Chapter 211 Waiting Storm

Everyone sits in the first-class lounge and waits for boarding. There are comfortable sofas, large-screen TVs, and beautiful service ladies serving tea, water, delivering magazines, hot towels... First-class passengers can enjoy priority boarding guided by waiters without having to queue up with economy class passengers.

"You go there and guard, and you, you go there, and no one is allowed to come in. Especially that Dilla. Sommer, if he comes here, be sure to block the door for me!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

There were two voices of a man and a woman at the door. Although the female voice is not angry and arrogant, it is also very pleasant to listen to. They speak a Nordic language.

Everyone looked up and saw some people standing outside the door. Phil. Nanke followed the sound and saw a girl coming in the door.

The girl is about 1.80 meters tall, with a pair of rose-red sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, brown-yellow slightly curly shawl hair, a rather fashionable leather skirt, her slender legs wrapped in dark purple socks, and brown-yellow buckskin boots. At first glance, she is a mixed-race Nordic beauty. She was followed by several tall men. Their faces are rough and their noses are towering. They are Nordic.

The girl saw more than a dozen people in the lounge. She frowned and said in her voice, "What's the matter? Didn't Sommer say that she had chartered the first class? Why are there so many people here?"

"Your Highness, wait a minute, Bert will ask." The man named Bert turned around and walked out.

The girl took off her sunglasses and looked like an arrogant swan. She glanced coldly at the hall, shook her long brown hair, and then put on sunglasses.

Locke, sitting opposite the girl, saw her face clearly. The girl is very young and beautiful. She looks ten years old: her skin is fair, her pupils are lake blue, her eyes are big and bright, and she has double eyelids, her nose is towering, and her lips are slightly thick. The whole person looks sexy and full of wild beauty.

People who read magazines no longer read magazines, and people who watch TV don't watch TV anymore. Everyone stops their "work". Even the big horned star who had always "doesn't eat the world's fireworks" raised his head and stared curiously at the beautiful woman who suddenly broke in.

"Your Highness, the crown prince has arrived. Do you want to ask him to come in?" The man named Bert said cautiously.

"Call him in." The girl said in an angry voice.

A strange look flashed in his amber eyes, and his slender fingertips scratched his lips. Phil. Nanke didn't say anything, just stared at the beautiful woman with great interest. From their conversation, he also knew that the girl should be a princess of a Nordic country.

A tall and straight man came in from outside the door. The man is quite handsome. The slightly curly blonde hair is not very long, but it almost hangs on the shoulders. The slightly rough face has a straight nose bridge and deep eye sockets. There is a pair of dark brown pupils hidden in the eye sockets, and the eyes are bright and deep, but they contain a few traces of melancholy.

"Somer, what's going on?" The girl asked harshly.

"Kesslyn, listen to my explanation." The man glanced at the departure lounge, frowned, and then sank his face, "Bert, bring me your boarding card and ticket!"

"Yes, Your Royal Highness!" The man named Bert took out his boarding card and some tickets from his wallet.

The man looked at it for a while and said to himself, "Yes, it's a first-class ticket." He raised his eyebrows and said in a mellow male voice, "Excuse me, which one of you is in charge?"

Fell. Nanke stood up and walked forward. With a bang, he snapped his fingers and said, "I am."

Without the scorpion around, these trivialities have to be dealt with by yourself, which is really troublesome. Phil. Nanke complained in his heart. In the past, when he went out and had two Indian brothers, he didn't have to ask anything. Well, now the scorpion and centipede are in the hospital, and he, the leader, has become the captain of the team.

"Please show me your tickets." The man said.

Fell. Nanke raised his hand, brushed it, and hung a joint ticket in his hand.

"Open your eyes and see clearly that the first class of this flight has been chartered by me." The lazy and soothing voice is not slow.

"Who are you? How dare you talk to the crown prince like this? The man named Bert rushed forward and took a look at Phil. Nanke's nose is a punch.

"Well, you are not qualified to be wild in front of me!" Before the words fell, the silver light flashed, and the left hand wearing the snowy ring quickly poked out like the wind and suddenly grabbed the incoming fist. The strength of his whole body was carried on his wrist. As soon as he heard a few crisp sounds, Bert howled like killing pigs, and the five knuckles of his right hand were broken.

Six or seven bodyguards who followed Sommer rushed in and opened the frame to use force. Blood Hunter made a gesture, and six big horned stars quietly surrounded them. Sommer waved his hand to stop his bodyguard. It seems that the crown prince is quite recuperating. Phil. Nanke couldn't help but have a good impression on Sommer.

The disturbance in the waiting room has also been captured by the surveillance video. There was a sound of footsteps, and the armed police and security personnel at the airport drove in. The military police with guns isolated the two groups of guys who were about to use force.

The head of the airport checked the documents of both sides and looked at them, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead. Because he can't afford to offend both groups. One is a senior military adviser and president of an airline. The other, good guy, is a member of the royal family of a Nordic country.

The person in charge of the airport also checked the boarding cards and tickets of both sides. The terrible thing is that their boarding cards and tickets are the same number.

"Computer failure, it must be a computer failure, so that the same phenomenon will occur." While wiping his sweat, the head of the airport explained, "Your Highness, Mr. President, I would like to apologize to you on behalf of all the staff at the airport for the inconvenience caused by our mistakes in our work."

said, the head of the airport to Dilla. Sommer bowed and went to Phil again. Nanke bowed. Then he turned to Phil. Nanke begged, "Mr. President, since the first class has been chartered by both of you, it seems that you are all predestined. Why don't we refund all the tickets and let you ride for free. Since you can sit down, just do it. I just hope that you will not have any conflicts, peace is the most precious, peace is the most precious! On behalf of all the staff at the airport, I apologize to you again. The person in charge went to Dilla again. Sommer and Fair. Nanke bowed.

Fell. Nanke looked at Dilla. Somer, Dilla. Sommer looked at Kathleen, who was asking for Princess Kathleen's advice.

Kathleen said, "In that case, forget it. If we continue to entangle, it will damage the dignity of our royal family.

As soon as the person in charge of the airport saw that the problem was solved, he immediately waved his hand, and the armed police and security guards withdrew.

Kesslyn turned to Dila. Sommer said coldly, "You should also go."

"Catlin, you went to Southeast Asia for the first time. I heard that the security in some countries is not very good. I'm worried. Can I go with you?" Dilla. Somerken begged. The dark brown pupils became more and more melancholy.

"Don't I still have a bodyguard?" Kathleen looked a little impatient.

It seems that the crown prince fell in love with the princess named Kathleen, and Princess Kathleen doesn't seem to be interested in the crown prince. Phil. Nanke had a good impression of the "melancholy prince", so he grabbed Dila. Somer said, "Hello, my name is Phil. Nanke, how about going for a drink?

Dilla. Sommer hesitated for a moment and nodded. Kathleen was a little annoyed. She flattled Phil. Nanke glanced and sat down at the other end.

Fell. Nanke introduced everyone to Dila one by one. Sommer, of course, he just said his name. Then, several men talked while drinking cocktails.

Dilla. Sommer doesn't talk much, and his personality seems to be a little introverted, giving people the feeling of depression. Such a young and handsome prince's eyes are so melancholy, and he must have an unusual story. While drinking, everyone speculated secretly.

Including Locke, Blood Hunt, and even Pluto, everyone has become interested in the crown prince. Everyone first talked about politics, then about careers, then about their respective interests and hobbies such as equestrian and hockey, and finally about emotional issues. When it comes to emotional issues, Dilla. Sommer's eyes dimmed again.

Fell. Nanke is trying to enlighten Dilla. Sommer, a pleasant sound came from the loudspeaker, and the staff urged the passengers to prepare for boarding. A waiter came to the waiting room to guide everyone to board the plane. Everyone and Dilla. Sommer shook hands and said goodbye.

Fell. Nanke said, "We are also going to Southeast Asia. Everyone happens to be on the same road. Why don't you go with us?"

"But..." Dilla. I silently looked at Kathleen.

Kathleen didn't even look back and walked to the boarding gate surrounded by bodyguards.

The dark brown eyes immediately turned into dead ash.

Fell. Nanke couldn't bear it and thought to himself: They should be lovers, maybe because of something awkward. He comforted Dila. Sommer: "Don't worry, we're on the same road. If it's not convenient for you to accompany, I'll help take care of it. In fact, you don't have to worry. The situation in Southeast Asia is very stable. Besides, she also has a bodyguard.

"Well, please take more attention and help me take care of it." Dilla. Sommer and Fell. Nanke shook hands and walked out of the waiting room. As he stepped out of the door, he stopped and looked at Kathleen's back affectionately.

Alas, it's another disease patient with lovesickness. The emotion is unclear, and it's really hard to figure out! Phil. Nanke sighed in his heart.