The flight attendant came back to his senses, "Oh, do you need other services?"

The big man ink had a smile on his face, put his right hand on his belly and rubbed it a few times, and said apologetically: "I didn't even eat breakfast and lunch, and I'm a little hungry. Can you please prepare some food for me?"

"Of course, I'm happy to serve. Our buffet includes Western and Chinese food, as well as Toyo and Korean cuisine. So what do you want to eat?"

“One steak is OK.”

...

Not long after, the beautiful steak on a tray, carrying three drinks and a few mature steaks, plus an empty glass cup, walked towards the big ink mud. At this time, the big ink mud was eating the bread he brought, which showed that this guy was really hungry.

The flight attendant carefully placed three drinks and a steak on the convenient dining table in front of the big man sitting in the ink paste, said "Happy Dining" and left.

The big man ink took a sip of three drinks and burped it out, which was so funny. Then he took a small capacity measuring cup from his schoolbag, weighed three drinks, and poured them into an empty water cup to mix.

Speaking of this, you may already know what the big man ink is going to do. He wants to create the unparalleled hallucination poison gas of Mohammedan to pave the way for his hijacking.

After the solution was mixed, the big man ink cut a few more slices of beef and put them in, and finally added the crushed bread.

When the bread crumbs are added to the mixed liquid measuring cup, the effect will immediately occur, and some bubbles appear in the liquid. The bubbles contain the hallucination poison gas of Omarming, a chemist who has been dead in the Department of Chemistry of my Jiangdong University in China.

Xiaoxiao's eyes were withdrawn from the window and looked at the Indonesian big man curiously.

The big man ink saw Xiaoxiao staring at him. He did not stop creating poison gas with guilt, but turned his face to look at Xiaoxiao and asked, "Do you want to know what I'm doing?"

Xiaoxiao nodded, "Yes."

The big man ink brought the ready poison gas liquid into his hand, handed it to Xiaoxiao, and said, "Come on, you carry it, I'll make you a magic trick."

Hey, magic? Magic is great. I like to watch others do magic the most. Xiaoxiao wants to learn it every time he sees others doing magic, but he can't change it every time. At this moment, she was unsuspecting and actually took the cup of water handed by the big man in the ink paste to her, and even put it in front of her nose and smelled it.

The poisonous gas of Mohammedan was colorless and tasteless. When there was no gold as a catalyst, the amount of poison gas was produced very little. Xiaoxiao did not notice any abnormality, nor did he feel hallucinated by the poisonous gas.

"Oh, this handsome guy, what's your name? You don't sound like a Chinese? In fact, you don't look like a Chinese." Xiaoxiao asked the Indonesian big man, innocent and thorough.

The big ink man took off a brand of gold watch on his wrist and responded to Xiaoxiao's words: "I am an ink ink, you can call me Simon. What's your name?"

Xiaoxiao said, "My name is Song Xiaoxiao, a native Chinese. Simon, what did you come to our China for? Are you working here?"

The face of the big man in ink "Oh, my god, I really don't want to say it, because it's all about tears when I say it. But since you asked, it's okay if I say it. To be honest, my father is a big entrepreneur. A week ago, he forced me to marry the daughter of a big banker for the exhibition of the family business. How could I agree to a marriage without emotional foundation? So I ran out."

Simon, a big ink man, was a little guilty when he spoke because he was a fake and shoddy tall, rich and handsome guy, but in fact he was a silk man. He pretended to be tall, rich and handsome guy just to hunt for beauty. However, there was no small star in Xiaoxiao's eyes, nor did he mean to be with his body, which disappointed him. How could he know that Xiaoxiao is a very beautiful white and rich beauty, and his vision is not ordinary.

Xiaoxiao also became interested in the story of Simon, a big ink man. The little head couldn't help but think of the bloody plot of the wealthy young man running away for the sake of true love, and said, "That's right. Marriage without emotional foundation, don't want it. That, Simon, can you perform magic for me? I really want to know what kind of tricks a glass of water can turn into. You can't change it on your back, you have to change it in front of me."

Simon smiled and said, "Magic tricks are all used to deceive people. I want to make you a real magic trick this time."

As he said that, Simon threw his watch into the water cup.

Xiaoxiao's cherry mouth opened into an O-shaped shape, and was shocked, "Wow, you are Rolex's gold watch, it's a pity that you threw it into the water."

"Being rich means being willful!" Simon frowned and said, "Look at the changes in the water cup."

The liquid in the water cup changed a lot, and it seemed like it was boiling, and bubbles were wrapped in hallucinatory gas and poured out desperately.

"Ah, why are there so many bubbles?" Xiaoxiao said in surprise, and as she took the water cup closer to her eyes to see more carefully, her nose also closer to the mouth of the cup.

The poisonous gas came out of the cup, and Xiaoxiao sucked it into her nose in a large dose, and it was hard not to fall into a coma.

Simon, the big ink man, didn't want Xiaoxiao to fall into a coma so quickly, he wanted to talk to Xiaoxiao for a few words.

"Oh my God, put the cup down quickly." Simon shouted anxiously, and then quickly grabbed the quilt from Xiaoxiao's hand.

Xiaoxiao had already breathed a lot of Mohammedus' hallucination gas. Her head was confused in an instant, and her eyes couldn't see clearly. She stuttered: "I, I,..." Before she finished speaking, she leaned her head and fell on the back of the chair, as if she was asleep.

Simon, the big ink man, also breathed some gas. Although it was not much, it still made him feel a little dizzy. He quickly took out a mask from his schoolbag and put it on. The mask was soaked in hallucinogenic antidotes, which could absorb and resolve the medicinal properties of hallucinogenic agents.

The strong hallucination of Muhammad's poisonous gas can be seen!

Simon carefully placed the quilt under the seat so that no one could see him. Then he waited for the first-class passengers to fall into a coma before acting on the camera.

The cockpit door is very firm and cannot be opened even if it is brute force. Simon, the big ink man, is the strategy of using first-class passengers to threaten the driver to open the door.

It was a coincidence that when Simon was waiting for less than two minutes, a flight attendant approached the cockpit with three drinks and knocked on the cabin door a few times. It was not necessary to guess that the flight attendant was delivering water to the cockpit's chief and co-pilot and flight engineer.
Chapter completed!