Chapter 762: The power is also quite smooth
When the three armed helicopters landed outside the village of Sidda, it was already dawn.
Fang Ye transferred the remaining money to the two of them, and then specifically asked: "Song Mutica, since your mother has...already been immortal, and Mu Liang has also been destroyed, what are your plans for the future?"
Song Mutica, with a somewhat miserable expression, shook his head lightly: "I don't have any plans for the time being. I plan to go to Bangkok to rest for a while, and then go look for my father. After all, I have no other relatives."
"Then your father is..."
"He is a Chinese like you." Song Mutica smiled slightly, "But he disappeared when I was five years old. I plan to go to Bangkok to commission a private detective to find his whereabouts."
Fang Ye nodded: "Then I wish you good luck. If you need anything, you can call me."
"Yes, I will."
After saying goodbye to her, Qin Tianbei came over stealthily again: "Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that you can even mobilize a military helicopter. Then why did you walk to Mu Liang before?"
Fang Ye said shamelessly: "Ahem, I just don't want to make too much fuss..."
"That's right, people of your level must be more careful about the impact." Qin Tianbei chuckled, "Then I won't bother you anymore, goodbye!"
After he left, Ye Yarong was about to step forward with an impatient look on her face, but Sean had already said loudly: "Young Master, your Bay Stream has just arrived at Utapao International Airport. We can return home."
"Okay, then let's go back." The two boarded the helicopter under the escort of the military and took off directly.
Ye Yarong, with a face full of resentment, stamped her feet in anger: "This bastard didn't even give me a chance to say goodbye. I curse you to eat instant noodles without a fork for the rest of your life!"
"Come on, Xiaorong, don't you see what Fang Ye's status is? He has a butler and a private jet, so how could he eat instant noodles?" Luo Fang smiled and patted her shoulder, "It's actually good this way. You two are too different. There will be no result. Just forget about him."
Ye Yarong said bitterly: "Don't worry, I have forgotten this kind of heartless bastard a long time ago..."
After the Gulf Stream took off, Fang Ye took a beautiful hot bath first, and then half-lay on the leather sofa in comfortable pajamas. The full-time flight attendant Yang Yuxin said respectfully: "Master, do you need me to massage you?"
Fang Ye picked up the tablet and said casually: "Then please massage your legs. After walking on the mountain road for two days, they are indeed a little sore."
"Okay, young master."
Yang Yuxin smiled sweetly. She sat on a small chair, then put Fang Ye's feet on her round thighs wrapped in black silk, and stretched out her delicate hands to press gently.
After feeling the warm and smooth feeling, Fang Ye's heart suddenly fluttered, and he couldn't help but retract his legs to avoid being discovered by the other party...
"Young master, did I press too hard?" Yang Yuxin smiled narrowly.
"No, no, no, your hands are very moist and your strength is very smooth. Just keep it up." Just when Fang Ye was a little incoherent, Sean suddenly walked in.
"Master, there is something I want to tell you... uh... sorry to bother you, I'll come back later!"
When three armed helicopters landed outside Xida Village, it was already dawn.
Fang Ye transferred the remaining money to the two of them, and then specifically asked: "Song Mutica, since your mother has...already been immortal, and Mu Liang has also been destroyed, what are your plans for the future?"
Song Mutica, with a somewhat miserable expression, shook his head lightly: "I don't have any plans for the time being. I plan to go to Bangkok to rest for a while, and then go look for my father. After all, I have no other relatives."
"Then your father is..."
"He is a Chinese like you." Song Mutica smiled slightly, "But he disappeared when I was five years old. I plan to go to Bangkok to commission a private detective to find his whereabouts."
Fang Ye nodded: "Then I wish you good luck. If you need anything, you can call me."
"Yes, I will."
After saying goodbye to her, Qin Tianbei came over stealthily again: "Brother Fang, I didn't expect you to be so powerful that you can even mobilize a military helicopter. Then why did you walk to Mu Liang before?"
Fang Ye said shamelessly: "Ahem, I just don't want to make too much fuss..."
"That's right, people of your level must be more careful about the impact." Qin Tianbei chuckled, "Then I won't bother you anymore, goodbye!"
After he left, Ye Yarong was about to step forward with an impatient look on her face, but Sean had already said loudly: "Young Master, your Bay Stream has just arrived at Utapao International Airport. We can return home."
"Okay, then let's go back." The two boarded the helicopter under the escort of the military and took off directly.
Ye Yarong, with a face full of resentment, stamped her feet in anger: "This bastard didn't even give me a chance to say goodbye. I curse you to eat instant noodles without a fork for the rest of your life!"
"Come on, Xiaorong, don't you see what Fang Ye's status is? He has a butler and a private jet, so how could he eat instant noodles?" Luo Fang smiled and patted her shoulder, "It's actually good this way. You two are too different. There will be no result. Just forget about him."
Ye Yarong said bitterly: "Don't worry, I have forgotten this kind of heartless bastard a long time ago..."
After the Gulf Stream took off, Fang Ye took a beautiful hot bath first, and then half-lay on the leather sofa in comfortable pajamas. The full-time flight attendant Yang Yuxin said respectfully: "Master, do you need me to massage you?"
Fang Ye picked up the tablet and said casually: "Then please massage your legs. After walking on the mountain road for two days, they are indeed a little sore."
"Okay, young master."
Yang Yuxin smiled sweetly. She sat on a small chair, then put Fang Ye's feet on her round thighs wrapped in black silk, and stretched out her delicate hands to press gently.
After feeling the warm and smooth feeling, Fang Ye's heart suddenly fluttered, and he couldn't help but retract his legs to avoid being discovered by the other party...
"Young master, did I press too hard?" Yang Yuxin smiled narrowly.
"No, no, no, your hands are very moist, and the strength is very smooth, just keep it up." Just when Fang Ye was a little incoherent, Sean suddenly walked in.
"Young master, there is something I want to tell you... uh... sorry to bother you, I'll come back later!"
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