Supreme Martial God of the City
Chapter 227 - 227 224 Change of Flight Traitor!

227: Chapter 224: Change of Flight, Traitor!

(Happy National Day) 227: Chapter 224: Change of Flight, Traitor!

(Happy National Day) At this moment, the rumbling sound of the engine came, and the plane shook slightly.

Everyone felt that the plane was accelerating to take off, so they immediately fastened their seat belts.

The arrow was on the string and had to be released.

They were all on the plane and could only resign themselves to fate.

Originally, due to the approaching holiday season, the airport should have had a significant number of passengers.

However, when Ye Tian arrived, he observed that the people boarding the plane were either low-class workers rushing home in the economy class or some nouveau riche, like Ma Fei, who flaunted their little wealth with arrogance.

Those with a noble atmosphere, the high-class businessmen, should usually frequent this Changbai Mountain Airport.

Since Changbai Mountain has always been a holy land for high-end medicinal trade, those who come here to buy products are either wealthy or noble, such as the case of the Changbai Mountain ginseng selling for a sky-high price of one billion before.

And now, most of the passengers were either commoners or rich people, and anyone with a bit of insight could sense something off.

The airport’s security forces were dozens of times stronger than before; the number of security personnel alone had increased by tenfold, and when Ye Tian arrived, he even noticed the latest drones patrolling at several hundred meters in the air.

This kind of setup indicated that something major was happening.

“Hello, please excuse me.”

Ye Tian had booked a first-class seat bought for him by Elder Jian.

The space was quite ample, but the person in black beside him was holding a large parcel, blocking the entire seat.

Seated next to him was the so-called richest man in Huaxia, Su Tong.

After the Ma Fei couple’s turmoil had settled and the plane started to take off, Ye Tian opened his eyes to look at the legendary richest man in Huaxia beside him.

He indeed had something unique about him.

Su Tong looked about forty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a black suit, giving the impression of a successful entrepreneur and business elite.

Time had not eroded his face but instead gave Su Tong a mature, handsome look, making it no surprise that the young Ji Lizzi had fallen for him.

The woman, however, dressed conservatively, which did not obstruct men’s imaginations towards her.

She wore a purple cheongsam, sunglasses, and a mask, with long, flowing hair and an explosive figure, especially a pair of long and slender legs in tight Korean jeans.

Her voice was extremely pleasing, akin to celestial music from the Nine Heavens.

She stood up, possibly constrained by the numerous black-clad bodyguards, and coupled with Ye Tian’s habit of sleeping with his legs crossed as a long-legged handsome man, he naturally blocked the aisle space.

“Okay.”

Ye Tian smiled and moved his legs down to let the woman pass.

“Ximeng, be careful!!!”

“Xiao Hu, follow the lady closely.

Report any movements immediately!!”

Su Tong spoke with extreme nervousness, his face full of worry, even after strict checks.

He still vigilantly scanned the surroundings, fearing the emergence of enemies.

Ye Tian then recalled that the woman and the person named Xiao Hu seemed to be the ones he unintentionally rescued during the sea battle with the Demon Beasts, realizing she was the mysterious daughter of the richest man in Huaxia, Su Ximeng.

“Daddy, it’s alright.”

“Don’t worry; we will successfully bring the medicine back to the company this time.”

“I’ve been sitting here for eight hours already, drinking a lot of water.”

“Xiao Hu, just follow me from a distance.”

Su Ximeng chuckled softly, casting a reassuring glance at Su Tong, then walked into the bathroom with a fragrant breeze.

“Huh, this man’s hair, it looks like his!!”

“It shouldn’t be, but he is somewhat handsome.”

As she passed by Ye Tian, Su Ximeng glanced at him, quietly taking out a string from her neck with a black hair tied on it.

Her eyes lit up but then she shook her head.

“Pfft…”

Ye Tian naturally noticed Su Ximeng glancing at him.

Curious, he looked over and saw her pulling out a very exquisite string from her neck.

If he was not mistaken, this string should be the work of the most famous French artist, Louis Blue – the Dream Rope, of which only five existed globally.

Two were exchanged by the British Royal Family for national contracts and dukedoms.

The remaining three were bought at auctions by wealthy merchants from different countries, with the lowest price at fifty million M dollars and the highest at two hundred million M dollars.

This one Dream Rope was enough for an ordinary person to live a lifetime without worry.

Unexpectedly, such an expensive string carried a black hair, which Ye Tian instantly recognized as his own, causing him to spit out the water he had just drunk.

“Brother, what’s the matter, are you choking on water?”

Su Tong, attracted by Ye Tian’s action, asked with concern.

“No, no, I just remembered something, got a bit excited.”

Ye Tian wiped his mouth, replying awkwardly.

“Oh, that’s good.

I have a spare shirt here, do you want to change into it?”

Su Tong took out a shirt from his bag.

Don’t underestimate this shirt; it was extremely expensive, a hundred times pricier than anything like Anima, casually given away no less, no wonder he was the richest man in Huaxia.

“No need.”

“Boss Su, that pilot, you’d better keep an eye on him!!!”

Ye Tian squinted his eyes, leaned his head closer, and whispered to Su Tong in a voice only the two could hear.

Su Tong’s pupils involuntarily contracted as he gazed gratefully at Ye Tian, then signaled his black-clad men and said a few words.

The black-clad leader looked dubious but, left with no choice, led a few men towards the cockpit.

A few minutes later.

“Bang bang~~~~”

“Hahaha, you can’t change anything.”

The thin black-clad man previously sent to pilot the plane was thrown back, lying on the ground, his face covered in blood, and laughed maniacally.

“Little Black, why did you betray the boss!!!”

The black-clad leader took out a little blade, quickly squatted beside Little Black with a ferocious face, and pointed the blade at Little Black’s neck.

“Bang~~~”

Su Tong slammed the plane table forcefully and stood up angrily, while Su Ximeng hid behind Xiao Hu in fear.

“Ximeng, are you okay!”

Su Tong rushed to Su Ximeng’s side, worriedly asking.

“Brother Su, you are indeed clever; Miss Ximeng is safe, luckily you had the men reach in time.”

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to handle Little Black alone.”

Xiao Hu honestly scratched his head and commented.

“Speak, why did you betray me!”

Su Tong’s eyes revealed a tiger-like ferocity, enveloping the entire cabin with a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.

“Hmph, betrayal, I never was one of you.”

“Do you think you are really smart?

We have known your plan for a long time.”

“I endured for three years to gain your trust just for this day; you can never take the medicine back.”

“You have all made wedding clothes for the great Shrine Followers, hahaha!!!”

Little Black laughed with an air of madness, looking like a complete lunatic.

“No good, he’s going to commit suicide.”

The black-clad leader, a strong mercenary, could not overlook Little Black’s subtle movements and immediately pinched his mouth, but it was too late.

Little Black foamed at the mouth, his body convulsed violently, blood streamed from his orifices, and he died.

Some timid passengers instantly fainted.

And the plane was heading towards a terrifying place, black, gloomy, shrouded in dark clouds.

(Stupid village chief, I know you have many witty remarks.

Today’s update may be five chapters, don’t worry, I’m working on it.)