The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

The flight attendant, scared witless, turned pale and her body kept trembling, barely able to remain standing.

"Move, to the cockpit!" The young guy pushed the flight attendant forward.

His other hand was groping all over her body with a malevolent expression.

Tang Rao squinted his eyes, knowing if the cockpit was under control, things would be difficult to handle.

"What do you want to do? Don't kill me, I have money, I'll give you all my money!" Tang Rao suddenly shouted.

His voice was incredibly loud.

Not only did it cause the middle-aged man holding him to be shaken to his core, buzzing his head, but it also startled the young guy, stopping him in his tracks.

"Bastard, behave!" The middle-aged man pressed the gun hard against Tang Rao's head.

"I really have money, how much do you want? Is ten million enough? No? I'll give you fifty million, just don't kill me!" Tang Rao continued to shout.

The surrounding people were stunned.

Fifty million, damn, you have that much money?

Asshole, if you're so rich, why the hell are you flying in economy class? Are you sick?

Truth be told, Tang Rao did want to fly first class, but he was too late in buying a ticket, and the first-class seats were sold out.

But hearing Tang Rao mention fifty million put all three hijackers on edge.

Fifty million, that's no small amount.

With fifty million, one could definitely live a life of endless joy.

Especially the young guy, who revealed a glint of yearning in his eyes.

In this world, money is king.

"Shut up!" The middle-aged man clutched Tang Rao's neck tightly, "If you spew crap again, I'll blow your head off right now!"

"San'er, what are you dawdling for? To the cockpit!" the middle-aged man shouted at the young guy, scaring him.

The young guy didn't move, just squinting and staring at Tang Rao.

"Can you really cough up fifty million?" the young guy asked.

"Of course, if you let me go, I'll definitely pay. My surname is Tang, I'm called Tang Rao, and my father is Sui City's Human King," Tang Rao spoke hastily, with a face full of fear.

Human King!!

Many people exclaimed.

Who doesn't know the name of Human King? He's a super tycoon of Sui City.

Even in the whole nation, he's one of the top moguls.

"Hehe, the son of Human King? One billion!" the young guy said with a grin, demanding an astronomical ransom.

Unexpectedly, they had caught a big fish.

Damn it, Human King's assets are worth more than a hundred billion; you think you can get rid of me with just fifty million, what a joke.

"One billion... I might not be able to get one billion," Tang Rao said.

"If you don't have a billion, I'll blow your head off right now!" the young guy said to Tang Rao, pointing the gun directly at him.

Tang Rao's face went white.

"Don't, please don't kill me! I can't help it; I kissed my dad's secretary yesterday and even used his condom. He probably doesn't even want to see me now. If you ask for too much, he might disown me and leave me to fend for myself," Tang Rao babbled.

The crowd: "..."

So this is how you rich people play...

"I only have one billion," Tang Rao said, looking tearful.

"Are you f***ing kidding me?" the young man's face showed signs of angry frustration, "With one billion, I'd only get twenty million, and that's not enough to buy a decent house in Sui City!"

One billion, only getting twenty million out of it?

Tang Rao was slightly startled in his heart; there must be a fifth person.

Are there two people in first class? Or is the fifth person still lying in wait?

"San'er, I told you to take control of the cockpit, didn't you hear?" The middle-aged man holding Tang Rao had a rather sinister look.

Their aim this time was not to kidnap for ransom.

"Second Brother, since there's money to be made, why can't we take the opportunity to earn a big sum?" The young man was discontented.

"Fourth Brother, what do you think?" The young man looked towards the stubble-faced man.

"Heh heh, Second Brother, I think Third Brother is right. One billion is not bad, enough for us to eat, drink and be merry for quite a few years." The stubble-faced man grinned, his eyes also revealing greed.

"Have you all forgotten our purpose for this time? Say another word of nonsense, and don't blame me for turning hostile and not recognizing anyone," the middle-aged man said sternly.

These two idiots, blinded by money.

"What are you standing around for? Do what you're supposed to do!" The middle-aged man's eyes widened with a menacing aura.

"Second Brother..."

"Go to the cockpit!" The middle-aged man suddenly raised his gun and aimed it at the young man.

The young man's facial expression changed instantly.

"Qiu Feng, what the hell do you mean by this?" The young man's eyes darkened, and he angrily thought, this bastard is actually standing in the way of his fortune.

"Go to the cockpit!" The middle-aged man roared again.

The young man remained indifferent.

"Fine, then I'll just blow him away right now and see how you're going to get the money!" Qiu Feng shouted fiercely, retracting his arm, killing intent all around.

"Second Brother, if you kill him, then don't blame your brother for not showing any respect." The young man moved his gun and aimed it at Qiu Feng.

Tang Rao sneered inwardly; a bunch of fools, now even internal strife has broken out.

Indeed, money really can lure out the most primal things from the depths of a person's heart.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out in the cabin, and blood spurted from the forehead of the young man behind the flight attendant.

Then, he slowly fell to the ground, his pupils dilating.

Screams erupted again, particularly from women and children who were now all wailing.

It wasn't Qiu Feng or the stubble-faced man who had fired the gun; there was someone else.

Tang Rao scanned the people in the cabin with a slight frown.

Because it happened so suddenly, Tang Rao didn't see who fired the gun; this person was well hidden.

"Fourth Brother, it's your turn, take over the cockpit." Qiu Feng didn't hesitate; the death of the young man seemed to not concern him in the slightest.

"Under... understood, Second Brother." The stubble-faced man stepped forward; at this moment, he didn't dare mention the billion any longer.

Look at the grotesque state of Third Brother, his tongue sticking out, and smoke rising from the bullet hole in his forehead.

"As for you!" Qiu Feng grabbed Tang Rao by the neck, "So what if you have money? I really want to see if a wealthy person like you has a second life."

Clearly, Qiu Feng was preparing to kill Tang Rao.

"Whoosh!" Just as Tang Rao was about to make a move, a figure leaped out from the side, charging fiercely toward them.

Clearly, it was a sky marshal hidden among the passengers.

"Dammit!" Tang Rao cursed right out, what the hell was he jumping out for at this time? Was he courting death?

There was still a hidden bandit in the cabin.

"Bang!" Another gunshot sounded.

The sky marshal who had lunged forward was shot in the shoulder, blood misting into the air.

"Idiot, looking for death!" Qiu Feng suddenly turned around, his pistol aimed at the sky marshal, his finger pressing slightly, preparing to pull the trigger.

Tang Rao had no choice but to act—there was no way he could just watch the sky marshal get killed.

His arm quickly lifted, and his body surged with power, breaking free from Qiu Feng's grip, and then a heavy slap.

The whole process was as fast as lightning.

Smack!

Qiu Feng's head was struck by Tang Rao's hand, and he thumped to the ground, immediately knocked out cold.

And the gun in Qiu Feng's hand was now clenched in Tang Rao's.

"Bang!" Without a thought, Tang Rao abruptly fired the gun.

The stubble-faced man was shot in the forehead, his bright red blood splattering over a nearby flight attendant.

"Everyone, sit down!" As people in the cabin were about to cheer, Tang Rao suddenly raised the gun and aimed at everyone, his expression ferocious beyond compare.