C1211 Wen Rou Xiang Tomb of the Hero
C1211 Wen Rou Xiang Tomb of the Hero
For the entire afternoon, no matter how abnormal his body was, he still felt exhausted.
However, this tiredness was different from the fatigue after being plotted against by Hamm. It was different from how it had been for a long time since Shen Yun had gone crazy. As long as she took a short rest, her physical strength would recover.
The plane slowly came to a stop. When the flight attendant's gentle and beautiful voice sounded, the corner of Lee Nanfang's mouth curled up into a complicated smile.
Was there anything complicated about happiness?
Yes.
What, you haven't seen or even heard of it?
Tsk, he was simply ignorant and ill-informed.
Because Lee Nanfang was experiencing complex happiness right now.
This feeling naturally came from Shangdao Yinghua.
They talked a lot in the early afternoon.
Actually, most of the words were said by Lee Nanfang.
He wanted to tell the woman why he was leaving.
Even though the woman knew why he was leaving.
She had also seen Lee Nanfang's outrageous interview video and knew that this guy was a popular existence in the mainland.
Not only that, there were even a group of loyal subordinates that stuck to him like bloodsuckers, needing him to take care of them.
He was extremely worried about the disappearance of a little sister who wasn't his little sister.
He couldn't just ignore Chen Xiao's life and death just because he was enjoying the happiness of being served by a woman, right?
To be honest, if Jinghong Ming didn't ask Loong Chengcheng to send him a message saying that someone in Dongyang had met with trouble, Lee Nanfang wouldn't have rushed to Dongyang in the early morning.
Fortunately, he had made it in time to help Shangdao Yinghua establish her victory in one fell swoop.
Jack believed that Nanfang and the Broken Knife Flow were the same — the same?
Is that important?
Of course not.
Most importantly, after this battle, Shangdao Yinghua finally had a place in Dongyang officially.
After helping Shangdao Yinghua deal with her troubles, what Lee Nanfang needed to do next was obviously to 'pay his respects' to Sister Yue.
Only by taking care of that woman and settling the backyard, would he be able to focus all of his energy on searching for Chen Xiao's whereabouts.
As long as Chen Xiao was alive, he would be able to find her.
Lee Nanfang firmly believed in it!
Since he needed Lee Nanfang to do so many things, it was already good enough that he could stay with Shangdao Yinghua in Dongyang for two days.
He thought so himself.
Shangdao Yinghua was also very satisfied.
Furthermore, she was especially reasonable and could actually plead for Sui Yueyue.
Shangdao Yinghua had clearly sent Great Coler to find an opportunity to blow her head off. Not only did she forgive Sui Yueyue, but she also told Lee Nanfang that everyone was his woman, and it was normal for them to be fighting for the sake of being pampered. In any case, nothing had happened to her, so there was no need to be too concerned about it.
"Sigh, if these people could be like the cherry blossoms, aware and caring, why would laozi play the role of a fireman and run around without stopping?"
When Lee Nanfang muttered those words, the flight attendant came to his side. She slightly bent down and said softly, "Sir, you should get off the plane. Do you want me to help you up? "
The other customers had all walked to the cabin door, only Lee Nanfang was still lying on the seat with a blanket over his head, staring blankly.
Or maybe he was just sleeping and groggy, and he didn't know where he was now.
"Thanks, but no thanks."
Lee Nanfang sat up and glanced at the flight attendant's chest plate. He smiled even more politely than a gentleman. He said that he would definitely call to thank the airline's reception desk for her excellent service.
He didn't need to spend money to write an empty cheque. Something that could make a beauty happy was something that a real man should do more than once.
Of course, it would be even better if the flight attendant could provide Boss Lee with substantive and high-quality service, such as lying down beside him and doing something for him or making it easier for him to do something.
"In the future, I have to consider whether or not I should build an airport here. That way, we won't have to reverse the car anymore. "
As the flight attendant repeatedly thanked him, Lee Nanfang walked down the ramp and looked at the sky full of twinkling stars. He imagined that when he got an airport in Golden Triangle, he would forget to call the airline's reception desk and praise the flight attendant's excellent service for him.
Lee Nanfang couldn't be blamed for this.
Who asked a certain air stewardess to provide him with such good service, but she only moved her lips?
It's dark all over the place, a feature of Thailand, just as Indian trains are never overstaffed.
Lee Nanfang didn't think that there was anything wrong with the fact that the Thai authorities could tolerate the existence of these Black Mos.
At the very least, this could be considered as providing a large number of jobs for the commoners, right?
How could it be like in the country, when he was on his way, he would be caught by the traffic police and punished until even his legs turned to jelly?
From this, it could be seen that it was better to go abroad.
Even if it was Mo's seat, it didn't feel that good. It had the feeling of being on a green train in the fifties or sixties, and one wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep.
What's more, Mo's driver barely closed his mouth the whole way.
He was either bragging to Lee Nanfang about the road conditions of Thailand, being definitely ahead of the world, or singing a Thai tune for him for free.
Lee Nanfang was extremely annoyed, why didn't he have any cucumber eggplant or the like by his side?
If there was one, it would definitely be in his mouth.
Speaking of which, it's all Lee Nanfang's fault that the brothers of Momo were so excited.
Originally, the road from the airport to the Golden Triangle was a long distance one. After ten years of driving, Mo's driver might not meet a big spendthrift. If he didn't temporarily stay there, he would take a formal taxi after daybreak.
Now they finally met a dumb old man, how could the driver not be happy?
Furthermore, after Lee Nanfang got on the car, he didn't even ask how much the fare was and directly threw a stack of money at him.
Folding money was enough to make a shady driver work for months without stopping.
The power of the money was boundless, which was why the driver was so excited, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Regret Lee Nanfang, really want to get the money back --
But you have to admit that Hei Mo's driver is Lao Ma, who knows where to go in order to reach Golden Triangle the fastest.
And the roads that Mo took, the regular taxis would not be able to go through.
When the sun was rising in the east, he had used his own gas drum and five times more oil on the road before finally stopping in front of a more rugged path.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the driver jumped off the car and lifted the black curtain. "Sir, we're here."
Boss Lee, who was still full of energy even after six to seven hours with Shangdao Yinghua, looked pale as if he was seriously ill.
After reluctantly getting off the car, he staggered a bit, but fortunately, Mo's chauffeur promptly extended a helping hand.
Ye Zichen also took out a canteen that didn't look much from his backpack and advised Lee Nanfang to drink some water. Soon, Lee Nanfang would be as lively as he was now.
Glancing at the canteen, Lee Nanfang, who was also thirsty, made the right decision — pushing the canteen away.
"F * cking hell, laozi will never stay in Thailand again."
The driver of Heimo, who was watching the singing from afar, drove his luxurious car, causing a trail of dust to disappear into the distance. Lee Nanfang cursed and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of greyish saliva.
But soon after, he was shocked.
Since when could he even endure such a small crime?
Ancient man cloud, gentle township hero tomb, sincere do not I bully.
In the year since he returned, Lee Nanfang was very tired.
However, his body was almost completely soaked in warmth and gentleness, even when he was overseas.
It seems that the spirit professed by the Hindu ascetic was not entirely that of a fool's hat.
Lee Nanfang felt much better after an hour of walking on the rugged trail with his stomach in a mess.
Just like the road from Mount Gu Hwa, there was only a two-lane road with potholes on the road from Thailand to the Gouge Golden Triangle region.
Last year, when Lee Nanfang left Golden Triangle, he took that road.
However, he did not plan to take that route anymore. It was simple. Great Coler, who had been spared by him in Dongyang City, would definitely tell Sister Yue about the situation in detail.
When Sui Yueyue heard that her plan to assassinate Shangdao Yinghua had failed and Lee Nanfang had caught her in the act, she was terrified. Even a fool could guess how much fear she must have felt in her heart.
In her panic, Sui Yueyue would definitely arrange a path of retreat — no, she would do her best to prepare a response plan.
After all, she was very clear that Lee Nanfang would come to settle the score with her later.
Fortunately she was a Boss of South Region of Golden Triangle and had countless of subordinates. She had all sorts of heavy and heavy weapons and no matter who it was that wanted to harm her, it was extremely difficult.
Otherwise, the fearless Interpol chief would have sent the four district bosses to the prison to drink tea.
Therefore, when she was sure that Lee Nanfang would appear in the Golden Triangle at any time to settle the score with her, Sui Yueyue, who was unwilling to be punished, would definitely come up with a plan to deal with him.
This woman was simply a snake, a scorpion, an ungrateful synonym. She completely forgot how good Lee Nanfang was to her back then, and she only wanted to protect her current wealth, no matter the cost.
She would even dare to kill Shangdao Yinghua — Jack did not think she would be willing to accept the punishment for their substantive relationship.
The only two lanes leading to Thailand must have been controlled by her men.
Sui Yueyue possessed a rocket launcher, so once she found out which car Boss Lee was in, she would properly pull the trigger, allowing him and many innocent passengers to live forever in the fire.
As a result, even if the driver of Momo didn't send Lee Nanfang on his way, he wouldn't be so stupid as to take the other way.
The chirping of birds came from time to time from the woods on both sides. Occasionally a poisonous snake would jump down from the branches above.
This snake was a good snake. It must have known that Lee Nanfang was bumpy in the middle of the night. Currently, it was thirsty and hungry, so it decided to imitate the Buddha and become a great master.
Eating snakes alive wasn't difficult for Lee Nanfang.
He would not be disgusted by this and would only pat his belly after eating. He thanked him sincerely and continued to move on.
He did not know when it happened, but he could no longer hear the chirping of birds.
Lee Nanfang raised his right foot and was about to step on a rock when he suddenly retracted his foot!
Swoosh!
A sharp whistling sound pierced through the air and sent a clump of grass flying.
It was the sound of a bullet.
Guns, equipped with silencers.
Luckily, Lee Nanfang's sixth sense was very sensitive. He immediately realized that it was not good the moment the bird stopped chirping, which helped him to avoid having his right leg pierced by a bullet.
"Sui Yueyue, you're really smart. You actually calculated that I would walk this path."
Lee Nanfang sneered in his heart as he quickly turned his body.
Another bullet shot out from beneath him.