"Arrogant! You are too fucking arrogant!"
"If I order to fire, you'll be dead!"
Padding Shayol was so angry that he started spewing out in Mandarin.
Wu Jie snorted coldly:
"I don't care! I want the money, not my life. If you have the guts, give the order now!"
"Shoot down my plane and see what happens!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Padding Shayol fell silent.
Shoot down?
Does he dare to give the order to fire?
This 747-8F large cargo plane, not only carrying Mr. and Mrs. Wu Jie and Tang Xiao, and over a hundred tons of gold, but also the War Statistics Institute, the Counter-Terrorism Special Operations Brigade, and many other military personnel.
If he orders to shoot it down, it would be no less than a declaration of war.
So...
Wu Jie's words seemed like a desperate move, betting that Padding Shayol didn't dare to give the order to fire, betting they wouldn't dare shoot down the plane for over a hundred tons of gold.
People die for wealth; birds die for food.
