Chapter 2011 Who should I give it to?
Yan Chi glanced at it but did not pick it up, "Give it to who?"
The man put the box on Yan Chi's lap, "Wedding gift."
After saying that, he smiled and said, "Have a nice trip."
Yan Chi didn't like his action of handing the box, especially when he touched the box with his hand. It was too precious, but instead Yan Chi is like a container only used to hold things.
However, it didn't matter whether he had any objections. Soon, two sturdy men carried him in a wheelchair and put him on the plane.
Looking back, the man was already walking back.
Wedding gift.
Brother Yan? !
Damn it, his brother Yan is so strong. Even Emperor Yan gave him a gift. He buried such a line and didn’t say hello before leaving. Then how could he have spent the time with the pretty boy Xu and Wei Snake before? Not in vain!
The plane took off, Emperor Yan held the door and glanced at the sky.
“Master, you really sent this person away like this, and you didn’t leave any backup plan?”
Emperor Yan lowered his gaze indifferently, “That’s Yan Chi, how dare you leave any backup plans for him? "Hand?"
"It's not like I haven't touched anyone's life. Anyway, there's still some time left before the plan. It doesn't matter if I kill the alliance and get another life. This Yan Chi is so popular. He knows a lot of things. Letting people go like this is equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain. What if he is in a bad mood and turns back to deal with us? "
Yan Chi guessed one thing right, the dark snake is indeed interested in him? Murderous intention.
"He won't."
Emperor Yan believed in Yan Chi's character without saying anything, "Stop fighting and killing all day long. It's time to calm down. You can hand over the affairs here during this period." , go and have a round with Lang Hao, and if nothing unexpected happens, Kyoto will give you a new identity at the end of this year."
Dark Snake gritted his teeth, and even though the words were on his lips, he still swallowed them with frustration. , "I know, I listen to you."
Emperor Yan patted him on the shoulder, opened the car door and sat in.
At this time, on the plane.
Yan Chi squinted for an hour. It wasn't that he was sleepy, or that he was arrogant. He had reached this point and no longer had to worry about safety, but he was vigilant after all. After waking up, the surroundings were unusually quiet, and he couldn't hear any sound. He tilted his eyes slightly and quickly glanced around. As soon as he glanced up, a knife was suddenly and quietly placed across his neck.
“Heh.”
Yan Chi closed his eyes, “Let’s do it.”
The man’s slightly thick voice came from above his head, “The Emperor Yan asked I killed you on the road.”
"Oh," Yan Chi curled his lips, listening to the deliberately changed voice, "Kill him."
The handle of the knife touched his chin, and the sharp blade was just above his Adam's apple. Chi Ben was lying on his back. He didn't move. Whenever the opponent exerted force, his blood would be splattered on the spot.
"Bang!"
The knife was thrown into the tin plate.
The man came around from behind and sat down on the seat opposite.
Yan Chi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man in a white coat who slowly took off his mask, "Why don't you continue playing?"
In front of him was an unfamiliar face, an honest and flat appearance, a pair of There are too many whites in the lower three white eyes, the skin is dark, and spots the size of pinholes are spread all over the facial features.
It’s really not a standout, and if you put it in a crowd, your appearance will be lost in everyone in one second.
The sitting posture is quite bold and unrestrained, with legs spread apart. A pair of long legs are bent or stretched. Under the white coat, a neatly tied belt can be vaguely seen.
For a doctor who works all year round, it would be great to have such a figure.
"There are three doctors and nurses, and no bodyguards sent by Emperor Yan. They have all fallen asleep after eating. They will not wake up until they get off the plane in two days."
So, there was something in the meal.
(End of this chapter)