The capital of Young Emperor's goods is only 80 million, and the selling price is only 200 million.
This time, it was all he who made the profit.
After all the commotion, it got dark. Everyone was ready to go. It was already past 21 o'clock.
The night sky tonight is beautiful. Although the stars are not as bright as when the moon is full, there are enough. Looking from a distance, the sky looks like a sea of stars.
This kind of night sky is also very suitable for sailing. There is no strong wind and no clouds, so it is the safest.
"Xitian, the helicopter is much bigger than it looks on TV!" Xia Ziluo sat on the helicopter, like a curious baby, looking around, and occasionally leaning on the window to look down.
Looking down at the earth from a high place, one suddenly feels that the world is small but the mountains and rivers are majestic.
"Luo'er, is this your first time flying?" Murong Xitian thought that this kind of means of transportation was very common, just like people in ancient times riding horses.
Xia Ziluo smiled and shook his head: "Of course not. But I took a civil aviation flight, and that big plane is bigger than a helicopter. Taking that one is like squeezing into a bus, but the fare is countless times that of a bus."
The young emperor who listened to their conversation suddenly opened his eyes.
Crowded on the bus?
How does a person like her, whose family is full of antiques, have to squeeze into public transportation? He has grown up and played with airplanes and driven sports cars, but he has never taken public transportation.
"It turns out that the princess has this hobby. Is it fun to squeeze in the bus? I heard it's like a sandwich, rolled around in the middle..." The young emperor burst out laughing before he finished speaking.
Xia Ziluo stared at him: "Tsk, what's so great about the second generation of black men who were born with a silver spoon in their mouths! Don't compare with your father if you have the ability, compare with your strength."
"Actually, being better than your father is also a kind of capital. I have it, but you don't... No, your father's strength is extraordinary, and his father's status must be more noble." The young emperor was embarrassed. After so long, he
Still haven't found out the details of these two people.
"That's right, our Xitian's father is a nine-five-year-old." Xia Ziluo returned to Murong Xitian with a smile, and naturally hugged his arm when he sat down.
Murong Xitian fastened her seat belt, then stretched out his hand to rub her head: "So, in the end, it's better to compete with dad?"
Um, this...
"It's different. Your father is the emperor. Even if you call the most awesome person in the 21st century, he can't beat you!" Xia Ziluo stuck out his tongue and made the most grimace.
"That's your dad too." Murong Xitian pinched the tip of her nose.
Xia Ziluo narrowed his eyes shyly: "Not yet... not yet."
"Sooner or later, and besides, in my husband's heart, there is only..." Before Murong Xitian could finish his words, he suddenly felt the plane shake violently.
Immediately afterwards, there was a strange sound of "bang bang" and "crackling".
The pilot's voice then sounded: "Sir, no! There is a sneak attack."
"TMD, who dares to sneak up on me!" The young emperor immediately set up his gun and looked out the window.
At this time, the plane has arrived at W City, and it is a few kilometers away from W City, leaving the Empress's territory. It is precisely because they have to get off the plane and change cars in W City, Lika, that the plane is flying faster now.
Low.
Just in time, right within the range of the sniper rifle.
"Quickly make an emergency landing. You can only change cars after you get off the plane. Otherwise, everyone will take the blame!" The Young Emperor shouted anxiously, but his face became calmer, showing a different cautiousness than usual.
He also has murderous aura, comparable to Shura.
The bodyguards on the plane have all loaded their bullets and are ready to go.
