Chapter 257 (1/2)

Late autumn night, always with a trace of cold.

At Jianghai International Airport, there is a flight to Qingshui at 2:00 a.m. now there is still half an hour before boarding. The passengers have come to the airport one after another, waiting for the arrival of time in the waiting hall, and boarding starts in five minutes. We are not at all sleepy.

Some people are about to return to their own group of joy, some people are about to go abroad, everyone's face, full of life.

Boarding has already started, only 15 minutes before departure. Five cars quickly stop outside the airport, and 20 people continue to come down from them. Each of them is dressed as a tourist. It seems that they are tourists.

It's just that their eyes occasionally look around, but it's just that they're not ordinary people.

When twenty people were standing in every corner seemingly unintentionally but deliberately, the door of the car in the middle was opened and a foot was stretched out. Under such light, the glittering leather shoes passed by. The first feeling was that this was a meticulous person.

Then a young man in his twenties appeared completely, his hair combed meticulously, and the whole person looked energetic and capable. The first 20 people came out slowly and drew closer after the young people appeared.

People who work hard all year round take a look here, or look at that young man, and you can judge whether he is rich or expensive!

The young man habitually looked around the surrounding environment, the corner of his mouth hook up a touch of light ridicule: ”blockade the main roads, can't this young master go aboveboard?”

I don't know who said such a sentence to. The youth went to the inside, and twenty people escorted him, which showed that the identity of this person was not simple. Some gold worshippers looked at them and subconsciously clamped their legs. Facing the money owner, they would always have a desire to be conquered.

Not to mention the people in front of them, they still look very young.

A group of people entered the airport hall and went directly to the VIP passage. The people there just saw their arrival, checked them selectively, and then opened the channel for them to pass, as if they knew who they were.

”The wind is low, the target appears, and now it's in the airport.”

As they passed through the VIP passage, an ordinary black car came out of the airport. Melanie sat in the driver's seat and looked at the figure that could be seen inside. Her eyes glanced at the light killing plane: ”as shown in the data, there are 21 people, each of them is quite a few. This time, we can catch all of them in one net.”

Sitting in the back, Chu Feng just glanced casually, and saw that there was still eight minutes to take off. The corners of his mouth casually raised: ”we can wait for the play quietly.”

When the voice dropped, the door behind was opened. Xia Yan appeared here with a chubby middle-aged man. As soon as the former was pushed down, the middle-aged man entered the car, and Xia Yan said when he closed the door: ”there is little wind. This is the deputy general manager of the airport. The person who passes through the airport this evening is the green light he has turned on.”

Less wind?

The body of the middle-aged man who was brought by Xia Yan at home had a huge shock. He recalled the two words he said from Xia Yan's mouth. As a person with a good reputation in the river and sea, he was too clear about what it meant. He swallowed his mouth and said, ”little wind, don't you know if you have any orders?”

”It's good to know me!” Chu Feng looked at the trembling middle-aged man beside him and leaned back a little: ”I only ask you a question. If you can do something, you can go down from here, or your deputy general manager. If you can't, I will send you to the crematorium.”

Chu Feng seems careless, but it contains the meaning of killing, which makes the middle-aged man tremble: ”if the wind has nothing, just say it. Even if it is my life, I will give it to you. Don't kill me!”

”Give me my life, and I don't want to kill you. Is it contradictory?”

Chufeng laughed with astonishment, patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: ”now give the airport management personnel a call and say that there are technical problems in the flight taking off, and the departure is delayed. In addition, you can selectively tell me, who asked you to arrange 21 people to board the plane?”

The middle-aged man frowned. Chu Feng didn't disturb him. He just had a knife flashing cold light in his hand: ”there are five minutes to take off, and four minutes to think about it!”