"Hello sir, welcome to China Airlines Flight 999, please inside." At the entrance of the flight, four tall and graceful young flight attendants politely greeted the passengers who walked in.

"Thank you!" Thunderblade nodded lightly to the stewardess next to him and followed the crowd inside.

It stands to reason that according to Thunder Blade's current cultivation, he can fly back directly without taking a plane, but Thunder Blade doesn't want to behave too hard in the city and cause unnecessary trouble.

What's more, Thunder Blade flew back to Rongcheng, so that he could get back the good memories he had at the beginning.

Thinking back to the beginning, Thunderblade returned to Chengdu from Africa and met warmth on the plane.

This woman he treats like a beloved person misunderstands that he has broken her computer, which makes him extremely depressed.

But now that he thinks about it, the corners of Thunder Blade's mouth can't help but hook up a faint smile, sighing that fate is so wonderful.

If it weren't for this chance encounter, how could men and women who originally belonged to two trajectories know each other and love each other?

It's just that memories are memories after all.

Now sitting in this seat next to Lei Feng is not a cute and warm man, but a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears.

The middle-aged man had an inch head, a big, round head like a leather ball, and the beer in front of him had a belly so big that it looked like he was pregnant with triplets, and even if he sat there, his stomach kept shaking.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at the Thunder Blade, and saw that the Thunder Blade was dressed very ordinary, the jeans on his legs were white, his eyes rolled, and he said slowly: "Boy, be careful when you drink later, don't stain my suit, my suit is a limited edition of Mira!" ”

Mira is an emerging brand that has risen in the past three years, and the limelight has completely overshadowed some old brands, and it is very popular in the world.

However, Thunder Blade was separated from the middle-aged man by a distance, and it was impossible to spill a drink on the suit under normal circumstances, and the reason why the middle-aged man said this was just to take the opportunity to show off in front of Thunder Blade.

It's just that if he knows that Mira's chief designer is still the younger brother of Thunderblade before, I don't know how he feels?

"I'll pay attention!" Thunder Blade smiled and nodded, with his current status, he still disdains to be as knowledgeable as an ordinary person, if he wants to pretend, let him pretend!

When the middle-aged man heard this, he snorted with contempt, and muttered in his mouth: "Hillbilly, count yourself as acquaintances." ”

Thunder Blade smiled slightly, pretended not to hear, picked up the magazine in front of him, and read it casually.

After sitting for ten minutes, when the flight attendant introduced some precautions for taking the plane, the flight took off slowly.

After the flight was stable, the flight attendant began to push the trolley with drinks and asked the passengers one by one.

The flight attendants are young and beautiful, with graceful figures, and many passengers have an itch in their hearts.

"Tsk, it's really the best!" The middle-aged man just now looked at it with a golden light in his eyes, and sighed obscenely, not caring about the eyes of others at all.

"Sir, may I ask you what you have to drink?" The stewardess pushed the cart with drinks, and soon came to Thunderblade, and the sweet voice suddenly sounded in Thunderblade's ears.

"I want to ......"

"Beauty, bring me a cup of coffee, no sugar, more milk." The middle-aged man didn't wait for Lei Blade to finish speaking, he directly leaned over and took the lead with a sloppy expression.

The stewardess was obviously accustomed to seeing this kind of guest who coveted her beauty, and she couldn't see the slightest change on her face, and smiled professionally: "Please wait!" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, beauty, will you come to Rongcheng in a while? You really look like my first girlfriend, you will have a meal together and make friends when you have time, I don't mean anything else, I just want to make a friend, this is my business card. As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out his business card from his arms and wanted to stuff it into the flight attendant's hand.

"I'm sorry sir, our company rules don't just ask for things from customers, please put away your business card." The flight attendant still politely pushed the business card back.

However, the middle-aged man did not stop there.

At this moment, the obscene and obese salty pig hand grasped the flight attendant's white and thin jade hand.

"Beauty, I really want to make friends with you, look at my business card, I am the owner of Zhongwang Real Estate, a serious businessman, and I am still single." Seeing that the rhetoric was useless, the middle-aged man started to show off his wealth again.

"I'm really sorry, sir, please restrain your behavior a little, your coffee is ready." The stewardess pushed away the middle-aged man's groping hand, picked up the coffee and put it on the partition in front of the middle-aged man's seat.

The middle-aged man saw that all kinds of offensives were being used, but the flight attendant still refused to commit the crime, and his face immediately changed to a negative look, pretending to accidentally touch the coffee cup, and the small half cup of coffee immediately splashed out and spilled onto his brand-name trousers.

"Hey, what are you doing here, my pants are a famous brand, why did you accidentally spill the coffee so much, hurry up and wipe me clean with a tissue." The middle-aged man pointed between his legs and scolded angrily.

The flight attendant's fair-skinned pretty face turned red instantly, which was obviously Chi Guoguo's teasing.

"I didn't, you spilled it yourself." The stewardess blushed and argued.

"Fart, it's obviously a problem with your service attitude, hurry up and wipe me clean with your hands." The middle-aged man was about to reach out and grab the flight attendant.

However, at this moment, a more powerful hand grabbed the middle-aged man's wrist and smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, I spilled that cup of coffee just now." ”

Without waiting for the middle-aged man to react, Lei Jian picked up another cup of coffee from the cart and poured it down the middle-aged man's head.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hold my hand steady just now, and it slipped again." Thunderblade said innocently, as if it were true.

The middle-aged man was drenched by two cups of coffee, obviously stunned, and when he reacted, he wiped the coffee on his face with his hand, and looked at Thunder Blade angrily and scolded: "Bastard, you are fucking looking for death!" ”

The middle-aged man raised his fat hand and struck at the thunder blade, causing the flight attendant next to him to scream.

A chuckle appeared at the corner of Lei Blade's mouth, and he glanced at the middle-aged man's eyes, and the middle-aged man only felt trembling, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole person was frozen.

The raised hand stopped in mid-air, overwhelmed, and his shoulders trembled.

"Smack!" The crisp and loud slap sounded in the quiet cabin and immediately attracted the curious eyes of the surrounding passengers.

To everyone's surprise, the middle-aged man's hand did not hit the thunder blade, but hit his own face.

The slap was very powerful, and a clear red palm print immediately appeared on the middle-aged man's bloated face, which looked like a funny clown.