An international flight from the Gold Coast to China slowly landed on the airport runway.
The plane door opened, and a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses slowly walked out of the cabin. He was wearing a black cloth coat, a pair of black cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles under his feet, and a string of beeswax on his hand... He looked elegant and easy-going, but
There were more than a dozen strong men following him, each of them was extremely strong, like a ferocious beast, with angry eyes and murderous intent!
This group of men, exuding violent aura, just followed the elegant middle-aged man and walked out of the cabin unscrupulously. Passengers around them retreated. This group of people was really too frightened... Everyone exuded...
The murderous intention is shocking!
"You're drafting it, go fucking faster, even if you dare to block Master Qing's way, you don't even want to live anymore!"
Seeing the congestion of people on the airport bridge, several big men rushed forward, grabbed the collars of the passengers who were blocked in front, pushed the passengers aside arbitrarily, and forcibly opened a fast lane for the middle-aged men.
"Hey, do you have any quality? Are you all queuing up? Why are you so special and still recommending others?"
A young man who looked like a college student got up from the ground, pointed at the group of people and shouted loudly.
But before he finished speaking, a strong man suddenly walked up to him. Without giving the boy time to react, he kicked him directly in the stomach. The boy flew backwards...
There was panic in the crowd, but no one dared to speak when they looked at these burly, fierce-looking men in front of them.
Especially since many people have heard the word "Qingye" just now. The name of Hongshe Qingye is definitely well-known in Southern Province, and no one can offend him at all.
As a result, these people began to retreat one after another, not even bothering to pull up the young man who was kicked down, and moved out of the way. They hoped that these people would leave quickly, but they must not bring trouble to themselves.
"Oh, what are you doing? You all got off the same plane, in an orderly manner. How can you treat them like this?"
Yan Qing said with a smile, bent down and reached out to help the boy who was lying on the ground with severe pain on his face, patted the dust on his body, and said: "Are you okay? If not, I will call a doctor for you? Don't worry,
These subordinates are disobedient. I will educate them when I get back. I, Yan Qing, am not as scary as you think. It is all my subordinates who have ruined my reputation, don’t you think so?"
When he saw the middle-aged man in front of him take off his sunglasses and reveal a kind and approachable face, the severe pain on the young man's face was instantly replaced by panic.
Yan Qing, this is really Yan Qing! The underground king of Nan Province, the devil who kills without blinking an eye!
These people never dreamed that they could be on the same flight as Mr. Hongshe Qing, just by flying!
