Bastard Guo Hai, you have to occupy Chen Biyao and annex Shengshi Jewelry Company. Go to hell! I have mastered the death technique and come and take your life! While Yang Feng was proud of his practice of the death technique, he also hated Guo Hai as evil as he clenched his fists.

After practicing the death-taking technique, Yang Feng still did not slacken, and he continued to practice medical skills.

However, this time, the pill was not practiced further, and the rebirth pill has been successfully refined and put into use. Because Hua Tuo’s medical scriptures does not explicitly practice the pill, it can only be practiced by those who are destined to be cultivated. This cannot be forced, so Yang Feng gave up for the time being.

Yang Feng’s focus is now on consolidating what he has learned and spreading what he has learned. Continue to practice massage, acupuncture, and use the spiritual power assisted treatment of perspective eyes, and insist on taking the path of spiritual power assisted medical skills to cure diseases. Before he knew it, he practiced hard until dawn and felt hot and sweating all over.

At seven o'clock in the morning, I had to arrive at Donghai International Airport. This was the first flight. Yang Feng quickly washed up, changed his clothes briefly, and left the Wolf Warrior Hotel alone.

After passing the hotel lobby bar, Chen Xiumei's eyes were a little red and swollen because she stayed up late. When she saw Yang Feng leaving the hotel, she hurriedly shouted: "Dr. Yang, where are you going? Last night, Manager Liu and Manager Dong called me to ask about your situation?"

"Xiumei, tell them that I am leaving the East China Sea. When I am away, they need to work together to manage the hotel. I am leaving, you and them will take care of each other!" After Yang Feng said that, he left without looking back.

Yang Feng's time is very tight, and he has no time to say goodbye to the beauties and parents around him. This time he had to go to Beijing as soon as possible. Yang Feng called one and rushed to Donghai International Airport, it was 6:50.

Yang Feng bought a plane ticket and went through the security checkpoint, but no one noticed him because Yang Feng was very low-key at this time.

Yang Feng wore a somewhat faded white shirt on it, a pair of torn jeans under it, some old leather shoes on it, and a pair of silk young clothes. In order to prevent anyone from recognizing him as the hero of the anti-hijacking, he bought a large sunglasses at the airport to cover half of his face.

A normal outfit can cause you less trouble. After all, it is your decision to return to Beijing. I don’t want to show off the market and attract media attention. At that time, Guo Hai will be alarmed.

At seven o'clock, the plane took off on time. Yang Feng sat in the last row of seats in the cabin and read the newspaper with a newspaper. No one paid attention to him, he was happy to do so.

I don’t know how long it took, a sweet and gentle voice sounded in Yang Feng’s ears: “Dear passengers and friends, it’s time to eat now, please prepare for dinner!”

Yang Feng was exhausted from his physical strength because he had been practicing medicine and martial arts all night last night and was so hungry that he was rumbling! When he heard the sound of dining, he immediately put down the newspaper and looked up and looked at it. His eyes suddenly lit up.

It turned out that a flight attendant in a sky blue uniform was speaking in pure and fluent Mandarin with a polite smile on her face. She was graceful in whether she smiled, stood, bowed, or bowed.

Yang Feng had excellent eyesight. Even if the flight attendant was standing in the front row and sat in the last row of the cabin, he could still see the breastplate on the flight attendant's chest. He didn't know if he didn't look at it, but he almost burst out as he saw it: "o36! It's o36 again! It's really destined to be!"

Yang Feng remembered that the last time he took this flight from Jinghua to the East China Sea, he fought bravely at the airport to prevent the hijacking from hijacking, and helped passengers get their wallet back. When claiming the wallet, the O36 flight attendant unexpectedly gave a kiss! When he thought of this, Yang Feng was a little excited.

However, Yang Feng's low-key outfit is now, and the stewardess of O36 will not recognize him.

"Sir, please use your meals slowly!" The stewardess of the number 36 pushed the trolley with one hand and took out a lunch box from the trolley with the other, showing a professional smile at Yang Feng. Yang Feng felt that the fatigue of practicing and upgrading all night disappeared a lot. He happily took the meal and said politely, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" The flight attendant responded politely, then turned to a young man in a suit and ties next to Yang Feng, with a greasy face. The young man was wearing a golden chain that could tie a dog chain around his neck, and his eyes were flowing in his air, scanning the two proud beauties on the upper body of the flight attendant.

Yang Feng had no good feelings for such a person, and thought to himself: I wonder which rich second-generation is raised by a bitch? He doesn't do serious things all day long, and he doesn't forget to peek at the stewardess' breasts when taking a plane.

"Sir, the plane has entered the strong airflow. You can pick up the lunch box quickly!" The flight attendant was very polite to the rich second generation. She took out the last lunch box in the cart and handed it to the rich second generation. But how could he know that the rich second generation was not hungry at all. His pair of tiny eyes only focused on the attractive part of the flight attendant, and even forgot to pick up the lunch box handed over by the flight attendant.

"Bastard, I'm full!" Yang Feng sat next to the rich second generation. At this kind of fickle young man, Yang Feng looked at him and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

At this time, as the flight attendant said, the plane entered the strong airflow area and the fuselage bumped violently. When the flight attendant handed the lunch box, his body accidentally lost balance and staggered, and the lunch box fell off his hands. It happened to fall on the rich second generation, and immediately the rich second generation's face looked very ugly.

At that time, the rich second generation pointed at the nose of the flight attendant and shouted: "What are you doing? Can this be called service? My clothes are Italian brands, more than 10,000 yuan per set. If you get dirty, what do you think you should do?"

It turns out that he is a rich second generation! He becomes rich as soon as he speaks, and Yang Feng curses in his heart.

"I'm sorry, sir, why don't you do this, I'll wipe it for you!" The flight attendant kept bowing and apologizing, but the rich second generation didn't buy it at all, as if he was going to make things difficult for intentionally.

"What's the use of apologizing? Can I wipe my clothes clean? In this way, you'll have to pay 10,000 yuan!" The rich second generation was aggressive, like a mad dog biting it.

At this time, another passenger called the flight attendant: "Seater, please invite a drink!"

"Please wait, I'll come here right away!" Because the flight attendant has many people, how can he get involved with the rich second generation?

Therefore, the flight attendant was about to leave, but the rich second generation was not willing to let her go. She grabbed the flight attendant's collar with a rude force. She pulled it off a button on the flight attendant's collar, and immediately the black tight corset of the flight attendant was exposed.

Where can the flight attendant be exposed? He quickly covered his chest with both hands, shy and angry, and sternly said to the rich second generation: "Let me go! Otherwise I will call someone!"

"You shouted! You dirty my clothes and haven't solved it for me yet!" The rich second generation is unyielding and arrogant.
Chapter completed!