The beautiful flight attendant nodded, turned around and brought a fruit-shaped notebook to Yang Feng.
The beautiful flight attendant couldn't help but wonder as she watched him type on his laptop.
Yang Feng now needs detailed information about the Yokohama region of Japan, and also needs to memorize the entire topography of Japan. As the saying goes, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."
At that moment, a mutation occurred!
"Heh, I don't know what those people in China were thinking, actually sending out such a young agent. Were they trying to train him? How naive. Goodbye!"
"You, Die!"
An aviation worker in the cabin, with a stubble on his chin and a sinister smile on his face, carrying a parachute, turned around, went to the back of the plane, opened the cabin door, and jumped out.
———
In the Huaxia Dragon Group conference hall, many high-ranking officials were seated.
Two hours later...
"Captain Su, something terrible has happened! The private plane carrying Yang Feng has exploded violently in the air, with a force comparable to the explosion of thousands of TMTs. The sea surface has also been affected!"
An intelligence officer rushed in and almost tripped and fell.
"China's number one prodigy has fallen—"
boom!
Upon hearing this, everyone present, including Su Nan, went completely blank.
Airplanes are supposed to be the safest mode of transportation, but if an accident occurs, even a Grandmaster-level expert can die inside, let alone if there is a violent explosion!
Whoosh!
Su Nan suddenly stood up, her face somewhat cold, and said, "Impossible! Could it be that there's a traitor infiltrated our plane?!"
"I guess it's..."
"What a pity, the number one prodigy of China, the rise of Chinese martial arts has fallen just like that..."
The shock in the hearts of the masters and experts had not yet subsided, and they all sighed.
"It's my fault...it's my fault..."
Su Nan's face gradually turned pale. Thinking of Yang Feng's tragic death, she felt ashamed. He had originally made contributions to China, but now he had met with misfortune.
"Captain Su, look! This is the scene of the plane explosion!"
The intelligence officer took a high-end laptop, opened the video, and projected it onto the screen.
Everyone looked over and saw a luxurious airplane explode in mid-air. Fierce flames shot into the sky, and all the parts were charred and turned into dust.
Not a single trace was left.
The power of that explosion was terrifying!
"Damn it... This must have been done by those Japanese devils. Otherwise, how could an explosion happen for no reason? I never thought they could have infiltrated!"
"But we have no evidence, and it would be useless to accuse them internationally."
"Ugh... Damn it!!"
The Dragon Group experts all shook their heads, their hearts filled with rage.
Su Nan's eyes gradually became empty, and he walked outside like a walking corpse. He had suffered a great blow this time.
It was he who wanted Yang Feng to return to China and travel by plane, but it ended up harming him instead.
"Brother Yang, rest assured, I will definitely avenge you! I definitely will! I will protect the forces you have built for you!"
Su Nan was extremely agitated and roared wildly.
On a stretch of sea leading to Japan.
Yang Feng sat on a small lifeboat, his body covered in bloody wounds, his clothes tattered, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy around him.
The spiritual power within him had naturally vanished.
At the critical moment when the plane exploded, the Chaos Pearl in his mind unleashed a terrifying power that protected him, allowing him to escape.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!
It could be the end!
Needless to say, everyone on the plane, including the beautiful flight attendants, perished.
"You just wait—"
Yang Feng opened his eyes and suddenly unleashed a strong killing intent. This time he was furious, his anger soaring to the heavens!
He now realizes how fragile life is; the beautiful flight attendant he had just been chatting with has already sacrificed her life.
Time passed slowly, and before long it was evening; the seawater had become unusually cold.
Fortunately, Yang Feng has a good physique and can easily resist the cold.
"He has recovered only 10% of his strength..."
Yang Feng sighed softly, stopped cultivating, and looked at the boundless sea. It was pitch black all around, and he couldn't see anything.