Chapter 1,495 Now, you are a prisoner

Chapter 1,495 Now, you are a prisoner

"Want to run?"

Seeing the middle-aged man seize the opportunity and run towards the other side, a sneer suddenly appeared on Chen Huan's face.

Can you run?

This is on a plane, not like outside.

There is only so much space, no matter how fast you run, where can you run? After all, the direction he ran in was the first class cabin, and there were no accomplices there who could meet him!

Instead of doing such a stupid thing, it would be better to just be a prisoner.

However, despite saying this, Chen Huan was not ready to let it go.

You know, although there are no accomplices of the middle-aged man in the first-class cabin, there are many passengers. If that guy has a headache and takes two hostages, it will be troublesome.

The middle-aged man stumbled forward dozens of meters, stumbling on his feet.

The fight with Chen Huan just now can be said to be nerve-wracking.

On the surface, it seemed that the middle-aged man had a few footprints on his body, which was nothing serious, but Chen Huan was completely disfigured.

But in fact, the situation is exactly the opposite.

The wound on Chen Huan's face seemed to have bled a lot of blood, but in fact, the length of the wound was estimated to be less than two centimeters. It just happened to break a small blood vessel under the skin, and the blood flowed.

It just looks more ferocious after getting some blood.

But what about middle-aged men?

On the surface, he looked unscathed, but in fact, there was no part of his body that was not in pain, but he was just holding back.

He also knew that if he didn't run faster now and would be caught by Chen Huan later, he would probably be worse off than dead.

The more he thought like this, the faster the middle-aged man ran.

He could already imagine the consequences of being caught.

That guy seems to be deliberately meddling in his own affairs.

Presumably, Chen Huan is also one of the passengers. Since he has such ability, there is no reason not to take action. Who would be willing to hang his life on a group of robbers?

When the time comes, after he is caught, this guy will definitely torture him to force him to confess his whereabouts to the boss and the others.

When the middle-aged man thought of this, he couldn't help but shiver, and cold sweat ran down the back of his neck. Although his legs hurt, he still tried his best to speed up his pace.

However, just when the passage had reached the end, and the middle-aged man could already see the light at the end, which was slightly brighter than inside the passage, and the blurry figures, he suddenly felt his body stagnate.

A kind of tightening, tightly binding his neck.

His collar was grabbed.

"Where do you want to run?" The middle-aged man suppressed his blush. Looking back, he only saw Chen Huan's teasing smile.

"Let...let me go..."

Chen Huan squeezed the back of his collar tightly, making it difficult for him to get up due to the tight collar.

Chen Huan looked around and his eyes lit up.

"Hey, I really have a fate with this bathroom today... I don't know, this is the first time I've gone in..." Chen Huan muttered while unscrewing the bathroom door, and then directly opened the bathroom door.

The middle-aged man threw it in.

Fortunately, there was no one in the bathroom.

Otherwise, others might have thought that these two guys went into the bathroom to have sex.

Chen Huan's strong swing almost threw the middle-aged man to the toilet. Fortunately, the middle-aged man still had some awareness of emergency response, otherwise, his head would probably be in contact with the toilet.

At the edge, we have a close contact. With the hardness of the toilet... tsk tsk tsk, I guess the situation at that time will be similar to that of a watermelon free falling from a height of three to four meters.

Although the middle-aged man rolled and avoided the toilet, his head inevitably hit the wooden baffle.

"Peng!"

There was a loud noise.

The entire wooden baffle suddenly shook and almost collapsed.

The middle-aged man suddenly felt confused. He was stroking his hands and feet as if he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't.

Half a moment.

The middle-aged man finally regained consciousness.

When he raised his heavy eyelids, what he saw was Chen Huan's smiling expression.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man trembled as if he had seen a ghost.

He would rather Chen Huan looked fierce. Such a smiling expression really made him feel a little cautious.

"Congratulations!"

Chen Huan said: "You finally became my prisoner!"

"What's next...you have two choices..." As Chen Huan spoke, he couldn't help but think of what he did to the bodyguards when he was on the Princess.

Fortunately, this is the bathroom, and it also provides the conditions for committing the crime.

God's will.

When Chen Huan said the two conditions, his eyes had already glanced at the toilet nearby.

The middle-aged man trembled when he looked at that thoughtful, half-smiling expression.

"Two choices, listen to me. One is to cooperate with me and tell me honestly. You do what I say. If I tell you to go east, you will go east. If I tell you to go east, you will go west.

Just go west, I ask you to explain something, you just explain something... How about it? Can it be done? It can be done. I won't talk about the second option because I'm afraid of scaring you..."

Chen Huan's expression, sometimes gloomy, sometimes full of smile, made the middle-aged man unpredictable.

It also made his heart skip a beat.

I'm afraid of scaring you...

This majestic and all-round domineering line, which revealed the unification of all corners of the country, scared the middle-aged man to the point where he almost peed.

However, after thinking about it, the boss's methods...

The middle-aged man felt that everything was nothing.

No matter how awesome you are, can your skills be as good as those of the boss? Whatever comes your way, I'm used to it.

Although he was cheering himself up in his heart, the middle-aged man still felt a little nervous.

Looking at Chen Huan's eyes, the middle-aged man couldn't help but panic - this guy doesn't want to blow his anus, right?

Suddenly, the middle-aged man, who had gradually tilted the balance towards the second option and refused to kill him, began to hesitate again.

Which is more important, your own chrysanthemum, or brotherhood?

It’s so hard to choose!

Chen Huan looked at the middle-aged man and was silent for a long time. He suddenly smiled and made a decision for him directly: "Since you are so hesitant, I don't have any extra time to waste on you. After all, no one knows that your brothers

When will we take action..."

Hearing Chen Huan's words, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then covered his anus in fear,

"Wait, wait, wait! Think about it again..." The middle-aged man's face now had no trace of the gloomy atmosphere he had seen before, and it turned into a look of extreme horror.

"As I said, I don't have that much time..." Chen Huan snorted and said: "However, if you choose the second option, it may be a waste of time... Forget it, let's do this, I'll give it to you again.

Give me a chance. I’ll give you ten seconds. If you still can’t make a choice, then I’ll have no choice but to take action..."

Chen Huan's face was expressionless.

The reason why Chen Huan talked so much nonsense with this guy was just because Chen Huan wanted to put a little pressure on this guy.

At this time, there is no need to be anxious.

Human imagination is unlimited.

The longer you delay with this guy, the longer the guy will have to think about.

Maybe this guy originally thought that he could withstand torture and extort confessions? No matter how hard it went, he could always get the boss and the others to take action, right?

When the time comes, the boss realizes that he is missing, will he definitely come back to look for him?

That's right, the middle-aged man really thinks so.

However, Chen Huan was so verbose as to scare and deceive, but the middle-aged man hesitated.

What tricks does this guy have?

Exploding the anus? Stuffing the toilet? Or cutting the vagina? Or something else? Or even, if you get impatient, just kill yourself?

Everything is possible.

It is this "possibility" in fantasy that makes the middle-aged man increasingly hesitant.
To be continued...