A few hours later, Lin Canyang successfully boarded the plane. He sat on the plane suspiciously, pretending to read a newspaper, but in fact he kept scanning with the corner of his eyes.
It's no wonder he behaved like this, because no one would believe him if he told others about his experiences along the way.
Our own people! Our own people are everywhere!
He truly felt the power and pervasiveness of the seven deadly sins. From the dogs on the roadside, to the people who made fake IDs, to the law enforcers, to the checkpoint masters, and even the person in charge of the airport, they were all his own people!
As a wanted criminal, he was even more glamorous than a nobleman. He had green lights all the way and sat in the first-class cabin of the plane.
Now, he regards the stewardess who serves drinks as his own, fearing that after putting down the drink, she will suddenly say, "Long live the seven deadly sins!"
"Madam, are you going to the Blood Moon Empire too?" Lin Canyang asked in a low voice to the woman sitting next to him.
The woman was wearing an expensive long dress and covered in jewels. She looked either rich or noble.
She rolled her eyes at Lin Canyang and said, "Sir, your way of chatting up people is really unique. Do you think we can go to two different destinations on the same plane?"
"I don't mean anything else. I was just bored during the trip, so I just wanted to chat. By the way, I noticed that your brooch is very special. There are exactly seven diamonds on it, not more, not less. Does it have any special meaning?"
"You'll have to ask Afanji's jewelry designer why they only designed seven."
"All right."
Lin Canyang retracted his head with a puzzled look and said no more words. It seemed that this woman was not a member of the organization.
He thought to himself, since the mission clearly stated that we had to reach the Blood Moon Empire and meet up with the organization members within three days, could there be members of the organization on this plane?
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Sikong Zhen felt a little uneasy at this time. He was attending a royal meeting, but for some reason, his former familiar colleagues always looked at him strangely.
He was sitting relatively close to the front, and the sharp perception of a golden warrior made him aware that many of his colleagues behind him were pointing fingers at him, and even some people in the front row turned back to look at him from time to time.
If you look them in the eye, they will give you a friendly smile, even some political enemies they may not get along with.
Why are you all looking at me?
While no one was paying attention, Sikong Zhen looked down at his trouser zipper and found that it was fastened.
It is true that he is a golden strong man, but that doesn’t mean that a golden strong man cannot forget to zip up sometimes.
"Lord Sikong, you and I have had many frictions in the past due to our different political views. I hope you can forgive us." A smiling middle-aged man came over and sat next to Sikong Zhen.
Sikong Zhen frowned slightly. This person was also a golden warrior and belonged to a different faction from him. But today he took the initiative to surrender. Was he plotting something?
Adhering to the principle of not hitting someone who smiles, he also smiled and replied: "Lord Zuoqiu, you are too kind. This is all for the empire."
Zuo Qiu smiled warmly and nodded: "Master Sikong, please take care of me in the future."
"Master Zuoqiu still needs my care?"
"Master Sikong, please don't be modest. Everyone knows your strength now. Many people even say that you are the real number one war god of Chiyan. Dongfang Yuan is already old."
Sikong Zhen: "......"
Oh no, this is going to flatter me to death!
He believed that he was a leader among the golden masters, but he was definitely not as good as the veteran master like Dongfang Yuan. If this rumor was not stopped, it would probably get worse in the future, and people would spread rumors like Dongfang Yilao and Sikong Dangli.
So he used the excuse of going to the toilet, but actually secretly called his confidant over.
"Quick, go check it out. This old silver coin Zuoqiu is trying to flatter me to death. He actually compares me with Dongfang Yuan. This is to stir up a conflict between Dongfang Yuan and me. Quickly check how far the rumor has spread!" Sikong Zhen said solemnly.
The confidant looked at him strangely and said, "Sir, it's okay to deceive outsiders, but I am your own man. Your strength is known to the world. How can Dongfang Yuan, who is old but not dead, compare with you, sir?"
"What!?" Sikong Zhen's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had met his confidant for the first time. At this moment, he even suspected that the other party had betrayed him.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Sir, I am not talking nonsense. I know you are a low-key person, but now your true strength has been completely exposed. Please stop hiding your incompetence."
"My true strength?" Sikong Zhen became more and more confused the more he listened. What on earth was going on?
"Sir, you are the only two survivors of the Seven Deadly Sins. Every time the Seven Deadly Sins appear, it is accompanied by the death of a great figure. Only you and the Red King are still safe and sound. Such strength really makes your subordinates admire you."
Sikong Zhen: "......"
He found it a little outrageous. He didn't expect that his strength was proven by surviving the seven deadly sins.
This is simply a shame! When did Sikong Zhen have to prove his strength in such a shameful way?
Besides, can he be the same as the Red King? The Red King faced arrogance, while he faced jealousy. At that time, gluttony and lust were not taken seriously at all.
Sikong Zhen returned to the meeting room with an expressionless face. Along the way, other ministers who arrived one after another were extremely respectful when they saw him and ran over from afar to greet him.
He nodded indifferently as a response. Logically, this attitude would cause dissatisfaction among other people, but now, instead of causing dissatisfaction, it has become more and more popular.
After returning to his seat, Zuo Qiu was polite and smiling, putting himself in a very low position in his words, and even extended an invitation, hoping to be honored.
Sikong Zhen saw it all and felt happy in his heart. There is nothing more satisfying than seeing your former political enemy showing goodwill in front of you.
He suddenly felt that...it was fine just like this.
The rumors are true. I escaped from the seven deadly sins. If you have the guts, you can escape too! Can you escape?
After the meeting, Sikong Zhen was named by King Chi to stay.
Everyone who saw this was filled with envy. Jian Zai Di Xin was indeed a strong man who could escape from the seven deadly sins.
"Your Majesty, why did you keep me here?"
The Red King looked at Sikong Zhen boredly, then turned to Gongsun Quan and said, "You go ahead and tell me."
Gongsun Quan nodded, then took something out of his arms and placed it in front of Sikong Zhen.
When Sikong Zhen saw this thing, his pupils suddenly contracted: "This... this is..."
It was actually a silver-white mask, and the greedy smile on the mask pierced his eyes.
"Lord Sikong should be very familiar with this mask."
Familiar! It was too familiar. He was hunted by the Seven Deadly Sins wearing this mask and almost died.
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