Boom!
A loud bang made the cabin door shudder violently.
Although it didn't yield, Yao Jinsheng and his cohort trembled in fear.
"Song Guanchao, I really will shoot!"
Boom!
Another kick.
"If you dare to open the door, I'll blow the pilot's head off, I really will!"
Boom!
Yao Jinsheng was losing his mind. Did this guy really not fear him shooting?
Outside, Lin Wanqiu and Fu Ying watched with wide eyes.
Suddenly, they felt the fear in their hearts quietly dissipate.
The man furiously kicking at the door brought them an infinite sense of security.
In the conference room, each of Song Guanchao's kicks resonated with trembling in their own hearts.
To be honest, had it been them, they would have stopped when Yao Jinsheng first began making threats.
But to Song Guanchao, these threats seemed trivial, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.
