Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God

Chapter 1327 - 1326

Outside, it had already descended into chaos."Get down! Did you hear me? Anyone who doesn’t comply, I’ll shoot!" someone shouted.

Panic-stricken people crouched down with their heads in their hands, watching as two men swaggered down the aisle with guns in their hands.

"I declare, this plane is now under our control. If you don’t want to die, obey orders!"

A lanky man in his thirties yelled arrogantly, turning to a fat man beside him, "Hey, go get those people from first class!"

The fat man nodded, holding his gun as he headed towards the first class cabin.

The passengers in first class were still clueless as to what was happening, each looking bewildered and confused.

The fat man drew open the curtain and stepped in with a gun, startling everyone in first class.

The fat man sneered, "This plane is now under our control. All of you, move over there!"

"What’s going on? Is this some kind of prank?" a balding man asked.

The fat man pointed his gun at the man: "If you don’t believe me, I can blow your head off with one shot. Want to prove it?"

The balding man was startled, cold sweat pouring down; he certainly didn’t dare use his life to prove it. He quickly raised his hands: "Young man, don’t be impulsive, I’ll head over there."

The balding man stood up.

The fat man urged, "Everyone else, hurry up, don’t test my patience!"

So, all the passengers in first class were herded into the economy cabin. They had paid a premium for first-class tickets to avoid mixing with the shabby folks in economy. But now they had to obey, because bullets don’t discriminate between the wealthy and the humble.

As the fat man was driving the first-class passengers out, he suddenly seemed to feel a gaze and glanced towards the lounge.

Just before he looked over, Lin Fan, who was peeking out to observe the situation, quietly pulled the door open. Behind Lin Fan, Chen Long had already tightly covered a man’s mouth with his hand, preventing him from making any sound.

Lin Fan judged that from the fat man’s angle, he could only see the lounge door open, not that there was anyone inside.

Seeing the lounge door open, the fat man let go of his suspicion and did not check further, leaving first class to return to economy.

The passengers from first class also crouched down with their heads in their hands.

The lanky man glanced at the fat man: "Is everyone here?"

The fat man replied, "Yes, everyone."

The lanky man surveyed the crowd and said, "I need a stewardess, stand up!"

The stewardesses, who had been preparing dinner for the passengers, were now pale with fright, squatting with their hands over their heads, not daring to move like everyone else.

Now the hijackers wanted a stewardess, but who knew what for, leaving the stewardesses terrified, faces pale, none daring to stand up voluntarily.

The lanky man impatiently said, "Don’t test my patience, I have limited patience."

Saying this, he grabbed a boy, who was the trouble-making kid at Mortal Airport with Lin Fan.

Held by the hijacker, the kid screamed and wet his pants on the spot. His mother, who had just argued with a young girl like a tigress, was now pale and trembling.

"My son, please, spare my son!" the woman screamed.

"Shut up! Shut the hell up!"

The lanky man shouted angrily, pointing his gun at the woman, "Anyone who dares to speak up, I’ll send them to hell first!"

The woman dared not speak, mouth agape, face terrified, not daring to make a sound.

The boy was also too frightened to cry.

The lanky man said, "I will count to three and see if any stewardess stands up. The life of this little thing is in the hands of you stewardesses!"

Seeing the hijacker brazenly use the child’s life as a threat, everyone felt this hijacker was truly unscrupulous.

The burly man who wanted to hit Lin Fan earlier seemed displeased with the hijacker’s actions. He eyed the hijacker, itching to act.

Suddenly, the burly man noticed a black guy opposite him. The black guy seemed to sense what he wanted to do and gently shook his head, signaling not to act rashly.

The hijacker had a gun, and any attack from the burly man was too risky. If he couldn’t kill the hijacker, passengers would surely die.

"One!" the lanky man began counting.

Beside each stewardess, everyone stared at them, silently urging a stewardess to stand up voluntarily.

The lanky man didn’t even finish counting to two.

Suddenly, a hand raised, and a stewardess nervously stood up. If Lin Fan were here, he would recognize her—she was Little Yi.

Seeing Little Yi stand up, the other stewardesses secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, Little Yi volunteered to risk herself, keeping them safe for now.

Seeing a stewardess finally stand up, the lanky man smiled and said reassuringly, "Beauty, don’t be afraid. I won’t eat you. I just need you to call the captain and have him meet me."

Little Yi had mustered great courage to stand up, unwilling to watch the kid be threatened. Inside, she was terrified, not knowing what the hijacker wanted.

Upon hearing the hijacker say he only wanted her to pass a message, Little Yi felt a bit at ease and asked, "How should I speak to the captain?"

The lanky man said, "Tell him directly. If he doesn’t want to see you all die, he better not hide."

"Okay." Little Yi nodded, forced herself to stay calm, and went to make the call.

After the call, Little Yi returned.

The lanky man asked, "What did the captain say?"

Little Yi said, "He agreed to come out."

The lanky man then looked at the fat man: "Go and escort the captain."

The fat man turned and walked toward the cockpit.

The lanky man did not let go of the kid. To him, the kid was a tool to intimidate everyone. Compared to adults, kids were naturally easier to control.

"What exactly do you want?"

At this moment, a young white man spoke up, in halting Huaxia dialect, raising his head to look at the lanky man.

This young white man was dressed elegantly, exuding an air of privilege, clearly from the first-class cabin.

The lanky man snapped at him, "Shut up!"

The young white man did not shut up, continuing, "Are you after money? If it’s money you want, this can be easily solved. I can give you money, whatever amount you want. I’ll be frank, I want to stay alive."

The young white man’s Huaxia dialect was very poor, and he struggled to finish his lengthy speech.

The lanky man generally understood his meaning, replied, "You want to stay alive?"

The young white man said, "Yes."

The lanky man sneered, "If you want to stay alive, then shut your mouth. Otherwise, I’ll send you off first!"

Actually, everyone thought these two had hijacked the flight to rob money, but the lanky man rejected the offer of money from a wealthy person?

Are they really here for money? If not, what do they want?

For a moment, everyone was in suspense and uncertainty.