"Tap, tap."

Strange footsteps sounded.

The flight attendant smiled and came to the little girl's side: "You're bleeding, it needs to be taken care of. Come with me."

As the flight attendant took the girl away, she stopped the passengers who were fighting: "The Qingqing Grassland is a harmonious and friendly big family. Please don't fight!"

However, just as the flight attendant finished speaking, a burly man rushed towards her.

Like a cannibal, his mouth wide open.

Others also realized and rushed over, layer upon layer, pressing towards the flight attendant and the little girl.

"Ah—"

A piercing scream sounded, and the crowd scattered in a commotion.

You looked up and only saw a fleeting shadow, and the man who had pounced earlier disappeared.

The people around had expressions of horror and fear.

A fresher scent of grass spread in the air, and the flight attendant smiled again, repeating the same sentence: "The Qingqing Grassland is a harmonious and friendly big family. Please don't fight!"

This time, no one made a sound anymore.

A pale-faced colleague returned to your side and told you that the man had stepped into nothingness and fell into the plane.

You looked at the smooth and even floor, and a chill ran down your spine.

Subsequently, someone speculated that the man might have stepped on a mechanism and was confined in a small dark room.

The cabin returned to silence.