Looking at the pig head that had been beaten to death, Zeng Lingfeng sneered, turned around and locked the door, and continued to walk towards the bathroom. It was estimated that this person would not be discovered at least the next day, but Zeng Lingfeng must have nothing to do. At that time, he didn't know where he flew to. If he wanted to investigate, let the Japanese police go to investigate the ghosts.

When he arrived at the waiting hall, Zhan Zilin had already gotten up at this time. She happily greeted him after seeing him coming.

"Ling Feng, the plane is about to take off. Where are you going? Let's go, let's board the plane!" Zhan Zilin said, holding Zeng Lingfeng's arm.

Zeng Lingfeng nodded, "I went to the bathroom just now." He lied to Zhan Zilin lightly. It would be better not to let Zhan Zilin know about such things.

The two boarded the plane again under the protection of the bodyguards.

The plane slid into the runway and was about to take off. The flight attendants were checking whether the passengers' seat belts were tied. These were routine tasks before the plane took off. When Zeng Lingfeng fastened the seat belts, he looked up and saw a flight attendant girl coming from the front of the cabin. Zeng Lingfeng recognized her. The girl was the one he had rescued in the waiting hall corridor just now.

Unexpectedly, I happened to see her on the plane again. It turned out that the uniform she was wearing was from Air China. Of course, Zeng Lingfeng knew that these flight attendants often flew around and performed air-serving missions in different cities.

When the girl came over, she also noticed Zeng Lingfeng. The two of them looked at each other. Zeng Lingfeng just nodded slightly. The girl also pursed her lips and nodded slightly. The two of them looked at each other knowingly.

Zhan Zilin, who was sitting next to Zeng Lingfeng, was still very sleepy. As soon as she got on the plane, she yawned against the dizzy window and wanted to sleep. After the girl came over, she checked whether the seat belt was tied for Zeng Lingfeng and Zhan Zilin. She thought Zeng Lingfeng was Japanese, so she thankfully whispered in Japanese: "Thank you very much for your help in the matter just now, thank you!"

Zeng Lingfeng chuckled and said casually in Mandarin: "No need to thank you, both Chinese, it is appropriate to help each other."

When the girl heard this, her eyes were filled with joy. It turned out that the one who saved her was a Chinese compatriot. How could she not be happy? She nodded quickly and said in Mandarin again: "Thank you!" and then continued her inspection work.

When she left, Zhan Zilin, who was sleeping in a daze, yawned and asked, "Ling Feng, who did you talk to just now? Why has the plane not taken off yet?"

"It's nothing, I'm checking, and I'll take off soon." Zeng Lingfeng turned his head and helped Zhan Zilin pull her messy hair, then said softly.

"Well... I'm so tired. I have to sleep for a while." Zhan Zilin leaned against Zeng Lingfeng, and it was still more comfortable to sleep on his strong chest. Zeng Lingfeng hugged her lovingly, stroked her arms, and then said, "Let's sleep, Zilin, the journey is still long."

Outside, the plane had already started to rumble, jumped out of the runway, and flew into the night sky.

Zeng Lingfeng dreamed.

He knelt in front of his mother's grave, recalling the letter his mother left to him.

Fan Xueqing stood two meters behind him, and somewhere farther away, there were several tough men standing, the bodyguards provided by the government.

Suddenly, in the woods two thousand meters away, a black muzzle was exposed from the thick bushes. The sniper rifle was held in the hands of a blond, blue-eyed, big nose white man. However, neither Zeng Lingfeng was kneeling in front of the grave or Fan Xueqing standing behind him, nor several bodyguards noticed this situation.

"Suddenly!" A muffled sound rang in the woods, and then a blood hole appeared on Zeng Lingfeng's left chest in front of the grave.

Zeng Lingfeng heard Fan Xueqing's shrill cry and the panic sounds of bodyguards, but he could not do anything, so he could only grab his wife's hand with all his might...

"Mr. Zeng, Mr. Zeng, it hurts so much, you...please let go." A girl said in pain.

"Ah?" Zeng Lingfeng woke up and looked down. A girl in a flight attendant's uniform was holding a blanket for him to cover up. But he was pinching his slender hands so hard.

Zeng Lingfeng calmed down and quickly let go of her tenderness, "I'm sorry, I..." He didn't know what to say at once, and stopped there in embarrassment. Zeng Lingfeng then saw clearly that this girl was the Air China flight attendant who had just saved the land at Narita Airport.

"It's nothing. I saw you fall asleep. I was afraid that you would be cold, so I brought a blanket over, Mr. Zeng." The girl whispered, "Mr. Zeng, have you had a nightmare? Is it important?" The girl's gentle whisper immediately stabilized Zeng Lingfeng's mood.

"Nothing." Zeng Lingfeng smiled reluctantly, "Thank you."

"No need to thank you, this is what I should sit on. Goodbye Mr. Zeng. Please tell us any time if you need it." The girl nodded and smiled at Zeng Lingfeng, then turned and left.

Zeng Lingfeng looked at her departure back, and now he was still a little dizzy. Zhan Zilin, who was standing beside him, had also been awakened by him. She opened her sleepy eyes, pushed Zeng Lingfeng, and then asked: "Ling Feng, what happened to you just now? Did you have a nightmare?"

The girl's shout just now really alarmed everyone. She suddenly shouted in the quiet cabin. No one knew what had happened. However, the conversation between Zeng Lingfeng and the flight attendant was also very short. Everyone just stretched their heads and looked around. Seeing that they had nothing to do, they continued to lie down and rest.

"Maybe it." Zeng Lingfeng shook his head, "I'll wash my face first." After that, he stood up, ignored Zhan Zilin, and walked directly to the bathroom on the plane.

Zhan Zilin also sat up from her seat, looked at Zeng Lingfeng's back, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Zeng Lingfeng washed his face with clean water, and then he woke up a lot. He looked at himself in the mirror, then lowered his head and closed his eyes. He shook his head, trying hard to forget some things.

Finally, he tidied up his clothes a little, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotions before pushing open the door and walking out.

In front, the flight attendant was still serving other passengers just now. It was already deep in the night and many people were asleep. She was gently covering the blanket for the guests. When Zeng Lingfeng passed by her, she stood up, nodded and smiled, and turned sideways to let Zeng Lingfeng go.

Zeng Lingfeng stopped after walking over, turned to the girl and said, "Thank you!" He was referring to her pulling him out of the nightmare just now, but the girl didn't know, thinking that Zeng Lingfeng was grateful for what she did, so she smiled and said, "No need to thank you, this is what we should do, Mr. Zeng."

Zeng Lingfeng smiled indifferently, and suddenly his heart moved. He raised his sword eyebrows and asked, "How do you know my name?"

The girl's face turned red and she stumbled for a while before saying, "Well... our flight seat list contains your name, Mr. Zeng."

Zeng Lingfeng smiled, nodded and said, "That's right, goodbye." After that, he turned around and left.

"Goodbye." The girl looked at Zeng Lingfeng's back and said softly. Her voice was very low and almost inaudible.

It happened to be the next morning when we arrived in London.

As soon as Zeng Lingfeng and the others left the airport, they saw Richardson, general manager of Hanyu Mimon Group's British branch, leading some branch personnel to wait outside the VIP channel.

Afterwards, Zeng Lingfeng and the others were sent to Hanyu International Holiday Hotel.

Because of the time difference, although it was morning, Zeng Lingfeng decided to take a break first. Richardson naturally said goodbye and left.

Zeng Lingfeng pulled Zhan Zilin to the window, and the two hugged each other and looked out into the ancient city. After that, Zeng Lingfeng smiled slightly at Zhan Zilin, "Zi Lin, are you tired from flying, let's take a mandarin bath, what do you think?"

What else can it be done? After hearing Zeng Lingfeng's "proposal", Zhan Zilin blushed and leaned against him.

Zeng Lingfeng didn't say anything, and smiled and picked up Zhan Zilin, then kicked open the bathroom door. Zeng Lingfeng hugged Zhan Zilin and walked into the large bathroom in the special suite, with a silver double jacuzzi bathtub embedded on the ground.

Zeng Lingfeng kept "attacking" Zhan Zilin while letting go. Zhan Zilin was a little uncomfortable at first, but now they are abroad and in a luxurious suite. She actually did not object to Zeng Lingfeng's urgent need. On the contrary, even she was a little moved in such an atmosphere. If the two of them did not do anything, that would be a strange thing.

As Zeng Lingfeng went deeper and deeper, the two of them were getting less and less clothes. Now Zhan Zilin simply let go of herself. She began to take the initiative to accept Zeng Lingfeng and kiss him warmly. Zeng Lingfeng, who was encouraged, smiled. After completing a series of heart-beating foreplays, he picked up Zhan Zilin, who was standing tall and straight, and the two of them merged into the tumbling heat waves together.

"Well..." Zhan Zilin moaned in a gusto voice. Zeng Lingfeng had already entered her body hotly by the edge of the pool, and then began to move. All this was so beautiful that she could enjoy Zeng Lingfeng's love for her again.

Zhan Zilin bit her lower lip tightly. Today, Zeng Lingfeng had such a strong demand. Zhan Zilin could clearly feel that this was different from the previous few times. Zeng Lingfeng seemed to be venting something. His movements were very rude, but for some reason, Zhan Zilin just liked his rudeness.

When the two fell from the throne, the fatigue brought by the intense exercise and the fatigue of long-distance travel made them even unable to clean up the mess on the bed, and they just entered a deep dream with their limbs lingering.

When the two woke up, it was already afternoon. Fortunately, the game was only held tomorrow night, otherwise they would have missed it because of the intense exercise they had in the morning.
Chapter completed!