Almighty in the city

As it approached 12 noon, the plane numbered China Southern Airlines N3383U finally landed on the runway of Mengcheng International Airport.

The plane made a circle around the airport before it docked with the passage of the airport ground handling office.

Ten minutes later, the docking was completed, all checks were correct, the cabin door slowly opened, the cabin was also brightly lit, and the stewardess’s sweet farewell sound continued to be heard in the stereo.

Both Bai Yifan and Tan Zongming were light-cars. They both brought only a medium-sized trolley suitcase and did not have any checked items. After entering the airport passage from the plane, they walked directly from the VIP passage to the exit.

"Before boarding the plane, I have already contacted King He, and he will send someone to the exit to pick up the plane." Tan Zongming walked, and took out the ringing cell phone from his jacket pocket.

As soon as he saw the caller ID on the lock screen, he smiled, and said to Bai Yifan, "It should be the one sent to pick us up", and then swiped the screen to get the call.

"Mr. Tan, my name is Zhao Xi. Mr. He arranged to pick you up." A male voice with a strong voice came from the phone, "I am waiting for you two at the exit. You can see me when you come out."

"Okay, trouble." Tan Zongming responded with a smile, and didn't ask why he would be recognized by the exit.

Given the status of the king of gambling in the alliance city, since someone is sent to pick up the plane, the specifications cannot be as low as possible. Now the exit of the VIP channel docking may have been cleared long ago.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, when he and Bai Yifan got down the escalator, crossed the corner of the aisle, and saw the exit, dozens of professional bodyguards with black sunglasses and wireless headsets cleared out an absolute " "Vacuum" zone.

Seeing Tan Zongming and Bai Yifan coming out of the VIP passage of the airport, one of the tall and burly bodyguards in black, with a warm smile on his face, took off his sunglasses and strode towards the two of them.

"Tan Sheng, Bai Sheng, I am Zhao Xi who was sent by Mr. He to pick up the plane. His old man has already set up a reception banquet for the two in the VIP room of Melco International." This person opened his mouth, with a Cantonese taste. Very heavy Mandarin, but it is extremely fluent, and it is obviously here too

Specially trained in language.

"Zhao Sheng is polite." Tan Zongming smiled and stretched out his hand and shook his hand. "When I go to the countryside, Lao Bai and I can still speak a few Cantonese. Zhao Sheng does not need to accommodate us in this regard."

Zhao Xi hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Yes, Tan Sheng, you can call me Xiao Zhao and Lao Zhao, don't use the name'Zhao Sheng'. You and Bai Sheng are both the guests of the old man, I really can't afford it. You use this word."

"Then I will ask you to call Xiao Zhao." Tan Zongming was also not hypocritical, knowing that this is the customs and rules of Hong Kong and Macao, and he immediately followed goodness.

Moreover, because of his age, he called Zhao Xi, who appeared to be only twenty-five and sixteen years old, to say "Little Zhao", which is really not a big deal. As for the name "Old Zhao", it was the first time they met. The friendship is indeed not for that purpose.

Zhao Xi smiled, and made a "respectfully please" gesture on one side of his body: "Two people, go here, the car is at the elevator entrance."

Tan Zongming glanced at Bai Yifan and saw that he had no objection. He also nodded at the moment: "Okay, when you get to the League City, everything depends on the king of gambling."

While they were talking, two bodyguards had already come forward and took the suitcase from both of them.

Bai Yifan shrugged and did not speak, so Shi Shiran and Tan Zongming walked into the elevator that had been cleared at the exit.

After the two entered, Zhao Xi and the two bodyguards who had taken the salute also walked in.

Then, the bodyguard who had been pressing the elevator waiting button next to him, released his hand.

The elevator doors closed slowly.

When the elevator started to descend downwards, all the bodyguards in black immediately moved and ran out toward the nearest stairway neatly.

That speed is definitely the strength of a 100-meter sprint.

The elevator descended to the first floor of the underground garage. Bai Yifan saw through the transparent elevator glass that there was a battle that was exactly the same as the one above. A dozen bodyguards were facing outwards, forming a boxy guard around the elevator. Formation, one by one with their backs and hands on their waists

The face covered by black sunglasses at the bulge was all solemn.

This is obviously all professional bodyguards who have been professionally trained. With Bai Yifan’s eyesight, you can see that in addition to the retired special forces, there are also a few who are obviously trained by foreigners. Home.

Only from the gestures of these people now touching their waists and the angles between their arms and wrists, he can easily determine which of these people are veterans, which are former special forces, and which are practitioners. What kind of foreign boxing have you practiced?

It is no exaggeration to say that the action and combat effectiveness of the bodyguards guarding outside the elevator at this time are infinitely close to the strength of the guards of the provincial security bureaus in China. Even the combat effectiveness of the members of the guard regiments in the major defense areas is not estimated to be Will be much higher than them.

"This specification is no less than welcoming the first seat of the Mengcheng Special Zone." Bai Yifan evaluated in his heart, "It seems that it is still in the light of China."