Feng Lin opened his eyes and saw a crew-cut man wearing sunglasses in front of him.
"Dude, switch seats with me, my girlfriend is inside, and I want to sit with her," he said to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin closed his eyes again; he hated trouble, "You can ask your girlfriend to switch with someone else, I don't want to move."
"Damn it! I'm giving you face, aren't I?"
The man in sunglasses grabbed Feng Lin's collar, "Get up for me."
Feng Lin was already in a bad mood, worried about Lan Rou being in danger.
Normally, he would have just taught someone a lesson with a physical lesson and called it a day.
This time, he didn't throw a punch, but directly used Dark Energy.
Crack!
A crisp sound of fracture came from the man in sunglasses' hand.
"Ah!"
The man in sunglasses screamed, his entire palm in extreme pain, as if the bones had split.
The cabin crew noticed the conflict here and immediately came over to check the situation.
"Please take your seats, the plane is about to take off."
