Chen Yang stretched and pulled Tang Wan to stand up.
Opposite, the captain and flight attendant each had a gun pointed at Chen Yang.
"Are you sure you want to shoot?"
Chen Yang chuckled softly: "This is high altitude. If negative pressure occurs, are you ready to parachute?"
The stewardess and the captain suddenly changed their minds.
They really weren't ready yet.
God knows.
Just now I was listening to Treasures eagerly and trying my best to memorize it. Where could I prepare a parachute?
He froze for a moment.
"That's right."
"What did you say? Oh, poison!"
Chen Yang sniffed at the drink cup and asked: "This cup of poisonous wine was specially arranged by Zhang Qilin and specifically requested that it must be given to me, right?"
The stewardess nodded blankly.
She was solely responsible for this matter, and it was just as Chen Yang said, Zhang Qilin had repeatedly warned and urged Chen Yang to drink it.
"Do you know why?"
"Because this is poisonous wine."
Chen Yang was amazed: "Honey, do you know what poisonous wine is?"
"Drink poison to quench thirst?"
Logan asked tentatively.
"That's right."
Chen Yang snapped his fingers and said: "But the so-called poisonous wine by future emperors is all arsenic and other messy things. I just paid tribute to the name.
It is said that wherever the poisonous bird passes by, not a blade of grass will grow. This highly poisonous thing has long been exterminated.
Each poisonous bird has become a cup of poisonous wine in the emperor's house."
Chen Yang praised: "A rare thing, a rare thing."
"I guess Zhang Qilin dug countless tombs of the emperor's family before he unearthed such a good thing."
Tang Wan's eyes moved, and she vaguely grasped something?
She knew that Chen Yang usually talked very little and was definitely not such a talkative person.
Tang Wan then joked: "How do you know it was dug out by someone who robbed the tomb?"
Chen Yang laughed: "Because I've done it before. Otherwise, how do you think I smelled it?"
Logan rolled his eyes and was speechless for a while.
The stewardess and captain opposite were not only speechless, but also autistic.
...Are these young men from aristocratic families not human beings?
...No! Definitely not a human being!
Robbing a tomb for a cup of legendary poisonous wine? What a waste of effort!
Those modern odorless, tasteless, instant-killing cyanides, don’t they smell good?
"Zhang Qilin still has the bad habit of cherishing heroes."
"He thinks that for people like me, even if he is poisoned or poisoned, he has to die under the influence of poison and wine, so that it will not be considered an insult."
Chen Yang finally gave a two-word conclusion:
"ill!"
The captain and stewardess were convinced.
Although Chen Yang said that he had discovered something was wrong with them a long time ago and did not believe them at first, they still took a chance and thought that Chen Yang was bluffing.
"Who are you scaring? You can't escape."
The captain finally spoke.
"Whatever you think."
"But if I don't let you hear the treasure story along the way, how can you help me fly to my destination honestly?"
Chen Yang splashed it casually, and with a "chichichi" sound, wherever the poisonous wine fell, whether it was carpet or leather, everything made a sound and corroded rapidly.
Everyone was secretly stunned when they saw it.
This poisonous wine has not been drunk yet. If it falls outside, it will be comparable to aqua regia. If you really drink it, your internal organs will be completely corroded.
"Also, guess why I have to tell you so much?"
"You don't think I'm bored waiting for landing, do you?"
Chen Yang shook his head and laughed. He asked and answered himself: "Of course not. This plane will never land."