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The passengers, upon hearing this, seed to cling to a sliver of hope for survival. They quickly quieted down, bowed their heads obediently, and began silently praying, much like a flock of ostriches burying their heads in the sand.
The curly-haired man in sunglasses had the situation under control. He ordered the other two ard n to round up all the first-class passengers and herd them back into economy class for centralized supervision. When he noticed Yan Xiaobao's empty seat, he frowned, recalling that soone had been sitting there earlier.
"Samit, go to the tail cabin and bring everyone over."
"Yes!" The burly Samit, holding his handgun, strode toward the tail cabin.
The hijackers were speaking English, and Tiantian, as an international flight attendant, naturally understood every word. Her body stiffened imdiately, her face turning pale.
"Little Tiantian, don't be scared. I told you I'd protect you," Yan Xiaobao said in a casual tone, as if the terrifying hijacking incident was nothing to him. "But rember, once I save you, you'll have to marry , no take-backs."
Tiantian's head was instantly filled with black lines.
At a ti like this, this shaless guy was still obsessing over marrying her. Did he not take the hijacking seriously, or was his brain missing a few screws? Or was it...
Could he be in cahoots with the hijackers?
Just the thought of this made Tiantian even more terrified.
At that mont, Samit pulled back the curtain of the tail cabin, his gun in hand, and found Tiantian and Yan Xiaobao still hugging each other. His gaze imdiately froze.
A beautiful flight attendant was clutching a pair of damp n's trousers, while a young man, wearing only boxer shorts, was tightly hugging her from behind...
What the hell was going on?
Had these two just been engaging in so R-rated activities back here?
People see what they want to see. As Samit's mind wandered, imagining the beautiful flight attendant in scenarios of amorous entanglent, he montarily forgot that he was in the middle of a hijacking.
"Hey!" Yan Xiaobao called out, sounding highly displeased. He snapped Samit out of his fantasies, speaking to him in English. "Don't point that gun at my wife, or I'll get really mad!"
"Uh..." Samit, startled, shook himself out of his stupor. He imdiately shifted the gun to point directly at Yan Xiaobao. "Hands up!"
"Hey!" Yan Xiaobao looked even more annoyed. "You're actually pointing a gun at now? Are you tired of living?"
Tiantian was completely speechless. Now she was certain—this idiot was definitely not in league with the hijackers. With intelligence like his, there was no way he could handle sothing as complex as hijacking a plane...
"What?" Samit, enraged, shoved the barrel of the gun against Yan Xiaobao's forehead, cursing viciously. "You stupid bird! Do you have a death wish? I'll blow your head off with one shot!"
Yan Xiaobao furrowed his brows in dissatisfaction. "Pointing a gun at , calling a stupid bird, and even threatening ... You've crossed the line three tis now."
"F*ck!" Samit cursed angrily. He raised his hand, intending to teach Yan Xiaobao a lesson by striking him with the butt of his gun.
Suddenly, there was a blur in front of his eyes. Samit's pupils dilated as he collapsed stiffly to the floor, his expression frozen in disbelief. He had no idea how he had just died.
"Little Tiantian, my dear wife, I told you I'd protect you. Anyone who dares threaten you with a gun? I'll kill them with a single finger." Yan Xiaobao still maintained the sa posture, hugging Tiantian from behind.
anwhile, Tiantian was completely dazed.
What just happened?
The hijacker... is dead?
Killed by this idiot with a single finger?
But... she hadn't even noticed him move...
Just who the hell was this guy?
What on earth was happening today?
...
In the main cabin, the curly-haired man, hearing the commotion coming from the tail cabin, called out from a distance, "Samit, what's going on back there?"
Of course, the Samit lying dead on the floor couldn't respond.
The curly-haired man's expression darkened slightly. He signaled to the other ard man beside him, and the two of them raised their guns cautiously, advancing toward the tail cabin.
Yan Xiaobao leaned close to Tiantian's ear and whispered, "Little Tiantian, my dear wife, there are two more guys coming. Want to go deal with them too?"
"Huh?" Tiantian, startled, quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, go deal with them... Oh, wait, can you capture them alive?"
"No problem. Dead or alive, whatever makes my wife happy." Yan Xiaobao finally released his hold on Tiantian. "But if I capture them, you have to promise to marry . No take-backs, okay?"
"I... fine... just go capture the hijackers..." At a ti of such crisis, Tiantian could only agree to Yan Xiaobao's condition and focus on resolving the hijacking first.
"Great! On my first day out, I've already scored a wife, haha!" Yan Xiaobao grinned with delight, flipping aside the curtain as he walked into the main cabin.
"Freeze!" the curly-haired man shouted as soon as Yan Xiaobao appeared, imdiately aiming his gun at him. But in the next mont, he was stunned.
The youth, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen, had a flawlessly fair, innocent face that carried a hint of boyish immaturity. He looked utterly harmless, with not a trace of fear in his expression. And why the hell was he only wearing boxer shorts? That "angrily bulging" tent...
What the hell?
"Hands up! Don't move!" The other ard man exchanged a quick look with the curly-haired man and then shouted, "Where's Samit? What happened back there in the tail cabin?"
"Samit?" Yan Xiaobao finally realized who they were talking about and replied with a grin, "Oh, you an the guy with the gun earlier... He scared my Little Tiantian, my dear wife, so I killed him."
"What!" The two hijackers turned pale with shock, gripping their guns tightly as their eyes bore into Yan Xiaobao.
"But my Little Tiantian said she wants to capture you two. So, put down your guns and surrender, and I won't have to kill you." Yan Xiaobao smiled casually, as if the guns in their hands were re plastic toys.
In the main cabin, the previously cowering passengers, heads down and eyes shut tight in fear, couldn't help sneaking glances at Yan Xiaobao.
Who was this guy, anyway? Standing there with guns pointed at him, and yet he's telling the hijackers to surrender? Is sothing wrong with his head...?
"Hahaha!" The curly-haired man laughed out of sheer anger. "You little punk, are you here to joke around? I'll count to three—you'd better kneel with your hands on your head, or else..."
"Three!" Yan Xiaobao interrupted before the man could finish, smiling cheerfully as he spoke the number.
"You're asking for it!" The curly-haired man's expression darkened, and he decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The sound of gunfire filled the cabin.
The passengers hunched their necks in fright, crouching even lower and holding their heads, barely daring to breathe.
In the tail cabin, Tiantian, who had already been on edge, turned ghostly pale at the sound of the gunshot.
Although that oddball had teased her relentlessly about marrying him and acted sowhat deranged, Tiantian didn't actually dislike him.
When Yan Xiaobao said he was going to capture the hijackers, she had even pinned quite a bit of hope on him, since he had indeed swiftly dealt with one of the ard hijackers earlier.
But now, hearing the gunshot, she was imdiately filled with regret.
"Did... did he get shot? Did I cause his death? If I hadn't asked him to go after the hijackers, he wouldn't have been shot and killed. I..."
As this thought crossed her mind, tears of remorse welled up in her eyes, spilling out and soaking her uniform.
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