The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

A quarter of the chance is not small, but this decision involves a hundred lives, and no one dares to make this big bet.

Everyone was silent. One minute later, the psychologist said: "I have had bad luck since I was a kid, and I will lose every bet, so I can't make this decision."

When he said this, everyone was thinking about their luck in the past. In fact, the people who can board this plane are all elites from all walks of life. Naturally, their luck will not be too bad, but it may be that they have used almost all their luck, so they boarded this death flight.

If you can live well, no one wants to die.

Now they are at an altitude of tens of thousands of feet, there are bombs in the plane, and the escape door cannot be opened. Some of them may be accomplices of the captain. This is simply a **** escape mode.

Most of the people retreated, and the remaining few who did not speak, their faces were full of hesitation.

The middle-aged man looked back at the crowd, and finally turned his gaze to Cen Baihe: "The Cen family has always been good for generations and has always been blessed by the heavens. Even the bomb was discovered by Mr. Cen. Let you make this decision. "

Cen Baihe did not speak.

The middle-aged man looked at other people again: "Do you have any opinions?"

At this time, it is not to see who has more wealth and background, but to see who has better luck and who accumulates more virtue. Everyone knows the good deeds the Cen family has done over the years. In addition, Cen Baihe’s luck has always been exceptionally good. With the help of a master, the sickness disappeared.

In the face of great difficulties, many people will subconsciously avoid choices and responsibilities, so no one opposes the decision of the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Cen," the middle-aged man handed the scissors to Cen Baihe. Cen Baihe glanced at the tool in his hand. Are these scissors for sewing clothes?

"There are no suitable tools on the plane. This pair of scissors is very sharp. Let's make do with it," the middle-aged man wiped his forehead and grinned. People who can still laugh at this kind of juncture, the psychological quality is also as good as heaven.

Cen Baihe squeezed the scissors, watched the time on the time bomb go by minute by minute, and watched these threads a little bit of difficulty.

This kind of plot is often played in TV dramas, choosing one of several threads, but the colors of those threads are different. Anyway, you can choose according to your preferences. The few threads here are all sputum yellow, and there is nothing special. Place.

He took a deep breath, and the scissors reached one of the lines.

"Mr. Cen! Wait a minute," a fat man was pale and his eyes were full of panic. "There is still a little time left. Why don't you think about it slowly. Come on, take a deep breath."

Cen Baihe looked down at the things in front of him, remembering what Qian Qian had said.

Qian Qian said that he was born a very noble person, and the purple qi on his body can not only protect himself, but even others. He clenched the scissors in his hand, and when he was about to make up his mind, suddenly there seemed to be dragon roars in his ears.

Two times, he heard two dragons.

Cen Baihe let out a sigh of relief and pressed the scissors before everyone had time to react.

Click.

In a short period of less than a second, everyone on the plane finally realized what a second is like a year, and many people even closed their eyes uncontrollably.

But after one second, two seconds, or even five seconds, the explosion did not sound.

"This... is this a success?" someone asked aloud.

"Successful?"

"Successful!"

This group of big men who could barely maintain their demeanor at this time can't care about any image. Some laughed, some cried with joy, and some rushed to hug Cen Baihe. No one cares if Cen Bohe is cold and difficult to get along with. In their eyes, Cen Bohe is the savior with golden light!

Cen Baihe felt that someone was holding his waist, someone was holding his hand, and someone was calling his name. The whole cabin was filled with cries, laughter, and applause. These were the joy of the rest of his life.

Only the captain tied to a chair yelled that it’s impossible. His bomb actually has a trap. Cutting a thread will not stop the bomb from exploding. It will only accelerate the time of the time bomb. The princes of heaven can only wait for death, just thinking about this scene can make him happy.

But why did it prevent the explosion from succeeding?

This is impossible!

"Mr. Cen, did you cut two?!" The middle-aged man wanted to put the bomb away carefully. After the plane landed, he handed it over to the police waiting at the airport. What he didn't expect was that Cen Baihe did not cut one. One thread, but two.

"Oh, whether it's one or two, it's a good thing if the bomb doesn't explode!" An old lady glared at him, "What's the fuss." After this, she rubbed against Cen Baihe, like a crazy fan. Like a sister, he shook his hand a few times.

"Good luck, good luck, I won't wash my hands when I go home today!"

"Yes, right, right, let's all come together!" The people in ecstasy actually don't have much sense at all. At this moment, Cen Baihe, in their eyes, is no longer the fifth master of the Cen family, but a mobile good luck blessing. You can live for a hundred years with a touch of the device.

Cen Baihe had never experienced such a scene before. If he had been surrounded by people in the past, he would have sunk his face and turned and left. But at this moment, looking at these old or young faces, he didn't feel bored, on the contrary. A smile appeared on his face.

Feel it if you want, it won't lose a piece of meat anyway.

The news of the safety of the aircraft quickly spread to the headquarters, and the serious atmosphere of the headquarters immediately loosened. There were a few younger staff members who even clapped with joy.

"Thank God!"

"Keep in touch with the people on the plane at all times, uninterrupted."

"Arrange the police and bomb disposal experts at the airport to stand by. Before the passengers leave the plane safely, they must not be slack."

The Cen family received the news very early. They heard the news when the plane crashed, so the whole family sat at home waiting for follow-up news.

"Dad, do you want Xiaoyan to tell him?" Third Brother Cen felt bored and blocked, but thinking of the fifth brother's thoughts on Qi Yan, he felt that this matter should be let Qi Yan know, at least one more People pray for the fifth brother to return safely.

"No," Cen Qiusheng shook his head, "If these two children have no relationship, why bother to make people feel sad."

Sister Cen's lips trembled, and after all, she said nothing. Before the younger brother returned safely, he said that nothing else was of much use.

As time passed, the Cen family's complexion became more and more ugly, and their eyes fell on the phone on the coffee table. Now they are afraid of the ringing of the phone, but also looking forward to it.

"Dingling! Jingling!"

Cen Qiusheng's hand holding the crutches was shaking. He looked at the ringing phone and said hoarsely: "Boss, you're here to answer it."

Brother Cen trembled and picked up the telephone receiver: "Hello, this is Cen's house."

"What?!" Brother Cen raised the volume, "Really?!"

"Okay, thank you!" Brother Cen hung up the phone and looked at his family ecstatically, "Bohe is all right, the plane is safe!"

"Are you sure?!" Cen Qiusheng looked at his eldest son and asked, "Is it all right?"

"Yes, the plane has landed at the coastal airport, no one was killed, only the robber and one passenger were injured." Brother Cen folded his hands together, "God bless, God bless!"

A smile finally appeared on Cen Qiusheng's face, and even the wrinkles around the corners of his eyes and forehead were dyed with joy, "I will arrange a special plane to pick him up immediately, and I will solve the problem of the route!"

"Okay, Dad." Big Brother Cen stood up from the sofa suddenly and said with a big smile, "I'm going to prepare now."

It wasn't until the plane landed at the airport and all personnel were evacuated safely that the news of the hijacking of the flight taken by the China Overseas Visiting Group was leaked.

At the beginning, no one believed the news on the Internet, and even angry netizens scolded the rumored person for bad intentions and made jokes about life-threatening matters. Even if the netizens are just people who eat melons, they also understand how important the people of the China Overseas Visit Group are.

Netizens with good deeds even found the visit list of the delegation. This list includes famous experts and professors, successful businessmen and elites from all walks of life. If these people have an accident, it will be a big loss to China's economy and culture.

There are more and more rumors on the Internet. Netizens have begun to ask the truth under some official media Weibo. However, something strange is that online gossip is spread so much, but there is no official media to report the matter, and no one is there. Stand up and refute the rumors.

It wasn't until after 12 noon that a blogger who was certified as the official Weibo of the Imperial Public Security made an announcement. The general content of the announcement was the personal information of a man, and his hijacking, illegal possession of firearms, threats to harm others, He was arrested by the public security organs for damaging public property of the country, and the case is now under further trial.

As soon as this announcement came out, it was equivalent to the fact that the hijacking incident was real, but the majority of netizens were still relieved that the robbers could be caught, indicating that the plane has landed safely and the casualties should not be too great. Many people use Weibo to thank God, blessings and the like, which are obviously happy for the passengers on the flight.

Many people usually scold someone on the Internet or complain about social injustices, but when this happens, most netizens are kind-hearted. They don’t care who are on the plane and what their identity is, as long as they can be safe. good.

This is the kind instinct hidden in the human body.

When Cen Baihe returned to the imperial capital on a special plane, it was around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and there were several people on the flight with him.

Stepping on the solid land of the imperial capital, they suddenly came back to their senses, it turns out that they really escaped.

After bidding farewell to each other, Cen Baihe was baptized by the enthusiasm of his family when he returned home, but until night fell, he did not see Qi Yan.

Calling his cell phone, the one who answered the call was a strange man.

"Mr. Cen?" The person on the other end of the phone may know him, and said, "It's great that you can come back safely. Master Qi was injured in a coma and is being treated in the hospital."

Hospital?

Cen Baihe thought of those dragon chants inexplicably.

"Please tell me the address of the hospital, and I'll come over right away."

"Bohe, where are you going?" Sister Cen saw that her brother had just returned and was about to leave, so she hurriedly stopped him: "Supper has already been prepared, all of which are your favorite dishes."

"Second sister, my friend has entered the hospital, I want to see him."

"Are you talking about Xiao Yan?" Sister Cen stared at Cen Baihe, trying to see something on his face.

"Yes." Cen Baihe nodded, turned and left the door

"Bohe, you..."

"Don't call him," Cen Qiusheng stood on the turn of the corridor, looking at the wide open door, "Your brother's affairs are up to him."

"But Dad, do you know Baihe..."

"Er, you think too much."

"I see." Second sister Cen bit her lower lip, frowned and stopped talking.