"This ...... Farewell, Brother Han. ”

After Jiang Cheng listened to his words, he stopped talking.

"I'll take care of it myself, you just wait for me at the hotel."

They all know that the other party may be ambushed at the airport, and what is they doing at this risk.

"Don't talk nonsense, send it to me, I have something to do now, meet at the airport and say."

Fu Shihan hung up the phone after speaking, and didn't give Jiang Cheng a chance to refuse again. Jiang Cheng listened to the busy sound on his mobile phone and smiled with a complicated expression.

It's been like this all these years, he dragged them to his side, the "garbage" in the eyes of others, helped them plan their future paths, and arranged for them to learn all kinds of things.

If it weren't for Fu Shihan, none of them knew where they would be doing what they would do now when they were in the high school who only skipped classes, fought, smoked, drank, and didn't learn anything.

Fu Shihan always said that he wasted too much money on them, so he couldn't let them have an accident. But they all understand, what is that money to him?

Jiang Cheng took the ticket and took a photo and sent it to Fu Shihan, then threw the phone back in his bag, looked around at the environment he was in, and raised his vigilance again.

It was time to board quickly, and six hours later, the plane arrived safely in the Canadian capital.

Jiang Cheng threw away the coat he wore in the empire at the airport early and replaced it with a new one.

He wore a peaked cap on his head, sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, chewed gum in his mouth, and walked out with a hanging look.

But the eyes under the black sunglasses are always vigilantly scanning the crowd within their sight.

As Fu Shihan had guessed before, he saw several suspicious people at the pick-up gate.

Those people kept looking for something in the crowd, and from time to time they looked at the photos on their mobile phones, obviously a little face blind to the Orientals.

In the distance, Fu Shihan saw Jiang Cheng and walked over quickly.

Jiang Cheng soon saw him, and saw him walking straight to this side, although he was wearing a mask, he was still very conspicuous in the crowd, he was tall and long-legged, and he was particularly handsome, so he didn't know what he wanted to do.

Fu Shihan walked into the crowd and passed by a man in black. Then he gave Jiang Cheng a look and asked him to go through a certain right exit.

Jiang Cheng immediately understood what he meant, and the two left one after the other, and two or three minutes later, they saw a group of policemen rushing towards this side.

Jiang Cheng lay at the door and looked curiously, and was confused when he saw the police uncles who symbolized the righteous side pressed those people to the ground.

"Gone, what are you looking at?"

Fu Shihan walked out, took off the hat on his head, put it on himself, and then threw the car key to him.

"Brother Han, did you call the police?"

"Hmm." Fu Shihan did not deny it, after all, even if he is not in the country, the good things he should do are still indispensable.

"Then on what basis did you call the police?" Jiang Cheng asked in wonder.

"Drug trafficking."

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded, only to find that Fu Shihan was wearing gloves on his hands.

Thinking about the picture of him walking towards those people just now, I vaguely understood what he had just done.

If he guessed correctly, Fu Shihan should have put something good in those people's pockets at the moment of passing by.

He is very fast, and he used to know a thief, and he deliberately learned from others.

Jiang Cheng still remembers that when he was in school, Fu Shihan always learned something unexpected from time to time, which made people feel confused.

After all, what's the use of a rich second generation learning those things?

But later I found out that it was really useful.