C207 (2/2)

”Yes.” The girl nodded gratefully. She was about to go crazy just now. This man pretended to be asleep all the way, changing his posture to take advantage of her.

After Ling Feng and the girl finished changing seats, that fatty finally opened his eyes and hatefully sized Ling Feng up from head to toe.

Seeing that Ling Feng's attire was very ordinary, the fat man snorted coldly and said: ”Hmph, smelling of sweat, you can tell that he's a migrant worker just by looking at him. Right now, everyone is stepping on the plane and making a mistake in the plane's environment.”

Ling Feng had been training since a long time ago, so he did have the smell of sweat on him. Furthermore, because he had rushed to the airport without taking a bath, coupled with Ling Feng's clothes being sold on the ground, he was mistaken by the fatty as a migrant worker.

Ling Feng snorted: ”So what if you're a migrant worker, the house you live in is not built by migrant workers, the vegetables you eat are not grown by your farmers' uncle, but some people with pig's hands, you should reject people like them getting on the plane.”

”Brat, look at my watch, have you seen it before? ”But Rolex, my bag belongs to Louis Vuitton. Just this alone is enough for you to earn your entire life's income. I have my own status, so I won't hold it against you.” The fat guy felt guilty, so he laughed and ignored Ling Feng. This time, he didn't sleep and took out a magazine to read.

Ling Feng glanced at it, what Rolex watch, what Louis Vuitton's bag were all fake. Ling Feng had seen too many of these kinds of people and he was too lazy to care about them, so he closed his eyes and thought about the next plan in his mind.

After an unknown period of time, Ling Feng suddenly felt a thick killing intent, and reflexively opened his eyes.

At this moment, three men suddenly stood up from their seats. All of them had weapons in their hands.

”Don't f * cking move, just take out the valuable things.” The thin man raised his gun and shouted coldly.

”Fuck, we actually met a plane hijacker.” Ling Feng couldn't help but slightly narrow his eyes.

The plane was flying from Southeast Asia, and logically, the security was very strict. There was no reason for them to bring their guns with them.

But after seeing a male flight attendant running out of the cabin in a hurry, Ling Feng finally understood.

It turned out that the other party had an agent, which was why he was able to bring the weapon onto the plane so easily.

”Boss' cockpit has been controlled by Ol 'Three. The plane has flown to Southeast Asia.” ”The male flight attendant whispered to the thin man who stood up first.”

The skinny man nodded proudly and said, ”Collect the money with them.”

The sudden turn of events caused the entire cabin to be filled with panic, and quite a few people began to scream out loud.

”Shut the fuck up.” The leader angrily shouted and aimed the muzzle of his gun at a middle-aged man who was in the middle of making a ruckus.

The middle-aged man's face was deathly pale and his entire body was trembling.

”I don't want to die. I don't want to die.” The middle-aged man actually leaned on the seat like a woman and started crying.

”Bam!” With the sound of a gunshot, the scrawny man in the lead actually shot the middle-aged man in the thigh.

With a blood-curdling screech, blood immediately flowed out from the middle-aged man's leg.

”Who's the f * cking scream again? I'll shoot him.” the thin man shouted, waving his gun.

This trick of killing a chicken to make an example of a monkey worked, and the cabin immediately became silent.

The big fatty beside Ling Feng had long trembled into a ball, his hands covering his head and trembling nonstop.

”All of you, listen to me carefully. If anyone dares to hide something and not hand it over, I'll immediately kill them.” The skinny man brandished his gun and said complacently.

Not long later, a masked man appeared on their seats with a bag in his hand.

”Put all the valuable things in there.” That man pointed his gun at Ling Feng and said.

”I'm a worker and I don't have much money. He has money but he's our big boss.” Ling Feng pointed to the big fatty beside him.

The fatty's mouth was crooked from anger as he glared at Ling Feng. Then, he threw the watch and the gold chain around his neck into the bag.

”He's the famous CEO of the China, he's over a hundred million. If we tie him up, he'll be even stronger than you guys who snatched the plane ten times.” Ling Feng said with a smile.

”Don't listen to his nonsense. I don't even know him. I'm also a worker.” The fatty said with a mournful expression.

”Tsk, those who work here wear Rolex watches, and what Louie's bag?” Ling Feng laughed.

”These are all fake.” The fat guy almost cried. If he knew earlier, he wouldn't have boasted to Ling Feng.

”Come out.” The kidnapper pointed his gun at the fat guy and said coldly.