Chapter 702

Luo Tian twitched in the corner of his mouth. He deeply suspected that Huang Funan was intentional

But anyway, there is finally a way to go to Myanmar, so Luo Tian didn't care too much about these details at this time. After a brief silence, he said excitedly: "great, please help me arrange it immediately."

"Then I'll inform the airport now."

As he spoke, Huang Funan was ready to hang up the phone. At this time, Luo Tian suddenly remembered that there was another important thing he didn't say, and hurriedly shouted: "president!"

"Is there anything else, Xiao Tian?" Huang Funan was slightly surprised.

"Er... There's nothing else. I just want to ask you, can I take Xiaojing with me this time to Myanmar?" Luo Tianxia asked with determination after a little hesitation.

To be honest, if he didn't have to, he really didn't want to take Huang Fujing to Myanmar, because even if he put aside other factors, according to his original plan, he planned to take advantage of his time in Myanmar to let Huang Fujing accompany his grandfather, but he didn't expect

Hey! The plan will never catch up with the rapid change!

At the same time, Huang Funan laughed immediately after listening to Luo Tian's words, "Ha ha... I don't know why. No problem! Just take Xiaojing with you and take care of you on the way, but... Myanmar is no better than China. If you encounter any trouble there, you must inform me at the first time, okay?"

Although he said it was ok, Huang Funan's words showed a sense of uneasiness, obviously worried about what happened to the two in Myanmar.

Of course, this worry is completely based on his ignorance of Luo Tian's strength. If Huang Funan knew Luo Tian's performance at the ball last night and the relationship between the goods and the commander-in-chief of Myanmar, this worry would disappear in an instant

For this, Luo Tian didn't explain much. When he heard the speech, he just replied with a light smile: "don't worry, president. If I really encounter something difficult, I'll have to bother you."

"Ha ha... That's good."

Huang Funan smiled with satisfaction and then threw down a sentence, "well, get ready quickly. I'll help you arrange the plane."

He hung up the phone directly. Obviously, he went to contact the airport.

With Huang Funan's help, Luo Tian obviously has no problem trying to get back to Myanmar before noon. Now, he just hopes Simon can persist until he gets back to Myanmar, even if... Only one breath is left!

Otherwise, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes, I'm afraid there is no way to return to heaven!

Hey!

Thinking of this, Luo Tian sighed again, then put away his thoughts and began to pack up his luggage.

Of course, he didn't forget to send text messages to Su Chengfeng and Zheng Wenhai when he was packing. Although this is somewhat impolite, the situation is urgent, and he can't manage so much. It's a big deal to find a chance to explain to them later.

After all this was over, Luo Tian couldn't take a rest. After a little hesitation, he turned out Su Yan's mobile phone number and directly dialed it

While Luo Tian dialed Su Yan's mobile phone, more than 20 vans were roaring into the parking lot of Hilton Hotel.

Ka! Ka! Ka

After the car stopped steadily, I saw the doors of more than 20 vans opened at the same time, followed by a large group of men in Taekwondo uniforms and short sticks pouring down from the car. At a rough glance, there must be at least more than 200 people!

The leader was a young man who looked about 30 years old, with a black ribbon around his waist and a fine stubble on his face.

At this time, under the leadership of the young man, the more than 200 people quickly rushed in the direction of Cheng Peng.

"Come on, look over there!"

Such a mighty momentum naturally attracted the attention of many pedestrians. Therefore, after I didn't know who shouted, almost all pedestrians in the parking lot looked here in unison, their eyes were panic or puzzled, but they were more afraid. Obviously, they were frightened by the obviously bad crowd.

With the appearance of these people, Cheng Peng gradually showed a proud smile around his mouth... Especially after seeing the pedestrians around him casting awe at him, the whole body of the goods showed a sense of Lao Tzu, the second in the world. No one dared to call him the first in the world. It was called a cool loser.

Incidentally, even a group of younger brothers, such as the tall man behind him, straightened their chests under the guise of tiger power, one by one.

Dada

While Cheng Peng and others pretended to be powerful, the stubble man led the crowd to the front. When he stood still, he first respectfully saluted Cheng Peng, and then shouted in an extremely poor Chinese language, "Master Cheng!"

"Yes."

The sound of Master Cheng undoubtedly benefited Cheng Peng, so he nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, he couldn't help but pull up the chicken voice and asked, "curator Li should have told you the purpose of looking for you this time?"

The voice was so harsh that with his voice falling, the stubble man couldn't help frowning and stepped back for several steps.

"Yes."

But even so, Hu Junan answered truthfully and added: "when we came, the curator specially asked us to obey Master Cheng's orders."

"Very good!"

Cheng Peng obviously didn't realize how hard his voice was to accept. Hearing what Hu stubble man said, the smile on his face immediately became more proud, and his confidence was unprecedentedly high. The next moment, he glanced at the surrounding crowd and directly issued an instruction with the highest decibel voice.

"Listen, a young man in his twenties will lead two beautiful women out of the hotel later. When I give an order, you will rush up and catch people immediately. Don't let people run away, okay?"

Cheng Peng suddenly issued such an instruction, in addition to trying to be surrounded by the crowd, he intended to set up a dignified image in front of the Korea group, but... His voice was too suck!

Good guy, the sharp voice is already very deadly, but when it comes to the word "do", it is like something indescribable stuffed into the chrysanthemum. It directly sends out a high decibel breaking sound, which changes the face of the stubble man. Others look at each other and haven't calmed down for a long time.