"No matter where, just let me get away from this damned plane, away from these damned three people!" Miss Mollya silently repeated this sentence in her mind.
In the midst of suffering, this plane finally descended amidst turbulence.
The business class where Bai Xiaosheng and his party sat was slightly better, while they heard a clatter coming from the economy class behind them.
The flight attendant loudly warned over the broadcast, saying that luggage in the back was flying around, asking everyone not to move, to keep their seat belts fastened, and absolutely not to leave their seats.
"What kind of flight am I on?" Miss Mollya felt like crying.
Finally, the plane jerked to a stop after taxiing for a while.
The flight attendants ran back and forth, urgently organizing everyone to disembark.
From the commotion behind, Bai Xiaosheng vaguely heard people shouting that one side of the engine was on fire or something like that.
