Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234 It Was Meaningless!

Time could not be reversed, and the dead could not be revived. It was meaningless to talk about this now.

The plane was still shaking, and Hank frowned. His old illness was acting up again. Lyra kept looking at the other side. No matter what he did, he could not save the tragedy that had already happened. “Be careful! Please return to your seats,” The flight attendant shouted, trying her best to control the situation. “I want to see the captain.”

Someone shouted and then rushed forward from the back of the cabin. Two or three men pushed the flight attendant to the ground. “Get lost!”

The scene was extremely chaotic.

The few people saw that there were only a few passengers in the business class, and they were sitting so steadily. They immediately spat on the ground, “Rich people can enjoy it like this? Get up, if you want to die, we’ll die together.” They looked around and their eyes were locked on Lyra.

They reached out to pull her up. “Don’t touch her.” Hank’s face darkened. He took the risk to unbuckle his seat belt and grabbed the man’s wrist.

“It’s none of your business!” The man was not convinced. He swung his hand forcefully, turned around, and pounced towards Hank.

Lyra’s eyes widened. “Don’t…” She shouted subconsciously. Hank was momentarily dazed. He looked at her, and in the next second, his side profile took a solid punch. Coupled with the turbulence of the plane, he fell onto the hatch of the plane. It was unknown where the spikes protruded from, but it scratched his forehead.

“Blood!”

The man who hit him panicked and staggered to the side. “I didn’t touch you. You fell down on your own.” Because of the airflow, the plane was still shaking. Two security guards came over

Chapter 234 It Was Meaningless! and pulled the rioting passengers behind.

All the noise gradually died down. “Sorry, Mr. Barnwell, are you okay?” After the plane returned to normal, the flight attendant immediately rushed over to check on Hank.

“Give him a glass of water,” Lyra said lightly. Then she walked over and pulled him up.

Hank stood up with the support of the seat. His face was pale and cold, but the first thing he did after he stood up was to grab Lyra’s fingertips and touch the faint temperature of her hand. Only then did the man’s gaze soften a little.

It was good that she was fine.

Lyra pulled her hand back. The man turned his head to look at her with a sense of loss between his eyebrows. The entire crew was extremely sorry for this small accident. They had come over several times to apologize to Hank.

“We have already communicated with the two passengers. When the plane lands, they will come over to apologize to you. We have already asked the medical vehicle to wait in the parking lot so that you can do a comprehensive examination.”

“No need.” Hank raised his hand.

“But…”

He glanced over, and the vice-captain could only nod first. “Alright, if you need anything later, you can inform the flight attendants at any time.” The lights in the cabin lit up one after another Lyra sat in her seat and stopped looking at him. “When the plane lands, Keith will come in to pick you up. You go with him.” “What if I say no?”

She was not Alma, and she would be at his mercy.

“Can you listen to me once?” Hank’s face darkened.