Soon, Jin's motorcade arrived at Hanshi Airport, but Song Hongyan did not let Ye Fan get off the car.
She asked Ye Fan to change his clothes and shoes, put him in the clothes of a businessman, and also gave him a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
Song Hongyan is most likely to cover up Ye Fan's silhouette.
Ye Fan asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
"When we go back today, let's go separately!"
Song Hongyan gave Ye Fan another satchel: "Later, we will gather your substitute and board the special plane back to Longdu."
"And you took these three passports and air tickets, determined our departure time, and then randomly selected flights from Gangcheng, China Shipping, and Hengcheng to board the flight back."
She smiled: "In troubled times, there are some things that we have to be more careful about."
Ye Fan's heart moved: "Are you worried that the Fu Bang family can't suppress the grief and anger of Fu Bang's death, and will suddenly cause trouble to the special plane we left?"
"The air control in the South is in the hands of Fubang and the others, and their various missiles are also on the border. They accidentally fired on a whim and had no choice but to resist."
Song Hongyan's eyes flashed with light: "Even masters in the heavenly realm will be shattered to pieces."
"Although Master Quan has given enough suppression, and Jin Zhiyuan has completed the negotiation, I still don't think about your life or death between the thoughts of whether to open fire at the Black Hawk Camp."
"For the Fubon family, it is too tempting to kill their son with just one click of a button."
"Although I believe they will be condemned afterwards and brutally retaliated by Master Quan, these are meaningless compared to your death."
"Let's not take any chances."
She thought very carefully and reached out to touch Ye Fan's cheek: "The safety of you sneaking into civil aviation is far better than the chance of being on a private plane."
"This won't work. If Fu Bang is really evil and cowardly, I can certainly escape with my body, but you will all be shattered to pieces."
Ye Fan did not hesitate to reject Song Hongyan's request: "Why don't we all disperse and take a flight back."
"This is just my guess, I'm just taking precautions. Don't be too nervous. It's possible that I'm just being overly concerned."
Song Hongyan smiled and comforted Ye Fan: "Sitting separately is a waste of manpower and material resources. It's unnecessary. Don't worry, I will deliberately let people see the double before the special plane takes off."
"In this way, Fubang and the others will know that you are no longer on the special plane, and they will not take action against us little minions."
"That's it, we'll see each other tonight."
Song Hongyan kissed Ye Fan on the forehead, then threw her clothes to a stand-in of similar stature and asked him to put on Ye Fan's clothes and board the plane with her.
Ye Fan wanted to say something, but the car door had been closed, and there was only the shadow of the woman leaving in his field of vision.
He looked at Song Hongyan's back and felt indescribably moved in his heart. The woman would rather take risks herself to ensure his safety.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan came out in time for his ticket and passed the security check quickly.
When passing through the entrances of various flights, Ye Fan casually took out a ticket from his bag.
He glanced at Hong Kong City.
Ye Fan didn't hesitate at all, and quickly got into the Hong Kong flight with the flow of people.
Not long after, Ye Fan was sitting in the first class seat.
As soon as he sat down, he heard the sound of footsteps.
Then, the Porsche woman whom I saw on the road walked in surrounded by several bodyguards in black.
The woman in red dressed in a bat shirt, short skirt and stockings. She dressed herself up fashionably and beautifully. As soon as she entered the cabin, her eyes lit up.
Her outline and style made it easy for Ye Fan to identify her as a woman from the Xiang Kingdom.
And judging from her movements, she is a neat person.
Several bodyguards in black glanced at the first-class cabin and also checked the location of the woman in red.
After seeing nothing unusual, they asked the woman in red to sit down.
The woman in red sat in front of Ye Fan, adjusted her seat, and leaned back, but soon stopped.
She also turned to glance at Mark, and then nodded politely: "Sorry, I want to take a nap."
Ye Fan responded with a smile: "It's okay, I still have room here."
Then he sniffed slightly again.
The perfume on the woman in red is not strong or irritating. On the contrary, it smells very good, with a hint of lavender.
She smiled slightly at Mark: "Thank you!"
Several bodyguards in black were distributed around the woman in red. At one point, they wanted to change places with Ye Fan, but the woman in red shook her head gently and stopped them.
The arrival of the woman in red and the others made the sixteen-seat first-class cabin seem full.
"Whoosh -" Just when Ye Fan was about to close his eyes and relax, the door of the first-class cabin opened again, and a middle-aged woman wearing black walked in.
The middle-aged woman has a thin figure and wears a pair of sunglasses. Her left hand seems to have been fractured. It was put in a plaster, fixed with a wooden stick, and then hung around her neck.
Seeing that she was an injured person, the flight attendant enthusiastically helped her, but she didn't have any luggage, so she guided her to sit in the last seat.
When everyone cast sympathetic glances at her, Ye Fan frowned.
He pushed up his glasses slightly, stared at the middle-aged woman's expression, and then looked at her plastered hand.
"Swish swish -" Ye Fan tilted his head towards the middle-aged woman, and then twitched his nose a few times.
Among the smells of perfume, red wine, steak, plaster, alcohol, etc., Ye Fan caught a hint of metal and nitric acid.
He looked tense.
Ye Fan threw away the blanket and stood up and walked out of the first class cabin. He glanced at the reflection in the glass as he passed by the business class cabin.
What surprised Ye Fan was that the woman in black did not follow him.
This made Ye Fan instinctively stop.
At this time, a tall stewardess came over and said to Ye Fan: "Sir, the plane is about to take off, please go back to your seat!"
Another stewardess with double eyelids also warned: "Sir, it's dangerous for you to stand like this. You'd better return to your seat as soon as possible."
"Contact the captain, I want to see him."
Ye Fan looked solemn: "I have something very important!"
The tall stewardess smiled faintly: "Sir, the captain is busy right now. Can we wait until the flight takes off to talk about anything?"
She obviously regarded Mark as one of the countless weird passengers who were messing around.
In recent years, passengers either wanted to take a photo with the captain or enter the cockpit to install the forks, or they asked the captain to help with the investigation because they had something serious to do.
"It's over after takeoff!"
Ye Fan whispered: "There are gangsters on the plane, and there are thunder bombs on her body."
Thunder?
The tall stewardess trembled, her pretty face indescribable surprise, and then looked at Ye Fan and joked: "Sir, do you know that you will be criminally responsible for saying this?"
"I advise you not to cause trouble again, otherwise you will be arrested and put in jail."
The stewardess with double eyelids curled her lips disdainfully: "Besides, there are really gangsters, how do you know he has explosives on him?
He showed it to you."
The two flight attendants stared at Ye Fan with mocking smiles. In order to meet the captain, this guy really dared to say anything.
After all, airport security is so meticulous, how could a gangster come in with a bomb?
Ye Fan smiled: "I smelled it..." "I smelled it?"
Do you think you are a police dog?"
The two stewardesses looked at each other and smiled, and became even more disgusted with Ye Fan, believing that he was the one causing trouble.
"I'll give you one last chance. Go back to your seat immediately, or I'll call the detectives to take you away."
The tall stewardess opened her red lips: "This international flight with hundreds of people is not a place where you can cause trouble."
The stewardess with double eyelids shook her wrist and sneered: "How about you smell what perfume I am wearing..." Ye Fan looked at the two beautiful stewardesses, stared at the nameplates on their chests and said lightly: "You, Zhang You
Yes, I took a rose milk bath last night, drank a bottle of sakura sake, and used Chanel facial cleanser today."
"You, Yang Jiaxin, had a lot of trouble with two men today, once on the Italian sofa in the hotel, and once in the bathroom on the plane."
"The first man used cologne, and the second man used Hermès Earth perfume..." Before he could finish his words, the two flight attendants turned pale, covered their mouths, and went to find the captain in panic...
