C112 Who Do You Think You Are
The vibration and noise of the plane was like a lullaby. Han Qiang actually fell asleep, and there was a faint smile on his face.
Ouyang Wanting looked at his peaceful sleeping posture and raised her eyebrows slightly.
From the information gathered by the private detective, Han Qiang had only been to his grandfather's house in the province in his long life. He had never taken a plane before. Logically speaking, the country bumpkins who took a plane for the first time were as curious as monkeys. They wished they could stick their faces to the plane and look outside. However, the fellow beside them had never looked outside from the beginning to the end.
Ouyang Wanting secretly became vigilant, "This scumbag man is not easy to deal with..."
Zhang Ming, Zhao Loong, Lee Xue and the rest were like curious babies in business class. They looked around and attracted many contemptuous looks.
The one next to Lee Xue was a fat and greasy fatty. He greedily sized up her pretty face. He took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "Beauty, this is my business card. Let's have a deep conversation in Magic City. I guarantee that you will have a lot of pocket money in the future. You can fly anywhere in the country. "
Lee Xue looked at him with disgust but did not take the business card. She said neither servile nor overbearing, "I already have a boyfriend. Please don't say anymore."
Fatty smiled and pointed at Zhang Ming. "Your boyfriend is not that country bumpkin who took the plane for the first time, right?"
Zhang Ming was unhappy when he heard that. "Country bumpkin? Who the f * ck are you talking about?"
The fat man said sarcastically, "I said country bumpkin should pay attention to their character. This is a plane, not your toilet. You can't make a loud noise, understand?"
Zhang Ming sneered and said, "Xiaoxue, let's go somewhere else. I'll let him know why flowers are so red."
"Miss, do you see that? Such a vulgar country bumpkin. You are like a flower stuck in cow dung when you follow him." The fat fatty said with disdain.
"You!" Zhang Ming angrily swung his fist and was about to attack.
Lee Xue quickly patted his big hand lightly, "Brother Ming, let's not lower ourselves to this kind of person's level. Ms Yu, Ms Na and the rest are all here. Don't cause trouble for everyone."
When the fat fatty saw that Zhang Ming was stopped, he became even more arrogant. " A country bumpkin like you who doesn't have the ability and doesn't have money can only accept useless things or beg for food in Magic City. You might not even be able to earn back the money you earned from the round trip tickets even after half a year of hard work, yet you still have the nerve to pick up girls from others? "
"Can you say it again?"
Zhang Ming was furious. He unbuckled his seatbelt and swung his fist, ready to attack.
The air stewardess politely said, "Sir, please pay attention to your words and actions in public. Please sit back down."
Zhang Ming said in annoyance, "It was that grandson who seemed to have swallowed sh * t over there. He was stirring up trouble there, alright?"
"If you can't say it, then do it. A country bumpkin without morals." The fat fatty said with an arrogant expression.
"F * ck, I'll kill you!"
Zhang Ming was born in the underworld, so he had never been so angry before. He swung his fist and was about to hit him, but was stopped by Lee Xue.
Zhao Loong saw that his brother had been bullied and was about to hit him, so Lan Siyu quickly went to stop him.
The fat fatty deliberately wanted to make things worse, so he laughed proudly and said, "I didn't see that there were many beautiful women around these two country bumpkins, but unfortunately, they were all flowers stuck in cow dung."
Wang Na, who was resting with her eyes closed, was woken up. Seeing the fat fatty's arrogant face, she grabbed the plane meal box in front of her and threw it out without hesitation. She hit him on the head and flowers exploded. Vegetables, tea eggs, hamburgers, and other food scattered all over the ground.
Wang Na pointed at him and said angrily, "Damn fat fatty, you are so fat. Why don't you try our people again?"
The fat man greedily swept his eyes over her alluring body and shouted, "Uncle police, country bumpkins hit people. Quickly arrest them all."
The air police sitting in the front row was a man in his early thirties. He observed from the side for a long time. Although he knew that the matter was caused by fatty, Zhang Ming had many people on his side. He even made a move first. After hesitating for a moment, he still quickly walked over.
Seeing the air police approach, the fat man became even more proud. "I am a senior executive of a top 500 company. I have hundreds of people under my command. How can I not beat you country bumpkins?"
"F * ck, did I give you face?"
Lan Siyu heard this and raised her eyebrows. She did not stop Zhao Loong and waved her hand to give him a big slap. The fat fatty's head suddenly tilted and the fat on his face suddenly trembled.0
Zhang Ming and Zhao Loong saw that Eldest Sister had made a move. They rushed forward desperately and gave the fat man a beating.
"Stop!"
Seeing this, the air police quickly quickened their steps and stretched out their hands to subdue the few people.
Seeing that the situation was about to go out of control, a mournful scream suddenly sounded in the cabin. Everyone's gaze, including the Air Force Officer, was drawn over. They saw a handsome young man pressing a thin man to the ground.
The air police did not care about Lan Siyu and the others' small squabbles, hurriedly ran over and said sternly, "Quickly let go of him, otherwise I will have to take forceful measures."
Han Qiang lifted the thin man like a chicken and shook him left and right. It was so painful that it made him shake left and right. He kept screaming.
The Air Force Officer was about to take out the handcuffs on his waist to subdue him when he saw several wallets of different designs fall out of the thin man's body.
"My wallet! My wallet!"
"F * ck! This is a thief!"
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The people sitting near the thin man exploded. They unbuckled their seatbelts and went to claim their wallets.
Han Qiang smiled and said, "Uncle police officer, it's not against the law to catch thieves for the sake of justice, right?"
The air police awkwardly withdrew his hand from his waist and said apologetically, "Thank you, sir, for helping to catch thieves. I was reckless just now."
Han Qiang sent the thief to him and said with a smile, "Uncle police officer, the fat man over there deliberately stirred up trouble to attract other people's attention and create opportunities for his accomplices to commit crimes. You'd better control him too."
The fat fatty had been beaten black and blue. He said angrily, "Comrade police officer, he is obviously an accomplice of the country bumpkin. He is framing them!"
Han Qiang laughed when he heard that. He handed the thief to the police officer and walked over to him with disdain. "I am a country bumpkin in the first class cabin. What kind of thing are you? A dung beetle in a sewage pit, or a disgusting maggot?"
"What a disgusting thing. Let's hide away." Wang Na saw this and gave Lan Siyu and the others a look.
Lan Siyu and Zhang Ming enjoyed the fight and the anger in their hearts dissipated. It would be strange if they did not run away when such a good opportunity presented itself. They immediately hid behind Han Qiang.
At this time, the flight attendant also reacted and said with a frown, "Comrade, before we can confirm whether that person was the thief's accomplice, your friend had already hit him. He must be held accountable."
"Yes, yes! He is slandering me. I don't know that thief at all!" The fat man with a swollen face shouted in annoyance.
Ding Yan went behind Han Qiang and said in a low voice, "Making trouble on the plane is very bad. I am afraid Ms Na and the rest will be detained."
Han Qiang casually waved his hand and said with a faint smile," Police comrade, if the dung beetle fatty and that thief are not partners... Why would they have the same tattoo on their forearm? Could it be that the standards of the top 500 white-collar executives in the world are on par with a despicable thief?"
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