Ling Feng stood up and came to the paparazzo's side when suddenly his legs gave out, and he collapsed onto the paparazzo.
The paparazzo felt as if a mountain had been placed upon him, crushing him so that he could hardly breathe.
"Sir, what's wrong with you?" A flight attendant in the distance saw this and hurried over, full of concern!
After all, there were no professional medical personnel on the plane, so if a sudden illness occurred, it would indeed be a headache.
The paparazzo screamed in pain, "Quick, get this man off me, he's going to crush me to death!"
At that moment, Ling Feng's hand swiftly extracted the camera's memory card from beneath him and, with a press, shattered the camera's insides, ensuring that even if the paparazzo had a spare memory card, it would be of no use now.
"Sir, sir, are you alright?" The flight attendant called out anxiously by the side.
Ling Feng slowly stood up and said, "I'm fine, I just have a bit of anemia, and I felt a bit dizzy just now, but I'm fine now!"
Saying so, Ling Feng returned to his seat, and on his way, he patted the paparazzo's shoulder, "Brother, sorry about just now!"
As he withdrew his hand, Ling Feng lightly touched the paparazzo's Baihui acupoint, and the paparazzo instantly felt a wave of exhaustion hit him.
Back at his seat, Ling Feng turned to look at the paparazzo who had already fallen asleep, hugging his camera.
"Here you go," Ling Feng handed the memory card to Chen Ningxue.
Chen Ningxue's eyes widened in surprise. She had been watching Ling Feng closely; had he switched the memory card in those few seconds he collapsed onto the paparazzo? How was that possible?
"How... how did you do that?" Stars shone in Chen Ningxue's eyes as she developed a deep interest in Ling Feng.
Ling Feng smiled slightly, "Some secrets should not be revealed!"
Chen Ningxue pouted in dissatisfaction, looking adorably cute, like a pure white lotus.
Even with Ling Feng's resolute disposition, he was slightly distracted.
"Truly a woman who is hard to resist!" thought Ling Feng to himself.
"Let me properly introduce myself. My name is Chen Ningxue, I am a singer!" saying so, Chen Ningxue extended her fair and tender, slender jade hand.
Ling Feng gently shook it, not losing his composure like a lecherous creep, "Are you very famous?"
A slight embarrassment crossed Chen Ningxue's face, "I suppose I have a bit of fame! You don't recognize me, so how can I claim to be really famous?"
Her voice carried a hint of teasing.
Ling Feng was unconcerned, "I was abroad before and have never paid attention to the entertainment industry in the country."
"Oh!" Chen Ningxue cocked her head and looked at Ling Feng's profile, "You haven't told me your name yet!"
"Why must one know someone just because they have met?" Ling Feng waved his hand dismissively, "I think we won't have any more encounters in the future, so what's the point of knowing each other's names?"
Chen Ningxue felt slightly unbalanced, "You're really stingy, I've told you mine."
Ling Feng just smiled lightly and did not respond, only closing his eyes to rest.
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After nearly ten hours of travel, the plane finally came to a stop at Huaxia Yanjing International Airport.
"Hey, does anyone come to pick you up when you return to the country?" Chen Ningxue was already wearing sunglasses and a mask, said, "If not, my friend is coming to pick me up; how about I give you a ride?"
Ling Feng thought for a moment, considering the considerable distance from the international airport to the downtown area, and that it was already dark outside, so he nodded, "That would be very kind of you!"
A smile crossed Chen Ningxue's mind; if her friend came and saw this fellow, he would undoubtedly have to introduce himself. Whatever Chen Ningxue wanted, she'd find a way to get it!
After disembarking, countless passengers streamed towards the exit of the airport.
Reaching the waiting area outside the airport, Chen Ningxue said, "Wait a moment; I'll call my friend!"
No sooner had the words left her mouth than Ling Feng sensed a killing aura approaching, and the target was none other than Chen Ningxue right in front of him!
"Be careful!" Ling Feng swiftly wrapped his arm around Chen Ningxue's slender waist and stepped backward.
Chen Ningxue let out a brief cry of alarm, not at all expecting the always gentlemanly man to suddenly grab her.
But in the next instant, she saw a man in a black jacket holding a sharp knife standing where she had been just a moment before.
"Assassin, the target is you!" Ling Feng stated simply.
Chen Ningxue instantly understood; because of recent events, several assassin organizations had her in their sights.
"Mind your own business, and get out of the way!" the man in the black jacket hissed before lunging at Chen Ningxue once again.
The sharp knife gleamed with a faint green light. Ling Feng furrowed his eyebrows, "Today's assassin organizations have really degenerated, using poison on their weapons to kill a defenseless woman. Despicable!"
As he spoke, Ling Feng's figure flickered, moving Chen Ningxue back another step, evading the jacketed man's double strike.
"Who are you? Why are you obstructing Heaven's Gate's mission?" The man in the jacket gritted his teeth, "If you don't step aside, I'll kill you too!"
"Heaven's Gate?" Ling Feng was momentarily taken aback. "Wasn't Heaven's Gate eliminated eight years ago?"
"Hmph, as long as the assassin lives, Heaven's Gate will never die!" the jacketed man declared. "Since you wish for death, I'll oblige!"
The man in the jacket was not weak, but in Ling Feng's eyes, he was hardly a challenge.
Timing the jacketed man's movement, Ling Feng's left hand lashed out, striking heavily on the man's wrist. A crunching sound followed, and the man's wrist was broken, his sharp knife clattering to the ground.
Missing the target, escape a thousand miles—this was the most important principle for an assassin! Knowing he was no match for Ling Feng, the jacketed man took a step back, "I didn't expect you to have such a skilled person by your side. I'll let you off this time, but you won't be so lucky next time!"
With that, the jacketed man's figure blurred, vanishing into the crowd.
Heaven's Gate Assassins always wore bombs on them during missions. If cornered, they would detonate these body bombs! This was why Ling Feng did not deliver a fatal blow. An explosion at Yanjing International Airport would result in horrendous casualties and damage!
It was then that Ling Feng released his hold on Chen Ningxue, who stumbled in her high heels, leaning against Ling Feng, "I... I've twisted my ankle!"
Ling Feng helped to steady Chen Ningxue, "There's no place to rest around here, so why don't you call your friend first and see how long they'll be!"
"You damned nuisance!" A roar of rage came from behind Ling Feng, and because he was supporting Chen Ningxue, he had to absorb the brunt of a heavy punch.
"Ah!" But the force of the punch was surprisingly weak, and a pained cry came from the man behind. "Let go of my Xiaoxue!"
Turning around, Ling Feng saw a slim man glaring at him furiously, but the man's right hand was shaking uncontrollably. It appeared that his punch had not only failed to harm Ling Feng, but it had also injured his own hand.