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On the way to Brazil, Zhang Feng carried out his words thoroughly. No matter what Dai Er and Sharapova wanted to do, the three of them acted together.
Although we are still on the plane, no one knows what will happen next second, so we must be careful.
"Gentlemen and ladies, the plane is about to land at Rio de Janeiro Airport, Brazil," the captain's voice sounded on the radio.
Hearing this voice, Zhang Feng, who had always closed his eyes to rest, opened his eyes.
With his brows stretched, Zhang Feng turned sideways and whispered a few words into Sharapova's ear.
After Sharapova heard this, her eyes lit up instantly.
He nodded to Zhang Feng, then pulled Dai'er beside him and said, "Dai'er, I want to go to the bathroom, do you want to come with me?"
It was a question in his mouth, but in fact he directly took Dai'er's hand and walked towards the outside of the seat.
Dai'er looked at Zhang Feng with questioning eyes. Along the way, she had understood that she could only act if he agreed.
But this time, Zhang Feng did not express his position.
After being dragged into the bathroom by Sharapova, three minutes passed before Sharapova walked out on her own and waved to the stewardess.
Zhang Feng, who was sitting on his seat, took off his loose Arab jacket at this time, revealing the jeans and white shirt he had already worn underneath.
He took out a peaked cap from his backpack and put it on his head, then lowered his head and started to close his eyes and meditate again.
Zhang Feng had already anticipated that someone might be waiting for his group at the Rio de Janeiro airport, so the three of them had to disguise themselves again.
Until the plane landed slowly at the airport, neither Daier nor Sharapova was seen coming out of the bathroom.
Zhang Feng put on his backpack and slowly got off the plane with the flow of people.
Looking around along the brim of his hat, he saw several big men looking at him closely, obviously looking for something.
"It actually started jamming on the apron. Sure, the energy is great." Zhang Feng thought to himself and had a rough guess about the identities of these people.
The identities of these people should be closely related to the Brazilian government, otherwise these people would never be able to enter the tarmac.
Zhang Feng was alone and did not arouse any suspicion. He quickly left the tarmac and walked into the terminal.
In the plane at this moment, Dai Er and Sharapova were still in the bathroom, but they had taken off their Arab clothes and put on stewardess uniforms. Their hair was tied up and stuffed in hats. .
The two flight attendants who were called to the bathroom by Sharapova for various reasons had already fallen unconscious on the ground, with only three-point poses on their bodies. No one could appreciate the beautiful scene.
Outside the bathroom, I have been trying to greet two stewardesses several times, but Sharapova held her throat to fool them.
After all the passengers on the plane were gone, a stewardess came to greet them again.
The bathroom door opened slowly, and Sharapova slowly walked out with her head lowered and her stomach clutched.
The stewardess outside didn't recognize her. Seeing her holding her stomach, she asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"Well, come here and give me a hand." Sharapova said, pinching her throat.
The stewardess didn't suspect anything and went over to help her arm. At this time, Sharapova raised her head and raised a playful smile on her lips.
"Who are you?" The stewardess wanted to speak in surprise, but did not continue.
Because Sharapova was holding a scalpel stored in the airplane first aid kit in her hand, and the sharp blade was pressed against her lower abdomen.
"Take us out and nothing will happen, or else" Sharapova threatened.
The stewardess was dumbfounded and could only nod her head.
Dai'er, who was following Sharapova, quickly caught up and whispered: "We should take advantage of this opportunity to escape, so we don't have to go back to the devil."
Sharapova laughed twice, "Without him, you wouldn't survive until dawn today."
Daier was speechless after a word of retort and could only follow Sharapova obediently.
The person who was looking for them on the tarmac simply scanned the line of stewardesses and quickly ran into the plane.
The three target people were not on the plane, so they had to confirm.
They never thought that Sharapova and Del would be among the stewardesses on the flight crew. Both of them lowered their heads and mingled with the crowd, and no one around them suspected it.
At this time, Zhang Feng walked out of the airport. When he passed by a passenger, he took out a mobile phone from his pocket.
I haven't done such a petty theft job for a long time, but the method is not unfamiliar at all.
He called the old beggar and said, "Old beggar, I am in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. I am preparing to return to my country. I have prepared a gift for you, but it may not be easy to bring this gift back to my country."
"Gifts? How can you be so kind to bring a gift to an old man like me? Why don't I believe it?" The old beggar's angry voice came from the phone.
"Hey, what big things have happened recently? Don't you know, do you need me to say more about a little girl?" Zhang Feng said with a sneer.
The old beggar on the other end of the phone was lying on the sofa. Hearing Zhang Feng's words, his body suddenly jumped up.
"Are you talking about her? Is she in your hands now? Mom sells batches!"
The old beggar was so excited that he started swearing, "Son, if you lose me, believe it or not, I will go over and kill you!"
"Look at what you said, of course I want to deliver her to you, but I have conditions. As long as you agree to my conditions, everything is a trivial matter!" Zhang Feng climbed up the pole.
The old beggar's eyelids twitched twice, and he knew that Zhang Feng didn't show off the rabbit, and even brought a gift for himself. Only a ghost would believe it.
"Tell me the conditions!"
"My conditions are very simple! I want to rebuild the Huangquan Special Forces Team!" Zhang Feng said.
The old beggar on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and then said: "The Huangquan special operations team will definitely be established. I can agree to this condition."
"Old beggar, don't play tricks on me, you know what I mean! The Huangquan Special Operations Team I'm talking about is not simply to re-establish a special operations force with this name, but to recall the people from the original Huangquan Special Operations Team Go!" Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.
The King of Hell, the Judge, the Tyrannosaurus, the Jackal, the Student, and the Monkey have never forgotten that they are members of the Underworld Special Operations Team, and the same is true for Zhang Feng. The memories of the Underworld Special Operations Team are destined to be the most precious memories in the head!
"I can't make up my mind about this matter!" the old beggar said truthfully.
"You can't make up your mind? I'm not in a hurry. I will call you every day. After three days, if you still can't make up your mind, then let's break up!" After saying that, Zhang Feng hung up the phone directly.