A Crisis

By the time the attendant had run out,  Zhou Min had the captain under control. Using the seat belts, he tied the man to the seat and stuffed the man's tie into his mouth. His instinct were ringing and from the time he had understood what danger was Zhou Min had always trusted his instincts. Running to the door, he noticed a few people dressed in black running towards their plane. While their security helicopter hovered in the air. It would not be possible for their security to reach them before those people. Pulling the lever, he tried to pull up the air stairs but just as the stairs started to come up, a shot rung in the field and a bullet bounced off, just a few inches away from his shoulder.