Ye Zetao suddenly thought of a key question and asked the flight attendant in a low voice: "Does the plane have enough fuel to fly across the ocean?"

This is the most critical issue. If there is no oil, the consequences will be too serious.

"With a flight time of ** hours, there is no problem with this plane." The stewardess said after arriving and knowing the situation well.

At this time, the shame on the stewardess's face was much lessened. However, after taking a look at the condition of Ye Zetao's pants, her face turned red again.

Ye Zetao felt a little more relieved at this time and listened carefully to the situation behind him. When he heard someone moaning, he guessed that the injured person was not dead.

It was impossible for Ye Zetao to do anything now, let alone save that person. He could only hope that the person was not seriously injured and could survive.

Looking at the black man still standing there, Ye Zetao really didn't understand how these foreigners could fly such a long distance by hijacking a plane. A flight of 1 hour was not a short distance!

After thinking about it for a while, Ye Zetao still couldn't figure out the situation, so he could only sit there and ignore it.

Gan Youlan and Ye Zetao were squeezed very tightly at this time, and her whole body was leaning on Ye Zetao's body, so she no longer felt uneasy.

What a depressing voyage!

Ye Zetao looked at the black man standing there and pondered. Could this black man have been standing there for ** hours? If so, killing him would not be a challenge at all.
Chapter completed!