My Perfect Female CEO

Ye Fan and his team came well-prepared for this trip, with ten briefcases in total, most of which contained US Dollars, and the rest were laptops, military supplies, and other items. Of course, they didn't bring any weapons that couldn't pass security checks.

The cash, nearly ten million, was prepared for emergencies, ensuring they were well-equipped.

Ye Fan opened a suitcase and assembled an electronic jammer, allowing them to block signals inside the plane so the terrorists couldn't contact their outside counterparts.

"Action." After assembling the electronic jammer, Ye Fan said calmly.

"Yes." Du Xueqi, who was poised to strike, dragged a man patrolling outside into the first-class cabin and knocked him out.

Then, Du Xueqi charged straight at the terrorist in the cockpit, while Ye Fan headed directly towards the three individuals in the cabin.

They had already investigated the positions of the five terrorists, so they knew exactly where they were.

The remaining four women, together with Mengyao, didn't need any extra help.

The three terrorists in the cabin were too scattered, making it impossible for Du Xueqi and the five women to subdue them all at once, so Ye Fan had to step in personally. The five women were almost blindly confident in Ye Fan's abilities, believing he could handle the terrorists they couldn't.

"Bang!" With a soft sound, Ye Fan chopped a terrorist's neck with his hand, and the person immediately went limp.

At the same time, his movement was swift as a rabbit as he pounced towards another person, while a coin in his hand shot towards the farthest terrorist.

"What are you doin…" The terrorist noticed something was amiss and cried out, but only managed to raise his gun before fainting, unable to complete his sentence. The coin, flying faster than a bullet, crossed the void and struck a vital point on the farthest terrorist, causing his terrified and bewildered eyes to close as he lost consciousness.

"What's with the silence?" A terrorist in the cockpit complained, only to see Du Xueqi rushing toward him, and before he could react, she slapped him unconscious.

All five terrorists were subdued in a very short time.

In the cabin, passengers looked at the fallen terrorists and Ye Fan, who appeared like a ghost in front of them, filled with fear and confusion.

"Alright, everyone, don't panic. I'm an international police officer, and the terrorists have been knocked out. Your safety is no longer threatened." Ye Fan loudly announced to everyone, using the term "International Police" to reassure the passengers, as it had a comforting effect.

The passengers looked at each other, seemingly pondering something. Once they confirmed Ye Fan's words were true and the terrorists were indeed down, they expressed the joy of surviving a disaster.

"International police, international police…" These words gave them great strength, providing a sense of belonging to their unsettled hearts. For most of the passengers, who were ordinary people, "police" was a symbol of safety.

"Damned police, ruining our plans. Everyone will die." Suddenly, a change occurred.

A passenger sprang from their seat, taking control of a nearby flight attendant as a hostage, revealing a remote control button with a sinister appearance, as they sneered, "You got these people killed. But don't feel guilty, you'll die with us. Since the mission failed, let's have a grand terrorist attack."

As they spoke, the passenger pressed the button, and the flight attendant's face, which had been terrified, immediately froze, tears slipping down her face.

"Ah!!!"

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"Help!!!"

Other passengers cried out, descending into hysteria with screams born of soul-deep terror.

They forgot to think and could only shout, as if screaming relieved their fear and panic.

"What's happening?" The passenger pretending to be a terrorist discovered the remote button was malfunctioning and was puzzled.

There was no time to ponder the reason, as a coin flew from Ye Fan's hand, piercing the passenger's brow, instantly killing the terrorist.

Of course, as a passenger on the plane, this hidden terrorist didn't have a pulse bomb on them, which was why Ye Fan dared to strike decisively.

Actually, Ye Fan hadn't relaxed his vigilance, his gaze still sweeping across the passengers to prevent lurking terrorists. His judgment proved correct when he discovered this disguised terrorist.

Even if he had been wrong, it wouldn't have mattered, but caution was necessary before the crisis was fully resolved.

"Are you alright?" Ye Fan approached the tearful, limp flight attendant, asking with concern.

The flight attendant stared blankly at Ye Fan, her eyes void of emotion, not even knowing how to respond. Her mind was completely blank, only Ye Fan's silhouette was imprinted invisibly in her heart.

Others on the plane similarly etched Ye Fan's image into their souls.

This international police officer who saved their lives was like a parent to them.

After disassembling the electronic jammer, Du Xueqi contacted people at the airport through the broadcast.

"Five terrorists have been knocked out, and there's a passenger posing as a terrorist who's dead. Send someone to handle this." After saying this, Du Xueqi clapped her hands and left the cockpit.

Zia, the lieutenant, was raging, losing contact with the plane, naturally increasing his urgency.

Upon hearing Du Xueqi's words, not only was he shocked, but everyone was.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"Who are you? Say it again." Zia urgently questioned.

Before anyone could recover, a military officer, dumbfounded, looked towards the plane's location, pointing it out incoherently, "What did I see? What did I see? Oh my God, I must be seeing things."

They saw five terrorists, along with a passenger's corpse, tossed out like garbage.

"Quick, quick, drag the terrorists aside. They're only out cold but move them before they wake," Zia said, visibly shaken.

The soldiers rushed to drag the terrorists to the airport's edge.

"I don't know who subdued the terrorists, but they're honored guests of the Ba Country Government. Let's go up and meet this unknown savior, whose origins, nationality, and name are all unknown." Zia led the group, surrounding the plane.