Bo Ye, huddled in first class, saw the gun pointed at the little girl and his eyelids twitched fiercely.
Just at that moment, a WeChat message popped up on his phone.
[Xi Jiu: Protect Xiao Qi. If she loses a single hair, I'll shave you bald.]
Bo Ye: "..."
Maybe I should just not save anyone and jump out of the plane instead.
...
Ruan Qi was taken hostage by the criminals, and the old man with white hair had been thrown to the ground earlier.
The old man's son quickly took out emergency medicine and stuffed it into his mouth.
Half a minute later, the old man's painful expression had lessened somewhat, and his face wasn't as purple as before.
The old man's son breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Ruan Qi with a gaze filled with gratitude and concern.
The young girl being held at gunpoint heartlessly flashed him a smile.
Seeing her sweet smile, the old man's son grew even more worried.
"Mr. Criminal, can I take her place as the hostage?" he couldn't help but ask.
