Starting Sign-In from a Billionaire God

Chapter 1341 - 1340

According to the purser’s plan, she would first poison Lin Fan. That way, no one could stop her; the only person she was wary of was Lin Fan.If it weren’t for Lin Fan appearing out of nowhere, this plane would have long since crashed into the mountain, and everyone would’ve turned to ashes. Why would she need to struggle now!

"I indeed once had a boyfriend from the United Kingdom, but unfortunately, he was a heartless man, cheating on me behind my back. Even though we were engaged, he didn’t change his ways, so I killed him. Otherwise, we might have actually gotten married and had a beautiful mixed-race baby. Of course, if that were the case, there wouldn’t be the me of now." The purser said coldly, "I killed someone and should have been caught and jailed. Fortunately, I met a benefactor. I accepted the recruitment and became an agent. I was reborn and transformed."

"It was a man who ruined my life. From then on, I told myself that my life was in my own hands. No one could take it from me but myself. If anyone threatened me, I would eliminate them!"

The purser stared at Lin Fan, and the meaning was clear; Lin Fan was not exempt. If Lin Fan threatened her, she would naturally kill Lin Fan.

Lin Fan responded with an "Oh," and said: "Is that so? It seems that even without my appearance, those three Death Warriors were doomed to fail, because you don’t want to die, so you wouldn’t allow the plane to crash."

The purser didn’t deny it. In fact, that was indeed the case. Even without Lin Fan stepping up, she would’ve acted to kill the three Death Warriors, sabotaging the crash plan. Then, she would follow through with her plan and kill everyone on the plane, sparing not a single soul.

Chen Long said: "So how exactly do you plan to kill us?"

The purser chuckled and said: "You’ll find out soon enough."

As she spoke, suddenly, the purser turned and ran.

Chen Long was behind her and, seeing the purser rush towards him, naturally went up to block her, but the purser kicked him in the abdomen, sending him flying to the side.

The purser truly lived up to being an agent. Her skills were too strong, and with her ability, handling three Death Warriors was no problem, nor did she regard Chen Long, the international police officer, as a threat.

The only person she was cautious of was Lin Fan, but now she had no choice. Having failed to poison Lin Fan, she could only try to avoid him as much as possible now.

"If you don’t want to die, get out of my way!"

The purser ran towards the back of the plane, drawing a gleaming dagger from her waist.

The passengers, seeing this, were scared and hurriedly stepped aside, not daring to confront her. Even Officer Chen wasn’t a match for one of her kicks, let alone now that she had a dagger!

"Where do you think you’re going?"

Suddenly, Lin Fan’s voice came from behind.

The voice seemed to echo right in her ear, startling the purser; she thought she could outrun Lin Fan but had underestimated his abilities.

Originally, she could have shut her eyes and run desperately, perhaps even having a chance to shake off Lin Fan, but she was unwilling to take that risk. If she fell into Lin Fan’s hands, she would have nothing left.

She suddenly reached out, grabbed a little boy nearby, and clutched his neck, turning around with the dagger pointed at Lin Fan.

"Don’t come any closer!" the purser shouted harshly.

"Ah, help!" the child wailed in tearful fright.

"My son, my son!" a middle-aged woman nearby cried urgently.

Wasn’t that the mother and son who had a confrontation with Lin Fan at Mortal Airport? This poor child, caught by the Death Warriors before, was now being held hostage by the purser—truly an unfortunate kid.

The purser assumed Lin Fan was chasing after her, so she instinctively took someone to threaten Lin Fan. But when she turned around, she found Lin Fan hadn’t moved from where he was standing all along.

She was too wary of Lin Fan, too nervous.

The purser was stunned for a moment, surprised that Lin Fan hadn’t come running after her, yet when he spoke, it felt like it was right behind her—this guy was terrifying.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "What exactly are you planning to do?"

The purser chuckled, "Of course, I’m going to kill you. Soon, you’ll all become the dead, including you, Mr. Lin. I don’t think you can survive!"

Lin Fan said, "Let me guess, you plan to use poison to kill us?"

The purser replied, "You guessed correctly."

Lin Fan said, "Let me guess again, you’re planning to release poison gas here. But without a gas mask, won’t you poison yourself too? How is that different from the plane crashing?"

The purser coldly laughed, "Unfortunately for you, I have a gas mask, and you don’t!"

Lin Fan said, "Oh really? Or maybe you don’t have it either? During the last thorough search, guess what I found?"

The purser’s face changed, "You!"

Lin Fan smiled, "Although your gas mask was well hidden, it couldn’t escape my eyes. I was curious why there would be a gas mask on the plane, concealed so secretly. It wasn’t until I saw you poisoning the three Death Warriors that I realized you were likely planning to use gas or vapor to attack everyone."

The purser sneered, "Trying to fool me, are you? You think I’d fall for that so easily? Everyone moves over there, anyone who dares make a move, I’ll kill this kid immediately!"

The purser herded the crowd towards Lin Fan’s side, blocking his view with the people as she retreated continuously.

Clearly, the purser didn’t believe Lin Fan had found the gas mask. Lin Fan seemed to be bluffing, but it had to be said, he was very skilled at it. She was full of misgivings facing Lin Fan, careful not to fall into the trap he laid.

Lin Fan said, "Your gas mask is hidden beneath the cargo hold, near a concealed compartment on the right side."

"What?"

The purser was shocked; Lin Fan was surprisingly accurate!

Her gas mask was indeed hidden in that location!

Oh my god, Lin Fan wasn’t bluffing; he’d actually found the gas mask. Mr. Lin—the man was terrifying!

The purser was nearly in tears. How unlucky she was to encounter Lin Fan. Who exactly was this person, what was his background?

Lin Fan read her expression and knew how she was feeling.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and said, "Your gas mask is already in my possession. So, feel free to release the poison—it will kill everyone, including yourself. I will be the sole survivor and will reveal the truth of what happened. Is that what you want?"

Of course, that wasn’t what the purser wanted; she wanted to survive, not Lin Fan.

"Of course, you have another choice—surrender!" Lin Fan said, "I won’t kill you; I just want to ask you some questions."

It seemed Lin Fan had cornered the purser. Everything she did was to survive; now, she couldn’t, so she certainly wouldn’t dare release the poison.

However...

The purser put away the knife and took out a sealed bottle from her bosom.

"Do you really think I don’t dare?" the purser sneered.

Could Lin Fan possibly be humiliated this time?