The older stewardess poured two glasses of orange juice herself, then handed it to the middle-aged man and smiled apologetically at him. The middle-aged man took a provocative look at the orange juice, and the stewardess Li Li, who was biting her lips tightly, looked arrogant and domineering like the previous politeness.

Seeing that Li Li was still unconvinced, the middle-aged man didn't care. Turning around with two glasses of orange juice, the moment he turned around, his face became cautious, his white and smooth palms trembled slightly, as if the water cup in his hand weighed more than a thousand catties, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead in an instant.

He walked towards Yang Yifan's position step by step, walking very slowly. However, before he could take a few steps, the plane jolted slightly, as if it had encountered some kind of turbulence. The middle-aged man seemed to be unsteady on his feet, and the whole person fell to the left, and the two glasses of orange juice in his hands also flew out of his hands and poured on the mustachioed passenger in the first row of aisles.

The mustache was suddenly drenched with two cups of orange juice, one on his head and one on his lower abdomen. Subconsciously stretched out his right hand to touch something to his waist, but for some reason he stopped this action abruptly, and his right hand reached into the pocket of his pants again, took out a small pack of tissues, and complained to the middle-aged man at the same time.

"How do you walk? The flight attendant told you not to carry it yourself, you don't want to serve it yourself, it's not the same on the plane and on the ground, you people who are not trained cannot maintain balance. I kindly advise you that you still don't listen, and now it's all on me. ”

The middle-aged man was also stunned by this sudden situation, and hurriedly got up from the mustache, and said to the mustache with an apologetic face. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. The plane was jolted a little just now, and I didn't stand still and I fell. I'm really sorry for the stain on your body, I'll compensate you, now I'll help you wipe it clean first. ”

After saying that, he took out a pack of tissues from his pocket in a panic, took one in each hand, wiped one hand on the forehead of the mustache, and wiped the other hand on his lower abdomen.

How could the mustache let the middle-aged man help him wipe the orange juice, and hurriedly reached out to block it. But the middle-aged man's hands only moved slightly, and he avoided his block, and the middle-aged man's hands rubbed on him indiscriminately.

"Stop, stop, stop me, I'll do it myself, don't wipe it for me!" shouted the mustache as he reached out to grab the middle-aged man's hands that were wiping his body.

"Oh" Who knew that as soon as his words fell, the middle-aged man stopped, his hands were withdrawn behind his back, and the expression on his face returned to coldness again. "If you don't pursue me, I'll go back to my seat. ”

The mustache was stunned by the middle-aged man, how could this person be like a face change in Sichuan opera. One moment flustered, one moment apologetic, and the next moment it became cold again, I really don't know which is his true face. "No... It's okay. The mustache was stunned for a moment before he spoke slowly.

"Oh" The middle-aged man replied coldly, turned around and walked towards the fourth child, his steps were calm and steady, and there was still a trace of the previous frivolity.

The mustache felt that this middle-aged man was a little strange, but for a while he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

The middle-aged man came to the fourth, bowed his head and whispered a few words to him, and then handed something to the fourth. Then he turned his head to look at Yang Yifan, with a grim smile on his face, and walked in his direction.

The middle-aged man sat down beside Yang Yifan lightly and grinned at him with a strange smile. "Kid, you cooperated very well before. To thank you I have decided ... ”

Yang Yifan was a little strange when he heard this, how could he cooperate with him? Just as he was about to wait for the middle-aged man to finish speaking, an exclamation suddenly came from the back row.

"Why is my equipment missing?" Then I saw the mustache that had been drenched with orange juice suddenly stood up, and pointed at the middle-aged man beside Yang Yifan in panic. "It's you! You stole my gun while you were cleaning my clothes!?"

Gun?!

The passengers in the cabin exploded the moment they heard the word, and they turned their heads to look in the direction of the mustache and flinched back in fear.

"Bang!" And just as the mustache finished speaking, a pistol shot rang out, and the mustache looked at the bloody hole in his abdomen in disbelief, as a qualified air inspector, he could tell from his wounds that it was his lost pistol that hit him.

But wasn't the gun in the hands of the middle-aged man, how could it get to the scarface's hand? Moreover, his gun was hidden in the inner compartment of his clothes, and it was still entangled in a lot of insurance, even if he took it out by himself, it would take a minute, how could that middle-aged man steal his pistol in an instant?

However, he could never figure it out, and the mustache covered his wound with his left hand, powerlessly trying to stop the blood gushing out. Holding the chair with his right hand, he tried to stand up, but in vain. With a deep sense of bewilderment, he could only lie quietly in his chair and wait for his life to pass.

"Ahh

"Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, and the man who was running at the front was shot in the thigh, and red blood splattered out, staining the white cabin with a terrible color. The man turned his head and looked at the fourth child in the distance in horror, his body trembling violently because of pain and fear, but he didn't dare to move anymore.

"Whoever dares to run around again, I'll kill him!" the fourth shouted loudly as he pulled the woman sitting next to him in front of him, and he hid behind the woman.

The noisy sound suddenly stopped, and the people on the plane didn't dare to run anymore, for fear that they would fall next time. They all squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, their bodies trembling with fear, like frightened quails.

"Little friend, because you cooperated with me, I decided to kill you last. Hahaha... Are you very grateful to me? Will you scold me for being stupid in the future? Oh, by the way, you will die today, how can you still scold people!" Just when everyone was squatting down, the middle-aged man stood up, stood condescendingly in front of Yang Yifan and looked down at him, and said what he hadn't finished before.

"Hehe!" Yang Yifan understood what was going on in his heart, but he still disdained the middle-aged man's provocation. Because even if the fourth child has a pistol in his hand, he can't pose any threat to Yang Yifan, and he can kill him and the middle-aged man casually.

As for how the two of them got the pistol, it is actually very simple to put it bluntly. Everyone knows that the planes are equipped with plainclothes air guards, but most of them don't know who this person is. The middle-aged man was the last passenger to enter the cabin, and as soon as he came in, he had a conflict with Yang Yifan, and even wanted to beat him.

And in this case, the air governor has the responsibility and obligation to come out and stop it. But because the flight attendant Li Li stopped him, the flight governor didn't stand up in the end, but he actually got up and walked over here. And all this was pretended to be sleeping, but in fact, the fourth child who was paying close attention saw it, and after the exchange between the two in the toilet, he targeted the air governor on the mustache.

Then the middle-aged man pretended to fall down accidentally, spilled the drink on the mustache's body, and then took advantage of the time to help him wipe the stains, the middle-aged man stole the pistol on his body, and then when the mustache found that the pistol was lost and panicked, the fourth shot him.

Not to mention why a middle-aged man was able to steal a pistol from a well-trained air governor. Why did the two of them do this, rob, rob, blackmail, or control the plane to make some indescribable impact?

But it doesn't make sense for them to do this, they can't run away if they grab the money, and when they get off the plane, they are surrounded and killed by the police inspector with loaded guns. And they couldn't control the plane, because the door between the passenger compartment and the cockpit couldn't be opened with the tools in their hands alone.

So, what exactly do they want to do?