The tall glass was filled with red wine and handed it to Zhang Ziwen, stretched out his hand to take the cup, took it, didn't move, the stewardess didn't let go, took it again, or didn't move, this is a pair of good-looking hands, the fingers are slender and slender, the cardamom is crystal clear, white and tender like fresh bamboo shoots, perfect women's hands, Zhang Ziwen looked at her master along the good-looking Qianqianyu hand, is she? The arrogant stewardess An Yun, she was smiling at herself, she was sneering, and there was always a look of hatred in those beautiful eyes, a strange beauty.

Too many coincidences have happened to Zhang Ziwen, and he has experienced a lot of misunderstandings, he is a little numb, at this time when he is in a bad mood, he no longer cares about meeting the so-called acquaintances again, although he thinks that this An Yun hates the wrong person, but at the moment he doesn't care what she is angry with him, she is not too angry with herself, she is not outrageous about herself, she has love for Tang Ying, she has love for Tang Shu, even He Li and Mu Qing He also has feelings, he has taken advantage of Wu Min, and he also has an ambiguous ambiguity with Song Lin, I also had the idea of sleeping with my glamorous boss Li Yan, isn't he a bastard? With a heart and a lustful bastard, Zhang Ziwen's mind set his position in an instant.

Zhang Ziwen looked at An Yun blankly, his eyes were a little bitter, his hand moved again, he needed the wine in her hand, he had a thought, snatched the tall glass with red wine, and then sent it to his throat in one gulp, and then had another glass, wine is a good thing to numb his nerves, at this moment, he strongly needs the stimulation of alcohol.

Zhang Ziwen's hand used force, suddenly, An Yun let go without warning, the wine glass was snatched by his very hard hand, most of the red wine spilled out, spilled onto his suit, the red liquid dyed the white shirt in his suit red, the muscles on Zhang Ziwen's face moved slightly, but unfortunately, soon, the remaining small half glass of wine had been swallowed into his throat.

"One more drink." Zhang Ziwen handed the empty wine glass to An Yun, who was a little stunned.

What's wrong with this bastard? An Yun muttered in her heart, she followed Zhang Ziwen's meaning, poured the cup in his hand full of wine, the action was a little rude, sprinkled his hand, and gradually he was all over, she almost didn't spill the wine in the wine bottle on him, she already had this meaning in her heart, and being rude to him was what she should do.

Zhang Ziwen didn't care how much wine was spilled, he only knew that the wine was full, and soon, a full glass of red wine was swallowed into his throat again, not a drop was left, the action was very fast, and the empty wine glass was handed to An Yun again, and he said expressionlessly: "I want another glass." "All he has in his eyes is wine.

"It's gone." An Yun placed the bottle in the cart, and she temporarily changed her mind about throwing the wine at him.

"Why? I still want to drink, isn't it something you should do to fulfill the wishes of your guests? Zhang Ziwen looked at her.

"You've been given an extra glass, it's on the plane, alcohol is not allowed." Of course An Yun will not satisfy him, she has not forgotten the rules on the plane, and at the same time she saw that this bastard must have encountered something unhappy, she deserved it, she was secretly happy in her heart, and his unhappiness was her greatest pleasure.

"One more drink, just one drink, okay?" Zhang Ziwen sighed, maybe he would feel better if he had another drink.

"No way, not a drop will give you this guy." An Yun ruthlessly refused his request, pushing the cart and wanting to leave, and come back to clean up this guy later, she thought to herself.

Listening to her arrogant tone, it seemed that this wine could not be drunk, Zhang Ziwen stood up stupidly.

"What do you want to do?" An Yun hurriedly blocked her delicate body in front of the small cart, does this guy want to grab wine and drink?

"Pee." Zhang Ziwen said angrily, returned the empty wine glass in his hand to her, didn't bother to look at her again, and walked towards the bathroom at the entrance of the cabin aisle.

"Vulgar bastard." An Yun looked at his lazy back and scolded hatefully, she didn't expect this guy to suddenly come out with such vulgar language in front of her.

The bathroom in the first class cabin is the cleanest place, no one queues up, no one fights for you, lock the door, Zhang Ziwen sat on the toilet, took out the cigarette in his pocket, lit one, soon, the bathroom was full of smoke, and it was good to smoke a cigarette when he was bored.

Halfway through the cigarette, there was a sound of a sharp knock on the door outside, damn, it couldn't be the smoke that made the alarm go off, right? Looking at the alarm above the top of the machine, Zhang Ziwen was reluctant to extinguish the remaining half of the cigarette in his hand, and it was a big deal to write a letter of guarantee, ignoring the sound of knocking on the door outside, and the sound of knocking on the door regained calm after a few more rapid sounds.

When the smoke burned to the end, Zhang Ziwen stood up, threw the cigarette butt into the toilet and flushed it out, and the door did not ring again after the door rang, and it is estimated that the crew safety officer was standing outside the door, right? Zhang Ziwen opened the door of the bathroom, the door was only sparsely opened, he waited for the people outside to rush in, no response, no one, very clean, Zhang Ziwen suddenly had an uncomfortable feeling, his heart jumped slightly, it felt familiar, and he felt that the silence at the door was very abnormal.

The door opened a little more, the muscles on Zhang Ziwen's body were already tense, his ears searched for movement outside, except for the slight noise of the plane, he didn't hear any sound, but he had already smelled the smell of danger, and even he could feel the presence of munitions, something abnormal must have happened on the plane.

He cautiously probed the probe, in an instant, he had retracted, at the same time, the bathroom was gently closed, the danger was quickly confirmed, at the moment of the probe, he had already seen the corpse that was shot in the ground, look at the color of the corpse, it should be a random security officer, Zhang Ziwen did not hear the gunshot, it seems that the troublemaker is well equipped, the gun is also equipped with a muffler, and the work of a small half cigarette can make the entire cabin so quiet, no chaos, no screaming, and encountering a person who pierces his hands, Zhang Ziwen has already sensed the strength of the enemy, and it is estimated that the number of people is at least 5 or more, otherwise it will be difficult to control the situation

Zhang Ziwen had a little headache, needless to say outside, he knew that he had encountered a hijacker, he could only sigh that his luck was really back home, trouble and bad luck seemed to be around him all the time, he gritted his teeth and cursed God's unfair treatment of him, damn, fuck your mother's eggs, Lao Tzu didn't care, Zhang Ziwen, who was not much better, decided to give up the adventure, and decided to hide in this pure land to be out of sight and out of mind.

Zhang Ziwen took out a cigarette again and lit it, he sat on the toilet very unhappily, now there should be no one to disturb his purity, a few puffs of cigarettes into his stomach, but his mood and blood can't calm down, his blood has been boiling, how can he calm down when he encounters such a good thing? He is analyzing the intentions of the hijackers, generally hijacking planes has some political purposes, they will not hijack planes for any money, robbing banks on the ground for money is better than in the sky, they can get weapons on planes and armed hijackers, this group of people is not small, what kind of organization should it be, terrorists are the most suspected, Zhang Ziwen quickly analyzed the identity of the hijackers outside.

Zhang Ziwen's thinking is constantly running, although he didn't want to care about it before, but he can't control his thoughts, he is used to the analysis and judgment of the surname, if he does it, how much is the probability of success? He has now thought of the possible surname of the hijacker by himself, the officer on the plane is not as good as the ground, there is no mistake, and if you are not careful, the plane will be destroyed and killed, the model of the New York flight to Zhonghai is a Boeing 777, carrying 301 passengers, 300 innocent lives, Zhang Ziwen is cautious in his heart, he can't ignore this point if he can't make a move, big trouble, big danger, he finally came to the conclusion that hiding in the bathroom is not his surname, and the ability on his body is not used to hide in the bathroom as a turtle with a shrunken head, Zhang Ziwen smiled helplessly, he had to find a way to solve this crisis.

Zhang Ziwen stood up, his bones made a few soft sounds, as if urging him to get rid of the hijackers outside, at this time he was calm and abnormal, his breathing was steady, his heart rate was stable, the muscles of the whole body were very coordinated, and he was in the best state of attack, he stared at the door of the bathroom, feeling the situation outside the door, going out would be another world, the terrorists had to solve them one by one, and they couldn't let the other party put a shot, he took the lead, the enemy was bright and I was secret, and the hijacking terrorists missed this biggest dangerous person, I missed the super "terrorist" who killed people and set fires in Tokyo a few days ago.

Zhang Ziwen's hand lightly rested on the doorknob, suddenly, his heart jumped, he felt that someone was outside the door, not alone, he retracted his hand, his eyes stared at the doorknob, his muscles were tense, he could explode at any time, the doorknob was rotating, the door was locked, it was opened with a key, it should be the crew member, except for the people in the bathroom, the only special key that could open the door of the bathroom outside was the special key of the air crew.

Zhang Ziwen's body moved, brisk and dexterous climbed to the top of the cabin, his hands and feet were kicked on the top in a large shape, looking up, it can be seen that the bathroom is too small, and the above is the only place he can hide, people who enter the bathroom generally look down at the toilet, as long as they don't make any sound, the surname of the person who looks up is zero, Zhang Ziwen is not afraid that the people below will find out, he is sure that he will strike a thunderous blow from top to bottom, no one can avoid the deadly sneak attack of this super killer, and it is absolutely too late to even scream.

Zhang Ziwen calmly looked at the movement on the door, holding his breath and waiting for the bathroom door to open, the door opened, and a delicate figure staggered in, it was pushed in by an external force, it was An Yun, Zhang Ziwen on the top of the machine saw her angry and stubborn face clearly, and then a strong figure followed in, masked in black, still holding a slight flush in his hand, the bathroom door was slammed shut by him backhand after the masked man came in, and he let out a silver laugh from his mouth, listening to this laughter, he understood what this guy wanted to do.

An Yun didn't exclaim, her lips were stubbornly closed, she was forced to a corner of the bathroom by the masked man who came in, she glared at him angrily, the masked man's eyes stared greedily at her towering breasts, the beauty in front of him was the lamb to the slaughter in his eyes, he stood in front of her very casually, he was sure to subdue the angry lioness.

"Hey...... Take it off yourself or do I come? The masked man let out a silver laugh, and his English was very impure.

An Yun clasped her hands to her chest, she could only use this method to resist the silver obscene gaze under the mask of the masked man, her body trembled slightly, I don't know whether it was anger or fear, but the look in her beautiful eyes was stubborn and unyielding, and her neat and beautiful silver teeth were about to bite her lower lip.

The masked man's slight charge pointed at An Yun's head, the muzzle of the black hole was raised, and his mouth threatened: "Take off, take off your clothes, move quickly." ”

An Yun glared at him angrily, and raised her head without fear: "Shoot, don't try to touch me, bastard." The last three words are in Chinese, Zhang Ziwen on the top smiled, this girl's temper is not ordinary stubborn, scolded happily, he slightly admired An Yun's courage not to be afraid of death, Zhang Ziwen did not immediately move, because the masked man's gun was still pointed at her head, he needed the masked man's hand to get out of the gun.

"Hey...... Miss is quite spicy...... I like ......" The masked man smiled very silverly, he was willing to shoot, this group of stewardesses was the most beautiful in front of them, wouldn't it be a pity to kill her without a taste.

The masked man withdrew the gun pointed at her head, pinned Wei Chong behind him, the little lioness in front of him seemed to be unable to threaten with the gun, he had to do it, stimulated, the masked man's beast blood was boiling, his silver obscene eyes scanned An Yun's coquettish drive recklessly, the silver obscene eyes seemed to have stripped her naked, he could already imagine the perfection under her flight attendant uniform [***], his eyes scanned the stockings under her skirt, the slender and round legs, the masked man's throat twitched, swallowed greedy saliva, he forced a step, There was a beastial snort in his throat, his breathing became heavy, his eyes were already red with **, the delicacy of the world was close in front of him, he stretched out his evil claws, the target was her neckline, and he needed to disarm her.

"Get out of the ......" An Yun scribbled her hands as she panicked and struggled to block the masked man's hand.

"Haha...... Don't move. The masked man easily grabbed An Yun's hands, and her resistance was like a child in his eyes, a lamb against a hungry wolf, winning or losing.

An Yun's anger didn't work at all, her body couldn't retreat, her hands were firmly clamped, she could only use her legs, she angrily kicked at the masked man's life, the part was selected accurately, she failed, in vain, her beautiful legs were easily clamped by the masked man, the masked man's mouth let out a silver laugh, and her body pressed towards An Yun's soft delicate body......

(To be continued)