The young man gestured with the gun in his hand and said angrily.

"..."

Everyone was speechless again. Damn it, you even brought a gun, but you still need a bottle of wine?

"Okay, enough nonsense, let's talk about something serious!" After the young man finished speaking, he frowned and looked at the fat man who was still screaming: "Hey, fat man, can you stop screaming? If you scream again,

If so, I will blow your head off."

"..."

The fat man was so scared that he closed his mouth and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"Now, everyone, take out all the money and belongings you have...and also your bank cards, and tell me your password."

The young man said loudly.

"Why does he need a bank card and password? Can he still transfer money on the plane?"

Han Yifei was a little confused.

"Who knows, now the criminal methods are becoming more and more sophisticated, and they may be able to transfer money on the spot."

Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Hurry up, everyone get in!"

At this moment, a cold shout came out, and a dozen men and women in suits or brand-name casual clothes came out.

Their faces were full of panic and they were trembling. When encountering a hijacking incident, these social elites were no better than ordinary people.

Behind them were two men, one of whom had a big beard and held a gun in his hand.

The other one turned out to be a one-eyed old man in his sixties.

"Boss."

The young man named "Lion" came to the one-eyed old man and shouted respectfully.

"Yes." The one-eyed old man nodded: "Are you all under control?"

"It's under control."

"Okay." The one-eyed old man nodded: "Let them all squat in the aisle."

"yes."

The young man nodded and pointed his gun at these first-class elites: "Everyone, there are no seats for you here, so I can only aggrieve you... Everyone squat down with their heads in their hands, don't play tricks, otherwise, you will be helpless."

The head can be held."

None of the elites dared to have any objections. They shivered and squatted in the aisle.

The one-eyed old man scanned the entire scene, his one eye shining brightly.

When the one-eyed old man glanced over, Xiao Chen and Han Yifei both lowered their heads and pretended to tremble.

The one-eyed old man found nothing unusual and withdrew his gaze.

"let's start."

"yes."

The young man nodded and pointed his gun at a middle-aged fat man squatting in front of him: "Let's start with you. Take out all the valuable things on you..."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The middle-aged fat man trembled and nodded, taking off his watch, rings and even the beads on his wrist, and stuffed them into his bag.

"Patek Philippe, fat man, it seems you are quite rich."

The young man took out his watch and looked at it, grinning.

"Oh, just average..."

The fat man forced a smile.

"Here, log in to your bank card and transfer money to my account..."

The young man took out a silver notebook, typed out a page, and said to the fat man.

"ah?"

The fat man's eyes widened, and he still wants to transfer money?

"Ah what? Do you want life or money?"

The young man's expression turned cold, and he pointed the gun in his hand at the fat man's head.

"I want my life, I'll transfer the money!"

The fat man trembled with fright and said quickly.

"very good."

The young man smiled with satisfaction and motioned to the fat man to transfer the money.

When he looked at the balance in Fatty's bank card, the young man was even more satisfied, it was eight figures!

The second one, a thin man in his forties, handed over his watch and other valuables.

When the young man asked him to transfer money, he refused. Although he was scared, he felt that these people would not kill anyone.

"It seems you chose to ask for money, haha, I respect your choice."

After the young man finished speaking, he immediately pulled the trigger.

boom.

A gunshot rang out, and the bullet penetrated the thin man's forehead.

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Let me tell you a story. [Near our house, there is a steamed bun seller. It is very delicious. Many people go to buy steamed buns. I also go there every day... However, recently, due to some things, this steamed bun seller has been unable to make steamed buns.

I couldn't keep up with the sales... As a result, I got angry and stood in front of his door and scolded him, "I spent money to buy steamed buns, why don't you make steamed buns for me right away? Are you so ink-stained? I'm here with you every day."

Spending fifty cents on steamed buns, do you have the nerve to sell them for less? I spent the money, I am God...]

Well, just tell me a story, please don’t substitute it.

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In addition, there is a pirated reader named 'Only' Maoxian. You really challenged my patience. I don't care about reading pirated copies. I just come to scold people and curse them. I even involve the book review administrator... You have scolded me so much.

I won’t say more, but I’ll just reply to you, [If I were your father, I should have shot you into the sewer...]

It is true that the updates have been slow recently, but I also paid the price, and my attendance was lost... If it was not necessary, would I deliberately update slowly? I hope everyone can understand more, and don't just use cyber violence for nothing? Have fun reading the book and picture,

If you want to be relaxed and happy, why make it so painful and bitter?

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Chapter completed!