At this moment, everyone inside the airplane looked as if they'd seen a ghost.
They watched Zhang Beixing tear open the plane door with his bare hands.
The plane door made of special steel seemed to be as thin as paper in Zhang Beixing's hands, unable to withstand his pulling at all.
It was easily ripped apart.
The shock in their eyes was simply impossible to hide; it was like an earthquake striking their pupils.
Unperturbed, Zhang Beixing tossed the door back to the rooftop, and he easily entered the aircraft's cabin.
Without the door, the sound of the propellers outside crazily whirring couldn't be muffled at all. The noise was exceptionally loud, rumbling with deafening force.
Zhang Beixing looked at them with a smile, clicked his tongue, and teased, "What, seeing me show up here, you all seem quite unhappy, huh?"
It's a killer line!
Listening to Zhang Beixing's broken English, they could roughly understand what he was saying.
