Tang Zheng was puzzled, his hand resting on the Desert Eagle at his waist. Even with his wildly imaginative mind, he couldn't have guessed that the two flight attendants were infected with the parasitic virus.
The movements of the two flight attendants were swift. Taking advantage of Tang Zheng's moment of distraction, they had already taken off their tops and were in the process of removing their skirts.
The restroom was cramped, causing the flight attendants to bump into Tang Zheng.
"Surely they don't actually want to mess around with me, especially not on a plane!" Tang Zheng wasn't conceited enough to think he was irresistible, so he became extra cautious. He tried to push the flight attendant away and leave, but the woman in her thirties held tightly onto his waist.
A blonde flight attendant tiptoed and kissed his lips.
The primary instinct of the parasites was to increase their population, only abandoning egg-laying to consume humans in times of hunger or rage.