The middle-aged man pointed a finger at Lin Tian's nose, "Not your business! Mind your own business!"
Lin Tian immediately got angry. So what if it's on a plane? Being on a plane makes you tough?
He grabbed the middle-aged man's right index finger and exerted a forceful squeeze.
"Ouch~!" The middle-aged man's face instantly contorted in pain, wailing repeatedly, "It hurts, let go!"
"Sir, please do not fight on the plane!" The baby-faced flight attendant quickly advised.
"Try cursing one more time!" Lin Tian gripped the middle-aged man's finger even tighter.
"Ouch~!" the middle-aged man yelped again in pain, "Let go, I won't curse anymore!"
Only then did Lin Tian release him, and he winked at the baby-faced flight attendant, "Beauty, I'll give you fifty to buy the socks you're wearing!"
Saying that, Lin Tian pulled out fifty yuan from his wallet.
