Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1486: Secret Corner

Jiang Guangrong didn’t finish speaking and was completely lying on the ground, eyes closed, silent.

The first person glanced at a clear hole next to Jiang Guangrong, then at the person killed by Jiang Guangrong and at the handgun in the pool of blood beside him. Finally, he looked at the bullet marks on the control room’s door and quickly believed Jiang Guangrong’s words.

The first person walked to the control room door, confirmed that the person in the pool of blood was dead, then kicked the door a few times: "By accident, we hit that bastard hard, he still managed to open the door and take people out!"

The rest of the big guys walked up to that person, angrily staring at the control room door: "Pigeon, what can I do?"

"Well..." Pigeon gasped for breath, his eyes fell once again on the person killed by Jiang Guangrong. Suddenly, Pigeon noticed something, "Ah? That’s a big wound, not good!"

Pigeon quickly drew his handgun, fired toward Jiang Guangrong lying on the ground without hesitation.

By this time, Jiang Guangrong was already prepared. Before Pigeon could fire, Jiang Guangrong glanced at the fallen handgun, aimed at the robber, and fired. After five shots, Jiang Guangrong rolled out of the cabin door.

Six robbers were killed on the spot by Jiang Guangrong, while Pigeon’s left shoulder was also shot by Jiang Guangrong.

The remaining three big robbers huddled in the corner, left arm holding a corpse, right hand clutching a handgun, using the cabin door as protection, began to counterattack Jiang Guangrong.

Meanwhile, Jiang Guangrong constantly kept an eye on his back. Sure enough, the other door on the other side of the cabin was pushed open by a gunman. Jiang Guangrong fired at the man without hesitation. This man didn’t expect Jiang Guangrong to appear between him and his companions, he was killed by Jiang Guangrong.

Jiang Guangrong leaned tightly against the door, monitoring the robbers hiding behind the corpse. If there are no robbers among the passengers, then there are nine robbers.

"Ah, I’ve been shot. Your shooting is too accurate. I’m going to die!" Jiang Guang cried through the door at the robbers hiding behind the corpse.

Behind him, Pigeon sneered angrily, "Crazy, no gunshots. He says he’s shot. Would he yell out loud to tell us if he’s really shot? Could the liar be more professional?"

Another robber ducked his head and said, "This guy must be trying to trick us into rushing out. Let’s not act rashly!"

Jiang Guangrong smiled, walking stealthily into the restaurant. Soon, Jiang Guangrong found his target, Pepper!

Carrying a large box of chili powder and pepper powder, along with a bottle of dry powder fire extinguisher, Jiang Guangrong quickly returned to the original place.

Pigeon poked his head out and saw Jiang Guang hiding the door. He gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers, let’s move forward with the help of the corpse."

"Okay!"

The robbers’ actions were quickly noticed by Jiang Guangrong. Jiang Guangrong tightly gripped the handgun in his right hand, while his left hand poured chili powder and pepper powder onto the ground from small bottles in a cardboard box. Then, while guarding against the robbers, he picked up the fire extinguisher with his left hand and smashed the pepper powder and chili powder bottles.

Jiang Guangrong shouted at the three pigeons: "Dog, I’ll give you a tasty meal!"

Jiang Guangrong then picked up the pepper bottle and chili bottle on the ground and threw them towards the three pigeons, who were bewildered.

"Get down!" Pigeon didn’t see what Jiang Guangrong was throwing, thinking it was a grenade. They had no time to think about how Jiang Guangrong would bomb them. The grenade landed on the ground.

A robber lying on the ground sniffed, "Hmm, Pigeon, what did this guy throw? Do you smell anything?"

"Taste?" Pigeon glanced suspiciously at the talking robber, soon, a pungent odor hit Pigeon’s nose, "Cough, it’s pepper and chili. Damn..."

"Cough, cough..."

The three were overwhelmed by the pepper and chili, causing tears to stream down their faces. Pigeon gritted his teeth: "Whatever, brothers, let’s go, if we shoot here, the snowman and black cat in the cabin will attack him!"

"Okay!"

The three armed with handguns fired at the door where Jiang Guangrong was hiding.

The three were overwhelmed by the pepper and chili, unable to open their eyes. How could they possibly hit Jiang Guangrong? Inevitably, their bullets all hit the iron door.

Jiang Guangrong naturally wouldn’t miss such an opportunity. Jiang Guangrong fired four shots in succession at Pigeon. Besides Pigeon, two other robbers were killed, falling into the pool of blood.

Just when Jiang Guangrong was preparing to continue his assault, there was movement behind him. Jiang Guangrong knew the robbers behind had heard the gunshots and started attacking him. Jiang Guangrong had no time to think of any clever moves; he rolled on the floor into the restaurant. Just as Jiang Guangrong rolled into the restaurant, the robbers behind had fired, with bullets nearly brushing Jiang Guangrong’s clothes to the ground.

Jiang Guangrong was startled by these shots, breaking into a cold sweat. If he reacted a few seconds slower, he would have been killed.

Jiang Guangrong overturned two stainless steel tables in the restaurant, facing the front door, hiding behind the second table. Jiang Guangrong peeked slightly above the table’s edge, clutching the handgun tightly with his right hand, not daring to blink. He stared at the tightly closed iron restaurant door.

Pigeon and another robber were pinned against the wall outside the door, not daring to enter recklessly. Pigeon lightly tapped the iron door with his right hand, saying in a low voice: "Brother, we don’t want to kill you. We just want to place that thing in the control room. We only want you to promise us it won’t come out. I also guarantee you that taking this thing to the control room will never harm you and the passengers on the plane!"

Jiang Guangrong smirked coldly, nodding immediately: "Yes, I agree. I will never go out. Don’t worry!"

Pigeon’s mouth twitched violently for a moment. He felt an urge to dash in and shoot Jiang Guangrong. You agree so easily as if you’re fooling a three-year-old kid? Pigeon tried to suppress his anger, soften his voice as much as possible: "Brother, you’re too boring. I really want to negotiate with you. You have no sincerity at all!"

Jiang Guangrong coldly laughed: "Brother, don’t joke with me, we’re all adults, no one is a kid. You don’t trust me, I don’t trust you! If I killed so many of your companions, would you let me live? Why not listen to my suggestion? You jump now. We tell the detective we didn’t notice your appearance. We leave. How about that?"

Pigeon was extremely angry with Jiang Guangrong.

"Damn it!" Pigeon exploded in anger. "Can you happily negotiate with him? If you don’t want to negotiate, believe it or not, I will kill all the passengers on the plane, including your partner!"

Jiang Guangrong couldn’t help but fall silent. He couldn’t watch helplessly as the other passengers on the plane suffered this disaster. But if he really surrendered, he would definitely die, and the other passengers on the plane wouldn’t survive either.

Pigeon sensed Jiang Guangrong’s hesitation, a conspiratorial smile forming at the corner of his mouth: "Your partner is here now, do you really want to die?"

Upon hearing Pigeon’s words, Jiang Guangrong’s eyes lit up, immediately forming a plan in his mind. Jiang Guangrong called out softly: "How many companions do I have? Where’s Zhang? If you bring him here and I’m sure he’s safe, I will surrender to you!"

Pigeon nodded to another robber, signaling him to do as Jiang Guangrong said.

The man quickly nodded and quietly walked to the cabin door. The robbers pointed at Zhang Xianhai, quickly returning to his rightful position. The man was very worried Jiang Guangrong deliberately diverted his attention from his mobile phone. Among the passengers, one wearing ordinary clothes stood up immediately after the man left, pulled out a handgun from his bosom, aimed at Zhang Xianhai’s head: "You, get up, now!"

Zhang Xianhai shrugged helplessly, raised his hands over his head, and stood up.

The man walked behind Zhang Xianhai, pushing with his left hand on his back: "Let’s go!"

Zhang Xianhai, with his hands over his head, obediently arrived at the iron restaurant door.