When Yang Hongtao was reborn in Zhou Ziwei's body, he discovered that his soul power had an abnormally strong healing ability for his body. He had personally witnessed the wounds all over his body healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye after being cleansed by his soul power. Presumably, it should be the same when used to treat gunshot wounds now!
Sure enough, the rich soul power accumulated at the wound on his calf, immediately stimulating the cells there to be filled with vigorous life force. They began to divide and grow at a speed of more than a hundred or a thousand times. In just a moment, the external wound had basically healed, and the bleeding had completely stopped.
However, this was a wound that pierced through both sides, with a hole the size of a little finger completely pierced through the muscle. Such a severe injury was naturally incomparable to a simple scratch or abrasion on the surface. Even with the nourishment of powerful soul energy, it would not be something that could be completely healed in a few minutes.
At this moment, there was still a terrorist lurking in the cabin, so how could Yang Hongtao have time to calmly treat his wounds? Just as Yang Hongtao's wounds had stopped bleeding, another gunshot rang out from the hatch, followed by a desperate scream.
I know you're not dead yet!
A sweet, girlish voice rang out, “I’m giving you ten seconds to drop your gun and come out, otherwise… I’ll shoot an innocent passenger every three seconds. Hehehe… You’re not a flight attendant or security personnel, yet you’ve insisted on stepping forward and ruining our plans. You must be a fool overflowing with compassion and a sense of justice, right? If that’s the case… then don’t be a coward… Remember, if you don’t come out, every three seconds an innocent person will die because of you… Now the countdown begins… ten, nine, eight, seven…”
Hearing the girl's countdown, which sounded like a death knell, Yang Hongtao couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Am I a fool with an overflowing sense of compassion and justice?
Yang Hongtao shook his head inwardly, thinking that he was actually quite selfish! If the terrorist hadn't been so determined to kill him, Yang Hongtao, to establish his authority, he might not have insisted on fighting to the death with these terrorists.
Now that he had killed two terrorists, there was no longer any possibility of peaceful coexistence between the two sides. It was a matter of life or death... What choice did Yang Hongtao have?
However... if that girl really does kill an innocent passenger every three seconds... what will Yang Hongtao choose to do?
Is it to sacrifice himself to save these ordinary passengers who have nothing to do with him? Or to harden his heart and watch innocent lives perish before his eyes in order to save himself... or even to simply shrink into a corner and keep chanting the six-syllable mantra, constantly absorbing those innocent souls to make a fortune?
What will his final choice be...?
Volume 1 The Rebirth of a Prodigy Chapter 60 Fool
"Three, two, one... Time's up!"
The girl's voice suddenly paused, then she chuckled and said, "I'll ask you one last time, are you coming out or not? If you don't, this little boy will be the first innocent passenger to die because of you... Hehehe... I just sent his father on his way. He's an orphan now anyway, and he'll only be bullied in this cruel world. I might as well let him go one last time... Hehehe..."
Yang Hongtao released his soul power, and under his soul power monitoring, he immediately saw a fashionable woman dressed in a sexy leopard print outfit, holding a composite plastic gun, and seductively pulling a six or seven-year-old boy next to her. She used one hand to hold the boy's collar in front of her vitals, while the other hand pointed the gun at the temple of the terrified boy who could only wail loudly...
"Wait...don't shoot...I'm coming out..."
Having gathered a fairly complete understanding of the situation outside and finished all the necessary preparations, Yang Hongtao hurriedly shouted, then gripped the gun barrel with both hands, raised it high above his head, and slowly stood up.
As he stood up, Yang Hongtao continued to monitor the female terrorist's every move with his soul power. If the woman shot him the moment he stood up, Yang Hongtao wouldn't mind hiding like a coward again.
Fortunately, the sexy female terrorist didn't intend to kill him. She kept the gun firmly pressed against the little boy's head, a disdainful sneer playing on her lips. She exclaimed, "I never thought there would be such a fool in this world willing to sacrifice himself to save others! Hehehe... As a woman, I have endless respect for your character, but as an enemy, I can only endlessly despise you... Fool! Throw away that gun! Don't try anything funny, or... this cute little face will... 'bang!' turn into a pool of blood... Tsk tsk tsk... that scene would be quite a sight!"
Yang Hongtao gave a cold "snort," and as he limped into the corridor, he lightly tossed the gun he was holding upside down into the air. It landed with a "thud" in front of the female terrorist, who then covered her head with both hands and tightly covered her ears.
"Hehehe... Poor little fool, I thought you really weren't afraid of death at all! I never thought you'd be afraid of hearing the knocking of hell..."
When the female terrorist saw that Yang Hongtao had actually thrown his only weapon to the ground, she completely abandoned any remaining reservations. While mocking Yang Hongtao's actions without restraint, she tossed the little boy she was holding aside and slowly pointed her gun at Yang Hongtao...
"Bang—" A sharp gunshot suddenly rang out, but Yang Hongtao still covered his ears with his hands and didn't even flinch.
The smile on the face of the female terrorist, who had just been so confident of victory, suddenly froze. Her eyes were filled with fear and confusion, and her hand holding the gun trembled slightly, but she no longer had the strength to pull the trigger.
Yang Hongtao sighed softly, finally lowering his hands from his ears. He glanced helplessly at the sexy woman, shook his head, and said, "Haven't you heard what people say... the biggest fool is the one who always thinks everyone else is a fool... Big fool, beautiful lady... please take care!"
"Uh...I...don't...understand..."
The poor, foolish beauty reluctantly squeezed out the last few words from her throat, then her body went limp and she collapsed stiffly in front of Yang Hongtao.
A dark bullet hole had appeared on the back of her head, from which bright red blood and white brain matter were gushing out incessantly...
"You don't need to understand, because you have no future..."
Watching the transparent, newly born soul slowly rise from the corpse of the foolish beauty, Yang Hongtao hesitated for a moment before reciting the mysterious six-syllable mantra deep within his soul...
In order to seek revenge, he must become powerful as quickly as possible, whether in terms of economic strength or in terms of his special abilities.
Although it was originally the soul of a beautiful woman, ... to Yang Hongtao, as long as it was a soul, there was no difference. Since he could kill this beautiful woman, why should he show any mercy to a soul?
Only two remain—
Of the ten terrorists involved in the hijacking, eight have died at Yang Hongtao's hands, leaving only the last two alive.
Yang Hongtao believed that things had developed to this point, and there was no point in him staying here and waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump.
With eight people already dead in this business class cabin, the remaining two terrorists, unless they're fools, certainly won't make any rash moves and walk right into the trap.
So... there's no point in continuing to make any arrangements here!
So Yang Hongtao told several flight attendants and some braver passengers to clean up the extra bodies in the cabin, and to put the body of the little boy's father, the only innocent passenger who died, aside.
Then, Yang Hongtao, dragging his limping leg, collected all the composite plastic pistols carried by the terrorists, put them in a plastic bag, and asked the flight attendant supervisor to keep them safe.
Although some passengers in the cabin were clamoring for a gun to protect themselves, Yang Hongtao didn't dare to actually distribute guns to them.
Firstly, the performance of these composite plastic pistols is very unstable, and giving them to ordinary people to use could easily lead to accidents.
Besides, how could Yang Hongtao be sure there weren't any terrorists among these people? What if the ninth terrorist really was hiding here, and he had personally handed him a gun... the consequences were unimaginable!
However, Yang Hongtao kept two guns for himself in the end. One was the one he had been using, and the other, which had been hidden in the corner next to the hatch, was retrieved by him.
In fact, the reason he dared to hand over his gun and stand up without any scruples was precisely because of the gun he had left behind earlier.
Yang Hongtao has recreated a new, independent soul within this gun, a soul capable of controlling the entire gun.
Although it was difficult for Yang Hongtao to control a non-living entity without hands and feet to make physical changes with his weak, independent soul, he could still do simple things like pulling a trigger as long as he was willing to expend a lot of soul power. It was by taking advantage of this characteristic that Yang Hongtao successfully killed the sexy female terrorist.
Unfortunately, the female terrorist had been holding a gun to the little boy's head, preventing Yang Hongtao from making any rash moves. He worried that even if he controlled the gun and killed her, he would also lose the little boy's life.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have risked using himself as bait to attract the woman's attention.
Fortunately, when he controlled the concealed pistol to fire on its own, almost everyone in the cabin had crawled under their seats to hide, so no one noticed this astonishing scene. Otherwise, they would probably have regarded Yang Hongtao as a monster even more!
Only two left!
Yang Hongtao guessed that the two men would definitely be hiding in the most difficult-to-break cockpit, waiting for him to walk into their trap. So... should he really play the role of a lone hero again?
Yang Hongtao couldn't help but grin bitterly, cursing inwardly: Only an idiot would want to be a hero!
Volume 1 The Rebirth of a Prodigy Chapter 61 Return Journey
Yang Hongtao's leg injury hadn't fully healed, and the exertion just now had reopened the wound, causing it to bleed profusely. Given his current condition, it was already a miracle he hadn't fainted; expecting him to play the role of a lone hero, clearing out the last two terrorists in the cockpit, was indeed asking too much.
Yang Hongtao found a safe spot to sit down again and began to use his soul power to heal the gunshot wound on his calf. As for the remaining two terrorists... Yang Hongtao could only say that he was willing but unable to help them for the time being.
At most, he could only guarantee that he would stay awake at all times. As long as those two terrorists dared to come into this cabin, Yang Hongtao was confident that he could make sure they never returned.
However... if those two guys have the self-awareness to not show up again, Yang Hongtao will be happy to save himself the trouble.
As for where the plane would eventually be hijacked, Yang Hongtao didn't care much. As long as the terrorists didn't dare to enter the business class, he would be basically safe. Even if the plane flew to the United States, it would just be a free trip for him.
Just then, the intercom on the wall for flight attendants rang again.
The flight attendant supervisor rushed over and picked up the microphone. After listening for a while, her expression turned somewhat astonished. She paused for a moment, then quickly covered the receiver tightly with her palm and asked Yang Hongtao for instructions: "Mr. Zhou, the captain... he asked us what the situation is here? Is it under the control of terrorists, or has it all been cleared out... He said... he said there are no terrorists in the other cabins, and if there are no terrorists here either, he... he will immediately order the plane to return to Kunming Airport..."
Yang Hongtao was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, then a knowing smile appeared on his face. He nodded and said, "Then you should tell him the truth... All eight terrorists have been eliminated. Let's go back to Kunming!"
Without any hesitation, the flight attendant supervisor responded as Yang Hongtao instructed, then gently hung up the phone and jumped up excitedly with the other flight attendants…
Five minutes later, the plane changed course and flew back towards Kunming Airport.
At the same time, the loudspeaker, which had been silent for nearly half an hour, blared again. A sweet-voiced female announcer informed all the passengers that the hijacking incident had been successfully resolved and that the plane would land at Kunming Airport one hour and fifteen minutes later than scheduled…
The entire plane erupted in thunderous cheers. Apart from the poor little boy whose father had been shot by terrorists, everyone's face was filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.
Most passengers believed that all the terrorists on the plane had been killed, and only a few people still had doubts. Yang Hongtao, however, knew very well that at least two terrorists had escaped.
However, Yang Hongtao did not feel obligated to risk being ambushed at any time to find these two escapees from the vast sea of people.
Without a doubt, these two who slipped through the net are likely spies within the flight attendants' ranks. Moreover, during the hijacking incident, it's unclear how they managed to conceal their true identities; they probably haven't yet revealed themselves to anyone.
This way, they can continue to appear as good people among the flight attendants.
If they want to pretend to be good people, they will certainly not risk hiding weapons on their bodies.
In this way, even if Yang Hongtao had the opportunity to scan every flight attendant, it would be difficult to find out which one was the real mole.
In fact, the two terrorists made a wise choice. Eight of their ten hijackers had already been killed, and the remaining two could no longer cause any trouble. Even if they were still confident they could hijack the plane to an overseas destination, what would be the point of a successful hijacking if they couldn't obtain the priceless ruby on Xin Yue? Therefore, removing their masks and rejoining the ranks of the staff was their best course of action. Otherwise, the best outcome for them would only be a fight to the death!
After the initial excitement, passengers throughout the cabin began to leave their seats, lining up to express their sincere gratitude to Yang Hongtao.
They all knew that if Yang Hongtao, this legendary figure, hadn't been on the plane, the terrorists would have successfully abducted them to Vietnam. Even if they didn't die, they would have lived in fear and anxiety in that hellish place for a while.
These people praised Yang Hongtao as a savior, praising him as benevolent, great, and merciful, which made his old face turn bright red with embarrassment.
In truth, he knew in his heart that he never wanted to be a superhero who wore his underwear inside out, much less a savior admired by thousands.
Although today's events can be described as him single-handedly turning the tide and eliminating eight terrorists, in his heart... he was only trying to save himself from beginning to end.
Of course... if he could save a few more innocent passengers while ensuring his own safety, that would naturally be his wish.
Now, being praised so highly by these passengers, Yang Hongtao felt like he wasn't even human!
Most of the passengers hoped to exchange contact information with Yang Hongtao, and a few who considered themselves wealthy even offered to hire Yang Hongtao as their bodyguard. Naturally, Yang Hongtao refused all of these offers without hesitation.
He then stood up on his chair and solemnly requested that everyone present keep his secret and not reveal anything about him to anyone.
After all, if his actions today were publicized, he would certainly enjoy temporary fame and even become a hero in the eyes of the people of the whole country.
However... what good is this temporary glory? Aside from satisfying vanity, at most you'll only get a few tens of thousands of yuan in bonuses from the airline.
However, the consequences are extremely dangerous...
Putting everything else aside, there are still two survivors among those who participated in the hijacking, and didn't the eight terrorists he killed have any relatives, friends, or accomplices? If he were to stand in the open now, he could only wait to be shot in the back later! So... at this point, he can only try to keep a low profile as much as possible.
Although so many people witnessed Yang Hongtao's amazing performance today, it is estimated that no matter how much Yang Hongtao begs everyone to keep it a secret, it will ultimately be impossible to keep it. However, at least his name will not be mentioned.
Moreover, as long as the authorities cooperate by handling the matter discreetly, whatever these passengers say in the future will only become rumors.
For example, if someone were to say that Yang Hongtao simply grabbed a ruthless bandit's wrist and gave it a light shake, causing a 180-pound man to be thrown onto the ceiling and broken his bones... it would be strange if anyone actually believed that! At most, they would just treat it as a pointless topic of conversation and boast about it.
Volume 1, Rebirth of a Prodigy, Chapter 62: Let's Go to a Hotel Together
After all the other passengers had left at Yang Hongtao's request, Xin Yue helped the white-bearded old man over.
"Young man, you're very good!"
The old man, with a kind and benevolent expression, patted Yang Hongtao on the shoulder with great approval, then stuffed a finely crafted, gold-embossed business card into Yang Hongtao's hand, saying, "I don't care whether you understand the secrets behind this hijacking, but you have indeed done our Bairui Group a great favor. Consider it a debt our entire group owes you! If you need anything, you can always use this business card to come find me and ask me to repay this favor!"