Chapter 730 You Are a Scumbag

Chapter 730 You are a scumbag

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the cabin became tense. Three masked men who came out of nowhere also shouted loudly: "Don't move, we just took over the plane. As long as everyone sits quietly, ladies and gentlemen, you can continue your pleasant trip. It's just that you can continue your pleasant trip. ? Everyone’s destination may change slightly..."

Yangyang smiled and said to Zhou Meirui: "From now on, I am the captain and you are the foreman of the crew, haha. Please, beautiful Miss Ruirui, the communication equipment on the plane will belong to you to communicate with the passengers. , and the confrontation with the ground will be left to you..."

The plane was filled with screams, and it was impossible to hear clearly what the masked gangster was saying. Two of the three men pointed pistols at the passengers; the other grabbed the stewardess whose hands were tied and pointed a dagger about 20 centimeters long at her neck.

"Don't scream!" the man with the gun yelled.

"Help!" A middle-aged woman sitting nearby shouted in panic.

"Don't scream, do you hear me!" The man holding a dagger punched the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman fell to her seat, covering her bleeding sin and remained silent.

"Ah!..." Another passenger screamed, with the gun pointing in that direction. There was silence in the plane, but the entire cabin was filled with a frightened and dull atmosphere.

"We have no intention of harming the passengers. If you want to save your life, you must obey the orders." After a tall masked man finished speaking, many passengers sighed deeply, which made him somewhat relieved. Often, this is a sign of resignation.

On the other hand, although the stewardess' expression was tense, she may have received training in this area and gradually regained her composure.

The man handed the pistol to the other man, took off the pantyhose used as a mask, and revealed his true colors. This man has a long face, is in his thirties, has sharp eyes, has naturally curly hair, and has a dense beard under his chin.

The other two men also took off their masked pantyhose. One man was bald and the other was short. He had a mustache and looked like he was not very old, only in his twenties.

After looking around the plane for a week, the curly-haired man said: "This plane is bound for Hong Kong as scheduled, but I am going to invite everyone to follow me to experience the beautiful Canadian scenery. There are more than three of us, and there are several people already mixed in. Among you, there are also pistols. Anyone who moves casually will be killed." His voice was calm and low, not like he was trying to scare people.

The passengers all lowered their heads. No one knew whether the person next to them was the spy the person mentioned, so they didn't dare to move casually.

"And..." As the man spoke, he reached out and took an aluminum foil bag from the hand of a person behind the cabin and held it up high, as if to let the people behind him see it clearly. He tore a corner and found a small package inside. When he opened the package, a gray clay-like substance appeared inside: "I don't know if you recognize it or not, but I can tell you with certainty that this is plastic explosive. It's just such a small package." The box can completely make the entire plane disappear!”

Hearing what he said, there was commotion in the machine again, but thinking of what he just said, it immediately returned to silence. The curly-haired man put down the aluminum foil bag, pointed at the young stewardess who was tied up by them with his hands, and said: "Hey! Mustache, this woman is quite cute. I think you should be more considerate of her beauty and don't do anything. How rude!”

A person called a mustache is a young man with a mustache on his chin. After hearing what the curly-haired man said, he chuckled, tightened the rope that tied the stewardess, looked carefully at her face that was diluted by tears, and said with a smile: "Hey! Look at how high-spirited they usually are. , I really didn’t expect these little girls to cry?”

The mustache put his dark face close to the flight attendant's face and asked with a smile: "Girl, you are very brave. You almost ruined our big event. What do you think I should do with you?"

"..." The flight attendant's mouth was stuffed with a napkin, and she had no way to answer his question.

"I'm asking you, what do you want me to do with you?" Mustache tightened the rope that bound the stewardess.

"Um... um..." Putting a napkin in her mouth, the flight attendant certainly couldn't answer his question.

"Haha, you don't want to answer, right? Then, let me help you!" The curly-haired man put his right hand into the stewardess' collar. "Um..." It might be a refusal, but the napkin was stuffed in the stewardess's mouth and she couldn't speak at all.

The buttons of her uniform fell off and her shirt was torn, revealing her black bra.

The curly-haired man asked the flight attendant to stand in the middle of the passage, glanced at the passengers, and showed a proud smile: "Now, raise your heads, the journey can't be too lonely, let's perform a reality show..." Then, he grabbed the flight attendant's hand In the middle of the black bra, she pulled hard and the torn bra fell to the floor. The flight attendant was already shaking with fear. Several other colleagues with the same status as this flight attendant immediately screamed out in surprise, and those who didn't scream were also stunned with fear.

The young stewardess was completely naked from the waist up, and everyone from passengers to spectators were looking at her. "Let this woman stand on the seat so that the guests can see more clearly!"

"Yes! Boss!" The bald man answered immediately. As he spoke, he grabbed the stewardess and put her on the chair: "Please look carefully." Curly said immediately: "This is the end of going against us. Of course, this woman is not qualified to go against me. She just caused a little trouble to our actions. Even so, she should be punished..." As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the stewardess on the white and plump body: "Fuck her, raise your head and straighten your upper body."

"Ah...!" The stewardess's face was twisted in pain.

Zhou Wanyi's eyes seemed to be on fire. Her eyes shrank in anger, and she cursed in a low voice: "Scum, you only know how to bully women..."

Although her voice was not loud, it was still particularly harsh in the silent cabin. The man with a mustache was not tall and looked very young. After hearing Zhou Wanyi's voice, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards Zhou Wanyi: "It seems that a lady is speaking up for this stewardess. Who is it? Do you dare to stand up yourself? If you dare, maybe I can give you a break."

"Don't look for her anymore. I said you are scumbags..." Zhou Wanyi stood up as she spoke.

The man with a mustache looked at Zhou Wanyi who stood up and suddenly laughed. The woman was about 26 or 27 years old, with a pair of phoenix eyes, fair cheeks, and small lips painted with light purple lipstick. She looked indescribably charming. "Boss, this woman is prettier, prettier than this stewardess."

"Haha, isn't that perfect? ​​This stewardess may also be feeling lonely. Little mustache, invite that lady over to perform a duet with this stewardess..."

Zhou Wanyi's eyes were sharp, and the expression on her face was very inconsistent with her beauty: "Don't bother you, I'll go there myself." Zhou Wanyi said as she left her seat and slowly walked in front of the curly-haired man. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Wanyi, and Zhou Wanyi looked back at him without any fear, slowly standing in front of him, and suddenly raised her right hand - "Pah!" Zhou Wanyi slapped the curly-haired man in the face with a crisp sound.

The passengers held their breath, as if they dared not breathe, not knowing how the hijackers would react. The curly-haired man was furious, and he raised his right hand in anger...

The passengers had closed their eyes in fear.

"Pa..." Another very crisp sound came, and the braver passengers opened their eyelids a little... "Ah..." With a few screams, more people couldn't help but be curious and slowly opened their eyes to look over. The woman was still standing there. Her right hand had just been put down, but the curly-haired man's cheek had become red and swollen.

"Fuck you, just watch this woman hit me... Little mustache, give me the gun..." The curly-haired man hadn't raised his hand just now, and his eyes blurred, and he was slapped on the cheek again. This time he couldn't hold his temper, and turned to look at the little mustache standing next to him. This guy actually stood there like a poet, watching him being beaten and not moving.

So, the curly-haired man shouted at the little mustache. But what surprised him was that the little mustache, who usually moved when he heard the sound, remained motionless after he shouted this time.

"Little mustache, what the hell are you doing? I told you to give me the gun..." The curly-haired man took a half step to the right and stretched out his hand to pull the little mustache's arm, but the little mustache's body fell to his side with the force of his pull.

"Little mustache... Little mustache? Bald, bald..." Now, the curly-haired man also knew that something was wrong. He looked at the little mustache lying on the ground and shouted twice loudly. He found that the little mustache was as if he was dead and had no reaction at all. He immediately turned around and shouted at the bald man standing on his left.

However, the bald man, like the little mustache, ignored him at all.

There was already fear in the curly-haired man's eyes. He turned around quickly and reached out to grab the tin foil box in the hands of his accomplice behind him: "Who... who... stand up, otherwise I will blow up the plane immediately..."

At this time, even a fool would know that the little mustache and the bald man were plotted against, and they didn't even know whether they were alive or dead. The curly-haired man was calm and composed, and his reaction was wise. With the explosive box in hand, he had bargaining chips to negotiate with others...

As he shouted, the passengers who were terrified just now could no longer hold back their screams. As long as this guy pressed the button on the box hard, the plane would really take off...

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