Fu Wenzi and the others looked grim.
They really could not guarantee they could protect so many people if the plane exploded.
Especially not at such a high altitude.
Qin Yan clung to her uncle's neck. Sensing the tense atmosphere, she pressed her little lips together, anxious too.
"Wow, you two are from Dongyan Country's Special Administration Bureau, aren't you? What an unexpected surprise."
A blond man in a grayish-white suit walked over, wearing the same goat-head mask as the others. He held a black remote control.
"Let me see. You've even brought a pretty little child. Looks like you're on vacation. Your luck isn't very good, though, ending up on this flight of death."
"Surely neither of you wants that little girl to die before she even gets a chance to grow up."
"I think very highly of your abilities. Perhaps you could join our Evil God Church? Doesn't the world now belong to people like us? Why bother with those ordinary people?"
Fu Wenzi said sarcastically, "Join your Evil God Church, worship the Evil God, and turn into ugly freaks? What has the Evil God given you to make you fawn over him like this?"
"Shut up!"
The man suddenly grew angry and spoke heatedly.
"What do you know? Our lord has bestowed supreme power upon us, power above that of ordinary people!"
"Oh," Fu Wenzi said. "We have that power ourselves, even without your lord."
"The only difference is that you're dogs, while we're our own masters."
"Damn you!"
The man roared, "Serving our lord is our honor!"
"So sorry, but we don't find it an honor. Keep that blessing for yourselves. Those of us with functioning brains can't enjoy a bit of it."
"Do you believe I'll blow up this plane right now?"
He really was