A bottle of wine was quickly finished.
A faint blush appeared on Anna's face.
A layer of moisture also clouded her eyes.
He looked like he couldn't hold his liquor.
It's unclear whether she genuinely can't drink or is deliberately creating opportunities for Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng was not in the mood for that at the moment.
I didn't drink any more.
Instead, he took out his phone.
The signal is weak; I can't watch the news or anything like that.
I thought of some other things.
For example, Lanhe probably went crazy by now.
Then I thought that behind Lanhe, the Ugly Country was backing her up.
"Ugly Country!"
Ye Feng suddenly stood up, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.
He seems to have overlooked the importance and danger of this country.
Lanhe is more than 7,000 kilometers away from the United States.
The F-22 can fly 4,000 kilometers in an hour.
Ye Feng has only traveled a thousand kilometers so far.
In other words, if the United States sends this type of fighter jet to intercept it.
So, it will take at most four hours to catch up.
"Boss, what's wrong?" Anna asked, looking puzzled.
Ye Feng paced back and forth anxiously.
We overlooked something so important.
Luckily I thought of that, otherwise it could have been a disaster.
Ye Feng originally planned to secretly transport the items back and that would be the end of it.
But now it seems there's no way he can rely on his own strength.
If no measures are taken, it is very likely that all efforts will be in vain.
Thinking about this...
Ye Feng took out his satellite phone and made a call to Long Xiaowu.
To put it bluntly: "I want to contact someone important in our family. Do you have a way to do that?"
Long Xiaowu: "Okay, I'll help you get in touch."
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