"Stephen, you can't stay too long this time, I'll have to change my flight to India." Bagu said.

At this moment, the people are still in this plane, and the people in the economy class have already left, and now there are only a few of them left on the plane to save them, and the outside of the plane has been tightly cordoned off, and no one is allowed to approach.

Stephen listened to Bagu's words, and his face was a little regretful. "Bagu, it's really not the right time for you to come, this morning, I received a mysterious phone call, saying that a bomb has been installed on the plane to India, although people have been organized to investigate, and no problems have been found, but this flight has been forced to cancel, and it will not be until tomorrow at the latest."

Lin Fan and Bagu's expressions changed, they didn't expect their movements to be so fast, and they directly made the whole plane unable to fly normally, the purpose was to prevent Bagu and Lin Fan from reaching India.

The more this looks, the more uneasy Bagu becomes, they are just hindering themselves and others from going to India, what makes sense of this, no matter what, they are going to go, it is because they want to be unfavorable to the sect leader, and when they think of this Bagu, they are not to be decided.

If there was no problem with the sect leader's body before, Bagu was not worried at all, but now it is different, the sect leader can't move his whole body, that is, the fish on the chopping board, although there are several other guards, but it can't withstand the siege of everyone.

"Stephen, can you help me get a plane to India." Bagu said.

Stephen knew that Bagu's matter was very serious this time, he had never seen Bagu in such a hurry, or to take a plane to a certain place, in Bagu's own words, that is, his fate was not in his own hands on the plane.

"I'll help you ask." Stephen immediately called his superiors, and when he answered the phone, Stephen said the help he needed, but then Stephen's face changed instantly.

"FUCK" Stephen fucked, but the phone was already hanging up.

Stephen had all kinds of displeasure and helplessness in his heart, "Bagu, I'm sorry, I can't help you, you know that there are people above me, and I can't do anything." ”

"It's okay, my friend, we've been here for so many years, you don't have to say sorry to me for this kind of thing, you can come here to help me deal with these things, it's already the greatest help to me." Bagu said that he knew that Stephen was difficult to do, especially the guys above were even more difficult to deal with.

"Good luck." Stephen hugged Bagu and whispered, "Go to the punk trading place, there's a way there." ”

"See you soon." Stephen said.

"See you soon."

Lin Fan also nodded at Stephen, and then left here with Bagu, as for how to deal with this place, it is none of their business, the rest is only Stephen's business.

Lin Fan and Bagu immediately walked out of the airport, "Bagu, punk trading ground, where is it." ”

Bagu shook his head, and the two got into a taxi and told the driver about this place, but the driver didn't know where this was, and there was no choice but to send it to the city center.

Lin Fan thought of Smit and dialed the phone directly, as soon as the phone was called, Lin Fan couldn't stand it, how old he was, and he was still talking so disgusting.

"Oh, my dear friend, you miss me after not seeing you for more than a month." Smit was taking a shower at home at the moment, smoking a cigar, and when he saw that it was Huaxia Fan, he immediately picked it up excitedly.

"Smit, I'm on Ranki Street in Country M." Lin Fan said.

"God, wait for me, and I'll be there in five minutes." Smit immediately hung up Lin Fan's phone, quickly got dressed, and drove his somewhat old-fashioned car towards Lin Fan's side.

"I call a friend of mine, and he probably knows where that place is." Lin Fan said to Bagu.

Five minutes came quickly, and I saw a car sprinting quickly, as if the car could fall apart at any time.

"Hi my friend." Smit got out of the car, walked over with his hands outstretched, and hugged Lin Fan.

"This is Bagu, my friend, Smit is not the time for small talk, I want to ask you if you know anything about the punk trading grounds?" Lin Fan said.

Smit looked at Lin Fan and then at Bagu, he worked in the organization, and there was absolutely no problem in observing words and feelings, he knew that this matter was a very important thing for Lin Fan.

"Get in the car, I'll take you there." Smit said.

In the car, Lin Fan told Smit about his purpose.

"Why, if you're going to India, you're going to go to the punk market, where most people don't know the way, and you can't get in without members, but luckily I do." Smit said.

Soon Smit's car drove to a rare place, through a series of small roads, which was still the center of the city, but there were no people, it was a strange place.

Soon there was a gate ahead, and Smit parked the car aside, and Lin Fan and Bagu also got out of the car.

Smit came to the gatekeeper, took out a card, and handed it to the old man. The old man glanced at it in a daze, swiped it on the computer, and the English letters of the customs clearance were displayed on the computer.

He looked at Lin Fan and Bagu again, and his chapped lips opened slightly, "These two people don't have a card and can't enter." ”

"Oh, old man, why didn't I bring my friend with me last time." Smit said.

The old man didn't speak, but kept looking at the computer, as if the three people next to him didn't exist.

"What did he say." Lin Fan couldn't understand English, and seeing that the old man didn't make any movements, he was a little anxious.

"He said you don't have a card, you can't come in, this fucking old man, I brought someone in last time." Smit said.

Lin Fan took a step forward, as if by magic, and took out a wad of dollars from his bag, and when he came here, Lin Fan exchanged money at home, just because he was afraid that he would need it there.

The old man sat there and saw so much more money on the table, and his eyes suddenly twinkled.

"OK" The old man's chapped lips said a word again, this sentence Lin Fan could understand.

Damn, Lin Fan has all kinds of grass Nima in his heart, and if he wants money, he will say it early, what to pretend, it is a waste of everyone's time.

The old man opened the drawer, blocked the sight of Lin Fan and the others with his hand, and entered the password.

There are four floor tiles on the ground of "Boom ......", like robots, which suddenly shrink.

"Let's go inside."

Lin Fan looked at Smit, he had been here once, and he must have known that the Dao should be from this side.

Smit nodded, he had come from here the last time he came.

Lin Fan followed Smit and walked in, and when the three of them entered, the old man closed the passage and sat there like a dead man looking at the screen.