The airplane had been flying for five hours and was about to enter international waters when a sudden rampant shout shattered the silence in the cabin.
"Hijacking!"
Five passengers near the cabin door suddenly stood up, three of them holding MP5 submachine guns, while the other two wielded sharp triangular daggers.
"Ah!"
The passengers were immediately frightened, frantically unbuckling their seat belts, wanting to escape from their seats.
"Damn it, everyone shut up!" The MP5 submachine gun spat flames, and the nearest fat passenger was instantly turned into a sieve, blood gushing out, staining the seat red.
"Everyone remain calm, do not make any hasty moves!" Although the flight attendant was also very scared, she had been professionally trained and quickly spoke to the passengers.
The cabin immediately became quiet.
"Old Fourth, you go control the cockpit!" said a man as strong as a bull, holding a triangular dagger in his hand.
