Strongest Medical Saint

When Feng Kai and Li Yongxian were sending Jiang Yuanzhong to the hospital.

Xu Dong had contacted Wang Anxiong, and they met each other at the airport.

Fatty Qian came along to see off Shen Feng, and when he and Wang Anxiong learned about the incident outside the airport, they were instantly fuming with rage. How could there be so many people in this world who had a death wish? Masters are not to be trifled with by just any Tom, Dick, or Harry! Just as they were about to rush out.

Shen Feng waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that. I'm not in the mood to waste my time on these people right now."

Wang Anxiong and Fatty Qian also knew that Shen Feng's trip to Nanming County was to find his parents, so they temporarily suppressed the rage in their hearts.

Shen Feng addressed Xu Dong and Fatty Qian, saying, "You guys go back first! I won't stay in Nanming County for too long. Once I find my parents, I'll immediately return to Wuzhou."

Xu Dong and Fatty Qian didn't dare go against Shen Feng's words, and with Wang Anxiong accompanying them, they could leave with peace of mind.

Being a prominent figure in Wuzhou, Wang Anxiong soon had the airport's manager come over to personally receive him. All the formalities were swiftly handled, with no need to queue or anything of that sort.

After the plane was delayed for half an hour, Shen Feng and Wang Anxiong finally boarded the plane. Once they found their seats in first-class, they sat down.

Passengers continued to board the plane, and seated across the aisle from Shen Feng was a middle-aged man with a sharp chin and monkey-like cheeks. He wore a thick gold necklace around his neck and a gold watch on his wrist, looking every bit the typical nouveau riche.

This sharp-chinned, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man, upon seeing a long-legged flight attendant pass by him, smiled and asked, "Beauty, may I have your phone number? I feel a strong connection with you at first sight! Don't be fooled by my ordinary looks—I'm a man with a story."

The long-legged flight attendant was incredibly attractive, turning all male gazes to silent gulps. She also scored above eighty-five in looks and displayed a professional smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, but it's working hours now, and it's not convenient for me to give you my phone number."

The sharp-chinned, monkey-cheeked middle-aged man persisted, "Beauty, it seems you're just as superficial as other women. You can't judge a book by its cover. Brother here once served in Huaxia Country's Secret Troops, having undertaken numerous missions abroad—most of them a matter of life and death."

After feigning a sigh, he continued, "What a pity! During one mission, my right leg was unfortunately broken. Don't look at my leg as if nothing's wrong with it now. Do you know how stringent the selection process in the Secret Troops is? After my injury healed, my speed wasn't as fast as before, and I was eventually forced to retire."

"After retirement, I started my own business, and fortunately made a little money."

While speaking, the middle-aged man purposefully stretched the wrist adorned with the gold watch, and grabbed his neck, drawing the flight attendant's focus to his watch and necklace.

The long-legged flight attendant politely said, "Sir, that's a well-crafted story. Now I need to work, so please don't disturb me any longer."

After being snubbed.

The middle-aged man's face turned awkward as he feigned composure with a cough, and then turned to Shen Feng, who was across the aisle from him, "Young brother, some women just lack insight. Being able to sit on the same plane, we must also share a fate. My name is Tian Li."

Shen Feng's brow furrowed slightly at the overly talkative, sharp-chinned, monkey-cheeked man.

Seeing Shen Feng's furrowed brow, Wang Anxiong said, "Master, please take the inside seat. Let me sit on the outside."

Shen Feng nodded and switched seats with Wang Anxiong.

When Tian Li heard Wang Anxiong calling this young kid Shen Feng a master, his expression faltered slightly. He looked at Wang Anxiong with disdain and asked, "May I know in which field is this young brother a master?"

Wang Anxiong snapped impatiently, "Shut your mouth; have you never heard that trouble comes from careless talk? Sometimes, saying the wrong thing can get someone killed."

Sensing the piercing look in Wang Anxiong's eyes, Tian Li's body shrank slightly, but he still said, "I'm not stooping to your level. Do you think I was bragging just now? Back when I was in the Secret Troops, I took out quite a few spies hostile to our country, and my skills are still top-notch."

Wang Anxiong was somewhat experienced and could tell that Tian Li was just spouting nonsense. How could such a person be a retiree from Huaxia Country's Secret Troops?

Just at that moment.

The leggy flight attendant began reminding each passenger to fasten their seat belts.

Shen Feng closed his eyes; the airplane would need over two hours to reach its destination. Inside his body, the cultivation of Emperor King Jue started circulating.

Now that his cultivation had reached the Acquired Seventh Layer, he was eager to break through the Acquired State and enter the Innate realm.

Wang Anxiong naturally wouldn't disturb Shen Feng, who had closed his eyes.

As time passed, the airplane took off.

After the plane stabilized, the leggy flight attendant and a very busty flight attendant began moving down the aisle with the trolley, distributing water and lunch to everyone.

After being rejected by the leggy flight attendant earlier, Tian Li now shifted his attention to the busty flight attendant, claiming repeatedly that he truly had been in the Secret Troops. Unfortunately, she also paid him no mind.

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"Ah~"

Suddenly, a scream came from the first-class cabin.

Followed by screams from the economy class, everyone saw a bald man in a seat at the front of first class kick an old man sitting next to him onto the floor.

He pulled something out of his pocket that looked like a pen, though much thicker, gave it a slight twist, and a sharp blade sprung out. Somehow, he had managed to get past security and on the plane with this unique dagger.

The bald man stood up from his chair, and immediately two other men rose to stand behind him, both wearing cold smirks as they looked at the other passengers.

After stabbing the dagger into the downed old man's arm, the bald man cruelly pulled it out, bellowing, "From now on, we control this plane. Don't even think about the cockpit; everything is under our control. You'd better behave yourselves. If you make me angry, the consequences will be very severe."

Shen Feng's eyes snapped open. He just wanted a smooth journey to his destination. Why did so many people have to get in the way?

Standing up from his chair, he glanced at Tian Li, who kept claiming to be from the Secret Troops. Now the guy was curled up in his seat, trembling.

He said to Tian Li, "It's your turn, my friend who retired from the Secret Troops. These small-timers should be a piece of cake for you to handle, right, with your experience?"

The eyes of the bald man and his companions instantly focused on Tian Li.

Tian Li's facial muscles twitched, beads of sweat the size of soybeans formed on his forehead, and in his panic, he almost peed his pants.