A scream!
Wabiside woke up in pain.
His beaten head still felt a bit groggy.
Looking at Wu Jie's eyes, there was confusion and fear, but most of all, there was despair.
Wu Jie had thought that Wabiside would glare at him angrily.
Swearing, gnashing teeth, and glaring with rage...
But there was nothing!
Wabiside struggled a couple of times, realized he was bound, and stopped flailing about.
Avoiding Wu Jie's scrutinizing gaze, he turned his head to look out the porthole.
This scene.
Made the flight attendants very angry, they wanted to vent their rage with slaps and scolds.
Going out to work for money, it's hard for everyone.
Wabiside intended to crash the plane, how could that not attract hatred?
However...
Wu Jie gestured with his hand, signaling them to back off.
After all, he was a VIP; the flight attendants didn't dare to make a fuss and retreated to the side with resentment.
Wabiside was very calm.
In his hollow eyes, there was nothing but despair.
