The girl was crying, and the people passing by were taking pictures.
However, amid such noise, apart from Feng Nai, several other figures also walked back, some were tall and some were low, some were thin and some were fat, with different personalities, but they all wore the same black coat.
All sensuality faded away, only the word Hei Yan lit a fire behind their backs, as if saying that we are one!
Walking out of the crowd, following the guidelines, checking in the luggage, and getting the boarding pass, they didn't say a word during the whole process.
The manager who sent the plane off was somewhat surprised, and turned to look at their boss Feng: "You didn't even bother?"
Feng Yi was dressed in a neat suit, raised his eyebrows, raised his hand, glanced at the time, held a pen, and said concisely: "You leave to deal with the aftermath, if there is any problem with the organizing committee, call this number."
After the words fell, he wrote a piece of paper and pasted it in the club manager's hand.
As soon as the manager lowered his eyes, he stopped!
Qin, who is the Qin family? !
"President Feng, here, I..." the manager stammered.
Feng Yi pulled the suitcase: "You don't have to worry, he is here just to do these things, after all he is the first foreign captain."
The manager's pupils trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
Those old people who stayed behind have all experienced that era.
But I never thought that everything from the beginning would come back.
On the other side of the security check, a group of people were holding bags with lowered eyes. They all looked like teenagers, very much like back then, going to ride the wind and waves.
The manager took a deep breath, then turned around, facing the chaos behind him with a smile on his face.
"Friends, please, please, let's let other passengers travel together safely..."
It was different from the passage Mo Bei and the others took.
Huan Leng and the other selected contestants were all tufted into the security check.
"Captain, bey, are they all right?" The person standing next to him was silent for a moment: "I heard that the devil named Feng even forgot how to beat us."
Huan Leng glanced sideways and looked at his team members.
That look made a little Huangmao a little nervous: "I'm also worried, Hua Xiaoyi's situation is not right, after the double row that day, he called me all night, not to mention you didn't make an appointment with Mo Nan Did you go to Milan and be a good teammate with Bey, I was afraid that you would be kidnapped by Mo Nan, and I was on guard all day long, you understand, team...captain?"
Huan Leng didn't finish listening, picked up his shoulder bag, and walked towards Feng Nai.
Little Huangmao looked up, only to realize that no one was there, and then looked at where their captain was walking, raised his legs and quickly followed.
No, what is the captain doing here
Do you want to fight someone from Hei Yan
Now they can be merged into one team, and any further fights will be considered internal fights!
No, no!
Little Huangmao shook his head and ran forward.
At the boarding gate, Feng Nai was standing in front of the window, through the glass, behind him were brightly colored planes one after another.
There is still a difference from before.
Apart from taking the milk from Mo Bei's hand, the relationship with the rest of the team seems to be very weak.
However, Young Master Feng has not changed a bit, it is impossible to open the lid of the milk by himself.
With his head tilted like that, his broken hair falling down, his eyes were dark, and he had a very dignified and handsome face, but because he looked at Mo Bei, he felt a little more proud for no reason.
It seems that eating soft rice is something to be proud of.
Zhao Sanpang didn't even want to complain that he had no hands anymore, and was just about to call people to gather.
Huan Leng over there said, "King, let's talk."
(end of this chapter)