The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

The airplane had been flying for five hours and was about to enter international waters when a sudden rampant shout shattered the silence in the cabin.

"Hijacking!"

Five passengers near the cabin door suddenly stood up, three of them holding MP5 submachine guns, while the other two wielded sharp triangular daggers.

"Ah!"

The passengers were immediately frightened, frantically unbuckling their seat belts, wanting to escape from their seats.

"Damn it, everyone shut up!" The MP5 submachine gun spat flames, and the nearest fat passenger was instantly turned into a sieve, blood gushing out, staining the seat red.

"Everyone remain calm, do not make any hasty moves!" Although the flight attendant was also very scared, she had been professionally trained and quickly spoke to the passengers.

The cabin immediately became quiet.

"Old Fourth, you go control the cockpit!" said a man as strong as a bull, holding a triangular dagger in his hand.

"Wh-what do you want?" The chief steward, with a machine gun pointed at his head, knelt on the ground trembling.

"Damn it, what are you asking for? Didn't you hear our boss say it's a hijacking?" The chief steward was kicked to the ground.

"Put all your valuables into this bag!" One of the hijackers tossed a bag in front of the passengers.

With brief observation, King Kong quickly concluded that these people weren't ordinary robbers, they looked more like professional mercenaries.

The hijackers totaled five, one immediately controlled the cockpit, while two with submachine guns each occupied the far left and right positions of the front cabin.

Those were the positions with the widest view, allowing them to see every movement inside the cabin.

And the triangular dagger held by the hijacker was not a common item; it was a Wolf Fang combat knife used by special forces, not sold domestically.

The thing that most assured King Kong of his thoughts was the strong scent of blood on the five men, a scent only possessed by those who climb out from piles of corpses.

Their apparent motive seemed to be robbery, but it might not be their true intention.

"The ones with knives are easier to handle, the trouble is the other two with guns. Acting rashly can easily cause passenger casualties, luckily Brother Da Dong is here." King Kong thought to himself.

If Wang Dadong wasn't here, even having three Dragon Group Warriors wouldn't be able to subdue the culprits without any casualties.

King Kong cast an inquiring look at Wang Dadong, only to see him sitting in his seat, unmoved.

"Brother Da Dong must be waiting for the right moment." As Wang Dadong made no move, King Kong dared not act rashly.

Only King Kong guessed wrong about why Wang Dadong didn't move; Wang Dadong wasn't waiting for an opportunity, he simply didn't intend to act.

Every day, various tragedies happen in the world, and he is no Superman, unable to save them all.

Of course, if it were earlier, Wang Dadong would definitely act. But after the event with Piao Xue, his mindset has changed.

He had constantly executed missions for the country, risking his life several times. Especially the time transporting Kalinsan's corpse out of town, which saved countless lives.

However, what good did it do saving all those people? In the end, he couldn't even protect his own woman. And the most discouraging thing was, the country knowingly issued a plan to eliminate Piao Xue, his woman!

This pained him, made him coldhearted.

If it weren't for Piao Xue back then, thousands of patients in Donghao Town would have forever turned to stone. The four great figures of the medical world would have perished, and he himself would have been buried under the sands due to Medusa's curse.

He can never forget the Dragon Group female warrior who cried her heart out thinking he had turned into a stone statue, nor the female hero who blinded herself not to see Medusa's face!

That farewell in the desert turned out to possibly be the final goodbye. If Piao Xue died, the scar in his heart would never heal.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, an elderly passenger had a bullet hole in his forehead, blood bursting out.

"Old bastard, still dare to hide!" The hijacker cursed harshly, stuffing a wad of cash the old passenger had hidden under the seat into the bag.

This was definitely a group of desperados; lives were worthless in their hands.

Faced with ferocious hijackers, passengers were already scared out of their wits, obediently handing over their valuables.

Seeing the thug kill someone, King Kong anxiously looked at Wang Dadong, finding Wang Dadong still unmoved.

"Please, don't kill me, I'll give you everything, here's my cash, bank card, the password is 275690, and here's my engagement diamond ring, it's all yours..." A young beautiful woman, about twenty-five or six years old, in a white princess dress with flesh-colored stockings, tremblingly emptied her bag's contents.

However, the thug's attention wasn't on the money but on the large exposed expanse of white at the woman's chest, drooling.

The woman, too scared, was trembling severely, causing her proud bosom to shake unpredictably.

"Boss, the stuff is mostly packed, I think this chick looks fine, should we let the brothers have some fun?"

The stout man with the military knife said indifferently while sharpening his nails with the sharp blade, "Don't delay the task."

The thug beside the woman, more scrawny, immediately displayed a wicked grin, "Beauty, we don't want your money, just serve us brothers well and you'll be free to go back and marry your man."

"Wh-what are you going to do..." The beautiful lady was startled by the thug's greedy gaze, her body almost pressed by the thug into the seat.

The thug held the military knife against the woman's white neck, "What? Of course, it's doing you. I advise you to behave, make the brothers happy, and they'll let you go back to get married, otherwise..."

The thug's eyes revealed a hint of murder.

The thug's words were certainly not threats, as they had already killed three passengers by now.

The woman was extremely frightened, her eyes scanning the nearby passengers, pleading, "Save me, please save me..."

However, no one dared come forward to rescue her, the passengers terrified by the fierce thugs were long since terrified beyond action.

The hijacker seemed to lose patience, grabbed the woman's hair, and dragged her toward the rear of the plane.

"Help me, save me!" The woman struggled, clutching a nearby passenger and refusing to let go.

But the intense pain on her head forced her to finally let go, being dragged completely into the cargo hold.

Soon, sounds of the woman's agony and the man's excited shouts echoed from the cargo hold.

King Kong watched, dumbfounded, at the seemingly oblivious Wang Dadong beside him. That female passenger had been sitting right next to Wang Dadong, and the last person she grabbed onto was Wang Dadong!