Master of Heaven III

In front of the terminal hall of Florence International Airport, a black extended Mercedes slowly parked in the driveway, the rear door opened automatically, and the blond man sitting by the door leaned slightly, but did not get out of the car, but turned to The man in the suit opposite him made a gesture of invitation, and he didn't get out until the man got out of the car, and waved his hand into the car.

Several bodyguards who had followed him for a long time understood that the young man wanted to bid farewell to his friends and did not want them to follow him. After another man with a crew cut also jumped out of the car, the driver closed the door and prepared to drive to the parking lot.

The car door was about to close, and a parrot dozed off on the seat suddenly woke up. After noticing that everyone got out of the car, it hurriedly flapped its wings, and squeezed out of the narrow gap when the door was almost closed.

The movement is as fast as lightning, but because of the parrot's slightly obese body, it lacks the movement it should have. The driver responsible for closing the door broke out in a cold sweat, and instinctively pressed the door opening button repeatedly, hoping not to trap the parrot. If my beloved pet is squeezed to death, maybe the lives of their family will not be enough to pay for it.

Fortunately, the parrot managed to escape through the crack of the door, flapped its wings, twirled in the air, and stood on the shoulder of the blond man.

The man in a suit who got out of the car first went to the trunk of the car to pick up his luggage, but was stopped by the owner of the parrot. He opened the trunk first and said, "Nie, let the apprentices do this kind of thing."

Having said that, he didn't do anything himself, but turned his head to look at the muscular, crew-cut man next to him. The man understood what he meant, and gave him a look, but didn't say much, and leaned over to take the big suitcase with ease. He came out and put it on the ground. Without waiting for his instructions, he ran to the luggage cart area, pushed a cart over, put the suitcase and purse on it, and pushed it into the airport hall.

The blond man politely asked his companions to leave first, followed by himself, and said with a little regret: "Nie, I really don't want to stay for a few more days? I'm too busy recently, and I don't have time to accompany you. I just vacated You have a little free time, and you have to go again."

The man who is about to fly back from Italy is Nie Xingfeng, the president of the Nie Financial Consortium. This time he came to the Italian branch to deal with some work issues, and by the way, he visited the two apprentices here—to be exact, Is it Wei Zhengyi, the apprentice of his lover Henry Zhang, who is the inspector of the serious crime team, and his foreign junior brother Giovanni who is a gangster?Borgia.It can be seen that they cooperate very well. Basically, Wei Zhengyi will obediently carry out the order with Qiao's eyes. At least in front of him, they behaved happily together.

In fact, the domestic side is not so anxious to go back, but he is more concerned about Henry Zhang. Henry Zhang has been busy handling cases these days, and he can hardly be contacted, which makes him feel a little uneasy.Nie Xingfeng doesn't like to rely on his intuition when doing things, but he has to admit that in many cases, his intuition hits the bull's-eye-the little magic stick is so busy, he must have encountered some trouble again.

"The chairman is accompanied by the master, so you don't need to be sentimental." The "attendant" who pushed the luggage snatched Nie Xingfeng's words and said to Qiao: "Go on with your business and provide me with more criminal evidence, so as not to waste time. It will be too troublesome for me to catch you in the future."

Qiao didn't have the same knowledge as Wei Zhengyi, so he said apologetically to Nie Xingfeng: "I'm sorry, Nie, the family education is not strict, I made you laugh."

Nie Xingfeng couldn't help laughing: "The word tutor is not used in this way."

Chairman, he understands, don't be fooled by his pretty appearance, how can this foreign Mr. Dou, who is now more fluent in Chinese than his native Italian, not understand what "tutor" means?He was clearly using himself as a servant on purpose!

Pushing the luggage cart, Wei Zhengyi gritted his teeth and thought, a green light flashed in front of his eyes, the parrot was tired standing on Joe's shoulder, flapped its wings, flew to the luggage cart and sat down, Wei Zhengyi confronted the fat bird named Hamburger in front of him. Contemptuously, he said contemptuously: "If you also want to be checked, you may be overweight."

The bird turned around, with its butt facing him, in response to his rant.

The three of them came to the boarding floor, and the airline had already started checking in. Qiao asked Nie Xingfeng to sit on the seat next to him, handed Wei Zhengyi his passport and air ticket, and said, "Go and check it out."

Wei Zhengyi's cheeks puffed up. He came to Italy with this underworld young master. He was ordered by his boss to monitor him, not to be his servant. Based on Joe's more and more excessive behavior recently, Wei Zhengyi cleared his throat. , feel the need to remind this forgetful guy.

"You must be the person who checks in the luggage. This is common sense, junior."

"There is no such thing as common sense in the Borgia family, dear brother," Joe said with a smile, "Report my name, and if she dares to be wordy, tell her not to come tomorrow."

Wei Zhengyi wanted to refute, but was interrupted by Joe, who continued, "I'll buy two more drinks when I get back. I want coffee, and Nie's is green tea."

"I am not your servant, Giovanni..."

"It's an undercover police officer, I know," Qiao looked at him with a smile, "it's unprecedented to be an undercover agent to be as blatant as you are..."

Wei Zhengyi was defeated by Qiao's mixed and unclear idioms. He pushed the luggage cart and walked away without looking back.

Wei Zhengyi's response to him was to throw the hamburger back hard. If Joe hadn't dodged quickly and was hit on the chest by a fat bird, it would have been very painful.

Nie Xingfeng watched their interaction from the side, and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that Wei Zhengyi was the one who got angry every time, but Joe would only listen to Wei Zhengyi's words. They are really two brothers who grow and restrain each other. He asked: "Are you Don't you have something to say to me alone?"

"Yes, I have been a little restless these two days." Joe said frankly: "I always have some strange dreams."

Nie Xingfeng's heart skipped a beat. He has been having nightmares these past few days. A person like him who often travels around on business will not have the problem of acclimatization, but if there is danger coming, he will be more or less sensitive. But now Apart from the dream and panic, there was no other reaction, and this was what made him feel strange.

Qiao observed the situation and said, "It seems that my intuition is correct, so let Wei accompany you back this time. If there is anything, send him to charge."

"No, the environment here is complicated. It is better for Wei Zhengyi to stay. If there is something over there, Henry Zhang and I will deal with it."

Nie Xingfeng did not dare to say that Henry Zhang wanted to save face, and he was absolutely not happy to ask his apprentice to protect him. Of course, Joe understood this, so he deliberately dismissed Wei Zhengyi, but since Nie Xingfeng said so, he did not force him anymore and swept away He glanced at Burger, who was dozing off on the seat next to him.

Being scanned, the radar on Hamburg's forehead was activated immediately, and he hurriedly flew in front of Nie Xingfeng and turned around, the meaning was obvious—take me back, take me back.

Although in Hamburg's view, Henry Zhang is a combination of a stick and a villain, which has caused his majestic underworld messenger to be reduced to the point of serving as a servant for human beings, but Joe and Wei Zhengyi are not much better, so comparing the two After returning to the country, it will be more likely to return to the underworld. In order to return to the underworld as soon as possible, even if it is fooling around with a villain, it will recognize it.

It's a pity that the beautiful ideals turned into bubbles. Nie Xingfeng turned his head away as if he didn't understand its voice. Hamburg was in a hurry, and wanted to fly to Nie Xingfeng again to recommend himself, but was pulled back by Joe with his wings and threw it aside. , it was about to fight for its own rights again, when there was a loud noise from the opposite side, a man dressed gorgeously surrounded by a group of reporters and fans walked over.

The man is Asian, but he is slender and tall, and stands out in the crowd. He has gray-blonde hair and deep and delicate features. From a distance, he looks like a jade-colored doll with gorgeous carvings. The reporters chased after him. When he asked a question, he stopped in a cooperative manner, took off his sunglasses, hung them on his neckline, and deliberately posed in various poses when answering questions, which caused the fans around him to shout and the flash lights lit up.

The man has a unique charm and momentum in his gestures and gestures, as well as a little bit of seductiveness. Even Hamburg couldn't help turning his head to look a few more times. There was no one around. who is he?"

"His name is Haas.Gray. He is an internationally renowned fashion designer and image consultant. He has lived in the United States for a long time. This time he came to Italy to hold a fashion exhibition. Now that the exhibition is over, he may have to go back."

Qiao would explain that it was purely because he saw that Nie Xingfeng was interested, but when the gossip file in Hamburg was put up, he clicked his tongue and commented: "The figure is so good, I thought he was a model. Underworld, you know this much about the clothing industry, or do you like his style?"

Contempt flashed in Joe's silver eyes, "Many women in the Borgia family are fascinated by him, and they would throw a lot of money to listen to his make-up image class, but he is really proficient in make-up. Ten years ago, he looked like this, Little has changed now."

"In other words, he is a handsome boy, and he is still a handsome boy." Hamburg stared curiously at Haas and took his fan group to the consignment area, and continued to criticize, "But he looks really good."

Nie Xingfeng has heard of Haas.Gray, but only because he is not interested in entertainment news. Seeing that Wei Zhengyi came back with two big glasses of drinks in his hand, he went up to meet him and said: He thanked him and wanted to help bring over the drink, but was stopped by Joe. He took the cup of coffee, then took out Wei Zhengyi's passport ticket and boarding pass in his coat pocket, handed it to Nie Xingfeng, and said, "I'll see you off." go in."

"Hey, I lined up to buy it!" Wei Zhengyi stared.

"It's time, and the drink can't be brought in." Joe smiled at him: "But I will drink it, and your hard work will not be in vain."

"If I knew it earlier, I would have had a chin."

Qiao had never heard of Croton, but he also knew that Wei Zhengyi would not say anything good, so he ignored him, sent Nie Xingfeng to the exit gate, and said, "Bon voyage."

"It's a safe journey!" Wei Zhengyi sipped his green tea uncomfortably, and corrected: "Even if it is the common sense of the Borgia family, you can't 'fly with the wind' when flying, and it will crash directly!"

"If the plane crashes, it crashes, and Nie can't die."

"What about the people who still have another plane?"

"I don't know those people, so what does it matter to me whether they die or not?"

As soon as Qiao finished speaking, he saw Wei Zhengyi's displeased eyes staring over at him for such a trivial matter. He was also very upset, but a smile appeared on his face, and he asked gracefully: "Brother, what do you think of my spells? You have already reached the level of language skills, and if I say the plane crashes, it will crash? Then I say you will win the Mark Six lottery, do you want to buy a lottery ticket right away?"

Wei Zhengyi stopped talking and turned his head to the side, feeling extremely disgusted with himself who tried hard to teach Qiao Chinese in the first place.

In the delicate atmosphere, Nie Xingfeng felt that it would be better for him to leave immediately, so he said goodbye at the right time and entered the inspection area. The two brothers and sisters raised their hands to him and said together──

"Safe journey!"

"Bon Voyage!"

Wei Zhengyi stared at the unmodified farewell, and saw the undisguised provocation on Joe's face. He snorted, turned his head and strode forward, and Joe didn't care, drinking the coffee in the paper cup with a smile and behind.

Haas came from the opposite side. He had already left fans and reporters behind, and only took a small bag to go to the exit gate. His slender figure and gentle smile made him surrounded by following eyes everywhere he went. , Joe walked across to him, and inevitably glanced at him.

Aware of his gaze, Haas raised his eyebrows slightly, and nodded slightly to him like an acquaintance. Joe's heart jumped suddenly, and the intuition of danger rushed straight to his brain. He instinctively reached out and held the hand at his waist` The gun, but nothing happened, the man just passed him by, and walked over, leaving only the elegant fragrance all the way.

How could this be?

Joe frowned. He had been playing games with Death all year round. He trusted his intuition more than himself. He didn't dare to relax his vigilance. He put his hand on the gun and turned his head to see that Haas had already entered the inspection area and handed his passport to the staff.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Joe didn't keep up, Wei Zhengyi turned back and asked quickly when he saw that his expression was not right.

"I don't like that person." Staring at Haas who had gone away, Joe said.

Burger jumped on Joe's shoulder and whispered, "metoo."

"It's normal," Wei Zhengyi snorted, "Is it possible for a person who is liked by both of you to exist in this world?"

Qiao ignored his complaints, walked out quickly, took out his mobile phone at the same time, pressed the shortcut key of Nie Xingfeng, but turned it off after thinking about it, and called Henry Zhang, the phone was connected, Henry Zhang asked: " What's up?"

"It's okay." Hearing the electronic sound of playing a game on the other side, Joe suddenly felt powerless. They were worried here, but the person concerned was still happily indulging in the game world. What kind of rough nerve is this?Ask: "Are you still playing games so late?"

"Rui Ting just introduced a new game, and I'm trying my best to get through it. You know the chairman. When he comes back, he won't let me stay up all night."

"Then master, you have to work harder tonight," Qiao said deliberately, "I just sent Nie to the plane."

"Ah, come back so soon!"

There was a rush of tidying up from the opposite side. Qiao knew how messed up the Nie house would be without even thinking about it. Huo Li used to do the cleaning. Since Xiaobai went to board in a noble school, Huo Li also followed. Now there are only Henry Zhang and Nie Xingfeng in the family, and all the housework is left to the part-time workers, but Joe believes that the part-time workers can’t keep up with Henry Zhang’s tossing speed.

"Didn't Nie tell you that he's going back to China today?" he asked.

"No."

Hearing that Nie Xingfeng was coming back, Henry Zhang didn’t care about playing the game anymore, pressed the pause button, jumped out of bed, scanned the bedroom, and while thinking about where to start cleaning, he said: “The chairman has been busy these days. , I call him every time. Speaking of this, please let me complain about your communication service industry in Italy. It’s really bad.

Joe frowned, and Wei Zhengyi listened together in his ear. When he heard Henry Zhang’s complaint, he immediately waved his hands nervously. Nie Xingfeng called Henry Zhang and said he was returning to China. If Henry Zhang didn’t answer, who answered the phone?How much does that person have to pretend to be able to make Nie Xingfeng's voice so flawless?

The two walked out of the airport hall. It was already evening outside, and the afterglow of the setting sun was shining. However, the dangerous haze not only did not subside, but became heavier. Qiao quickly turned a few thoughts in his mind, but did not break them down. Looking at Wei Zhengyi He was trying to make gestures with him, pointing at himself and then at Hamburg, his expression was tangled up in anxiety, he smiled and asked: "Master, Wei Wei and I are also playing games during this time, it's very interesting, would you like to play games?" play?"

Henry Zhang’s voice suddenly rose a few decibels, and he asked with interest: “What game? Let’s hear it.”

"ANGRY BIRDS."

"Oh, I've played this one. The story of a few birds and stupid pigs is a bit monotonous."

"No, Master, I'm talking about the real-life Angry Birds."

Joe's silver eyes swept over Hamburg flying in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, feeling the breath of conspiracy, Hamburg immediately turned around, a tuft of hair on his head stood up, looking at them suspiciously with bird eyes, Wei Zhengyi had already understood Yes, he gave Joe a thumbs up, and was appreciated, and the corners of Joe's lips curled deeper, and he said, "This is a game I played with Wei Chang recently, it's very stress-relieving, do you want to try it?"

"Sounds like fun, how do you play?"

"It's the same as the game version, but it feels better and is more powerful. How is your baseball game, Master?"

"Shouldn't be throwing the ball behind."

"Then it's ok, I'll send you a GREENBACK, and I'll deliver it today, I'm sure you'll have a great time."

"Okay, okay, wait for you, I'll call the chairman first."

When Henry Zhang excitedly closed the line, Joe hung up the phone. Hamburg had already received the dangerous smell flashing from the pair of silver eyes. As soon as it came out, the silver ring on the little bird's left foot shone brightly, pulling its spiritual power, and then it snapped and fell to the ground unluckily.

Wei Zhengyi's spiritual power was so strong that he could only stop Hamburg temporarily. Hamburg fell into a mess, and his arrogance as a messenger of the underworld surged up. Usually they often choke, but at the critical moment they absolutely cooperated tacitly. When the bomb was directed, the icy stellar energy instantly enveloped the whole bird. Slowly froze in front of him, and finally turned into a green fur toy bird.

Joe bent down to pick up the parrot, pointed at it and quickly drew a Taoist talisman on its body. The golden light disappeared along the talisman and disappeared into the bird's body. He said: "This Taoist talisman can restrain it for twelve hours. When it wakes up, It's in the master's hands."

"When did you learn spells?" Wei Zhengyi looked straight at the side, "It doesn't look like Master's technique."

"The body-holding technique cost one hundred thousand dollars to ask the master to email, but it is combined with Li Pai's experience in controlling ghosts, so you won't want to learn it." Qiao inspected the lifeless toy in his hand and said lightly.

In the past, Joe had learned some sorcery from his enemies in order to get revenge. He was very smart and often combined good and evil spells for his own use. In this regard, Wei Zhengyi admired him very much. The obsession with spells has long been left far behind by him in spirituality, but not only does he not care, but he is very excited.

"You are too powerful. I'm afraid even Master can't do it just now to restrain Hamburg!"

The sincere praise barely caught Joe's glance. Wei Zhengyi was different from the policemen he came into contact with. It belongs to the evil way, but he will not make random accusations, which is the main reason why he will tolerate an undercover police officer staying by his side.

A smile flashed in his silver eyes, Joe threw the toy bird over casually, and when Wei Zhengyi hurriedly picked up the parrot, he had already walked away, and Wei Zhengyi only heard a fluttering sentence flying over.

"Send it to the courier immediately."

There was still some time before the plane took off. Nie Xingfeng came to the VIP room and asked the waiter for a copy of the Economic Times. There was nothing new in the newspaper, so he casually flipped through it and put it down. Don’t bring a bottle of PETRUS back to Henry Zhang.

Henry Zhang has been very busy recently. In addition to the work of the detective agency, he was also invited to participate in the speech program of the TV station during the economic period. Although the program was recorded in advance, it still took up a lot of personal time, so he called these days, and it was simple. Hang up after a few words.

Nie Xingfeng took out his mobile phone, minus the time difference, it was already very late at Henry Zhang’s side, but he didn’t think Henry Zhang would sleep obediently. Sure enough, after calling, the opposite side was always busy on the phone, and he couldn’t get through after trying several times. I had no choice but to give up temporarily and plan to fight again later.

There was a voice from the opposite side, Haas came over on the phone, carrying several beautifully wrapped paper bags in his hand, like a cat, the cat walked gracefully and lightly, exuding a unique charm in simple walking, If it wasn't for Joe's introduction, Nie Xingfeng would have thought he was a well-trained model, but his aura is more like a star. Along the way, many people's eyes have been drawn to him.

However, Nie Xingfeng was not interested in him, so he called the waiter, ordered a bottle of PETRUS, and handed him his credit card to pay. After the waiter left, he picked up the Times and was about to continue reading, when he heard accosts from beside him.

"Hi."

Nie Xingfeng raised his head. It was Haas who was sitting at the next table. He had just finished making a call, and the phone was still in his hand.

They didn't know each other, but since the other party opened their mouths, Nie Xingfeng couldn't ignore them. He nodded as a greeting. Unexpectedly, Hass sat down familiarly, his eyes glanced at the boarding pass he put on the table, He said happily: "It turns out that our destination is the same."

Nie Xingfeng remembered that Joe said that Haas was returning to the United States, and his own flight was a domestic flight, but there was no need to correct or inquire about this kind of thing. He nodded slightly. At this time, the waiter took the packaged wine and credit card. Come here, after the waiter left, Haas asked, "Is it a gift for your lover?"

To the point, Nie Xingfeng glanced at him, Haas smiled and said: "Such a precious wine, of course it is given to the most important person, I hope she will share it with me."

Nie Xingfeng doesn't like chatting with strangers very much, but Haas's words hit his heart, and he replied: "Yes."

"I also bought a lot of things." Haas pointed to a few big bags on the other side of the table, and said a little embarrassedly: "It's a pity that I don't have a lover. These are all for friends. It's a good thing to have many friends. But sometimes it’s troublesome for lazy people.”

He is really a familiar and chattering person, completely incompatible with his handsome appearance. This kind of talkative feeling reminds Nie Xingfeng of the first meeting with Henry Zhang, and he can't help but smile.

In fact, Haas and Henry Zhang are two completely different types. It may be related to his clothing and image consultant. Haas has a good sense of etiquette, and his manners are moderate, but he can easily arouse the interest of the other party. With a handsome face, Joe said that it is not unreasonable that he is popular with ladies, but as someone who has settled in the United States for many years, his Chinese is so fluent, which is somewhat beyond Nie Xingfeng's expectations.

Haas took out a business card holder from his pocket, took out a card from it, and handed it to him, saying: "I haven't introduced myself yet after talking for a long time. .”

The exquisite gray-gold business card has his full name, company name and position printed in cursive English on the front, and Chinese characters on the reverse, with only the words Ma Lingshu, and everything else is blank, making the printing look a bit empty, like It is stated that all his achievements come from Haas.Gray, everyone knows Haas, a famous image designer internationally, and the name Ma Lingshu is only a little connection between him and his Chinese identity.

"Nie Xingfeng."

Reciprocity, after Nie Xingfeng accepted Ma Lingshu's business card, he also handed over his own. Ma Lingshu accepted it, but stared at him in surprise. After a while, he pursed his lips slightly and said, "Mr. Nie, I decided to Yes, I want to be your friend."

What kind of crazy speech is this?Nie Xingfeng was puzzled, and saw Ma Lingshu put away his business card solemnly, and said, "You are the first person who didn't smile when he saw my name, so that's why you are worthy of being a friend."

potato?well enough……

Nie Xingfeng followed his grandfather in and out of the business world since he was a child. He still has this ability to hide his emotions and anger. What's more, he has dealt with people from various industries, and he has seen a lot of weird names. Relatively speaking, the homonym of potato Nothing at all.

Ma Lingshu still wanted to chat with him again. Several well-dressed Italians came over and greeted him. He said hello to Nie Xingfeng and greeted him. Nie Xingfeng heard him speak fluent Italian. Talking to them, then sitting down very enthusiastically and drinking, you can see that this is a fairly sociable person, but this kind of person usually doesn't know anyone very deeply.

The announcement announcing that passengers are about to board the plane sounded. Nie Xingfeng stood up, put the newspaper back, and accidentally saw a fashion magazine on the bookshelf. On the gorgeous cover of , the man's almost transparent white shirt is very conspicuous, the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and he is sitting obliquely in front of the camera. It is obviously a deliberate posture, but it does not make people feel disobedient, but it is even more attractive, especially He is well maintained, with smooth and clean skin. At first glance, he looks like a young man in his early twenties, but judging from the years of his fame, he is at least in his thirties.

Nie Xingfeng had just chatted with Ma Lingshu, and he felt that he was more attractive in person than in the magazines, but the static can often show a person’s real side, for example, in the photo, his long and narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, and his smile is not a smile The expression seems charming, but in Nie Xingfeng's view, it is more like a calculation, a complacent expression of controlling everyone around him in the palm of his hand.

Shrewd, indifferent, sophisticated, and maybe a little cynical, it fits Ma Lingshu's identity and personality, so Nie Xingfeng was only joking when he said being friends just now, and he must always be on guard against being tricked when he makes friends with this kind of person until we arrive.

Nie Xingfeng got on the plane, and Ma Lingshu came up not long after. It was a coincidence that he was sitting in the same row as him, but on the other side of the aisle. Feng said: "Sure enough, there are all kinds of unexpected surprises in this world, just like a farce arranged by God in the world."

This sentence has a strong American style. Nie Xingfeng smiled, but did not speak. Ma Lingshu observed his words and said, "It seems that you don't believe in God."

"I believe in myself more than in God."

"Maybe you're right." Ma Lingshu shrugged exaggeratedly, agreeing.

Facts have proved that few people in this world can be as noisy as Henry Zhang. When the announcement that the flight was about to take off sounded in the cabin, Ma Lingshu stopped chatting with Nie Xingfeng, but asked for a newspaper and began to read it. During the long flight afterwards, Except for a little greeting during the meal, he was very polite and did not interfere with Nie Xingfeng's private space.

The flying time is very boring, which makes Nie Xingfeng miss the days when Henry Zhang was around him. Although the place with the little magic stick is very noisy, it will never feel boring, unlike now, except for the necessary food and drink, lying on the seat all the time sleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept in a daze, and suddenly felt a violent vibration under his body. Nie Xingfeng opened his eyes and found that it was not just a simple vibration, but the whole cabin was shaking violently, and the emergency rescue device fell from the top of his head, dangling in front of him As he watched, the sound of the flight attendant's comforting broadcast and the screams of the passengers merged into one group, constantly challenging his eardrum tolerance.

Could it be that Joe's crow's mouth really worked?

The surroundings were too noisy, and Nie Xingfeng couldn't tell what happened for a while. He turned his head and looked out the window, and found that the plane had arrived at the airport. It seemed that something happened while taxiing on the runway line, and there was a fire behind it.

The cabin vibrated violently, and the seat belt seemed to have lost its proper effect. He was almost thrown out. Seeing that the fire outside was getting bigger and bigger, there was a loud noise, and a blazing light passed through the flames, heading toward the He flew, and he wanted to avoid it, but his body seemed to be bound, unable to move at all...

"Sir? Sir?"

When Nie Xingfeng was patted on the shoulder, Nie Xingfeng opened his eyes suddenly. The sound of music reverberated in the cabin, calming his beating heart. The flight attendant stood beside him and said with a smile: "Sir, We have arrived at the airport, please prepare to get off the plane."

Nie Xingfeng looked around, only to find that the plane had already landed, and the passengers were getting off the plane one after another. Everything was as normal as when he was flying. It turned out that what he saw just now was just a tired dream.

However, there was still cold sweat on his forehead, as if revealing how terrifying the scene he saw, which made him a little uncomfortable. He rarely had dreams, let alone nightmares, and he couldn't help but think of Joe's teasing again.

Not really a good sign.

He thanked the flight attendant, got up, packed his belongings and got off the plane. When he walked into the aisle, he glanced at the seat next to him. The seat was empty, and Ma Lingshu had left at some point.