The top-secret fighter jet that was under test flight suddenly ran to Mongolia and was shot down. This incident directly triggered an earthquake inside the bear, and the world media had eye-catching news materials, and waves of reporters and intelligence personnel ran towards Ulaanbaatar.

However, after Zhou Qingfeng, the culprit, shot the skydiving T-50 pilot, he stopped paying attention to the fighter plane that was still flying forward. He drove the F-22 to open the time gate and returned to the wasteland. After a moment, he appeared with a rocket backpack on his backpack and flew to Ulaanbaatar Airport to meet his companions and set off again.

During the long flight of more than ten hours, the T-50 incident has become a global topic, and everyone is discussing why the Mao Wang's super fighter plane crashed in Mongolia. This has diluted the sensation of the five people who arrived in Paris in the wasteland of Linsen to a certain extent.

After leaving Charles de Gaulle Airport, Zhou Qingfeng didn't see any fans at all. The butcher was a little disappointed, but Lina felt that this was the French style. The group booked a room at the Morris Hotel in the center of Paris, and the hotel provided them with a special butler and a convoy to greet them.

As a top-notch existence established in the early 18th century, the Morris Hotel has always been famous for its European royal style. Check here, the Louvre is nearby, and the Eiffel Tower can be seen at the sight of it. Many Paris attractions are at your fingertips.

There are no tall buildings in Paris, and the whole city looks very open. When Zhou Qingfeng stands on the balcony of the hotel suite, you can see the city's skyline at a glance.

The hotel style that combines modern and luxurious style and classical luxury surprises women like Lena. Even Zhou Qingfeng feels a little lazy in comfort when staying in this hotel.

At night, the five of them had a dinner together on the balcony of the hotel. Under the deep starry sky, the night view of Paris was right in front of them. The crisp sound of cups and cups colliding accompanied by the laughter of Zhou Qingfeng and others.

The hotel housekeeper comes from time to time to submit some invitation cards and interview letters. Many European entertainment media are very interested in the "Wasteland Five". There are too many topics to explore in this phenomenon-level combination.

"Interview, interview, or interview. Oh..., there is a magazine here to take a fashion photo for me."

"I'm also interviewing here. Well... and dinner invitations. They are all loyal friends waiting for my reply."

"I actually have a courtship letter here, and there is more than one letter. Oh..., this word is so stingy."

"For Mao, you either interview or dinner, but what I received was a donation request from the Care Foundation."

Hahaha…….

Except for Zhou Qingfeng, the other four people worked hard in the wasteland for more than two years. This will bring them great joy to the luxury, and just opening the letter makes them very happy.

Zhou Qingfeng received a lot of letters. French fans probably don’t like to go to the airport to block people, but they don’t mind using simple letters to express their love for their idols.

However, compared to the other four people disassembled the letters at will, Zhou Qingfeng's letters were inspected by the national security personnel who followed him. Kaifeng. Since the thrilling scene above Ulaanbaatar appeared, a security team of heads of state immediately gathered around him.

"Mr. Lin, these emails are safe, most of them are invitations, interviews and letters of love." Xiao Jinlang specially appointed Zhou Qingfeng as a secretary. At this moment, he was doing the simplest secretarial work with a stern face.

"Most? What are the small part?" Zhou Qingfeng turned down all the social letters and asked only the special ones.

More than a hundred thick letters were quickly replaced by a simple small paper bag. Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the paper bag and shook it gently. Something special inside was shaking up and down. The paper bag was opened and poured towards the dining table, and a bullet fell out.

The waiter standing on the balcony was responsible for pouring wine immediately screamed and retreated, and ran away in panic. Lina and others, who were originally laughing, were also frosty. The female officer continued to explain: "We have just had an examination, no fingerprints, no origin, and no clues.

We have contacted the Paris police and the French security department, and they said they will do their best to ensure your safety in France. Our people are always around you, but I hope you can cooperate in some situations."

Zhou Qingfeng twisted the bullet and put it in front of him to look at it. Before he could speak, the hotel waiter who had just escaped hurriedly followed the manager to come back. The manager apologized to Zhou Qingfeng at a very fast speed, saying that they would take security measures, but Zhou Qingfeng shook his head.

"Don't care too much." Zhou Qingfeng waved to the hotel manager, and let the other party go down lightly. He said to the female Guoan officer beside him: "It's just a bullet, and the person who sent the bullet must not know who he was provoking?"

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to get up as he said, but the female officer around him directly pressed his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, I know that your identity is special, but please leave professional matters to professionals. Just go on vacation with peace of mind. As long as you don't cause trouble, we can meet all your requirements."

"All requests?"

"Yes... everything!"

The half-squatted female officer stood up, as if she wanted to show off her full breasts. Her decisive expression was like feeding a tiger with her body. But after Zhou Qingfeng looked at her beautiful face, he lowered his head and approached the other person's face and said softly: "You think beautifully!"

The female officer was so angry... Everything was as usual. The other person had good psychological qualities.

When Mr. Zhou teased the female officer, the butcher grabbed the bullet from his hand, looked carefully for a few seconds and said, "The 7.62 mm AK rifle bullet is a military remaining bullet, and the stock is very large. There is a circle of fine words on it, which seems to be in Russian. I need a magnifying glass to see clearly."

"We have read the above words, and the sentence is 'Life is a glass of blood mixed with pain and despair, only warriors deserve to drink it'." said the female military officer of Guoan with a cold face. "This seems to be the motto of a Russian gangster, and we are checking it."

Hearing this motto, Minsk's body shook suddenly. He grabbed the bullet, glanced for a few times and grabbed the bullet in his palm. The tall and strong man stood up suddenly and strode outward.

"Hi... Minsk, where are you going?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, "Do you want help?"

Minsk shook his head and continued to walk out.

The butcher also stood up and said to Zhou Qingfeng when he left: "Minsk has a grudge and is going to settle it. I will also go to meet an old friend I don't know yet."

What?

Zhou Qingfeng remembered that, but the female officer of Guoan grabbed his arm tightly, and was as if he was trying his best to let go. Zhou Qingfeng was so happy that he said to the female officer: "Hi, girl, you can't stop me."

Minsk was about to walk out of the suite. He grabbed his coat hanging on the hanger and said to Zhou Qingfeng on the balcony: "Victor, stay in the hotel. I have to deal with some things myself, and I don't want you to interfere."

Zhou Qingfeng was extremely puzzled and inexplicably.

But Katerina also got up and followed, "I'll go and see, make sure those two men won't cause any major trouble."

Lina is the most innocent. She is writing a reply to her fans. Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng seemed to want to follow, she said quietly: "The three of them can start a small war, and you should worry about their enemies."

Uh..., that's what I said!.
Chapter completed!