Big Boss Spoiled By Everyone

Right when Quan Qi was sleeping, he was suddenly startled awake.    

Huangke didn't care in the slightest as she played the game.    

"Maybe I ran into an air current."    

Leixing rubbed against Huangke's body and continued to hug his arm as he leaned against him and fell asleep.    

However, Xia JinMian suddenly noticed something.    

"Wake up! The plane is rising!"    

It was normal for the plane to glide upwards, but the plane continued to rise after flying in parallel. It continued to rise several times, and even after crashing into the gas layer, it was still rising. Something was not right.    

"Is that so?" Huangke put away her phone. She was also a little puzzled. At this moment, sitting on the chair, she could clearly feel the inertia of rising. "I'll go and take a look."    

Xia Jinmian slightly frowned and also unbuckled her seatbelt.    

"I'll go with you."    

Huangke walked in front while Xia JinMian followed behind, heading towards the cockpit.    

Huangke pressed the doorbell and waited for more than ten seconds, but no one opened the door.    

He immediately frowned and slammed the door twice.    

"Open the door!"    

There was still no movement.    

Xia Jinmian coldly said, "Break open!"    

Huangke took two steps back and started to slam the door hard.    

Quan Qi also noticed that something was wrong and immediately ran over to help.    

Only after the two of them worked together did they open the door.    

At this time, the private jet was still rising and had already rushed to the cloud layer.    

The cloud layer was very dangerous, and there were thunder and lightning everywhere. If one could not dodge in time, they would be shot down and not even their bones would be left.    

The moment the door was opened, a dagger was thrust at Huangke.    

Huangke quickly dodged. Quan Qi followed closely behind and broke the wrist of that person, snatching the dagger away.    

The man screamed in pain, but revealed a strange and sinister smile.    

"All of you will be buried with me! Hahaha!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.    

Xia JinMian stepped forward and pulled open his collar. After checking, he said solemnly, "It's the Eight Kills mercenary. There's poison in his teeth!"    

"Damn it!"    

Huangke was furious. She kicked the corpse away and sat in the driver's seat as fast as she could.    

He quickly started the plane.    

However, the private jet had already rushed into the clouds. The situation was very critical.    

Xia JinMian took a look and also very solemnly frowned between his brows. He sat in the front passenger seat and assisted Huangke in avoiding all kinds of dangers.    

Huangke had always been using a flying method to avoid the lightning and clouds.    

However, the lightning and thunder in front of her became more and more frequent. Gradually, she was unable to dodge in a hurry and the lightning had already rubbed against the body of the plane.    

Huangke immediately used the climbing method to dodge.    

After dodging a few times, she still charged into the pitch-black dense cloud, and there was no trace of her.    

At this moment, Ye Mo Han was also on his way. As soon as he boarded the plane, he heard the danger report.    

"Lord Han, the private jet that Xia JinMian was on broke the connection between the clouds above the desert."    

The desert in the desert was a desert that connected the empire and Xia Country. The climate there was unpredictable and varied, so there was a very serious layer of clouds in the sky.    

However, when the plane passed by the desert, it would never rush into the cloud layer. Instead, it would fly at a low altitude.    

Hearing this, Ye Mo Han knew that it was very likely that Little Sleeping had died.    

"Go to the desert, search with all your might!" Ye Mo Han nervously ordered.    

Shen Xu operated the tablet and solemnly said, "Lord Han, there is a very serious drought in the desert."    

"Drought plague?"    

"Half a month ago, someone's skin suddenly cracked and bled. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't stop it. It was extremely contagious. Many famous doctors who went to help were also killed by the drought plague. "    

Ye Mo Han began to ponder. His eyes were cold.    

The death of Little Sleeping was a series of conspiracies. The mastermind wanted to completely kill her, and didn't leave any chance for Little Sleeping to live.    

"Go to the desert!" Ye Mo Han repeated in a cold voice. He still had to go to the desert!