Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 165 Strange Flight
There are a lot of Russians traveling to Thailand, so there are 4 direct Aeroflot flights to Moscow every week, whether from Krabi or Bangkok.

Shanying is a senior user of Aeroflot, but he was promoted after returning from St. Petersburg, so he has never experienced Aeroflot's business class.

Mr. Poincare not only booked a business class ticket for Shanying, but also gave him a custom-made suit.

It's not some high-end bulletproof suit, but a British suit made of extremely solid materials.

High-end fabrics, pure hand-sewing, even the cufflinks and bow ties are brands that Shanying has never seen before.

There was no luxurious packaging, just a simple large leather handbag. In addition to the suit, there was also a pair of lambskin shoes, an automatic umbrella and a water cup.

Shanying couldn't guess the exact price, nor did he want to guess, because Mr. Poincare left him a note in his bag...

"A gentleman will always fight better than a thug!"

This sentence fully expresses the difference between Mr. Poincare and Blood Fox and his expectations for Mountain Eagle.

To be honest, Shanying feels a little flattered...

From the moment he met Blood Fox, he felt like he was introduced into a big family. It seemed that everyone welcomed him, and everyone naturally showed trust in him.

Of course, everyone also expressed some different expectations for him.

However, the mountain eagle himself often behaves like a lone wolf.

Because he had always been reluctant to follow Blood Fox's idea and take over the so-called pension...

But people are all made of flesh and blood. Not to mention that Blood Fox saved his life, even after such a long period of contact, the feeling of being trusted and having someone to rely on gradually changed Shanying's mind.

What limits Shanying now is his expectations for the future and his demands on himself...

He doesn't allow himself to do things that are bound to disappoint others, he has to be prepared!
Prepare money, prepare property, and prepare a business that can generate enough income to temporarily sustain the pension.

Only when all this is ready, he will be able to try to change the Arctic Fox, otherwise everything is in vain!
Shanying sat down in his seat under the guidance of the Russian airline stewardess. Then, in order to prevent wrinkles on the suit given by Mr. Poincare, he took the suit out of his bag and hung it on the backrest of the seat in front of him.

As passengers boarded the plane one after another, the business class cabin was soon filled up.

A middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, a top hat, a khaki casual suit, and dressed meticulously, sat down next to Shanying.

The Mountain Eagle smiled and greeted this temporary neighbor, trying to leave a good impression on each other and make the next 11 hours of flight more comfortable.

The middle-aged man smiled and showed his eight teeth in response to Shanying's kindness. He nodded politely, took off his sunglasses and hat, and sat down. His eyes were fixed on the suit hanging in front of Shanying...

"Henri Paul of Savile Row, your suits are so tasteful..."

Shanying was stunned for a moment. He looked at the black cover on the outside of the suit, but he didn't see any identifiable marks.

Looking at the middle-aged man who took off his hat and sunglasses and revealed his full appearance, Shanying said with a smile: "This was given to me by a friend. A few seconds ago, I didn't even know where it came from."

Shanying stretched out his hand to the middle-aged man and said, "My name is Yueshan..."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a few seconds in the face of Mountain Eagle's actions, but finally stretched out his hand.

After the middle-aged man let go, he looked into Shanying's eyes and said with a smile: "Matthias, Matthias Monaghan..."

Shanying rubbed his palms slightly. When he shook hands with Matthias just now, he clearly felt calluses on this guy's palms, which must be caused by long-term use of firearms.

Matthias noticed the eagle's movements. He smiled and sat down and said, "I'm from Germany and I'm a sculptor..."

Matthias made a carpenter's chiseling motion, then looked at Shanying, who looked a little dazed, and said, "What about you? What do you do?"

Shanying knew too well what calloused people who used guns looked like. He smiled and made a trigger-pulling motion, then said, "I am a Thai policeman..."

Matthias's eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled and said, "Nice to meet you!"

Matthias looked at the suit and said with a little reminiscence in his eyes: "The person who gave you this suit must be a wise and gentleman elder, because only such a person has such taste."

Shanying immediately thought of Professor Poincare, who was very particular about his words and actions. He said with a smile on his face: "You are right, the person who gave me the suit was an old gentleman."

Matthias got a definite answer. He nodded modestly and leaned back in his seat, falling into silence...

Shanying had the habit of chatting with strangers, and he smiled and fastened his seat belt...

While people were coming and going in the cabin, the place where Shanying and Mathias were was caught in a strange quiet atmosphere, so much so that the people around them unconsciously lowered their voices when they spoke.

Until a fat white man got on the plane with a suitcase in one hand and a suit and coffee in the other...

"Oh shit..."

The moment the fat white man entered the business class, he knocked over the coffee in his hand, staining his shirt and causing the couple next to him to yell in dissatisfaction. "Sorry, sorry..."

The fat white man raised his hand to apologize insincerely, then put the suitcase on the luggage rack with great effort.

After the fat white man sat down, he waved to the two men in shirts and paratrooper pants and said, "You go to the back. I just upgraded my cabin..."

The two men looked at each other, their eyes scanned the business class, their gaze lingering on Mathias who was resting with his eyes closed and Shanying who had an overly fierce temperament, they looked at each other, and then walked towards the economy class.

Shanying noticed the temperament of the two men and the tattoos on their arms. They should have been in the 'United States Marine Corps'.

Up to now, Shanying still thinks it is normal. After all, there are many different kinds of people on international flights.

In the past, he even met an old Russian in the economy class of Aeroflot, who boasted that he had worked with Putin.

As a result, after getting off the plane, the guy went straight to the airport supermarket to buy two bottles of Erguotou, and even shared a taxi with him.

But when the plane slid onto the runway and was ready to take off, two Russians, a man and a woman, passed by the sidewalk next to Shanying, and Shanying realized that something was wrong...

Because the man and the woman were carrying guns!
As they walked, their eyes scanned the passengers like a scanner, and finally sat down in the two seats behind the fat white man.

Shanying was not that scared, because anyone who could bring a pistol on the plane must be an official.

But the sudden appearance of two gunmen made Shanying realize in an instant that there were very important people on the plane.

Is that the fat white guy?
Looking at the fat man mumbling as he wiped the coffee stains off his body with a tissue, and the dirty leather shoes on his feet, Shanying couldn't connect this guy with the 'important person'.

Shanying didn't know what was going on, but he couldn't help but suspect that there might be some problems with the flight that Mr. Poincare had booked for him.

These old guys generally don't do meaningless things. Letting him take this flight might be to remind him of something.

This was not an unfounded guess by Shanying, because after the plane took off smoothly and entered a stable state, two more people were upgraded to the business class.

One of the men deliberately passed by the fat white man, attracting the attention of the two gunmen...

Another woman in a miniskirt sat in the middle of the cabin...

Then it seemed that the straps on her high heels were loose, and the woman bent down to adjust the straps with a very sexy movement, revealing a pair of long legs that made people think of something very tempting in the aisle, making the fat man who was in a mess behind her stare in amazement.

Shanying didn't know what happened, nor did he know whether what might happen had anything to do with him...

However, he didn't believe that these strange people on the plane dared to mess around on the plane, so he simply put on microphone headphones and tactical sunglasses, then quietly released the golden cicada, and then closed his eyes to try to practice controlling the golden cicada.

In fact, it is just to get yourself used to the complicated images and try to filter out the "noise".

Acoustic feedback doesn't work very well on airplanes because the airplanes themselves generate a lot of noise and clutter, which makes the image feedback from the Golden Cicada even more blurred.

However, when Shanying successfully focused his attention on a small area, he accidentally triggered a certain function of Jinchan. When his pupils focused on a certain point, he felt as if he heard some people's conversations...

Because of the noise from the airplane, the conversation was intermittent...

At first Shanying thought it was an illusion, but after trying it many times, he found that the Golden Cicada was much more advanced than he had imagined.

Ultrasound not only provides influence through feedback, but it can also restore sound, which to some extent amplifies his hearing.

The Golden Cicada only appeared after Shanying came into contact with 'Plutonium', which means that Shanying had never used it before, and he needed to explore its specific functions by himself.

After the new function appeared, Shanying seemed to have discovered a new world. He began to try to lock onto people he thought were suspicious, hoping to hear something useful...

Then he soon reaped the rewards...

The suspicious people in the business class were very quiet, but the two Marines who had gone to the economy class earlier were different.

When Shanying focused his attention on the two of them, he heard him complaining...

"I hate that idiot Schneider. Being his bodyguard makes me feel like an idiot too..."

"Be patient, Schneider is a fool with a mental problem, but his boss is different..."

“I don’t understand, that son of a bitch, S Nden, is a traitor, why would so many people want to protect him?

When I got my fucking divorce, I didn’t have the money to hire a lawyer, but when it came to Stan’s turn, these lawyers were willing to work for free. I even felt like they wanted to lick Stan’s ass…

And this damn Schneider, how stupid is his boss to let him escort important documents?"

(End of this chapter)