Chapter Fifty-Four: Plunder, Rescue

  Two hours later, it was completely dark outside the window.

  The plane was flying over the North American continent, and it had already left Alaska. Xiaohuya walked quietly over to see if any of the guests' blankets had fallen off so he could help cover them up. Yang Junhu sat there with his eyes wide open, looking particularly conspicuous. Xiaohuya asked in a low voice, "Why aren't you sleeping?" Yang Junhu glanced at Ye Haodong, who was drooling from the corner of his mouth, and nodded: "Haodong won't let me."

  Xiao Hu Ya looked at him with a surprised expression and asked in a low voice, "He doesn't let you sleep, so you don't sleep? Even if he is your boss, you don't have to be so afraid of him."

  "Hu Zi said in a low and muffled voice: 'I've never thought of him as my boss, he's my elder brother, I must listen to him.'"

  The Arab guest in front of Yang Junhu flipped over, looked at them with a glance, and Xiao Huya didn't dare to speak again, quietly moving forward.

  Suddenly, one of the Arabs stood up abruptly, pulled out a small ceramic pistol that could hold two bullets from his pocket, grabbed Xiaohuya's arm and pointed the gun at her head, saying in English: "Don't move, take us to the cockpit."

  The hijacking incident that occurred at an altitude of 10,000 meters left people terrified. Those who were not sleeping soundly heard the Arabic-speaking man's words in English and woke up to look at what was happening in front of them with terror. There was only one exception, Ye Haodong. From junior high school to senior high school, this guy had never passed his English exams, and as he put it, he hadn't even mastered the language of China yet, let alone having the energy to bother with a foreign language like that.

  Yang Junhu didn't understand what the big bearded man was saying, but he was awake and saw everything that was happening in front of him clearly. The big bearded man glanced at Ye Haodong, who was still sleeping soundly, with a look that made Yang Junhu feel uneasy. The hand that held Xiao Hu's neck made Tiger feel inexplicably angry, and he took a step forward without caring, which made the two Arab hijackers tense up. His towering figure and piercing eyes were too oppressive, and the two hijackers simultaneously pointed their guns at Yang Junhu, uttering a string of Arabic bird language, warning him not to come closer.

  Yang Junhu's voice grew louder, and he became even angrier. He suddenly made a swift move to approach the Arab man who was holding a gun next to him. The Arab man tensed up and was about to pull the trigger when Yang Junhu quickly grabbed a blanket and pillow to wrap around the man's hand holding the gun. At the same time, his body swiftly jumped in front of Xiaohu Ya, who only felt a fist the size of a volleyball rapidly enlarging before her eyes, scaring her pale and causing her to close her eyes in terror, screaming nonstop.

  With a loud punch, Yang Junhu's fist changed direction mid-air and heavily struck the Arab man's face. The man didn't even make a sound as he fell to the ground. Yang Junhu succeeded with one hit and immediately took a step back, using his hand to grab the neck of another hijacker, who also fainted after a light squeeze. These few moves happened in an instant, taking no more than two seconds.

  The heroic Tiger Son was immediately surrounded by the crowd, who were all giving him thumbs up and cheering, regardless of their skin color or ethnicity. Yang Junhu signaled to everyone not to speak loudly while anxiously looking at Xiaohu Ya's neck, where a red mark had appeared. Ye Haodong had actually been awake for some time and saw his brother perform an act of heroism. Seeing Xiaohu Ya's emotional state, he thought there was an opportunity and decided to continue pretending to sleep.

  Next to appear was the flight attendant who should have been the only one with a gun on the plane. A tall, white, fat man, after handcuffing two Arabs, expressed his gratitude and respect to Yang Junhu. Xiao Hu Ya acted as an interpreter, conveying the flight attendant's words to Yang Junhu, who waved his hand impatiently, telling them not to make noise, as Hao Dong Ge was sleeping.

  This made Xiao Hu Ya even more curious about the two of them. How could such a strong and agile man be so afraid of that lazy young man? After such a big thing happened, the hero who turned the tide didn't care about other people's admiration and flattery, but instead worried that these people would wake up the young man. This was truly an unthinkable thing, more surprising than those two Arabs bringing ceramic guns on a plane.

  The moment Yang Junhu knocked down the hijacker and saved Xiaohuya, his heroic image had already been deeply imprinted in Xiaohuya's mind. After the police and vice captain subdued the two hijackers, she extended her hand to Yang Junhu with a smile: "Great hero, let's get acquainted, Cheng Yingshuai, from Harbin." Yang Junhu stretched out his warm large hand to envelop Cheng Yingshuai's small hand: "Yang Junhu, from Gangcheng, also known as Kakusha, and Russian too."

  Cheng Yingxue smiled: "Is the next step going to be Canadian Yang Junhu?" Yang Junhu nodded: "Hao Dong said it's me."

  In the first-class cabin, after more than half an hour of chaos, people gradually calmed down. Some were looking for medicine, while others needed a glass of water to calm their nerves. In short, there were many places where flight attendants were needed. Cheng Yingxue didn't say much to Yang Junhu, she just quietly wrote a string of numbers on his hand with the pen used to record passenger needs, and then hurried off to take care of other passengers.

  Ye Haodong suddenly "woke up" and grabbed Yang Junhu's hand, turning it over. It was a string of phone numbers, but they didn't look like Chinese phone numbers. By this time, it was already 2001, and people who could afford to sit in first class but didn't have mobile phones were extremely rare. Ye Haodong and Yang Junhu both didn't have mobile phones; Ye Haodong never carried one because he always had his assistant Poli by his side, while Yang Junhu didn't have one because nobody would ever contact him. When Cheng Yingshu returned, she quietly asked them for their phone numbers, but the result was that neither of them had a mobile phone. If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Junhu's words were obviously not lies, Cheng Yingshu wouldn't have believed it. Sitting in first class yet not even having a single mobile phone - this was just too hard to believe in modern times.

  The plane finally arrived in Vancouver, and the captain had already reported the sudden incident on the plane to the ground through radio.

  When the plane landed at Vancouver International Airport, a large number of Vancouver police had already gathered inside the airport. The commotion caused by the hijacking in the Western world, where human life is precious, was beyond Ye Haodong and Yang Junhu's imagination. Not only were there police waiting at the airport, but also countless reporters holding cameras and strobe lights. When Ye Haodong pulled Yang Junhu out of the cabin, the flash outside suddenly went off, and Ye Haodong thought he was being photographed, but this guy didn't get dizzy, and even posed in a Kennedy-style pose getting off the plane, only to soon discover that the media's target of pursuit was actually the silly-looking Tiger.

  After getting off the plane, there was a tedious entry procedure, including a medical examination by the immigration bureau, confirmation of the contract for investing in a certain guaranteed fund in Canada, and signing on it. This money will be returned interest-free after five years. As a "qualified Russian big boss", Yang Junhu's conditions in all aspects met the Canadian immigration policy, and his legalization was played a key role by Ayeshaev. Ye Haodong is different from him, Ye Haodong signed an investment business visa, he has not yet decided to give up Chinese nationality, so he has made up his mind to rely on this visa to mix in Canada, at worst, it's just bribing immigration officials, anyway, all crows are black, these high-nosed blue-eyed people just like green US dollars more.

  Hu Zi's heroic behavior earned him extremely high courtesy at the airport, with all procedures going smoothly. On the other hand, Ye Haodong encountered some trouble - a can of stinky tofu in his luggage was seized by someone who suspected he was carrying unknown bacteria into Canada. Ye Haodong demonstrated by eating a piece, but still couldn't convince them, until Zhang Tianpeng's arranged pickup person, Liu Jiasheng from Guangdong, arrived and settled the matter. Of course, it ultimately came down to money - the stinky tofu was labeled as a special medical item and allowed into Canada.

  Two days later, Liu Jiasheng took Zhang Tianpeng to a luxurious villa on Cornwall Street in Vancouver, which was bought in advance. Ye Haodong was reading a comprehensive Chinese introduction to Vancouver inside the villa, which introduced the city's climate, environment, population composition and other aspects in detail.

  Vancouver. The most important city in southwestern Canada. With a population of around 2 million, it is considered a densely populated area in this vast and sparsely populated country. This is a beautiful city. It is surrounded by mountains on three sides and faces the sea on one side. Although it is located at a high latitude near Heilongjiang Province, China, its southern region is influenced by the Pacific monsoon winds and warm currents, and the northeastern part has the Rocky Mountains as a barrier, resulting in a mild and humid climate all year round, making it an ideal place to live. It has been voted one of the most livable cities in the world multiple times and is a famous tourist destination in Canada.

  Vancouver has a population that is 48% white, with Asians making up about 30% of the city's population; there are around 400,000 ethnic Chinese in Vancouver, comprising 19% of the metropolitan area's population. Vancouver is first and foremost a fresh-air city, the exact opposite of Steel City's dull four seasons. People who like it here think that the excellent quality of life is praiseworthy, with popular activities including sailing, fishing, and hiking. The northern cities of West Vancouver and North Vancouver are built on mountains, where ski resorts have snow for several months, extending the winter skiing season into early spring. Vancouver's climate is mild and spring-like, with four seasons that are not very distinct, or perhaps only two: dry and rainy; greenery is always present, and gardening can be done year-round. In short, this place is a great place that even gods would miss, but it's a place that Ye Haodong dislikes the most. If he had a choice, Ye Haodong would rather stay in that blurry city he saw from space forever.