filled with hope.

Ning Fan pointed at himself, feeling a bit ridiculous, "You want me to fly the plane?"

"Yes, none of us are confident enough, but if we guide you, maybe by combining everyone’s efforts, it could work," Shen Xing whispered.

Essentially, whoever undertook flying the plane would be responsible for the lives of all the passengers on board.

None of them had the courage for it.

Seeing that the plane’s auto-navigation program was about to end, and manual control was soon necessary.

Like a duck being pushed onto a perch, Ning Fan picked up the pilot’s corpse and placed it aside, then sat down in the pilot’s seat.

"Tell me what to do!"