The figures of two men and one woman appeared in front of Kolev's eyes.

A woman wearing a long slit skirt had her arms locked and her mouth covered by a burly man wearing a black windbreaker behind her.

Another slightly thin man strangled the woman's neck with both hands, trying to cause mechanical suffocation.

The woman's beautiful face turned red.

Her soft body, which lacked exercise, was unable to form any effective counterattack.

But at this moment, there was a slight noise nearby. She moved her eyes with the two men and saw... Kolev who had just finished removing food waste.

A glimmer of hope burned in her eyes, and she kept whining.

'Oh, a simple murder.'

Kolev thought for two seconds.

He was thinking about how an ordinary old man would react when he saw this scene.

The thin man let go of the woman's neck and quickly approached Kolev with a fierce look in his eyes.

Kolev immediately made a decision, his eyes became unfocused, and the civilized stick hit the ground quickly. His short, thin, old body did not pose any threat to the two assailants.

The thin man accelerated, took half a step forward, clenched his fist and punched Kolev on the bridge of the nose!

Haha, such a low-level temptation.

Kolev concluded that it was the first time for this young man to do such dirty work. Hidden under the seemingly ferocious expression was nervousness and uneasiness. The other person should not have been a thug before today, so he only needed to maintain his integrity. If you stay calm and pretend to be blind, the opponent's fists will most likely stop...

boom!

Kolev stumbled to the ground, his vision went black and he was out of breath.

The young man's Adam's apple trembled as he looked at the old man who had lost the ability to move. His nose trembled slightly and he whispered in Sherman Imperial dialect:

"Everything is for my country."

"I'm willing to bear the guilt for this."

"I'm willing to bear the guilt for this!"

The man clenched his fists and was about to press Kolev's neck!

Sudden.

"Uncle Hatton? Are you in there?"

Yang Ming's voice sounded outside the door.

Kolev was still a little dizzy and in a daze, unable to respond in time.

The two men who committed the crime looked at each other and saw the tension in each other's eyes. The automatic sliding door that they had blocked with a mop was already in danger of being pulled open.

The mop rod made of poor material has begun to bend!

The woman whose mouth was covered struggled hard and whimpered from her mouth.

The burly man behind her couldn't help but growl: "How come so many people are involved!"

"I'll take care of this outside, you hold her down!"

The thin man who was stunned by Kolev immediately jumped towards the door of the bathroom.

Kolev finally woke up a little, looked up at the back of the assailant, his nose trembled slightly, and he opened his mouth and shouted:

"Damn it! I'm going to die!"

boom!

The automatic door of the bathroom was kicked open by Yang Ming!

The assailant who had just arrived at the door flew backwards along with the alloy door panel, and his waist hit the washstand two meters behind.

Yang Ming rushed into the bathroom like a cheetah!

The burly man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately dropped the woman and turned around to fight back, but Yang Ming's speed made it impossible for him to make any response.

The hand blade hit the burly man's neck with one blow, causing the guy to roll his eyes and fall forward, pressing the woman to the ground.

But fortunately, his neck did not deform mechanically.

——Yang Ming controlled his strength exquisitely.

"Are you okay Uncle Hatton?"

Yang Ming turned to look at Kolev, whose nose was bleeding.

Kolev covered his nose, stood up tremblingly with the stick in hand, walked angrily to the sink, raised the stick in his hand, and cursed through gritted teeth:

"No one ever punched me in the nose! Never!"

Then he used the civilized stick in his hand to whip the man in front of him in a series of brutal ways.

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man seemed fine at first glance.

"Uncle Hatton! How are your injuries?"

Yang Ming didn't look at the struggling woman. He moved forward to support Kolev and whispered quickly in his ear:

"That's enough, stop fighting, now start playing the victim!"

He immediately shouted to the door:

"Come here! Help! There are two gangsters attacking us here!"

Kolev blinked and immediately leaned on Yang Ming's arm, moaning loudly.

"I'm done, oh, my brain is shocked...I will definitely sue this Star Airlines, their security work is as bad as scum."

Yang Ming glanced at the woman with the corner of his sight. The woman had not yet been able to break away from the burly man's 'embrace'. At the moment, she was just lying there panting, with a series of tears dripping from the corners of her eyes.

Spy? Agent?

Yang Ming had to think of the current chaotic situation in the Luofeng Empire.

But he didn't do much at the moment.

Xiao Lu had already driven the Feinan to the outskirts of the Luofeng First Star two galactic days ago, and was now rapidly collecting regional information through the satellite network surrounding the administrative star.

Yang Ming didn't want to be involved in any strange incidents before receiving Lu's report and figuring out how to maximize his profits.

Several flight attendants rushed in one after another.

A small-scale riot broke out here.

…

Before the Starliner passenger ship arrived at the first star of the Luofeng Empire, two hundred-meter-class standing patrol ships stopped the passenger ship. Two teams of men and women in white uniforms quickly took control of the head area of ​​the passenger ship.

Yang Ming and Kolev, who had already made confessions, were called in for questioning.

Yang Ming looked innocent.

Kolev kept holding his nose and wailing, with tears of grievance still filling his old eyes.

This made the young man and woman responsible for questioning them speak much softer.

"We are very sorry, Mr. Hatton, and we sympathize with what you have experienced today."

"Obviously, you two, you rescued the beautiful lady over there. It has been initially determined that the murderers are two members of the rebel organization who have sneaked into the cabin."

"Please rest assured that they have been controlled and will not cause any further harm to you."

"Can you two recount what happened before?"

Yang Ming frowned and said: "Rebel organization? Uncle, do we have to reconsider our investment plan?"

Kolev nodded: "I regret the decision to invest and build a factory here! It's such a mess here! This is the biggest insult I have ever received in my life! They actually hit me in the nose! Oh, poor me

, a frail nose that may be cremated in a few years! How can it be so miserable!"

The two young team members looked at each other, and their attitudes suddenly became more guilty.

They don't dare to offend these investors, who may be guests of local politicians.

The inquiry ended hastily.

The other party’s more pointed question was about Yang Ming’s combat effectiveness:

"Mr. Yang Ming, your behavior will definitely be defined as self-defense. Please don't worry about this. But one of them was seriously injured and his spine was broken..."

The male police officer who asked the question pondered for a few times: "You have received combat training, right?"

"My uncle is a billionaire."

Yang Ming explained calmly:

"I need to learn some fighting skills to protect his personal safety. A life of material wealth will inevitably be a bit boring, so I enjoy exercising my body."

As he spoke, Yang Ming opened up his suit and shirt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, and asked the female team member opposite to push up her glasses.

"Oh," the male police officer nodded, "Are you Mr. Hatton's bodyguard?"
To be continued...