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The not-at-all-disabled "disabled" hijacker shuddered all over at those words, suddenly snapping back to his senses and remembering his purpose. He glanced into the economy cabin and said forcefully:

"Listen, Captain, don't try any tricks! This plane is under my control now. If anyone attacks me, my companion will make every one of you die together at an altitude of ten thousand meters!"

The people he truly wanted to threaten were the Two-meter man and the Passerby woman over there, but he was afraid that if he enraged them, they would rush at him without a care—

After all, they were thugs who had brutally knocked out four people over a piece of clothing that could be washed clean.

With his skinny frame, he could not even withstand a single slap from them.

So the "disabled" hijacker once again emphasized the leverage in his hand to the Captain, who seemed rational, reminding everyone that no one could attack him.

The Captain paused before saying steadily, "Yes, I already know that."

After a brief pause, he added:

"Since you hold the lives and deaths of everyone on this plane in your hands, could you please let that young lady go first? I will listen to your demands, and so will everyone else."

The hijacker glanced at the flight attendant he had initially taken hostage. The girl gripped his arm with both hands, her thin legs trembling nonstop as tears spilled uncontrollably from her eyes. She looked utterly pitiful.

Indeed, he had hijacked the plane, yet keeping someone trapped at his side would only hinder his movements and make him seem insecure—as though he had no accomplices at all.

The hijacker released his arm. The flight attendant staggered and nearly fell, but her colleague hurriedly dragged her away into a corner far