Chapter 1139: Chapter 1137: The Flight Attendant Is a Man
“Sis-in-law, did the boss get on the plane?” Jun Tianzui’s voice sounded anxious on the phone.
“Boss, who’s your boss?” Lin Shiyan was sowhat puzzled, as she didn’t know Jun Tianzui.
“It’s Wang Dadong.” Jun Tianzui replied.
“Oh, he’s on. The plane has already taken off. May I ask who you are?” Lin Shiyan was about to ask who the caller was when the phone was suddenly hung up.
Actually, Jun Tianzui had already guessed this result because he’d tried calling Wang Dadong’s phone, which was turned off, hence he decided to call Lin Shiyan.
With Hell’s intelligence prowess, getting Lin Shiyan’s phone number wasn’t difficult.
“Don’t worry, Little Drunkard, the boss will be fine.” The Undying Heavenly King said calmly.
No matter the faction, the possibility of anyone hurting Wang Dadong was small, even if he’s up in the sky.
“Uh, I almost forgot the boss is Hermit-level now.” Jun Tianzui seed to rember sothing and let out a light sigh of relief.
Back when he was a Saint, Wang Dadong had already skydived without a parachute, and although he was heavily injured in the end, he wasn’t in mortal danger, and now he’s Hermit-level.
Even if the plane exploded mid-air, Wang Dadong would be able to escape.
Jun Tianzui naturally wouldn’t care about Daphne’s life and death; he only cared about Wang Dadong.
“Miss, may I ask what kind of beverage you’d like?” On the plane, Wang Dadong was dozing with his eyes half-closed and suddenly heard a pleasant voice.
“Coffee, Xie Xie.” Daphne said with a smile.
The uniford flight attendant poured a cup of coffee for Daphne.
It must be said, Daphne was quite elegant, even when she was drinking coffee.
One hand supporting the bottom of the coffee cup, and the other holding the cup, her red lips parting, the rich coffee was about to be delivered into her delicate lips.
“Wait!”
At this mont, Wang Dadong suddenly stopped Daphne.
“What’s wrong?” Daphne tilted her head and looked at Wang Dadong with so confusion.
Wang Dadong didn’t answer Daphne, his gaze fell on the flight attendant, whose expression was slightly tense, her hand tightly gripping the cart’s handle.
“First ti on a plane?” After staring at the flight attendant for a few seconds, Wang Dadong chuckled and asked.
“Yes, yes, sir.” The flight attendant replied sowhat anxiously.
Seeing Wang Dadong stop speaking, the flight attendant finally let out a sigh of relief and pushed the cart away.
Daphne curiously asked, “How did you know it’s her first ti on a plane?”
“Actually, it’s not her first ti on a plane, just her first ti as a flight attendant.” Wang Dadong laughed in reply.
“Why do you say that?” Daphne put down the coffee cup.
Daphne’s action caused the flight attendant serving drinks to other passengers to frown slightly, but she didn’t look at Daphne.
“Because… she’s a man. Since she’s a man, she naturally shouldn’t be called a flight attendant.” Wang Dadong whispered with squinted eyes.
Man?
Daphne was even more puzzled; the flight attendant just now obviously looked like a woman, and even if she were really a man, how did Wang Dadong see through it?
Indeed, from the appearance to the voice, the flight attendant completely resembled a woman; her skin was fair and smooth, her voice was high-pitched, and she didn’t even have an Adam’s apple.
Yet Wang Dadong still could tell her true gender at a glance.
The reason was simple; that guy had a gun in his pants.
How did Wang Dadong know? He obviously saw through it.
If that “flight attendant” weren’t a man, she’d definitely be a stunning beauty, which is why Wang Dadong paid attention to her as soon as he got on the plane.
However, after prolonged observation, Wang Dadong discovered that the “flight attendant” was a man.
n can disguise as won, and if the act lasts long enough, they can convincingly do so, to the extent that even they might believe themselves to be won.
But unfortunately, a man is always a man, and no matter how convincing the disguise, he can never mimic a real woman completely.
As for why the man would disguise as a woman?
This question isn’t easy to guess, since Wang Dadong doesn’t possess a Mind Reading Technique.
Unable to guess the man’s intentions, Wang Dadong naturally wouldn’t let Daphne casually drink the coffee handed over by him.
“I’m a bit thirsty; can I drink it?” Wang Dadong pointed to Daphne’s coffee cup.
Daphne nodded and handed the coffee cup over.
Wang Dadong took a sip without thinking, but he didn’t swallow it.
Even if he’s Hermit-level, he wouldn’t dare to let his guard down. Ordinary poisons have no effect on a Saint but that doesn’t an there aren’t toxins that can affect Hermit-level beings.
To give the simplest example, poppy’s poison can knock down Hermit-level individuals.
While it may not kill a Hermit-level person, the effects of being knocked down and being killed are the sa.
Moreover, the toxins created by Underworld River can render Inner Strength non-functional.
However, after so inspection, Wang Dadong found the coffee was just ordinary.
Looks like he was overthinking.
Wang Dadong drank all the coffee.
Ti passed slowly, and after a few hours, the plane flew out of Huaxia and appeared over the ocean.
After hours without incident, it seed there wouldn’t be any major issues, so Wang Dadong’s vigilance relaxed.
During this ti, Daphne went to the bathroom.
Just as Daphne entered the bathroom, her mouth was covered by soone.
Through the bathroom mirror, Daphne saw that the person covering her mouth was the sa flight attendant.
“You better not scream, or I’ll slit your throat imdiately.” The flight attendant said coldly, holding a ceramic cup fragnt in her hand.
At this mont, Daphne finally believed Wang Dadong’s words; the flight attendant was indeed a man, for she felt sothing pressing against her rear.
Daphne quickly nodded to indicate she wouldn’t scream. The flight attendant finally released her mouth, but the ceramic fragnt in her hand was still aid at Daphne’s snowy neck.
“What, what do you want to do?” Daphne asked fearfully.
“Simple, I ask you questions. If your answers satisfy , I’ll let you go; if not, well, don’t bla
for being ruthless.”
“Go ahead and ask.” Daphne steadied herself.
“You must have t Tyrant face-to-face. What is his identity in reality?” The flight attendant’s face was nearly up against Daphne’s.
“I don’t know Tyrant, nor do I know his identity in reality…” Daphne was being truthful, as she truly didn’t know who Tyrant was or his identity in reality.
“Not saying, huh? That’s alright; my task is just to kill you anyway… but before I do that, I might as well have so fun…” The flight attendant’s mouth revealed a wicked smile.
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