The ticket was bought by someone from the Zhao family, and it was still first class.
After boarding the plane, Song Yan squinted his eyes and leaned on his seat to take stock of what he had gained from his trip to Yandu.
First of all, in terms of money, he received one billion and thirty million. Although he lent Su Meier one billion, he still had just over 600 million left in his hands.
Secondly, I obtained three martial arts books, one medical book, and ten Yuan Yang Pills, which cannot be bought with money.
There is also a step closer to cultivation, reaching the second level of innateness.
Of course, what excites him is having a beautiful woman in his arms. Although Su Meier still has worries and has not confirmed her relationship with him for the time being, he believes that this will happen sooner or later.
In the end, even with the support of the Zhao family, and with the support of the Zhao family, he no longer had to go into battle naked and take risks. As his wisdom increased, he felt that not everything could be relied on. After all, there are many people in this world who are stronger than him. If every time we encounter a problem, we can only rely on force to solve it. If we encounter someone with weak force, we can still solve it. What if we encounter someone stronger than him
As for Zhao Changsheng's blunt statement that he would train him as the next clan leader, he was a little excited at first and even felt that he was hit by a pie. But after he calmed down, he felt that this was just a way for Zhao Changsheng to win over him. Of course , it does not rule out that Zhao Changsheng really thinks so.
But Song Yan would not place all his hopes on Zhao Changsheng's ideas. This would be too passive, so it was best to train his own manpower.
Although he has now used the puppet magical power to control three innates, it is not enough. He already has several candidates in his mind. When he returns to Xiangcheng this time, he will invite them out to talk.
There was a slight vibration in the seat, and Song Yan knew that his neighbor had arrived. A faint orchid-like fragrance floated in his nose. He knew that his neighbor should be a girl.
However, he did not open his eyes to confirm whether the other party was a beauty. We were just meeting by chance. Maybe we would never see each other again after this time, so there was no need to worry more.
Gathering his mind, Song Yan began to think about the value of fame.
So far, reputation points have three major functions. First, they can be used to draw prizes. Second, they can be used to improve existing skills and powers. Third, they can be used to learn martial arts.
Therefore, he increasingly felt that his fame was not enough.
Who knows whether fame points will have other wonderful uses in the future, so he is becoming more and more eager to earn fame points.
So, he analyzed his own skills and magical powers one by one, and felt that if he wanted to earn fame, except for the skill of piano master, other skills really didn't play a big role. Do I want to continue to develop on this path of piano?
It seems that the day after tomorrow is the final of the Xiangcheng Piano Competition.
However, for him, winning the first place in the piano competition is not that important anymore, because even if he wins the first place, he will not gain much fame. As for the 100,000 yuan bonus, considering his net worth, It’s really nothing.
After the broadcast, accompanied by a strong feeling of weightlessness, the plane soared into the blue sky.
"Sir, do you need something to drink?" A familiar voice rang in his ears. Song Yan opened his eyes and saw that the stewardess who asked him was actually the stewardess who was almost slapped by Zhang Peng last time.
Obviously the other party also recognized him, because there was a kind of surprise in her eyes.
"Thank you. Please bring me a glass of boiled water."
Song Yan smiled and glanced at the seat next to her with the corner of her eye. She was a little surprised to find that she was another super beautiful woman with long legs and stockings, big breasts and a slim waist, especially her beautiful cheeks that were both angry and happy. She would definitely surpass those so-called ones on the Internet. Various goddesses are thrown out of the nine streets.
"Sir, please wait a moment." The stewardess smiled sweetly at Song Yan and turned away.
Song Yan also withdrew his eyes. Although the person sitting next to him was beautiful, he had no intention of getting involved with her. What's more, although this woman had a hot figure, her face was full of frost. She was obviously not an easy person to deal with. After getting off the plane, everyone went their separate ways. If you are running for something, why should you touch the dust and make yourself depressed
This was the first time for Tang Qingning that a man didn't care about her appearance. He just glanced at her with his peripheral vision and stopped paying attention. For a moment, she wondered whether her charm had declined.
Or does he want to play hard to get
Of course, this was also her fleeting thought, and she would not take the initiative to go to Song Yan for confirmation because of this.
Soon, the stewardess brought him a glass of boiled water and asked him if he needed anything else.
Song Yan smiled and refused.
Nothing special happened in the next one-hour flight. Just when Song Yan thought that he would arrive at the airport safely this time, there was a faint smell of blood in the air in the cabin.
With a thought in his heart, Song Yan activated his clairvoyance power and quickly scanned the entire plane, but what he saw shocked him.
In the captain's room at this moment, both the captain and the deputy captain had been killed and thrown on the floor in the captain's room. There was a blood hole the size of a thumb between their eyebrows, and blood was constantly gushing out.
The pilot of the plane was replaced by a young man in black in his early thirties with a gloomy face. At this moment, he had changed the route and diverted from the original Shuanghe Airport to the direction of the East China Sea.
At the same time, all the flight attendants were held at gunpoint by two other strong men in black, and they squatted together in a corner of the captain's cabin.
"Are they terrorists?" Song Yan asked secretly, but his mood became inexplicably heavy.
Song Yan calmly continued to use his clairvoyance powers to investigate, and finally found eight terrorists with firearms in the economy class cabin, and found two suspected terrorist accomplices in the first class cabin, because neither of them had any weapons on them. Guns, but they all exude a dangerous aura and should be powerful warriors.
In other words, there should be thirteen terrorists on this plane.
The space inside the plane is small, there are hundreds of ordinary passengers, and most of these terrorists carry firearms. Even if Song Yan is born with the second level of innateness, he is not sure that he can eliminate all the terrorists without hurting innocent people.
"what to do?"
Song Yan's mind was racing, thinking of a solution.
But at this moment, two first-class passengers who were suspected of being terrorists suddenly stood up and walked towards Song Yan.
"Oops, did they find me?"
But Song Yan soon realized that the target of these two people was not him, but the frost beauty next to him.
The two of them stood in front of the frost beauty, staring at her with cold eyes. One of them said: "Miss Tang, hand over that thing!"
"You guys are so haunted that you actually chased them onto the plane!" Tang Qingning didn't show any nervousness at all. She looked at the two of them and said in a calm tone.
"Miss Tang, don't force us to use violence. We're on a plane now, and you can't escape!" the other party threatened in a cold tone.
"What are you two doing? Why, do you want to shoot this beauty?" A sudden voice sounded, but a well-dressed young man stepped forward. He first glared at the two of them, and then became full of satisfaction. She said to Tang Qingning with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, beauty. As long as I'm here, these two guys don't dare to do anything to you. By the way, how about having a meal together after we get off the plane?"
Tang Qingning was a little bit dumbfounded by the wealthy young man's show of kindness. Why would you, an ordinary person, come to join in the blind interference? So she said coldly: "Sir, I understand your kindness. Please go back to your seat!"
"Forehead!"
The wealthy young man's face froze, and he felt a little unhappy. Seeing that the two people were still standing there without moving, he couldn't help but pointed at them and cursed: "You two are stupid, you didn't hear what I said, get out of here...!"
"puff!"
A cold light flashed, and the wealthy young man's words stopped abruptly. His eyes were wide open, full of disbelief. He made bursts of "ooh, ooh" sounds in his mouth, and a look of pain appeared on his face. He stretched out his hands. He covered his neck, blood dripping down the seams of his hands...
Gradually, the wealthy young man's eyes became darker and darker, his body softened, and he fell to the ground without breathing.
The author's digression: Thanks to td87768898 Ring-Ye Xingchen for their generous reward. (To be continued)