"Brother, you just sent a message to Shishi-jie, right?"
After Du Fei put away his phone, Du Yunyun, who was beside him, leaned over and winked at him.
"Little girl, you're quite nosy."
Du Fei ruffled Du Yunyun's head.
Du Yunyun pushed his hand away and nervously tidied her hair.
Turning around, she pouted at Du Fei and said, "Don't ruffle my hair anymore. You'll mess up my hairstyle. Honestly!"
Just then, a flight attendant announced that the plane was about to take off and asked everyone to fasten their seatbelts.
Two flight attendants did a round of checks, then returned to their seats and fastened their seatbelts.
The plane slowly began to move, accelerating on the runway. Then, with a sudden lurch, the nose of the plane tilted upwards, and after a sensation of immense weightlessness, the aircraft lifted off the ground.
Du Fei inadvertently noticed the woman in the seat next to him looking a bit nervous. She was gripping the sides of her seat tightly, her face pale, and sweat beading on her forehead.
"Don't be nervous. Inhale slowly, exhale evenly, and then inhale again... Yes, just like that."
Seeing her growing anxiety, Du Fei quickly spoke up.
With Du Fei's help, the woman slowly adjusted her breathing and finally relaxed.
By this time, the plane was airborne and flying smoothly.
"Thank you. I'm flying for the first time, and I'm a bit nervous and scared."
The woman next to Du Fei, her emotions somewhat stabilized, wiped the sweat from her forehead with a tissue and then thanked Du Fei.
Du Yunyun peeked out from the side, "Actually, I'm flying for the first time too, and I'm a little scared."
The woman smiled at her. "You're his sister, right? I overheard your conversation earlier. I envy how close you two siblings are."
Then, the three of them started chatting.
"Ah!"
"Help!"
Just then, a piercing scream came from the back of the plane.
That area was likely the flight attendants' lounge.
As everyone turned to look, they saw two flight attendants being held hostage, with guns in the hands of their captors.
Could it be a hijacking?
The first reaction of the passengers was that they had encountered a hijacking incident, something only seen in movies. How unlucky could they be?
"Hush, be quiet. If you scream again, I'll have my men kill you all!"
Then, a man with blond hair, blue eyes, and large sunglasses walked out.
As soon as he spoke, the two flight attendants, though full of fear, immediately shut their mouths. After all, no one wanted to die.
"Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mike." The blond-haired man paused for a moment. "I'm actually a peace-loving person. So, as long as you cooperate and don't make me angry, I guarantee no one will be harmed. Okay?"
Afterward, Mike started walking towards the front of the plane, seemingly intending to go to the cockpit.
As he was halfway there, someone suddenly sprang up from the seat beside him and grabbed him by the neck.
Mike immediately struggled. The person holding him was a man who looked quite robust.
The two quickly began to scuffle.
The plane, which had just quieted down, became noisy again.
However, while Mike was fighting, his two companions, who were holding the flight attendants hostage, acted as if they didn't see anything. They remained in their positions, showing no intention of helping.
Seeing the burly man pinning Mike down, some passengers on the plane began to show smiles of joy.
After all, with someone stepping up at a time like this, the passengers' first thought was that they were saved.
However, before they could rejoice for long.
*Pfft!*
The burly man, who had just pinned Mike down, had a dagger deeply plunged into his back.
Immediately after, the man collapsed awkwardly.
"Damn it!"
Mike got up from the ground and kicked the man on the floor several times, forcing him to curl up like a shrimp.
Coupled with the stab wound in his back, his face was extremely pale.
It was no wonder Mike's two companions holding the flight attendants hostage had no intention of helping him. It turned out they had their own people among the passengers.
After the burly man was ambushed, the passengers on the plane fell silent once more.
"I already said, as long as you don't provoke me, I won't hurt anyone. But since this guy didn't listen, there's nothing I can do. Now, let me send him to meet God!"
Mike extended his hand. The person who had just ambushed the burly man pulled out another dagger from his person.
Taking the dagger, Mike's face turned sinister, and he slowly crouched down beside the burly man.
This time, no one dared to even gasp, for fear of attracting Mike's attention and becoming the target of his anger.
"Nosy fellow, die!"
Mike raised the knife and thrust it forward.
*Ding.*
*Clang.*
With a light sound, Mike felt his palm go numb, and the knife in his hand slipped and fell.
The person standing behind Mike didn't understand what was happening and looked at him with a puzzled expression.
He was somewhat confused. Didn't Mike intend to kill the person who attacked him? Why did he suddenly throw the knife?
"Who! Who's playing tricks!"
With a swish, Mike stood up and scanned the crowd.
Mike's companion slowly walked over. "What's wrong, Mike? What happened?"
"Someone just intervened and knocked the knife out of my hand. It must be a tough opponent!"
Mike didn't know who had made the move.
However, the fact that someone could knock the knife out of his hand without anyone noticing clearly indicated they were exceptionally skilled.
Upon hearing this, Mike's companion immediately became vigilant, and together they looked around cautiously.
After searching for a while, Mike and his companion still couldn't find who had made the move.
"You! Stand up!"
Mike's companion bent down and picked up the fallen knife.
He casually grabbed the nearest person and made to drag him up.
"Brother, brother, please, let me go. Please, I don't want to die. *Sob sob sob*, please let me go."
The man who was grabbed hadn't expected to become the target of Mike's companion. He immediately began to beg for mercy.
After all, Mike's companion was holding a knife, and they were both angry. If they lost their temper, he would end up a dead man under the blade. It was no wonder the man who was grabbed was so terrified.
"Get up immediately! Or I'll stab you to death right now!"
Mike's companion said ferociously, glaring at the man he was holding by the collar.
Seeing the man's furious expression, the man who was grabbed could only stand up slowly, his legs trembling.