Chapter 67 Die in My Hands

In the early morning. Viola sat in the first-class cabin of the plane and sipped her coffee. She was still very energetic. She looked out of the window, but it was a pity that it was so dark outside that even the outline of the clouds was difficult to identify. Viola was not in the mood and was about to look away. Under the refraction of the small window, she saw a familiar figure. The man was wearing sunglasses, and after exchanging a glance with her, he turned his head, avoiding her sight. Viola became alert. She quietly looked around and suddenly found that the bodyguards she brought with her had been in a coma. So were other passengers. It was strange. She sensed the danger. She stood up and wanted to go to the other cabins to take a look, but when she turned around, she found a man in a suit walking toward her with a few people who were as strong as him. It was the