"Nong! I didn't dare to move even if I held it..." Although the uncle had a career as a criminal police officer for decades, he had never had such a thrilling experience, let alone holding a "detonator" that concerns the lives of hundreds of people.

I had been sitting there with a serious look on my face, and I didn't dare to show any of them.

Not to mention others, those who were not injured were nervous and nervous in their seats, not daring to move, and even holding their urine to go to the bathroom.

Not to mention the pain and blood loss, as well as the destruction and frightening of the mind and body that had just been suffered, these people were completely lost in their energy and curled up on the side and pretended to be dead.

I don’t know what’s going on in the economy class, but in the first class, there is always a feeling of despair that can be destroyed and killed at any time.

The three girls of Shen Fang also looked at Gao Lang with gentle and dependence, and the stockings stewardess put on Gao Lang with golden glasses from time to time.

"Hey, don't do this, don't do this. It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid..." Gao Lang smiled at the women, but in the face of everyone's horror, he picked up the "detonator" in the uncle's hand.

Black is like a TV remote control, but there are not so many buttons on it, it looks like a controller of the Little Bawang game console. On the left is "up, down, left and right", and on the right are two buttons, one red and one blue.

Is this a bomb detonator?!

"Small, be careful..." Everyone muttered and reminded.

Gao Lang frowned, frowned, flirted, looked at the hunting rifle man who was put in the corner, and couldn't help but walk over.

"Bao!" He lit a few times on the latter's chest and forehead, and the hunting rifle man woke up with a faint sound of "Oh, damn..."

At first glance, the boy with gold-glasses standing in front of him, the man hunting gun couldn't help but feel frightened, "Oh...Oh...Puff!"

I don’t know if it was because Gao Lang had broken his sternum and ribs by the golden silk glasses, or because he was frightened by the latter, the man hunting gun couldn’t help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"What are you nervous about..." Gao Lang said coldly in the golden silk glasses.

"What are you going to do..."

"How many friends do you have in total? Are there still people in economy class or something?!"

"No, no more!...just four of us..."

"How did you come up?! How did you bring swords and guns?!"

"We... hid in the storage compartment... with our luggage..."

Gao Lang shook his head with Golden Wire Glasses, these big fools in security check! Just touched me, right?

"This..." Gao Lang shook the "detonator" in his hand, "Where is the bomb?"

The man hunting rifle was stunned and shook his head weakly, "No...no..."

"It's nothing?! You don't say it, right?! Don't waste time with me! I don't have time to spend it with you!" Gao Lang, the Golden Glasses, said as he stretched out his finger and pressed towards the hunting rifle man's chest.

"No, no, no!...no, no...no, no bomb!...no!"

"Ah?!" Gao Lang was stunned by the golden silk glasses, "No bomb?! You say it again?"

Gao Lang's fingers of the golden glasses were pressed on the hunting rifle man's chest. He was stomped on his softly, probably because he had a fracture. The broken ribs and sternum may have pierced into the latter's lungs.

"No bomb...fake...it's a toy car remote control...no bomb...I'm talking nonsense..." The man from the hunting gun said tremblingly.

"You didn't lie to me?" Gao Lang asked again with Golden Wire Glasses, adding some strength to his fingers.

"Ah!!! No, I really didn't lie to you!" The man from the hunting gun fainted again in pain.

"Damn it!!" Gao Lang, the Golden Wireless Glasses, shook his head, but stood up, looked at the crowd with a panic, and shook the remote control in his hand.

"Fake it, no bomb! Bang!!" After saying that, Gao Lang, the Golden Wire Glasses, directly crushed the remote control to pieces.

"Oh my ah~!!" Many people were so scared that they shivered.

Yang Xixi and Li Jiaxin immediately threw themselves into Gao Lang's arms with golden glasses again, looking like they had survived the disaster.

"Okay, it's okay, sit down, it's a bit messy here..." Gao Lang pressed the two girls on the seat, and had not had time to do anything else.

The plane's fuselage suddenly shook at a distance, and Gao Lang, the golden silk glasses, couldn't stand firm for a moment, and threw the stockings stewardess beside him onto an empty seat.

He pressed his arms firmly with the latter, and his golden silk glasses were tall and his face arched into the chest of the stockings stewardess.

"Oh~! Don't... don't... go here... to rest..." The stockings stewardess may have misunderstood something, but she also hugged the tall wolf waist of the golden silk glasses with red face.

"No, no..." Gao Lang had no time to explain.

The cockpit door opened again, and a young man in the pilot uniform ran in.

"Captain! Captain! Plane...Oh Captain, what's wrong with you?! Wake up, Captain! How is the plane driving?!"

"Ah???" Everyone in the first class cabin looked at the pilot in a daze.

What does your sentence "how to drive the plane" mean?!

"Crash!!" The plane vibrated violently again, shaking left and right, just like the storm. Not to mention standing firmly, even sitting firmly is a problem.

"Everyone tied the seat belts!" The stockings stewardess shouted under Gao Lang's body of golden silk glasses, "Tie the seat belts!! Press the oxygen hood on his mouth!"

After saying that, he slapped hard somewhere.

"Swish swish swish swish!"..." A ventilator oxygen hood fell above each seat, and everyone hurriedly grabbed it and blocked it.

But it cannot cover up the panic on his face.

"Hey!! Why is it going?! Why don't you go to fly the plane and torture the captain?!" Gao Lang yelled at the pilot's young man with gold-rimmed glasses.

"No, no...I, I, I...I am still in the internship period!" The pilot said with a bitter face, but he still did not stop calling the captain.

"Captain, please wake up..."

"Then set the autonomous driving mode! Can you fucking do it?" Gao Lang shouted in the silk glasses.

"No, no! The air here is too thin, and it cannot be driven automatically... and there is also an airflow!...I...I...I don't know what to do!" The pilot looked panicked.

"Buzz buzz!!" There was a burst of crying in the first class cabin.

"It's over!! I'm dead now!..."

"Damn it, it's a robber and what's the matter? I deserve to encounter an air crash!"

"Even the fuck pilot can't fly the plane! We're so alive!"

"Why did I run out?! What a shit to go to hiding..."

"Oh my money! My property! My son is still young! My wife is still young! She must be fucking raising a young man..."
Chapter completed!