The Magic Trading System

3"Sir, please stay in your seat! What can I do for you? I can wait until the plane lands, okay? "Please don't do anything rash, I beg you." An air stewardess hugged his waist.    3

    

"F * * k!" Let me go! I just went over to the cockpit and let the captain turn around and fly over! Don't stop me! Bitch! Are you courting death? I will kill you! "    

    

Seeing that the flight attendant was unwilling to let go, the Caucasian man turned around and punched towards the beautiful white face.    

    

Zheng Hao felt that he couldn't wait any longer. He was about to jump out from his seat to stop this white man's violence, but he saw a tall black man stand up from the front of the VIP room, he quickly walked to the side of this crazy white man and shouted, "Bastard! You son of a bitch! Stop right there! "    

    

The African man swung his fist and punched towards the Caucasian man's face.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The white man was hit in a circle, and his face immediately became bruised.    

    

At this moment, the Caucasian man had already thrown off the flight attendant and raised his leg to kick the African man.    

    

The Caucasian man's actions were also very agile. With one kick, he forced the African man to take two steps back.    

    

The white man and the black man began to fight in the narrow corridor.    

    

"How terrifying!" Sana Jordan watched the two of them fight with a terrified expression on her face.    

    

In fact, everyone on the plane was terrified.    

    

This was tens of thousands of meters in the air!    

    

If the fight was too intense and caused the plane to tilt, then the danger of the plane crash could occur at any time.    

    

"Let's change seats." Zheng Hao said.    

    

"Oh, yes, sir, what a gentleman you are." Sana and Jordan said gratefully.    

    

Zheng Hao didn't say anything else and just moved his seat to Sana Jordan's.    

    

At that moment, the black man had been knocked to the ground by the strong white man. The white man stepped over the black man and headed for the cockpit.    

    

Zheng Hao stood up and grabbed the mad white man.    

    

"Sir, please calm down!" Zheng Hao said in a deep voice.    

    

The crazy white man didn't even look back as he punched Zheng Hao in the face and cursed: "F * * k! I'm going to kill! "    

    

"Hu!"    

    

This punch was about to hit Zheng Hao's face.    

    

The surrounding people all cried out in alarm.    

    

The blonde woman who sat behind Zheng Hao was so scared that she didn't dare to look anymore and directly covered her eyes with her hands.    

    

Zheng Hao sneered and grabbed the fist of the white man. He twisted with all his might and pulled the white man's right arm behind him.    

    

"F * * k!" Let me go! You yellow pig! I'm going to throw you off the plane! " Although the Caucasian man was controlled by Zheng Hao, he still cursed.    

    

Zheng Hao was not polite at all.    

    

He punched directly towards the other party's head.    

    

"Thump!"    

    

The Caucasian man fainted from Zheng Hao's punch.    

    

Zheng Hao loosened his grip and the dog fell to the ground like a dead pig.    

    

"Hua!"    

    

In the VIP room, everyone started to give Zheng Hao warm applause.    

    

"Hero!"    

    

"Zheng Hao, good job!"    

    

"Oh my god!" He saved the entire plane. If he hadn't stopped this lunatic, our plane would have fallen from the sky. "    

    

People warmly praised Zheng Hao.    

    

Zheng Hao smiled, bent down, and pulled out the white man's belt. Then, he tied the white man's hands behind his back.    

    

If that was the case, then even if the white man woke up, he wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.    

    

Just then, the black guy who was beaten down by the crazy white guy walked over, kicked the white guy on the ground, and said to Zheng Hao, "Buddy, thank you! You've helped us a lot! If it wasn't for you, and if he didn't run to the cockpit and cause trouble, it would have been a huge mess! "    

    

"Nothing, this is just us saving ourselves." Zheng Hao said with a smile.    

    

He returned to his seat amid the praises of the crowd.    

    

Now, he sat outside while Sana Jordan sat inside.    

    

The infuriated white man was thrown onto the ground by the crew.    

    

After some discussion, the crew finally decided not to return and instead flew straight to England, because it was a white man, a Britisher, who was involved, and it was the right thing to do in politics to bring him back to England and bring him to justice.    

    

We can't just hand him over to the Chinese police to punish, can we?    

    

"Mr. Zheng, you're too cool."    

    

As soon as Zheng Hao sat down, the blonde lady at the back pulled his arm and said to him with a smile.    

    

"Thank you." Zheng Hao turned his head and nodded towards the blonde.    

    

Her hair was pure gold, and its color was extremely bright. This blond hair was very attractive.    

    

And, this beautiful woman's skin was also very good.    

    

White people usually have a lot of dark spots on their thick skin and their skin is usually rough.    

    

In short, many foreign beauties could only be seen from afar, but not in close proximity.    

    

From a distance, it looked like a Heavenly Immortal. Looking at it from a close distance, it was just that its coarse skin, dark spots on its skin, and dense fur would cause one to lose almost all of their beautiful imaginations.    

    

But the blonde was good.    

    

Her skin was fair and smooth, and her facial features were exquisite and beautiful.    

    

Her red lips were alluring as she smiled sweetly, exuding a myriad of emotions.    

    

Zheng Hao felt that she looked a little like Alina. Simpson.    

    

Therefore, Zheng Hao had a good impression of this blonde.    

    

"My name is Alura. Miller, nice to meet you, Mr. Zheng! "You are a Chinese who I respect. I have read some reports about you and I feel that you are a legend!" The blonde reached out her hand to Zheng Hao.    

    

"I'm glad to meet you too, Miss Miller." Zheng Hao and Miller shook hands.    

    

"Mr. Zheng, have you practiced martial arts before?" Miller asked curiously.    

    

"Yes, a little." Zheng Hao said.    

    

After defeating the strong white man, even if he didn't have the time, the blonde lady probably wouldn't have believed him.    

    

"Did you practice at Shaolin Temple?" Miller asked again.    

    

"Haha!" "How could that be? I was practicing with an old man from our place." Zheng Hao casually made it up.    

    

"Oh!" God! "Chinese kung fu is too amazing. Mr. Zheng, I really admire you. I really want to learn kung fu from you. Can you accept me as your disciple?" Alura. Miller said.    

    

He actually had to acknowledge him as his teacher to learn kung fu?    

    

Zheng Hao laughed.    

    

"NO!" I can't teach you! " Zheng Hao said.    

    

"Oh? Why? Why can't you teach me? I really like Chinese kung fu. I really want to acknowledge a true kung fu master as my master. Please accept me, Mr. Zheng. " Alura. Miller clasped his hands in supplication.