The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Everyone's expression was somewhat stiff. What exactly is going on here?

Tang Rao, aren't you supposed to be on the same side as us? Why are you pointing a gun at us? We are all good people.

All the bad guys have been taken down by you!

We won!

At this moment, Tang Rao was actually a bit nervous. Damn it, there was still a hidden bandit.

That guy was incredibly well-hidden; even after firing two shots just now, he did not reveal his identity.

The moment one fires a gun, a murderous aura is emitted. Although Tang Rao could roughly determine the direction of the murderous aura, it was just a rough estimate and could not be confirmed.

"Are you alright?" Tang Rao asked the flight police officer who had been shot in the shoulder.

"I'm fine!" The flight police officer had already stood up and quickly tore off some clothing to make a crude dressing for the wound.

"What's your name?" Tang Rao asked.

"Yan Huxiao." The officer swallowed and his mouth was a bit dry.

Tang Rao glanced at Yan Huxiao, who was around thirty years old, very burly, dressed casually, and looked ordinary.

Yan Huxiao also sized up Tang Rao; in that instant just before, Tang Rao was so fast that he had almost not seen him clearly.

Breaking free from Qiu Feng, knocking Qiu Feng unconscious, seizing Qiu Feng's pistol, and then killing the scruffy man.

A series of actions, flowing smoothly, took less than two seconds.

So fierce.

Tang Rao gave Yan Huxiao a look, and Yan Huxiao's gaze shifted slightly, nodding slightly.

Of course, he understood what Tang Rao meant, as the person who had just shot him was neither Qiu Feng nor the scruffy man, but someone else. Among the passengers, there was still a bandit mixed in.

"I am the flight police officer; no one move." Yan Huxiao shouted at all the passengers.

It was essential to find the hidden bandit, or it could be very dangerous.

"Here, take this." Tang Rao handed the gun in his hand to Yan Huxiao.

"Anyone who makes a suspicious move, shoot to kill," Tang Rao stated indifferently.

Damn, this was a matter of life and death.

God knows what these people want to do; they managed to bring guns onto the plane, what if they also brought bombs?

If those were set off, it would really be over.

"Okay!" Yan Huxiao nodded, held the pistol level, and his gaze was sharp.

As for Tang Rao, he was already walking towards the middle part of the cabin.

Though the murderous intent of the hidden bandit who had shot was fleeting, Tang Rao knew it was on this side.

Starting from row six to row eight, it should not exceed this range.

Nine seats per row, twenty-seven people across three rows.

Although there were children, Tang Rao dared not be careless; even the children were on his list of suspects.

"Ma'am, are you traveling alone to Sui City?" Tang Rao suddenly leaned on the seat and asked the elderly woman next to him.

The woman, around sixty years old, looked quite well-dressed.

"I... I'm traveling to Tiandu with my daughter to have fun, now we are heading back to Sui City," the old woman said with some lingering fear in her eyes.

"Oh, I see, this is your daughter? Wow, she's really pretty," Tang Rao said with a smile.

Many people rolled their eyes. Tang Rao, are you blind?

This old woman's daughter can only be described with one idiom: A masterpiece of divine craftsmanship!

It would probably terrify a child merely by making eye contact...

"Ah??" The old woman also seemed a bit bewildered, to be honest, no one had ever praised her daughter's looks before.

This really was her maiden moment of glory.

...

"Little brother, are you traveling to Sui City alone?" After giving up chatting with the old woman, Tang Rao turned to a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy.

"I'm with my dad and mom," the little boy said crisply, not afraid of Tang Rao.

"Oh, well, wow, your mom is really beautiful," Tang Rao said again.

Crowd: "..."

What exactly does Tang Rao want to do? Is he just trying to tell every woman, "Hey, you look good"?

Absolutely monstrous.

It took about ten minutes for Tang Rao to question everyone in these three rows.

Twenty-seven people, four of whom went to Sui City alone.

Among them, two college students, a more than seventy-year-old man, and a middle-aged man in his forties.

The most suspicious one was the middle-aged man.

Wearing a duckbill cap, he looked very emaciated with dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time.

When Tang Rao talked to him, he also stuttered and was vague.

"You four, come out." Tang Rao pointed at the four and gestured for them to come to the aisle.

"Why do you..."

"Bang!" Tang Rao grabbed the middle-aged man who was speaking and yanked him out, throwing him harshly onto the floor.

"Don't fucking bullshit with me, everyone come out!" Tang Rao's ferocity frightened many people.

Is this guy really the son of Tang Renwang?

Isn't the son of Tang Renwang supposed to be useless and debauched?

Perhaps intimidated by Tang Rao's assertiveness, the other two college students and the seventy-year-old man also came out.

Yan Huxiao's gun was also pointed at these four people.

"You see, I'm actually a very peaceful person who believes in convincing others with reason," Tang Rao said with a smiling gaze at the four people in front of him.

Crowd: "..."

Tang Rao, do you have no shame? Talking about loving peace, you just shot and killed someone earlier.

Although you killed bad guys, it's still far from loving peace.

"Old sir, what did you go to Sui City for?" Tang Rao looked at the old man over seventy.

Comparatively speaking, this old man was less likely to be suspect.

"Official business." The old man glanced at Tang Rao and said indifferently, his expression eerily calm.

"At such an old age, you still work?" Tang Rao continued.

"I am just seventy-one," said the old man with pride.

"What exactly was the official business?" Tang Rao asked again.

"Government affairs, no comment," the old man muttered the eight words blandly.

"Old fellow, you're quite something!" Tang Rao snorted, "Then you stand aside for now."

Although the old man spoke assertively, his eyes did not flicker, so he could probably be ruled out.

"And what about you?" Tang Rao pointed to the middle-aged man he had just hit.

"Official business." The middle-aged man thought for a bit and echoed the old man's words.

Bang!

Tang Rao landed a hefty kick right on the chest of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was blasted away, groaning and struggling to get up.

"Bastard, do you think I, Tang Rao, am an idiot? 'Official business,' really! I hate you uncreative folks the most. I wouldn't have hit you if you'd just said personal matters," Tang Rao said, visibly annoyed.

The middle-aged man sat on the ground, head down, struggling to breathe, but he neither retorted nor cursed.

"Yo, young man's name is Zong Wei, right? Nice camera, huh?" Tang Rao didn't bother with the middle-aged man anymore and turned to look at one of the college students.

Twenty-three or twenty-four, wearing a Canon SLR around his neck.

"It's...okay, I like...like to take photos sometimes," Zong Wei stuttered, seemingly very afraid of Tang Rao.

"Is that so? Photography is quite a sophisticated hobby. I quite like it too. Can I take a photo as a souvenir?" Tang Rao reached out his hand, asking Zong Wei.

"Perhaps, I should take the photo for you," Zong Wei suggested.

"Let... me do it!" Tang Rao grabbed the SLR from Zong Wei, his eyes suddenly narrowing.

Something was off about this SLR.