[I wish you all a happy Spring Festival!] 】

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I followed Suzanne's gaze and immediately saw a man in the right seat in the second row behind me, looking at me with a fierce gaze. That kind of look made my heart sink! It was the kind of look that looked like a viper looking at its prey—and most importantly, the kind of look I've ever seen.

God, this is the Vietnamese who tried to assassinate me last time!

The fear was like an invisible hand, pinching my heart at once, and there was a force that seemed to squeeze my heart hard, and my mouth was dry and my limbs were weak. My heart was pounding.

Damn it!

I subconsciously went to find my bodyguard - I just guessed that Wang Ting or Yang Wei would definitely send someone to follow me secretly, but with so many people on the plane, I didn't know which one was my bodyguard.

Suzanne immediately sensed that my face was wrong, and that someone like them in the media industry had an absolutely extraordinary ability to read words and colors.

"Mr. Chen Yang, is there something wrong?" She asked me in a low voice.

"No, no." I said immediately. What are you kidding, if this woman knows about my assassination, then in a day, the whole of America will know, and then in less than a day, the whole world will know!!

I tried to calm myself down, and my mind was racing.

What to do? What to do?

First of all, I'm sure he won't do it on the plane, which is too small and can't escape afterwards. If he kills me on the plane, he himself is exposed. So although he followed me on the plane, he didn't mean to do it right away - after all, his target was me, not the hijacking of the plane.

I'm sure as soon as the plane arrives in Shanghai, China, and before I can get out of the airport, he will do it - the airport is a place with a lot of people, and it is easiest to escape in the chaos.

So what should I do?

I can't help but regret in my heart, I shouldn't have just run out, at least I should have taken Hansen out.

Now, although I may have bodyguards around me, no one knows this Vietnamese except Hansen. And my bodyguards should all be in economy class at the back. It's a long way from me - no matter what I think, it's clear to me that this time it's really dangerous.

I stood up. Walk slowly towards the economy class at the back of the plane.

I have to find out where my bodyguard is. And I have to gamble, the bet is that this Vietnamese will not dare to do anything on the plane!

As I walked past him, to be honest, the hairs stood on end, and for a moment I thought I was going to die. But when I walked past him, he only skimmed me out of the corner of his eye, and didn't do anything.

My heart was beating like a drum, and I felt that my legs were weak, and I still carried it into the economy class at the back.

A flight attendant immediately came over and whispered, "Excuse me, do you need anything?" ”

I tried to squeeze out a smile and said softly, "I want to go to the bathroom." ”

The flight attendant was stunned for a second, then smiled: "Sir, there is a special toilet in the first class cabin." ”

I shook my head, "No, I want to go to the back." ”

I immediately ignored the attentive flight attendant and walked straight back.

I know she might think of me as an old hat in first class.

I deliberately slowed down and observed the people sitting on either side, trying to figure out where the person who was secretly following me was. But until we reached the end of the plane, we still found nothing - everyone seemed to be normal.

Some of them were sleeping, some were reading the newspaper, some were drinking drinks, some were chatting in low voices.

I had no choice but to go into the bathroom. Inside, I washed my face with cold water, and under the stimulation of the cold water, I forced myself to stabilize my mood a little. Then, I walked out of the bathroom and slowly walked back to the first class.

I still slowed down and looked at the people on both sides with all my might. But all the way down, still nothing!

I almost despaired.

What makes me most depressed about this incident is that the people who follow me in secret, because they are instructed to follow me "secretly", they will try their best to hide themselves and never expose themselves in front of me. And I'm sitting not far from my assassins, and I can't find my bodyguards - because they don't know I'm in danger, and they're trying to "keep me from finding me"!!

This kind of thing is kind of fucking!

I reluctantly walked back to the first class, and as I passed by the Vietnamese, he suddenly stood up.

He actually smiled coldly at me, then reached out and patted me on the shoulder, then leaned over and whispered something in my ear.

After hearing this, my face immediately turned white as a blank sheet of paper.

He said, "Don't look for it, the person who followed you was dealt with by me before I got on the plane." Now that you're my prey, play a game with me. ”

At that time, I felt as if I had a foot in the air on the edge of a cliff. I walked back to my seat and sat down, sweat already on my forehead.

Damn, how did I get this kind of thing! I was originally a small person in Nanjing, messing with manuscript fees, doing business, I could have been a small boss with peace of mind, and then hugged my wife and lived happily for decades. Now after a series of strange encounters, I, I, I'm actually targeted by a professional killer!

To be honest, a year ago, I might have thought that I would die in a car accident, or die of old age, or die of a terminal illness, or some natural disaster[***] - but I would never have imagined that one day I would die at the hands of a professional killer!

"Calm down! Calm down! Calm down! "I yelled at myself viciously. I know that if I mess around, I'm going to die.

I looked at my watch, and there were eight hours to go to Shanghai.

Eight hours...... What can you do in eight hours?

Call the police now? Just kidding, we're tens of thousands of feet in the air, and the police are flying over to save me? Or do I immediately call for a security officer on the plane?

Even more funny, the security officers on the plane may have received some training, but they are definitely no match for this kind of professional killer from the Vietnamese special forces. If I force the Vietnamese to jump over the wall, he will kill me immediately, and then everyone who can't make this plane will be finished.

All sorts of thoughts raced through my head, but none of them saved my life.

Time passed minute by minute, and I realized that at this time, time flies. A few hours will be gone.

Suzanne had been watching me closely.

My heart suddenly moved: maybe she can help me!

I pressed the service light and immediately a flight attendant walked over. I whispered, "Please give me a glass of water, do you have orange juice?" ”

"Yes. Mr. ”

The stewardess immediately brought me a glass of orange juice, and I gulped it down, and the sweet orange juice came to my mouth, but it always had a hint of bitterness.

I let out a long sigh of relief and looked at my watch, and there was still half an hour to go. Some passengers have started to wear coats.

I lowered my voice and said to Susanna, "Susanna, shall we make a deal?" ”

Susanna's eyes immediately lit up: "What did you say?" ”

I sighed deliberately: "To be honest, if you want to ask me the inside scoop about IBB, I can't tell you, but I can provide you with a little bit of other information." ”

"What's the news?" Although she tried her best to hide it, I could still hear it, and she was very excited.

I made a serious expression on my face: "I am returning to China this time, in fact, there are very important things to handle. After a while. If I told you that I was coerced into doing these things, would you believe me? ”

"What!" Her eyes suddenly turned into an "O" shape, and then she immediately realized her gaffe, lowered her voice and said, "What do you mean ......"

I sighed: "I am a Chinese, I don't like to be coerced by the Americans, moreover, don't forget, Yuanda Group is also a company of Chinese!" ”

I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Actually, I went back to China this time, and I went back secretly. I made some preparations at home to start breaking away from the IBB. If you are willing to promise not to disclose my return to China in the media, then in exchange, I will send you a message. ”

To be honest, there are too many flaws in my words, but I can't make up any good reasons in a hurry. Fortunately, Suzanne always decided in her heart that my return to China was an important matter, and the reporter's natural sensitivity to the news made her immediately enter a state of excitement as soon as she heard about the big event, and did not notice the loophole in my words.

So what is your consciousness? Mr. Chen Yang. ”

"Miss Suzanne, I would love to make friends with you, it will be good for you and me for the future - now that I have decided to leave the IBB, I can't tell you many details myself, or I'll be in trouble."

Susanna's mind was already a little dizzy, and she blinked at me, unable to understand what I meant.

To be honest, I don't understand what I mean by saying this - I'm just making it up. Wherever you think of it, you can say it.

I still had a calm smile on my face: "I can't tell you, but I can send you someone who can tell you the news." ”

Susanna's eyes lit up, and she immediately stole a glance at the Vietnamese who were sitting in the two rows behind us.

I immediately said, "Yes, it's him." I'm telling you, he's my entourage, but the guy sent by the IBB to spy on me should have some good information in his hands. ”

"What do you mean......"

I smiled faintly: "You are an ace journalist in the media industry, you should know that if you want to pry some news out of the mouths of those big people, it is too difficult, their mouths are very solid, they are very experienced and what they can say and what they can't say - but this guy is just a small person, he is a person who has no experience in dealing with the media. I think you have a thousand ways to pry something out of this kind of person's mouth. Whether to use his words, or directly use money to buy him, these methods, you should be more professional than me. ”

Suzanne was not a fool after all, and she immediately asked, "Why are you telling me this?" It can't be for some empty friendship, right? ”

I smiled, deliberately smiling: "To be honest, I hate being coerced by the people at IBB, and I won't be returning to IBB after returning to China this time, of course, this is only you know - I'm telling you this just to make IBB a little trouble." ”

I know that if I say this to an ace reporter of CNN, I will already cause a big mess.

But fortunately, she didn't have a tape recorder on her, and although I only had a lot of miniature tape recorders that I couldn't notice, at least I met her by chance, and she wouldn't have prepared a miniature tape recorder on her beforehand.

Besides, take another 10,000 steps back and say, what if she records it?? Lao Tzu's life is on the line!! It's important to stay alive first!!

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