Moscow Airport, Russia---

On the plane, Song Zhichao's head was groggy. I took a plane from Nandu, during which I made three more transfers, and this time I came to Moscow with great difficulty.

In the car, most of the passengers were Russians, and their mouths were muttering Russian. It is impossible for Song Zhichao to rest for a while with his eyes closed.

In front, a huge Russian man, is drinking vodka--- in this era, the control on the plane is not very strict, alcohol and the like, basically there are no restrictions, Russians, especially Russian men like to drink, so that many times there will be drunk men on the plane.

Just when Song Zhichao couldn't stand the Russian man's constant burping and the smell of alcohol, a voice said: "Sir, I'm sorry, the plane is about to land, please don't drink anymore, okay?"

It's a stewardess who dissuades that Russian fat guy.

The Russian fat guy was obviously drunk, not only ignored the dissuasion of the stewardess, but also teased the other party, saying that he had drunk too much and now needed to go to the bathroom to pee, but he couldn't walk anymore and needed the help of this young lady.

After saying that, the Russian fat guy stretched out his groping hand and struck at the stewardess's chest.

The stewardess screamed and dodged.

The surrounding passengers were laughing and watching the excitement, and no one stepped forward to stop them.

There are also security personnel on the plane, but at this time, I can't make it for a while to check my luggage at the back of the plane and make final preparations.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao lifted the blanket covering his body, got up, didn't say anything, and directly pulled the screaming stewardess behind him.

The Russian fat guy glanced at Song Zhichao drunkenly, swearing in his mouth, roughly a yellow-skinned pig, what are you going to do?

Song Zhichao's answer was also very simple, he directly picked up the vodka bottle used by the fat guy, and the bottle rammed on his head.

With a bang, the bottle shattered.

The Russian fat guy glared at Song Zhichao with his eyes, his eyes widened, and then he snorted and collapsed to the ground.

All around, screaming and screaming.

Song Zhichao clapped his hands, turned back to the stewardess and said, "Call security!"

......

Airport, secure room---

Song Zhichao crossed his legs and looked at the newspaper in his hand.

The Russian fat guy who had been blown out by him covered his head at this time and scolded loudly: "He was the one who beat me! God, this barbaric fellow!"

Several airport security guards comforted the fat guy while asking the flight attendant to take notes.

After the stewardess told the story, she began to ask Song Zhichao, who was reading the newspaper.

Song Zhichao folded the newspaper, threw it aside, and said, "My lawyer will be here soon, you can tell him about something!"

Those security: "......"

"Shit! You still have a lawyer like this? He must be lying, damn the Chinese guy, he dares to beat me, I'm not done with you! Yes, I'm going to put you in prison, so you can't finish eating and go around!" The Russian fat guy was furious.

Those security guards are all Russians, although they know that this incident is all the fault of the fat guy, but the fat guy is Russian, Song Zhichao is Chinese, they can't help but favor the fat guy, and said to Song Zhichao that he made a very serious mistake, if he does not apologize to the fat guy and does not accept the fine, he will really go to jail.

The stewardess still had some conscience, so she kept saying that this incident was not Song Zhichao's fault, but was caused by the fat guy first. The security chief advised her to go back first, saying that there was nothing to do with her here.

finally broke the stewardess away, and the security guards and the fat guy colluded, closed the doors and windows, looked evil, and prepared to clean up Song Zhichao, when the fat guy was relieved, as for the fine, he would give these security guards as bribes.

"Are you ready, Chinese Yankee, what do you choose?, do you apologize for the fine, or get ---beaten up," he said, two of the security guards drew their batons, grinned, and gestured towards Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao looked at these bastards, crossed his legs, shook his fingers, and smiled.

Seeing that Song Zhichao was still so arrogant at this time, the Russian fat guy was unhappy and said: "Damn, I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!"

"Beat him!"

"Give him some color!"

"Let him know we're awesome!"

Bang.

The door was slammed open.

A squad of policemen rushed in, all armed with nuclear bombs and gunned.

At the front, a tall blonde beauty with a bumpy figure, wearing a police uniform, walked in coldly.

The Russian fat guys, and the security guards, were frightened, not understanding who they were and what they were going to do.

The Russian fat guy was scared in his heart, but his lust heart did not change, looking at the blonde beauty, his heart said that this woman is so beautiful, if she can let herself sleep, she is willing to die--- staring at the blonde beauty, and couldn't help licking her tongue.

The blonde beauty glanced coldly at the fat guy and a few security guards, especially when she saw the squinting eyes of the Russian fat guy, her cold eyes suddenly became as sharp as knives.

For some reason, seeing her eyes, the fat guy and the others couldn't help but chill.

"Arrest them!" ordered the blonde beauty.

In an instant, a group of police officers arrested the men.

"Let go of me! Do you know who I am?" shouted the Russian fat guy, "damn it, you have offended me, and I will accuse you!"

"What are you holding us for?" said a couple of hapless security guards, "We didn't do anything!"

At this time, hearing the movement in the house, other security personnel at the airport rushed to hear the news, opened the door and looked, but saw a group of Moscow police officers arresting their companions, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Without waiting for them to ask, the blonde took out her work ID and shook it in front of their eyes.

Seeing the official titles on it clearly, the gang immediately took a breath of cold air --- Moscow Police Department, Senior Inspector.

Come and go fast.

The group of security guards saw that the other party was big, and they couldn't be offended, so they hurriedly went out, and by the way, they also closed the door.

"Help me!"

"Help us!"

The Russian fat guy and the hapless security guard are all about to cry.

Next, they were answered with fists, as well as sticks, and butts for guns.

Crackling, beating them into pigs' heads in the blink of an eye.

The nose is blue and the face is swollen, and he wails.

Look at the blonde beauty again, from beginning to end, she didn't say a word.

At this moment, after she finished repairing those unlucky ghosts, she turned her head to look at Song Zhichao.

The blonde beauty walked up to Song Zhichao, looked at him, looked at this familiar man, looked at this familiar face--- didn't say anything, her beautiful eyes fanned, but tears flowed down.

At this time---

"All right! I can't see anyone crying. Song Zhichao got up and hugged the blonde beauty into his arms in front of everyone.

The blonde cries even harder.

Her subordinates all subconsciously turned their heads.

Song Zhichao hugged her and said, "Eva, I'm back!"

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