Walking through the crowded terminal hall, the three of them immediately saw the most dazzling scenery in the crowd.

It was a woman in a red sleeveless trench coat, wearing sunglasses, a swaying ponytail, two arms of white flowers were exposed, and loose bell bottoms could not hide the long slender and straight legs.

She stood there, as if she were the center of the world, and the people around her couldn't help but be drawn to her.

But what attracts more attention is the huge pick-up card behind her, which lists six netizens in a column, and also intimately marks Chinese, Japanese and English, which can be called a weapon of social death.

Chu Lu and the others felt that the woman was somewhat familiar, but they couldn't remember it.

Gu Bei recognized it.

It was the wine de Mai who had a relationship with Chu Lu and the two in the bookstore.

At this time, the image of Mai Jiude is completely different from the gentle demeanor of the bookstore, standing there with his pockets in his pocket, it is a famous craftsman's treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay, and is full of heroism.

It's no wonder that Chu Lu and the others couldn't recognize it, and Gu Bei didn't dare to recognize it at first sight.

The sharp knife came over with a clear purpose the next second when it saw the three of them, and the three of them seemed to see the bright blade slashing straight down.

Chu Zihang reflexively reached out to touch the village rain, but he caught it.

Lu Ming unexpectedly did not hide behind the two, but stepped forward to stand side by side with Chu Zihang, and the golden Yuan Qi began to float in his hands.

Falling out of love makes people grow, and this sentence is not wrong.

Gu Bei stretched out his hand to stop the two.

Jiude Mai's goal has nothing to do with Chu Lu and the two, and he has no intention of doing it, but he has always hated Gu Bei's "old woman", and wants to give Gu Bei a dismount when the little devil is away.

Gu Bei naturally knew Jiude Mai's thoughts, but he didn't intend to let Jiude Mai play, nor did he want to tear his face to look embarrassed, so he pulled up a greasy smile and greeted him.

When Jiude Mai approached, Gu Bei reached out and grabbed Jiude Mai's right hand, grabbed Bai and said: "Buckle your chicken, look at the beauty with her height and long legs, she must be the "long-legged" lady in the discussion group?" ”

Nephrite jade is not as delicate and soft as Gu Bei imagined, oily and slippery, but has a lot of rough calluses, which is quite powerful.

Jiude Mai was stunned, and the lines that were originally prepared were interrupted by Gu Bei, like a punch smashed into cotton, there was nowhere to focus, and the accumulated momentum was completely unloaded.

Okay, just give it to me.

Glancing at Gu Bei angrily, Jiude Mai pulled out her hand and stretched out to Chu Lu and the others: "Jiude Mai, the nickname is "one meter and eight long legs", you can call me long legs or Mai. ”

Chu Zihang's eyes looked at Gu Bei over Jiude Mai.

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders and said that it didn't matter, Chu Zihang understood, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Jiude Mai: "Village rain", Chu Zihang. ”

Lu Mingfei couldn't see the doorway inside, but he felt that the familiar beauty in front of him was a little bit fierce, but he didn't care about the boss.

Since there is no Boss Gu, it should not be able to beat Boss Gu.

After Lu Mingfei's simple brain circuit recognized this fact, he also shook hands with Jiude Mai: "'Xi'...... Ahem, I'm "Mingming" in the discussion group, my real name is Lu Mingfei, hello. ”

After getting to know each other, Gu Bei looked around and asked, "Long legs, are we the first to arrive?" ”

"Of course...... No. ”

Jiude Mai took off her sunglasses and hung them on her chest, and looked at Gu Bei with pouting eyes: "You are the second, but the first one went directly to the outside of the airport through the VIP channel, and it is estimated that we will not be able to meet until we go out." ”

As the two were talking, a black and red plane slowly landed, and the plane, which was obviously not a flight, squeezed out the passenger plane that was about to land, and landed on the runway first.

A pleasant announcement sounded in the terminal hall: "Dear passengers, due to force majeure, the **** flight will be delayed, which will cause inconvenience to your itinerary, and all the staff sincerely apologize." ”

Lu Mingfei frowned and looked at the black and red plane, and his tone was unpleasant: "What's the matter?" Is it a big day? Why is there another private jet to cut the queue? Could it be that the Comic Con has attracted these rich people these days? Or do they want to take advantage of the holiday to experience the earthquake that is a specialty of Japan? Is it true that you can do whatever you want with money? What a wicked rich man! ”

Jiude Mai looked at him playfully: "Listen to what you mean, you were also cut in line?" ”

Gu Bei shrugged his shoulders: "You should have seen it just now, it was a pitch-black plane, a little smaller than this, but it was also quite arrogant, and it was the spoiled son of the rich man's family sitting on it." ”

"Uh-huh......"

Jiude Mai nodded matter-of-factly, and then answered: "The spoiled son in the rich man's family in your mouth is the big financier of our party." ”

Mai is the host, but it is the golden thigh in the discussion group who pays the money, the Italian tyrant.

Gu Bei's face remained unchanged: "Look at the plane just now with black paint, low-key and connotative, at first glance, it is a cultivated aristocrat who will take that kind of plane." ”

Lu Mingfei also nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, this kind of aristocrat pays a lot of attention to family education, and he will do a lot of charity since he was a child, and he is not the same category as the nouveau riche." ”

Chu Zihang and Jiude Mai looked at the two of them with black lines.

Chu Zihang is used to the personalities of the two of them a lot, but he is a wine and a Mai.

She is now a little worried that the boss's little white rabbit will be damaged by the huskies around her.

There are four people present now, including five of the sons outside the airport, and two others who do not participate in the party, and now only Fingal and Don in the United States have not arrived.

Several people were talking and laughing while waiting for the plane from the United States.

Thirty minutes later, the two private planes took off one after another, and the flight that had just been squeezed out landed on the runway.

Another thirty minutes later, a group of travelers came out of the exit, two of whom stood out.

The leader had iron-gray hair and was nearly one meter nine, a little taller than Gu Bei, the tallest of the trio of Chu Lu Gu.

I don't know what he thought, he didn't check in his luggage, and carried a bunch of things in his hand, looking like a fugitive more than a tourist.

The shirt tightened over him, highlighting the muscles extremely hard, like a sturdy flag football player, the kind that can catch frisbee, and like a basketball player who has practiced for two and a half years.

The man looked around and found the four people gathered together, as well as the ridiculously large pick-up sign behind Jiude Mai, and waved his hand excitedly, and even the bag under his armpit fell to the ground.

The Asian man behind him sighed, picked up the bag in his hand with a frown, kicked the man, and motioned for him to hurry up.

The man grinned and crossed the customs with the Asian man, got in front of the four of them, and unceremoniously threw the things in front of several people: "Good brothers, help!" ”

"Fingal, you!" Lu Mingfei picked up the things while complaining, Chu Zihang also silently carried two bags, and Jiude Mai was more direct, directly hanging a big bag on the pick-up card.

Only Gu Bei did not move.

Because the current Gu Beizheng looked at the old Tang behind Fingal in a daze, and repeated a sentence in his heart: Is there something wrong? How is this possible? Doesn't make sense?

Why is this thing's dragon blood higher than Lu Mingfei's?