Boston International Airport.

At this time, there were very few passengers in the huge waiting hall, sitting scattered on the chairs waiting for their passenger plane. And in the four sides, the airport waiters were also yawning listlessly, looking drowsy.

It's almost 4 a.m. now.

"Pick another flight and we can get off work, right?" an airport customer service girl asked a colleague beside her.

"Yes, I've wanted to go to bed for a long time."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Hearing the girl's words, the colleague stretched his back and comforted him: "Don't worry, there were no passengers in the flight at 4 a.m. It would definitely be picked up in half an hour."

Before my colleague could finish his words, at this moment, suddenly!

There were rustling footsteps outside the airport, and the sound was so loud that hundreds of people rushed to the waiting hall in chaos.

Oh my god, what's going on? Did the zombies attack the United States?

Amid the surprise of the two customer service girls, they saw that a large group of people rushed into the waiting hall in a hurry, and the eyes were filled with dark heads.

These people are men and women, white, yellow and black, and everything. Some carry cameras, some hold interview cartridges, and some even hold cartoon rag dolls.

I'll go, what's going on? Is there a big shot coming? Why didn't we receive the news at the airport?

Isn't this nonsense? The British government was afraid that the United States would refuse their entry, so they played a trick first and then report.

How could Boston Airport get news?!

As soon as they entered the waiting hall, a large group of people rushed towards the two customer service girls, and instantly surrounded the airport service desk. Everyone's faces seemed to be distorted, as if Big Big Wolf was about to eat happily.

This horrifying scene immediately scared the two customer service girls.

The two girls were so beautiful that they hugged each other tremblingly: "What do you want to do? Don't eat us, don't eat us!"

"Have the flight arrived?" "Hare the flight 179?" "Hare the flight 179 from the UK to Boston?"

The buzzing sound kept ringing in the two girls' ears, making them dizzy.

It took a long time to understand what these people were asking.

It turned out that they were asking about the flight at 4 o'clock. They had made it clear, and they scared us so much that they thought they wanted to eat us.

"Hello, sir, Flight 179 will land on time after 10 minutes, that is, 4 o'clock. Please wait patiently! Do you have any other questions to consult? Please?"

Before the customer service girl could finish her answer, the crowd around them disappeared, and she ran away faster than a rabbit.

"Quick, there are 10 minutes left! Go and block the passage!"

"Thank God, she hasn't arrived yet, hurry up and grab a good spot!"

"Don't block the passage, maybe she's walking in the ordinary passage!"

"If you want to block, you must block the ordinary exit! You two go there to guard it! You, yes, you are talking about you, you and you will join me, let's block the ordinary exit."

A middle-aged reporter yelled at his command. However, he didn't expect that as soon as he finished giving the order, the crowd was divided into two groups, one to the channel and the other to the normal channel.

The middle-aged reporter was stunned for a moment. Damn, I was so stupid that I actually made those damn colleagues react.

"Big fat, come and help squeeze the seat!"

"Big head, squeeze quickly, squeeze hard!"

"Is that what, who squeezes me? This is my position. If you squeeze me again, I will beat you to death if you believe it or not!"

The huge Boston International Airport has become the center of Boston Vegetable City at this moment.

The real passengers were stunned, the airport waiters were stunned, and the airport guards were stunned.

These people are already crazy, really crazy!

In an instant, the airport management also received the news and rushed over. Seeing this scene, everyone was speechless.

Which big star is coming? Oh, no, it’s definitely not a star? How can the stars have such a big scene! Look at the scene at this time? Without 300 reporters, I rebeled from the alliance when I got home from get off work and went from the alliance to the tribe.

"God, which big man is coming? Why haven't we heard of it?"

"Yes, why didn't we get any news from Boston Airport?"

"Sir, why don't you call me and ask?" Everyone looked at the airport president, hoping that he could find a way to ask so that everyone can arrange security checks more conveniently.

After all, everything has become more stringent after 9/11.

However, before the president could call, the crowd of reporters spoke.

"Sir, please stop calling and asking! It's the beautiful sister Alice is coming!"

Beautiful Sister Alice? What the hell is this? The President and the managers were all stunned.

Is there any big name in the world called Alice? It seems that there is no one!

Sudden!

A female manager reacted instantly, and the answer blurted out involuntarily: "It's her! Sister Alice of the child prodigy!"

At this moment, all the managers at Boston International Airport opened their mouths wide and their faces were filled with shock.

It's her!

Alice, Alice Hill: British civilian girl, sophomore at Leeds City University, art design major

These identities are not important. What is important is that she is Xigua’s “girlfriend”, a “girlfriend” she cheated at the cost of the fall of a city!

Damn, this girl is so big!

"Hurry, let's go to the airport to welcome you!" The president shouted and hurriedly headed towards the airport to the airport.

A group of management quickly followed.

It’s not their fault for being so nervous, it’s one of the most terrifying things in the world.

What? You said that watermelon is still small? There is not a single stroke of the eight characters yet!

Oh, you can tell the future exactly? Are you God?

When the airport management was approaching the rear of the airport, journalists from all over the country became anxious.

"Sir, let's go in too!"

"Mr. President, good people will be rewarded!"

A female reporter shouted in a coquettish voice: "Mr. President, please keep me! I can do laundry, cook, warm the bed, and my body is soft and easy to push down!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was silent.

The president was so scared that he almost fell to the ground, and then ran faster

3:58.

3:59.

The huge roar of the passenger plane came down from the sky, and at this moment, the entire Boston International Airport was in full swing.

"Tower! It's Flight 179 here, please land!"

“Landing is allowed!”

After the radio communication was completed, the huge Airbus aircraft descended rapidly from the sky, then adjusted its body, landed on the runway and began to taxi.

On the ground, the President led the leadership of the entire Boston International Airport to stand quietly and patiently wait for the passenger plane to decelerate.

Teams of airport guards were running towards the defense points in all directions in a neat manner.

And in the waiting hall, everyone stretched their necks and looked at the exit

She is about to arrive, she is soon.

"Hurry, raise the sign!" A British reporter suddenly thought of something and quickly reminded his companions.

After the sound came to an end, the other reporters also thought of it and quickly raised the sign they prepared.

In an instant, colorful signs appeared in the waiting hall.

The American journalist’s sign is to welcome Miss Alice to the United States!

The French journalist’s brand is Miss Alice, please accept our interview!

The Chinese journalist’s brand is Miss Alice, and the Chinese people miss you!

At this moment, five reporters who seemed to be British suddenly shouted, and then a huge colorful banner appeared among the signs.

It says Miss Alice, please bring the watermelon back to the UK!

At this moment, the audience was watching.

666, you British journalists are so awesome! We give 99 points in this wave, and give one less point because we are afraid that you will be proud.
Chapter completed!