The driver restarted the car. Just as it started, joss yelled, "forget it. I'll get off here."

The driver was so angry that he said, "Miss, you are a fault seeker."

Jos was so embarrassed that as soon as the car stopped, he pushed the door open and ran out.

She looked at her watch. It's 3:15. Jing chihan's plane is at 12 noon. She arrived at 3:30 in the afternoon.

Standing in the airport waiting hall, she looked up at the rolling screen, calculated the time, and simply sat on an empty chair.

There are a lot of people in the airport. No, it should be very many. There are many people coming and going, and there is a lot of noise everywhere.

What day is it today? Why are there so many people?

Jos vaguely saw that most of them were young girls, teenagers, banners, flowers and so on.

Just for a moment, joss realized that this is the plane with stars. Fans are picking up.

She didn't care. She sat in her chair, thinking about her own business.

It's already a quarter past three. Before long, joss heard the announcement on the radio. When the plane arrived, she got up and went to the crossing.

But there were so many people. After two steps, she ran into four or five people.

Joss buries her head, only rushes forward, but suddenly bumps into another person. She apologizes: "I'm sorry."

Words fall, she also didn't care, want to side around, can arm, but suddenly caught.

She Leng for a while, slant head to see, suddenly, a familiar and strange face, appeared in her eyes.

"You..."

She opened her mouth, but her throat seemed stuck and speechless.

In front of the man, tall, pale skin, looking at some sick, but the lips, but bright red, red unusual kind.

Jos knew this man, not only knew him, but also knew him very well. She subconsciously wanted to run, but her arm was grabbed by a man. She was so anxious that she began to sweat: "you, you, you, you let me go. This is a public place. If you don't let go, I'll call, I really call!"

That's what she said, but she almost died in this man's hands. Joss threatened, and her heart felt very guilty. Her legs and stomach were shaking, and her palms were numb. She seemed to return to the warehouse, the closed environment full of carbon monoxide and poisonous gas.

"Hiss." With disdain and ridicule of the smile, sounded in the ear.

Jos's scalp was blown up. He opened his mouth and yelled, "help..."

The second time, before the word "help" came out, his lips were covered, and joss was so scared that he went to clap his hand.

Meng Chen, his name is Meng Chen. He kidnapped her and tricked her into playing the game of looking for keys. She was injured by a mouse on the back of her hand and was infected. He also put her in a waste factory and poured gas into it.

This horrible man, why, why is he here?

Jos's pupils were trembling in panic, but it seemed that she was too noisy and struggling too much. The man finally threw her away, but his eyes were cold and cold.

Jos turned quickly and ran, but there were too many people for her.

After a while, the back collar was held by a big hand, and joss opened his mouth and screamed, "ah --"

At the same time, a large group of girls in front of them began to scream: "ah - ah - ah ran, ah ran, we will always love you!"

Jos took a look in that direction, only to see a large number of fans crowding outside the aisle, screaming and telling their hearts to their idols.

And those screams, covered her cry for help.

Jos was so embarrassed that he turned around and looked at the man who was holding her still behind him. He begged: "please let me go. Please let me go. Don't kill me. I didn't report you. I didn't say anything."

Meng Chen's eyes were dark and evil. He loosened her collar and her expression was thought-provoking.

When joss was holding his neck and ready to run away again, the man's cold voice slowly overflowed: "Miss, you don't have to apologize for stepping on someone?"

Joss subconsciously looked down at Meng Chen's shoes. Sure enough, there was a large amount of white sole ash on the black shoes, which they just bumped into and she accidentally stepped on.

"I..." josono murmured, "I just apologized."

Her voice did not fall, the man pinched her chin, pinched her head, staring at her face, voice rather cold: "do not look at people talking, also called apology?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are so many people. I really didn't mean to do it." As she spoke, she saved her chin.

When it was not easy to break free, the man took back his hand, put his cool fingers in his pants pocket, looked at her again, turned around and left.

Jos stayed where he was, stunned.

Well, that's it?

What about revenge after the murder?

After only one minute's stupefaction, joss responded. Without time to think, she turned around and went to the crowded place.

When she was sure that the man really didn't catch up, Jos didn't know why.

On such an occasion, met Meng Chen, this strange and insane man, is she unexpected, but, what does he come to mohai city to do?

Jos looked up at the rolling wall of the flights in midair and saw that the only one that had landed recently was the one from Kyoto to Muhai.

So, is Meng Chen on the same plane as Jing chehan?

Joss thought whether to call Fang Zhengqiu or not. It's also a citizen's duty for dangerous people to come to Muhai city and report to the leaders.

Thinking about this, she has taken out her mobile phone and found Fang Zhengqiu's number.

As soon as I was about to dial it, I heard the crazy cry of young girl fans: "ah ran, ah ran, ah ran, I love you forever, ah ran, you are the most handsome!"

Joss rubbed her ears and felt that her eardrum was almost worn. She looked up and saw a man in sunglasses and loose clothes surrounded by her.

It's so noisy. What else are you calling.

She threw her cell phone into her pocket and began to look for Jing chihan's figure.

After watching for a while, she didn't see that there were too many people in the hall and it was too crowded. She simply turned around and went outside to wait.

Standing at the gate of the airport, she took out her mobile phone again and dialed Jing zhehan's number.

The phone shows that it is turned off. You can't turn on the phone on the plane. He should not have turned it on.

Joe stood by the road thoughtfully, looking at the gate.

Meng Chen was sitting in the car, looking at the bright white figure on the other side of the road. His lips were slightly pursed, and he could not see his emotion.

In front of him, the driver hung up, looked back respectfully and reported: "I have been informed, young master. Now is it time to go to the city hall or to the hotel?"