"Ladies and gentlemen: The plane has landed at Linhai International Airport. The outside temperature is 31 degrees Celsius..."
Chu Songhan stood up, picked up his luggage, and walked out of the plane under the smiling eyes of the flight attendant.
Chu Songhan dragged his suitcase and walked out of the airport slowly.
Standing at the entrance of the airport, Chu Songhan lit a cigarette, called the driver who came to pick him up, and then squinted his eyes to look at everything in front of him.
I'm back!
I have been living abroad for these years, and although I have lived a top-notch luxurious life, it is not my own country after all, and I feel uncomfortable after all.
Thanks to that little guy named Lin Chen. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to come back. After all, the guy he crippled was the son of an important figure in the family. He had a bright future, but it was all ruined because of him.
A black Mercedes-Benz sedan slid over, and a young man in his thirties opened the door and ran over diligently to help him put the suitcase.
"Hello Mr. Chu, my name is Yang Yifan, you can just call me Xiao Yang."
The two got into the car, and the driver Yang Yifan started the car and asked cautiously: "The owner has already booked a hotel for you, can I take you directly to the hotel now?"
"OK."
Chu Songhan curled his lips: "If you don't do things, you won't even be allowed to enter the house. The Chu family is still so heartless. It's so boring."
Yang Yifan didn't dare to say anything, so he could only smile awkwardly and then concentrate on driving.
Chu Songhan lit a cigarette, looked at the tall buildings outside, and suddenly sighed: "The city has changed so much. When I left, it was not so prosperous..."
The car left the airport and headed towards the hotel.
Just when Chu Songhan was lost in his past thoughts, a car rushed up from behind. It seemed that he couldn't brake in time and hit the rear of the car.
Chu Songhan suddenly rushed forward. He reached out and pressed down on the front seat to steady himself. He glanced back and frowned slightly.
Yang Yifan stopped the car and said apologetically: "Mr. Chu, wait a moment, I'll get out of the car and take a look."
A young man got out of the car behind and yelled: "There are no cars on the road. You are driving so slowly and you are making trouble. I will pay you!"
Yang Yifan sneered: "You are solely responsible for the rear-end collision. Haven't you learned the traffic rules?"
"Fuck you!"
The young man grabbed Yang Yifan's clothes, pulled him to his car, and pointed to the deformed front bumper: "Tell me, how much is the compensation?"
Yang Yifan was shocked by the young man's arrogant attitude. He worked for the Chu family and he was always the only one who was arrogant in front of others. How had he ever been blackmailed in such a bad way?
"Are you tired of living and blackmailing me?"
Yang Yifan sneered and grabbed the young man with his backhand, preparing to teach him a lesson. Although he was not very strong, he was still a practitioner who cultivated inner energy. For an ordinary strong man, he could easily beat him alone.
"How dare you take action if you don't pay compensation?"
The young man sneered and blocked his hand, then slapped Yang Yifan directly on the face.
Yang Yifan felt as if his face had been hit by a hammer, stars flashed in his eyes, and he stumbled. If the young man hadn't grabbed his wrist, he would have sat down on the ground.
When Chu Songhan saw this, he frowned, opened the car door, and walked out.
Although he didn't want to deal with such a trivial matter, he couldn't just sit idly by and ignore the driver being beaten.
He was not prepared to argue with the other party. He was a person who often killed people abroad. Over the years, he had killed hundreds of people. Now on the ground near the sea, the Chu family was blackmailed. Wouldn't he be laughed at if he said this?
Losing big teeth?
"Let go!"
Chu Songhan shouted in a low voice and slapped the young man on the back.
The young man was caught off guard. He was slapped directly on the front of the car and screamed.
Chu Song smiled coldly, reached out and pulled Yang Bufan up. Just as he was about to speak, the car door opened and the woman sitting in the passenger seat ran out and shouted in panic: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"
The young woman glanced at the man, turned her head and glared at Chu Songhan: "How dare you hit my husband..."
The young woman rushed towards Chu Songhan. The way she bared her teeth and claws made Chu Songhan sneer in his heart. She was quite beautiful, she was indeed a shrew!
Just when Chu Songhan was about to raise his hand to give the young woman a big-eared lesson to teach him how to behave, the woman's hand movements suddenly changed, like a butterfly piercing a flower, and a punch suddenly hit Chu Songhan unexpectedly.
Tricky!
ferocious!
Chu Songhan's eyelids suddenly twitched, and his years of fighting instinct made him subconsciously take a step across and block his eyes with his hands.
"Bang!"
The young woman's fist hit his arm. The fierce and domineering force sent his body flying backwards and hit the car heavily. His arm hurt as if it was broken, and his whole body felt as if it was broken.
It looks like it will crack.
Grandmaster!
This young woman is actually a master!
This idea just appeared in his mind. The young man whom he had slapped on the front of the car had already been approaching him like a ghost, and then punched him hard in the chest.