Chapter three hundred and eighty first
Just when everyone was puzzled and didn't know what Han Sanqian wanted to do, Han Sanqian kicked it with thunder. The foreign man standing in front of him was like paper. After several steps back, he fell heavily to the ground.
Countless people took a breath and were stunned by Han Sanqian's sudden attack.
He...he actually dared to take the initiative to hit people. Didn't he see how many people there were on the other side?
Or is he expecting others on the plane to help?
The flight attendant looked at Han Sanqian in shock. The sudden fight made her stand there, not knowing what to do.
No wonder he said he didn't want to be put on the blacklist and fought on the plane, which is a very dangerous behavior.
The flight attendant subconsciously glanced at the casual flight attendant, but he did not take action, as if he had no intention of stopping the matter.
After the beaten foreigner fell to the ground, the other several became furious, but the narrow aisle could not allow them to take action at the same time.
Han Sanqian was in the pass, and ten thousand men could not open it. He beat all the people to the ground with three punches and two kicks, and kept wailing.
Only then did the passengers realize that he did not intend to ask someone to help, he could deal with these troublemakers alone.
"So awesome!"
"This guy is too fierce, he can't be a professional one, right?"
"These foreigners can be beaten to the ironclad, just letting them know that this is China, not a place where they can come from."
Some passengers began to yell to help Han Sanqian.
The little girl hid quietly in her mother's arms, and innocently raised her head and said, "Mom, my brother is so powerful. So many people can't beat him."
The woman was unable to come back to her senses for a long time. No matter how many people were or how big they were, Han Sanqian was destined to suffer losses, but he made everyone fall into the glasses and dealt with those foreigners with one force.
"Remember to say thank you to my brother later." The woman said to the little girl.
The little girl raised her pink fist and said with a cute and fierce look on her face, "When I grow up, I must be as powerful as my brother."
"You...you know how to kung fu!" The first foreigner who was beaten to the ground looked at Han Sanqian in horror. Although China's kung fu was famous, he had never really seen it. It was not until this moment that he realized that he might have met a kung fu master.
Han Sanqian walked up to the man and asked lightly: "Do you want to upgrade the cabin, or do you want to land vertically?"
The foreigner was so scared that his face was pale and landed vertically. What he meant was to throw them off the plane.
Arrogant, arrogant!
Now only these four words can describe Han Sanqian. A few foreigners don’t think Han Sanqian is joking at all.
"Sorry, we were wrong."
"We were wrong, please spare me."
"We don't upgrade the cabin, and we won't think she's quarrel."
Several people apologized repeatedly.
This scene is very satisfying. After all, their arrogance before made everyone very disgusted. But now, bowing their heads and admitting their mistakes, how can this contrast make people unhappy?
"You can help them arrange the upgrades for both of them, mother and son." Han Sanqian said to the flight attendant.
The flight attendant did not obey Han Sanqian, but at this moment, she had no idea of resisting what Han Sanqian said.
"This is China. We welcome people from all over the world to visit, but if someone makes trouble, as a Chinese, it will never be allowed. Today, I will not care about this matter. I hope you can learn more in the future. Don't think that there is only one person like me in China. I am just a very small role. People are better than me. Many people are here. I wish you good luck. If you meet someone better than me, you will not be so lucky." Han Sanqian said.
The security officer clenched his fists in an instant, but soon let go.
His skills may be very powerful for ordinary people, but he knows very well that the young man in front of him is definitely not something he can beat.
Those foreigners did not seem as weak as they looked, but because this young man was too strong, they seemed to be beaten.
When he returned to his position, the flight attendant came to Han Sanqian with water, leaned over and asked softly: "He didn't make things difficult for you, right?"
The faint fragrance of perfume came to his nose, and the God's vision on the neckline was even more unlimited for Han Sanqian, but he only focused on Su Yingxia, so no matter how beautiful the scenery was, he would not take a look at it.
"Nothing, thank you for your concern." Han Sanqian said.
The flight attendant lady deliberately approached some Han Sanqian, handed out a business card, and said, "This is my contact information. If you are bored, you can find me."
"Okay." Han Sanqian took the business card, and did not even take a look. He closed it politely, but after getting off the plane, the business card was destined to be thrown into the trash can.
The plane landed at Yanjing Airport. After Han Sanqian walked out of the terminal, a Bentley had been waiting for a long time.
Chapter completed!