My little mom is the richest man

At this time, the scenery outside the window is not good, and the visibility is extremely low, and because of the strong convective air flow above, the helicopter dare not rise rashly and can only fly in a relatively low area.

Although Mu Qiu had done airplanes a lot, it seemed that he had never seen such a situation in his life.

"How long do we need?"

"Probably just a few hours? This is not good. It depends on the weather for a while."

The driver's voice was trembling, and he said slowly.

Hearing the driver's voice becoming more and more abnormal, Mu Qiu's heart also lifted.

"Old, boss, I'm really sorry!"

The co-pilot in front suddenly roared, drew a pistol from his waist, and turned to point at Mu Qiu who was holding the wine glass!

"If you want to hide your gun next time, I beg you to be more natural."

Mu Qiu was still holding the wine glass, but looking at the co-pilot pointing the gun at her, she looked indifferent.

The co-pilot's face became strange because he found that his body was no longer under his control.

"You are the co-pilot of this plane, why don't you even know this kind of thing?"

Mu Qiu shook his head helplessly, the body of the co-pilot in front of him had gradually stiffened.

"You are mercenaries at best, and of course we will be prepared."

"Impossible, this, impossible!"

The first officer could no longer control his stiff body, and it was slowly sagging.

But with the seat belt controlled, the body will not fall down.

"I know that you have installed the automatic system, but I have removed it!"

At this time, the main pilot on one side was already sweating, but he was still controlling the plane.

"You won't know what we have. If you can disassemble it cleanly, we don't need to mix it up here."

Mu Qiu held up the wine glass and took a sip slowly, looking at the guy in front of him.

"You are like sitting on an electric chair now. If I want to, you can live better than die."

Mu Qiu shook her head and put her feet on the table.

"Let's talk, who told you to come, of course, you will certainly not speak without any means, but of course we will have a way to make you speak."

"I,, I can't help myself, I failed, and my family and I will not be able to live alone."

"Are you ordered to kill me?"

"Yes, they all have a back move, I am just the first line of attack,"

"Meaning, this coordinate, was you sent it out?"

Mu Qiu was already a little unbelievable, because their communication system should be the most complete system in the world, basically it is impossible to be invaded.

But the result now seems to be doomed.

So does it mean that, together with Jun Riyue, are also under the control of the opponent?!

Their Mu family is almost one of the largest consortiums in the entire world. If there is a more powerful organization than them, it is impossible to be outside their surveillance.

Then there is another possibility!

That is, Jun Riyue arranged for the release of all this news herself, and this is entirely within her control!

Will it be calculated?

"This person is really, aren't you afraid that I'm not here?"

Mu Qiu cursed inwardly, although it seemed that it was too early to make the decision that all these were the arrangements of Jun Riyue.

But after excluding all the other options, the last one, no matter how incredible, is definitely the truth.

"You said just now, you still have a back move, what do you mean?"

Only then did Mu Qiu notice that the guy's eyes had been completely widened, staring out the window.

This is really wrong. Mu Qiu didn't look out the window, but just grabbed one handrail.

Sure enough, the pilot in front exclaimed, and the whole plane was shaking severely.

"what?!"

"Master Mu, you are really awesome, is there anything like this in order to fuck you?"

The system's voice was still unhurried, making Mu Qiu a little crazy.

"Now your plane is followed by a heat-seeking missile. This kind of thing is rare, let alone in China."

Heat-seeking missile?!

Mu Qiu was shocked. He hadn't touched this kind of thing completely, he had just heard them say it.

"Stop talking nonsense, it's the same every time. If I don't spray you, you won't bring something out, right?!"

"There is no way for this kind of thing. There is no interception weapon on your plane. It depends on the pilot's skills."

There are indeed not enough heavy weapons on this plane, but there are indeed some medium weapons.

Mu Qiu turned around and looked for it. The wall of the engine room came down, revealing a whole wall of weapons.

The biggest is just a PF89-style 8-mm individual rocket launcher.

With this kind of rocket launcher, it is not a big problem to drop the aircraft, but it is impossible to intercept the missile.,, ..