Han Shengchao was quite depressed.

In the army, Li Ruifeng is now the squad leader and the boss.

He is just a soldier, training hard every day and obeying orders.

Isn’t this a gift from Song Sanxi?

This time, his father asked him to come, and he was following Song Sanxi's order again?

Seeing Song Sanxi's calm and calm look, he really wanted to punch him.

But there is nothing you can do.

His father told him not to go against Sanxi, because your father likes him.

He could only nod angrily, sneer, and his eyes seemed to say, "You are cruel."

Then, he continued to roar and train his strength, attracting the attention of many people.

Song Sanxi was happy, but he wiped his sweat and left the scene.

There is some anger in my heart.

Obviously, it would be better for him to do this alone.

After all, it involves the whereabouts of the Nine Dragon Cauldron.

Now that there is an additional Han Shengchao, it is a little difficult to handle.

However, it's not impossible.

Be adaptable!

I went back to the room, took a shower, and called Han Fafa.

"Third uncle, what are you doing here with Sen Chao?"

"Haha, Sanxi, aren't I just thinking about what might happen if there is any danger? Shengchao is here and can help you. Why, you two have met?"

"Well, we met. It seems that he has become stronger again, which is gratifying. However, if your precious young master is hurt, don't blame me for not being able to take care of him!"

"Haha, how could that be possible? You also know the attributes of Shengchao's team. They are good at handling this kind of thing. He will handle the battle on the plane well."

"Forget it, I hope there is no fighting, otherwise it may be serious. By the way, my name is Han Shengchao, what is his name?"

"Of course the name on the work badge is Song Sanxi! You two, change your names. Anyway, he uses the real face and you use the mask."

Song Sanxi: "..."

A little depressed.

After all the co-authorship, he is the son of Han Fang?

This is an advantage that others can take advantage of... I have nothing to say.

Get up early the next morning.

Still very energetic.

I was very tired from training last night, but I recovered well.

Song Sanxi changed her face as shown on her ID, dressed in casual clothes, and left the room.

Go to the catering department and eat the free breakfast first.

When he was almost done eating, Han Shengchao, dressed in gorgeous clothes, also came in to have breakfast.

Han Shengchao was stunned and didn't recognize Song Sanxi.

However, after taking another look, he went to have breakfast without saying anything.

Song Sanxi smiled secretly, left the scene, and headed to Rongdu International Airport.

Naturally, I drove there in a Mercedes-Benz.

When he got there, he used his ID directly and passed the security check.

Even though I carry a gun, it doesn't matter because it's my job.

After entering, we went to the International Aviation Police Rest Center and waited for flight notification.

There, there were not only Chinese police officers, but also foreign police officers, drinking their favorite drinks, playing with their mobile phones, reading books or newspapers, etc.

When Song Sanxi arrived, as agreed, he went to a room and changed into work clothes.

This is quite handsome, a beautiful police uniform!

When he came out, a full-time waiter came over, looked at his ID, and said with a smile: "Chief Han, what do you need to drink?"

Song Sanxi ordered a glass of boiled water and sat down by the window.

Nor does he communicate or come into contact with others.

Others were not surprised by his arrival, even if they were relatively unfamiliar.

There are hundreds of international flights here every day, and there are still many police officers of all colors who come here for a short stop and rest.

Of course, there were other people who were familiar with each other and gathered together, laughing and talking about something.

There are a bunch of Chinese people and a bunch of foreigners, and there are also a lot of Chinese people and foreigners who know each other, and they are also gathered together.

Relatively speaking, Song Sanxi was alone and lonely.

After a while, Han Shengchao came in from outside.

He was already nearly 1.9 meters tall, but when he changed into work clothes, he looked even more powerful and heroic.

At the scene, the impression score was very good, and many people looked at him twice.

He didn't care. He ordered a cup of black coffee and glanced around, but didn't see Song Sanxi.

The one sitting by the window with his back to him looks a bit like him.

But he came over to take a look and felt it was not the case.

In fact, it was Song Sanxi.

However, the disguise was done very well, so Han Shengchao even misjudged the real Song Sanxi.

Song Sanxi knew that Han Shengchao came to check on him, but he just pretended not to know.

Read his newspaper, drink boiled water, and look at the busy international airport.

Han Shengchao went back to his seat and sat down alone, not far away.

Drinking black coffee and playing with the phone.

When the airport notifies the relevant information about the flight to the Philippines, the international police officers and the crew have to board the plane first.

Han Shengchao stood up, carrying his exquisite suitcase, and complained in a low voice:

"What is this guy doing? Aren't you trying to arrange things for me?"

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Then, without waiting, he pressed the aisle and went directly to the plane.

Song Sanxi then took his time, picked up his small suitcase, and got on the plane.

The large international flight was parked there and had not yet begun to accommodate passengers.

Han Shengchao sat down in the police station and drank coffee again.

When Song Sanxi entered, he glanced at it.

"Eh? Who are you? There are three policemen on our trip?"

Han Shengchao said with some confusion.

Song Sanxi smiled lightly, sat down, and put the ID on the table, "Young Master Han, take a look?"

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Han Shengchao was stunned.

Look at the ID again, it’s a horse!

Han Shengchao's eyes widened and he looked at Song Sanxi carefully.

Finally he said, "Damn it, I'm blind, but you're awesome!"

At this point, it’s no longer an option if you don’t accept it.

Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Thank you, Officer Song, for the compliment."

Han Shengchao was very depressed because at this time, his ID card was Song Sanxi.

He could only say: "You said it was up to you to arrange it, how to arrange it?"

Song Sanxi thought for a moment and said, "Did Uncle San tell you everything about the situation?"

"Um."

"Okay, that's it. I'm going to question Consul Begun alone in a while. Keep an eye on his entourage, and if there is any movement, you can kill him. But don't use the gun. Even if the bullet is not very lethal,

But it’s not good to cause panic.”
To be continued...