Li Xin already regretted taking this flight.
There wasn't a single normal person in the first-class cabin.
Most importantly, they were all related to Chen Zhao.
In the next 20 hours, Li Xin completely stopped talking.
These strange-looking people were actually Chen Zhao's subordinates.
But towards the end, Li Xin didn't have the energy to observe them anymore.
Sitting on a plane for more than 20 hours was a very tiring and exhausting thing.
When it came to the last few hours, this feeling of exhaustion was like a tidal wave that came crashing in.
When they finally got off the plane, no one talked to each other.
Li Xin left alone. Chen Zhao also got off the plane with his people.
"Old Zhang, we're in Istanbul. We just got off the plane."
"Arrange for your people to take the red and blue taxis. You just need to tell the drivers that you want to go to the Desolate Market and they'll take you there. You don't have to follow."
"What? I don't have to go? Why? "
"Because from the moment they get on the taxi, the entrance test begins. If you participate, then this Battle of Holy Glory will lose its meaning. Wouldn't it be better to just give you a name?"
"Fine."
When they reached the exit, Moore, who was at the back, was kicked.
A group of neatly dressed people in black suits and sunglasses walked out of the exit.
"Move. Don't block the way."
Gaia went up to help Moore up. "Moore, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"I'm fine." Moore shook his head.
At the front, Chen Zhao looked back at Moore. "Walk faster if you're fine. Don't block other people's way."
"Oh, got it." Moore patted the dust off his body.
The other association members were silent as well.
They were like turtles hiding in their shells.
The black-clothed people glanced at Chen Zhao. The leader couldn't help but smile.
"Kid, you're smart. I hope to see you in the official Battle of Holy Glory."
"Thanks, but I don't think it's possible."
With a smile, Chen Zhao left with his people.
…
Li Xin was about to leave through the tunnel when she was stopped by someone in an airport uniform.
"Sorry, this tunnel is under construction. Please leave through another tunnel."
Li Xin was about to leave when she looked up at the person.
What's going on? Isn't he Chen Zhao's subordinate?
How did he manage to maintain order in the airport after changing his clothes?
Li Xin was at a loss, but she didn't intend to investigate further.
However, when she looked into the passage from the corner of her eye, she saw a person lying on the ground in the corner.
However, that person was quickly dragged away from the back.
Li Xin's heart skipped a beat. She felt that she had seen something extraordinary.
Li Xin quickly lowered her head and hurriedly left with her suitcase.
…
Chen Zhao stood before the black-clothed men with a smile.
The reason why he didn't make a move at the entrance was that it was too public.
People came and went, and they were all spiritualists.
Making a move in such a place was just asking for trouble.
However, in this passageway, as long as they blocked the people at the entrance and turned the camera in another direction, then all the problems would not be a problem.
Chen Zhao grabbed the leader's hair with one hand and lifted him into the air. "See? I told you, it's hard for us to meet during the official event of the Battle of Holy Glory."
The leader spat out a mouthful of blood. Although Chen Zhao had grabbed his hair and lifted him into the air, he still gritted his teeth. "Do you know who we are? Do you know that you've offended something you shouldn't? "
Slap —
Chen Zhao slapped the man's face. A few of his teeth fell out.
"Come, tell me which organization you're from."
"We're the Supernatural Organization! We're from the European branch. "
"Oh, the Supernatural Organization." Chen Zhao glanced at them. "Break one of their hands."
Chen Zhao's people all rubbed their palms.
Supernatural Organization?
Ha … Unfortunately, they were also from the Supernatural Organization.
And the most inconspicuous and low-profile North American branch.
The Supernatural Organization of North America had always been invisible.
Today, he would teach the highest-profile European branch a lesson.
They were more than happy to do so.
Of course, Chen Zhao would break one of their hands.
But he wouldn't cripple them. At most, he would break their bones. They wouldn't be able to continue participating in the Battle of Holy Glory.
Chen Zhao smashed the man's face into the wall. "Oh, we're also from the Supernatural Organization, but we're from North America. I hope we'll meet again in the future."
Chen Zhao tossed the man aside and clapped his hands before leaving.
After leaving the airport, everyone stood in front of the parking lot.
"President, what's next?" West asked.
"See those taxis with red and blue stripes? Take them and tell the driver that you want to go to the Desolate Market."
"President, you're not coming?"
"Me? They said that it's against the rules if I participate."
Hearing that, West suddenly felt that Chen Zhao's words made sense.
Chen Zhao definitely couldn't participate. If he did, it would be against the rules.
Chen Zhao stretched. The people from the organization all sat in the taxis with red and blue stripes.
Chen Zhao watched the taxis leave.
Then he took out his phone and booked a car.
A while later, the car he booked arrived.
"Hello, Mr. Chen. I was sent by Blood Mary. Please get in."
"Uh … Isn't this the car I booked?"
"I am, but not," the driver said, smiling.
"What do you mean?"
"First, I'm sorry. I canceled the order without notifying you. I'll pick you up myself."
"I'm fine," Chen Zhao said. "Take me to the hotel."
"Mr. Chen, Blood Mary is waiting for you. Can you go and see her first?"
"Okay. Take my luggage to the hotel room."
"Okay, I'll arrange for your luggage to be sent to the hotel first."
Then Chen Zhao boarded the car.
As for whether the car would be dangerous …
Those who knew that Chen Zhao was coming to Istanbul basically wouldn't use such a boring trick to trick him.
Chen Zhao saw Blood Mary on an empty beach.
There was only a table and an umbrella on the entire beach.
Blood Mary was sitting under a parasol. She seemed to be in much better spirits than the last time.
Chen Zhao sat in the empty seat opposite Blood Mary.
"What would you like to drink?"
"A glass of ice water, thank you."
Blood Mary casually took out a glass. Then the empty glass was filled with water.
Blood Mary tapped the outside of the glass lightly. The water in the glass immediately cooled down.
"Do you like to carry daily necessities with you too?" Chen Zhao took the glass with a smile.
"I always think that if I end up on a deserted island one day, I'll be able to use these things."
Hearing Blood Mary's words, Chen Zhao suddenly felt like he'd met a soulmate.
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