After detecting Jason's actions, another helicopter rushed up and avoided the McDonald 902 helicopter.

Then, Jason forced him over and flew under the "Thunderbird Second Generation" produced by Robinson helicopters, trying to create turbulence to force it to descend.

Just like this, one after another, flying to the distance.

Han Xuan rubbed his numb ears, wondering how loud he was, and shouted: "Jason is so crazy! Something happened almost!"

"It's okay, Jason has been a helicopter instructor in the army, and the other party is also an old pilot.

The movements that just turned the corner were very standard, and most people couldn't do it. If he didn't leave, Jason would fall down and there would be no accident."

Gabriel replied with a smile, pointing to the distance: "Look, the two helicopters are starting to lower the altitude, and the other party will be forced to stop by Jason soon."

Han Xuan asked, standing beside the iron railing on the rooftop, looking.

Their descending direction was exactly the open space of grandpa, where helicopters could be parked nearby, and the view was blocked by the tall buildings and could not see the situation.

It took only four or five minutes before and after, the apron managers of the Aon Center building had just gone upstairs.

He didn't see the previous picture, so he trotted to Han Xuan and smiled and said, "Welcome to the Aon Center, I'm very happy to see you, Han.

The stairs are here, please come with me, and you can reach your company on the three floors.

The weather is good today, right?”

“Yes, the wind is very comfortable on you”

On the other side.

The vendors on the open space are selling things. The New Year holiday has passed. There are much fewer tourists coming to Los Angeles to play than the previous few days. Scattered guests are choosing souvenirs.

A helicopter suddenly appeared at a low altitude in the city, and they were shocked!

I thought something was wrong, so I hurriedly squatted down with my head in my arms and stared at the two helicopters. If I find something wrong, I will run away immediately.

Jason dared not force the other party at low altitudes. The city turbulence would cause the helicopter to lose balance and easily hit nearby buildings.

Seeing the second generation of Thunderbird stopped and landed with it.

After the engine was turned off, he immediately opened the door and bent over and ran over without waiting for the spiral to stop.

When he came to the other party's driving door, he saw that the other party was two young men in their twenties and were thin. Jason raised his arm, smashed the door hard, and shouted in a thick voice: "Come down! Little bastard, my boss wants to see you!"

The two young men inside were obviously frightened, and their already fair faces became paler.

When the fear disappears, anger emerges.

The one in the driver's seat pushed open the door with great force, jumped down and pushed towards Jason, shouting: "Are you looking for death? Do you want to kill me?"

Jason was pushed down by him, and he didn't move, and continued, "My boss wants to see you."

"He wants to see me, and I'm going to go? Who do he think he is?

Kiss my butt, what are the uses of muscles trained in the gym? It's stupid."

As soon as he said this, a fist hit his arrogant face hard, and then another punch.

The other man rushed to help, Jason kicked him three or four meters away, rolled a few times before stopping, and dust was flying in the dry mud.

The two embroidered pillows were not useful. Before the tourists and vendors could figure out the situation, they saw them lying on the ground and not moving.

Jason carried one, carried one, moved them to the McDonald 902 helicopter, opened the rear hatch and threw it in.

I also sat in the cockpit, whistled proudly, and set off to the Aon Center Building

The administrator asked Han Xuan to enter the building, but Han Xuan refused with a smile.

The man thought he had something to talk about, or wanted to breathe fresh air and bask in the sun. After saying that, he asked him to leave alone after he had something to say.

The water bottle fell from the air and smashed very hard.

Han Xuan's back of his hand was a little purple, and his hands were placed in front of him to compare, and his right hand was swollen than the back of his left hand.

He said to Anya: "If I hadn't been here, you would have been hit. How could I thank me?"

"I don't know, what gift do you want?

I still have money in my bank card, and I have called me the manuscript fee for the comics, which is more than 200,000 yuan."

Seeing Anya's serious look and her purple eyes wide, Han Xuan didn't know what to say and said speechlessly: "I'm just kidding. Do you have no sense of humor?

I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you after I think about it."

Anya nodded, and heard the thud noise in the wind, turned her head and looked at the place where the helicopter landed before, and said, "Mr. Jason is back."

"It's so fast, I should have gone with Jason just now.

The guy in that helicopter is so arrogant. Let’s see how I beat him up later!”

Owen clenched his fists hard and made a creaking sound.

In the field of vision, the helicopter was getting closer and closer, and Han Xuan pulled Anya back a few steps to avoid the strong wind.

When the helicopter landed, Jason jumped down and patted the dust on his body, put on a suit and buttoned it, and said with a smile: "The person is brought back, little boss."

Han Xuan tilted his head and saw Gabriel opening the door. The two guys were lying in the back cabin and howling. The man whose face was punched by Jason was still bleeding from his nose.

He said to Jason: "You are too ruthless. It's okay to hit other places. Slapping the face can easily leave wounds. We will suffer losses when we get into court."

"It's okay, they attacked me first, and many people saw it.

I was going to talk to them carefully, but I didn’t expect this guy to push me up, so I taught them a lesson.”

"Fuck you, you're done!

You must be done, do you know who I am!"

The man who was beaten in the face struggled to stand up. He probably had a little concussion. He couldn't stand firmly and kept feeling nauseous.

"Li Gang's son?"

Han Xuan said to him that this guy can drive helicopters at a young age, and it is impossible for the second generation of officials to be rich, they should be rich, the third generation of rich, etc.

I rarely encounter such people. Even if I meet them, they will not show them in front of Han Xuan because there is nothing to be proud of.

But today the two of them didn't see Han Xuan, and then they hit the gun.

At this time, the door of the rooftop was opened. A tall and thin middle-aged man with a beard with a treacherous expression like a mouse. His face was undoubtedly a Jew.

When he saw the young man, his face was covered in blood, he screamed: "Mr. Rutman, little!

What happened! Damn it, you dared it.”

The scene suddenly became strangely silent.

Han Xuan had never heard of a rich man named Ratman, which means that his status was not known enough, so he raised his hand to show them, "Who threw the bottles around?"

I was injured. I don’t know if I can’t throw things in the air. Who are you?"

Little Ratman kept silent about his identity, pointed at his companion who was covering his stomach and said, "It was my brother who lost it.

I feel very sorry, it is our fault, please accept my apology.”

After reaching a certain level, life becomes peaceful. I thought I could encounter something interesting, but I didn’t expect that I would be a soft boy again.

Maybe you should be an ordinary person for a while, just like Anya wrote, to experience the real life.

If he used something to describe it, he has now become the "Dragon Man" in One Piece comics, living in the world, but he is different from others and is above him.

Han Xuan was not proud, but instead felt a sense of boredom arose in his heart, and his tone was lazy:

"never mind.

It's even, let's go as if it's not happening."

The Jews bent down respectfully. There were many wealthy Jews in the world, but they did not belong to that group of people. "Give up the way for the powerful" was one of the laws of survival for the Jews from ancient times to the present.

Walking into the stairs, I saw the floor distribution map of Aon Center. When I found that n Biopharmaceuticals Company's headquarters was also in this building, Han Xuan knew who the young man was.

Since 1980, the company has successively developed many new drugs and received several large capital injections. Its market value on Nasdaq has exceeded US$300 million, and its future appreciation potential is huge.

Its founder's surname is Ratman, and he used to be a poor teacher with a Ph.D. in biology.
Chapter completed!