I raised my head lightly and held my phone: "I am not a heavenly prison or a special office. I don't need you to transfer a plane for me."

"I'm not going to look for the king of heaven and earth......

"I'll find him enough."

Hearing this, the fat man's eyes locked on my phone, and he involuntarily turned his head to look back at my line of sight.

At the entrance of the airport, two tetracyclines came speeding in, and they arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Tetracycline is a good car, but the license plate is so-so.

The airport was not even bothered to give way.

The fat man frowned and sneered, "It turns out that there are rescuers." I'm going to see who you can move out?"

I said coldly, "Didn't you say that the king of heaven and earth didn't buy it when he came?"

"I'll find you someone more ruthless than the king of heaven and earth."

The fat man was stunned, as if he didn't believe my words, and he was about to hit the exit.

coldly, a surprise and respectful honorific title suddenly exploded: "Mr. Jiang is good!"

"Jiang is always good."

"Welcome to Mr. Jiang...... Airport inspections."

Boom.

The crowd immediately dispersed, creating a two-meter-wide passage.

There were a total of six people in the two tetracycline cars, two suits, and four uniforms.

The fat man's face changed sharply and he turned back quickly, as if he was being clubbed on the back of his neck by an electric shocker, his whole body trembled, and his drunken red eyes instantly cleared.

"Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang ......"

The fat man stepped forward quickly and called out to Mr. Jiang in his mouth.

The neck is shrunk, the body is slumped, the hands are out of the void to hold the ball, and a fat pig face is about to laugh.

In front of the quadric car, a middle-aged man with a mediocre appearance was holding up the phone and asking in a low voice, looking around from time to time.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man saw me, made eye contact with me, and met me with a pale face and a shallow smile.

At this moment, the fat man happened to meet the middle-aged man, stood still, and his voice trembled: "Mr. Jiang." Welcome......"

The middle-aged man smiled again, stretched out his right hand and raised it high.

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes lit up with excitement, and his mouth was about to flow out, and he raised his hands above his chest, and was about to pick up the middle-aged man's hands.

However, in the next second, a sudden change occurred.

The middle-aged man still smiled, but his right hand was rubbing the fat man's hands, he didn't look at the fat man at all, and walked straight in front of the fat man after the wind, bringing a gust of cold wind and rain to me, leaving the fat man alone in the bleak wind and rain like a wooden chicken.

"Child labor. I'm late. I apologize to you."

"Mr. Jiang has worked the boat. I should apologize to you."

"Didn't delay you, did you?"

"Just right."

"Okay. Then go and see your plane first."

"Good! Mr. Jiang, please." Look at the book

When this conversation came out, not only was the airport frightened, but the two groups of people from the Tianjian Special Office were also stunned on the spot.

The middle-aged man's name is Jiang Feng. The apprentice of the bald old Liang Chen Donghai.

After shaking hands and saluting, Jiang Feng took me into the innermost part of the hangar.

There, there is a Bell helicopter, a Kitty Hawk 500 that has just been launched at the Xiangshan Air Show, and the last one that has just been mass-produced Zhiba.

Jiang Feng didn't look good, but he did things quite neatly. There is no superfluous nonsense in talking.

"Bell is a mature technician. Naohachi is still a little off the fire."

"Kitty Hawk five hundred doesn't have to say. You can land anywhere."

"I suggest you choose the Kitty Hawk Five Hundred."

In the end, I chose the straight eight and the kitty five hundred.

Bell is one of the world's three largest helicopter companies, and their technology is certainly the best, but I want to support domestic production.

"Two is enough?"

"Enough!"

"Okay. That's it. I'll go first. See you later."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang. The fee will be in place tomorrow."

"No hurry. There is a probationary period.

Use it well and then knot. Thank you for supporting domestic products."

Without any separation from the water, Jiang Feng shook hands with me and said goodbye, and left immediately.

Suddenly, the fat man came out from the side and shouted to report, "Mr. Jiang. This man broke into the airport and grabbed our plane. This kind of behavior ......"

Jiang Feng blinked, didn't look back or stay, and said loudly, "Make a big fuss!"

Suddenly, the fat man's face turned red, and he was about to insert another knife into me with his head bowed with his face crying.

At this moment, Jiang Feng had already arrived in front of the four-ring car: "The child laborer grabbed the plane he bought himself."

Rumble!

There were countless sounds of cold air at the scene, and countless people looked at me in horror, their eyes were straight, and their heads were not enough.

Although Jiang Feng left, the people he brought with him stayed.

In the surprised and terrifying eyes of countless people, the ground crew left by Jiang Feng worked non-stop to push the helicopter out of the warehouse, and the two pilots also began to prepare for the plane.

The next operation I did made a group of people drop their jaws.

As soon as the helicopter left the warehouse, I got into the Kitty Hawk 500 to start the plane, whined out of the hangar, and parked on the runway.

When this scene came out, everyone present hugged their heads.

But that's not all.

In front of everyone, the first-class control plane made a half-noise back and forth on the runway, one would rise and fall together, one would smash the tires and smoke on the runway, and the other time the plane braked sharply on the runway.

When he was in the juvenile class, Long Wangjiang engaged in aircraft training. But most people don't have that time to learn.

I didn't learn helicopters for long, and I didn't learn them anymore.

Propeller planes are easy to handle and easy to learn, and I have a soft spot for them.

I hadn't flown a propeller plane for several years, and I was quite uncomfortable at first, but after getting used to the controls, I finally managed to pull the plane.

After a successful landing in mid-air, two helicopter pilots also got on the plane.

I whistled in the jaw-dropping, complicated eyes of a group of people at the airport.

The two groups of people from the Tianjian Special Office finally woke up from their sleep, and jumped on the plane with joyful cheers to carry the equipment.

"Stop. You can't fly. You didn't apply."

At this time, the dead fat man still pestered us, trying in vain to stop us.

This time, Deng Zhuonan didn't give face to the dead fat man, and scolded bitterly: "You have the ability to sue us." Go to Nima."

The dead fat man was anxious and was about to rush forward.

Call!

The high-speed rotating helicopter blades set off a violent wind, directly lifting the dead fat man's wig mercilessly, blowing far away, revealing its original form on the spot.

The dead fat man shouted to pick up the wig.