Chapter 112: Kicking the Pavilion

The warm fragrant nephrite was full of arms, but Zhang Qi didn't have a look of enjoyment at all, just because the place where Song Peihan's knees were pressed against was too coincidental, he practiced martial arts, not Huanxi Zen, even if he practiced Huanxi Zen, Tie King Kong couldn't resist it.

After the plane returned to stability, Zhang Qi let go of the hand holding Song Peihan, and his handsome face was very strange.

"Are you alright?" Song Peihan was shocked, only to find out Zhang Qi's condition, and asked nervously.

"It's fine." Zhang Qi said with a dead voice.

Even though Zhang Qi had already said that it was okay, Song Peihan's nervous expression still did not subside at all, she knew very well how much strength she used at that time, when she was afraid, she did not reserve it at all, and even used a part of her strength more than usual, it was strange that it didn't hurt.

But this kind of thing, Song Peihan, as a girl who is not very familiar with Zhang Qi, is always embarrassed to keep asking, so she has to sit anxiously and shyly on the side, with an expression that wants to ask but can't find something to say.

"Sir, are you unwell? Please wait a minute, I'll call a doctor. At this time, a flight attendant saw that Zhang Qi's face didn't seem to be very good, and came over to inquire with concern, as if in the event of this kind of accident, the airline is fully responsible, and the captain has notified the ground to prepare an ambulance.

Zhang Qi naturally wouldn't follow him to the hospital, joking, did he say to the doctor: "I have pain here, please help rub it, isn't that just a shame to throw it to the book." ”

And Song Peihan looked embarrassed when he heard the stewardess's words, obviously thinking of Zhang Qi's current state, and most importantly, this embarrassment was caused by himself.

"It's okay, my knee is bumped, it's bruised, and I'll be fine in a while." Zhang Qi explained a few words, and gestured to Song Peihan with his eyes, and saw her blushing and nodding, before he put his mind at ease.

Due to the turbulence just now, there are a lot of people who need to be taken care of on the plane now, and after hearing that Zhang Qiyi is fine, the flight attendant asked more questions with concern, and after getting a definite answer, she went to other places to help other passengers.

When the flight attendant walked away, the blush on Song Peihan's face had not faded, but she still whispered, "Just now, thank you." ”

Zhang Qi nodded, and before he could speak, Huzi on the side continued to grab words, "Beauty, Brother Zhang is a hero to save the beauty this time, you just say thank you, it doesn't seem to be enough, why don't you invite us to eat sushi, I heard that Hokkaido's yusheng is also good." ”

"Smack", Song Peihan slapped his palms and said happily to Zhang Qi: "Yes, look at my Ma Daha, I'll invite you to dinner, you can have supper just after getting off the plane." ”

After relieving this for a while, Zhang Qi now felt less painful, and there was no expression on his face to endure the pain, seeing Song Peihan's sincere appearance, he shook his head and said, "It's nothing, we still have something to do, so we won't eat it." ”

"Then next time, the beauty will leave your phone, and we will look for ......you after we are busy in two days" Huzi didn't give up and wanted to get close, halfway through speaking, seeing Zhang Qi's unhappy expression, thinking of Zhang Qi's methods, Huzi shuddered and hurriedly closed his starling mouth.

Until he got off the plane, Zhang Qi did not say that he wanted to have further contact with Song Peihan, and the latter was depressed and had no choice, so it was already very rare for her to take the initiative to thank her and invite her to dinner, and she had to post it after being rejected, but she couldn't do it.

When the flight arrived in Sapporo, it was already more than 12 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Qi and the two of them applied for tourist visas through certain channels, and Huzi took Zhang Qi to the airport gate familiarly, typed, and handed over a note with the address to the driver, during which he didn't have to say a word.

"Let's go get the car first, and then let someone drive us to Pingfeng Mountain in Shenhui Village, we can arrive about tomorrow morning, find a place to sleep then, and I'll take you outside JK's lair tomorrow night." Huzi explained for a while, and then said a little embarrassed: "I'll wait for you outside then." ”

An Ziye only asked Huzi to take Zhang Qi to the place, and also strictly forbade him to accompany him in, which made Huzi feel a little unkind, but after weighing the pros and cons, he really didn't have the courage to accompany Zhang Qi in, if it was okay for other mercenary groups, JK, forget it, the Chinese mercenaries and JK people who stayed in DNA have always looked at each other wrongly, and when the time comes, they will definitely die.

As for what Zhang Qi was going to do, Huzi asked curiously, Zhang Qi didn't say, he didn't ask anymore, in terms of satisfying his curiosity and being bored by Zhang Qi, Huzi must know how to choose.

More than 12 o'clock is the beginning of nightlife for a big city, but the traffic on the street is also sparse, not to mention the traffic jam, it took less than half an hour, the two arrived at their destination, a martial arts hall.

"What we are looking for is Lao J, who used to mess with Uncle An, and there were two hits under his hands, it seems that after being injured, he was hired to be a coach in the martial arts hall." Huzi competently explained to Zhang Qi, "This **** is more wonderful than any place in the world, and its influence has penetrated into the National Assembly." ”

Zhang Qi nodded, thinking in his heart about the dart bureau culture of the previous world, the decline of modern rivers and lakes, and even the dart bureau has become professional, the protection is called the bodyguard company, and the one that does the task to sabotage and so on is called the mercenary group, and the rest is **, and the martial arts hall has also been opened, which is also interesting.

Huzi gave the driver a few coins that had been exchanged a long time ago, and after taking the change recovered by the other party, he took out his mobile phone, and when he was about to make a call, he suddenly saw a group of people walking outside the door of the martial arts hall, including those he knew, so he greeted him.

"Old cat, haha, remember that I don't, you're a cat, I'm a tiger......"

As soon as Huzi said this, a Chinese young man of more than 1.8 meters walked over, covered Huzi's mouth, and said: "Damn, don't ruin my reputation, why did you come here, you have a task?" ”

The two looked very familiar, and the old cat covered Huzi's mouth while smiling kindly at Zhang Qi, who was standing with Huzi.

Huzi opened his hands and hugged the old cat, and the latter didn't wait for him to speak again, and said: "I won't talk to you, come with me, someone will come to the gym tonight, there is a play to watch, hehe." ”

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, haha, I've long wanted to see this kind of thing......" Hearing such an interesting thing, Huzi replied happily, halfway through the words, and remembered that it was Zhang Qi who was in charge, and hurriedly smiled and clenched his fists at Zhang Qi with a pleading expression.

It just so happened that Zhang Daxia had never seen such an ancient thing as kicking the gym, and after understanding the meaning of Huzi, he agreed to push the boat down.

The old cat glanced at Huzi strangely, but he knew the surname of this old friend, and he was babbling at Uncle An, but now he was so well-behaved to Zhang Qi that he didn't look like his nickname at all, but he missed the cat a little.

But whatever, the old cat put his arm around Huzi's shoulders, shouted "follow me" in his mouth, and took the two of them to the martial arts hall.

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