Wrong hold? The fake daughter made her whole family famous by relying on metaphysics

The chatter stopped suddenly——

The captain turned his head and saw a cold and beautiful girl. His expression gradually relaxed: "Beautiful lady, what do you want from me?"

At this time, the cockpit door had been secretly closed by the flight attendant.

"Of course...I want you to take me to that place." Yu Qing turned the brush in his hand, making a cold sound with unknown meaning, and his eyes were cold.

The captain's face darkened when he heard this, his mouth curved slightly, but his eyes were cold: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

The first officer on the side had already stood up and walked to the left of the flight attendant, forming a position where the three of them were wrapping her up.

Yu Qing seemed to be calm and composed without any awareness: "You understand what I said."

captain:"……"

The captain stared at her for a long time, then suddenly stretched out his hand to attack her!

Yu Qing raised her hand to block his attack with a brush. With her other hand, she grabbed the captain's collar and slammed him against the flight attendant.

The flight attendant, who was inexplicably knocked down by the captain, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with hatred, and he and the co-pilot rushed towards Yu Qing.

……

……

The passengers in the economy class were still chatting, and some people started to speak out, thinking that it was too unlucky to encounter such a thing, and the plane was delayed in landing.

She simply didn't care about the life and death of the mother and her husband.

Gradually someone called the flight attendant, and for some reason, a fierce quarrel broke out between the passengers and the flight attendant. Perhaps it was the flight attendant's perfunctory attitude.

"Are you responsible?"

"The man is unconscious, and the pregnant woman doesn't know where you are taking her. If she doesn't land, I will file a complaint against you! You must file a complaint!"

"Hurry up and tell the captain to find a place to land. You can think of your own way! I want to get down!"

"That's right, we still have to make compensation! I don't want to stay with the dead!"

Even the passengers themselves did not notice that their mentality had changed, they became more and more irritable, and their patience gradually disappeared.

However, no one noticed that the toilet door quietly opened at some point, and the stewardesses' expressions became more and more strange, and they were slightly deformed and distorted.

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"Sir, will nothing happen if Miss Yu goes to the cockpit?"

Yin Yusheng struggled for a long time, but still couldn't help asking Qin Zhi.

Qin Zhi was about to say something when he seemed to hear a movement in his ears, and he tilted his head slightly.

"How about we go over and take a look..."

"Stop talking." Qin Zhi interrupted him.

Yin Yusheng had no choice but to turn around and saw that the little zombie was not lying on the window and started to unfasten his seat belt. He quickly reached out to stop him: "What are you going to do?"

The little zombie looked up at him stiffly for a while, then pointed in the direction of the frosted door.

Yin Yusheng didn't understand what he meant, so he could only guess: "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

The little zombie shook his head, then suddenly nodded as if he thought of something again.

"I'll take you there. The plane is not stable right now. It's too dangerous for you to go alone." After speaking, Yin Yusheng unbuckled his seat belt and held the little zombie's hand.

The touch on his palm was a little cold, and he couldn't help but touch his arm. Was the plane cooling down?
The two of them hadn't walked a few steps when there seemed to be some movement on the other side of the frosted door.

"Ah!! There is a ghost!!"

"Help!!"

"Someone help me!! Help!!"

Yin Yusheng's expression froze, and Qin Zhi also stood up at this time.

"Bang!" A shadow fell on the frosted door. It was a hand, and the hand was still sliding down, leaving a bloody handprint and a long blood mark on the frosted door.

Yin Yusheng looked at the frosted door and took a step back in fear, his voice trembling: "What happened over there?"

Qin Zhi frowned and did not answer his words.

At this time, the first-class passengers finally realized that something was wrong. One after another, passengers stood up, approached the frosted door, and stared at the bloody handprint.

"There shouldn't be any terrorists, right?"

"The plane was hijacked?"

As soon as he said these words, a spray of blood fell on the frosted door.

"Damn, so much blood!! This is going to kill someone!!"

"No, I'm so unlucky, I don't want to die..."

The first-class passengers quickly left the frosted door and hid behind their seats. No one dared to make a sound at this time for fear of attracting attention.

Only Yin Yusheng, who was holding the little zombie, and Qin Zhi were still standing in the same place.

"Wow--"

The frosted door was opened by someone unknown, and they finally saw what was happening in the economy class.

Blood, blood everywhere...

The woman wearing a stewardess uniform had a strange face, grabbed the passenger and stuffed it into her mouth.

The passenger bitten by her deflated in just a moment, really deflated, as if the entire body had been hollowed out from the inside, leaving only a piece of skin covering the bones.

Seeing that the frosted door was opened, the surviving passengers ran in rolling and crawling. Until the last one ran in, he quickly closed the frosted door and blocked it with his hands and feet.

"Why don't you come over and help!"

The passengers, whose clothes were still stained with blood, did not dare to delay and helped him hold the frosted door.

A figure appeared behind the frosted door. From the shape of his lower body, it could be seen that this person was wearing a stewardess uniform.

"hey-hey--"

Low laughter came faintly through the frosted door.

I saw the figure raising his hand, preparing to open the frosted door and break in.

Perhaps there were too many people blocking the door, but she was not able to pull it open for a while.

The next second, another figure appeared behind the frosted door and helped her pull it together.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and one of the figures behind the frosted door seemed to become agitated. The initial opening of the door turned into banging on the door, and the sound of "bang bang bang" hit everyone's hearts.

"You guys come and help!!"

Someone shouted, and the passengers hiding behind the seats realized that they could not stay out of the situation and should unite to resist the figure on the other side of the door.

Regardless of how expensive they were, the first-class passengers blocked the door with the passengers who had escaped.

There is a huge disparity in power. So many passengers can still resist the flight attendants. There are only eight or nine of them. No matter how powerful they are, they cannot open the door for the time being.

I don't know if I thought of this, but the figure on the other side of the frosted door actually gave up sliding the door and stood behind it for a long time before the blurry figures left.

Despite this, the passengers did not dare to relax their vigilance, leaving a few people to block the door while the rest went to find tools to block the door.

Finally, I found some transparent tape and a few pieces of clothing, and managed to hold the frosted door open, leaving a few people to guard it while the rest rested temporarily.

The first-class passengers didn't know what happened, so someone started asking.

"Brother, what's going on over there?"

"Is this a terrorist attack? How could these people be allowed in? This is too terrifying!"

"I took a quick look at it just now. A lot of people must have died."

In fact, you don’t even need to look at it. You can tell how many people died from the number of survivors in the economy class.