The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Yan Chi took a look and didn't take it. "Who should I give it to?"

The man placed the box on Yan Chi's lap, "Wedding gift."

After he finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Have a nice trip."

Yan Chi didn't like the way he handed the box, especially the way his hand stroked the box. It seemed too precious to him, as if Yan Chi was just a container.

However, it didn't matter whether he had any objections or not, as soon two burly men carried him on the plane in a wheelchair.

Looking back, the man was already walking back.

Wedding gift.

Brother Yan?!
Shit, is his brother Yan so powerful that even Emperor Yan sent him a gift, leaving such a clue behind. If he didn’t say goodbye before leaving, then all the time he spent pretending to be nice to that pretty boy would have been in vain!

The plane took off, Yan Di held the car door and glanced up at the sky.

"Master, are you really sending him away like this? You didn't leave any backup plan?"

Emperor Yan glanced down indifferently, "That's Yan Chi, how dare you hold any tricks up your sleeve against him?"

"It's not like I haven't killed anyone before. Anyway, there's still some time before the plan ends. It doesn't matter if I kill one more person. Yan Chi is too popular. He knows a lot. Letting him go is like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. What if he gets in a bad mood and turns around to deal with us?"

Yan Chi guessed one thing right, the Dark Snake did have the intention to kill him.

"He will not."

Emperor Yan didn't say anything but believed in Yan Chi's character. "Don't fight and kill all the time. It's time to concentrate. Hand over the things here during this period and go to meet Langhao. If nothing unexpected happens, Kyoto will give you a new identity by the end of this year."

Dark Snake gritted his teeth. Even though the words were on the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them down with frustration. "I know. I'll listen to you."

Yan Di patted his shoulder, opened the car door and got in.

At this time, on the plane.

Yan Chi dozed off for an hour. It wasn't because he was sleepy, nor was it because he was careless. It had come to this point, so he didn't have to worry about safety anymore. But he was still alert. When he woke up, the surroundings were abnormally quiet, and he couldn't hear any sound. He tilted his eyes slightly and quickly glanced around. When his eyes moved upwards, a knife suddenly and silently crossed his neck.

"Ah."

Yan Chi closed his eyes and said, "Let's do it."

A man's slightly rough voice sounded above his head, "Emperor Yan asked me to kill you on the road."

"Oh," Yan Chi curled his lips and listened to the deliberately changed voice, "Kill him."

The handle of the knife was against his chin, and the sharp blade was just above his Adam's apple. Yan Chi was lying on his back, and he did not move. If the other party exerted any force, he would be killed on the spot.

"Bang!"

The knife was thrown into the tin tray.

The man came around from behind and sat down on the seat opposite.

Yan Chi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the man in a white coat who slowly took off his mask. "Why don't you continue playing?"

The face in front of me was a strange one, with an honest and flat appearance, a pair of eyes with too much white in the lower sclera, dark skin, and pinhole-sized spots all over his facial features.

It's really not outstanding, and if put in a crowd, her appearance will be lost in a second.

His sitting posture was quite unrestrained, with his legs apart, his long legs bent or stretched, and his neatly tied belt could be vaguely seen under his white coat.

For a doctor who sits in the office all year round, it is too good to have such a good figure.

"There are three doctors and nurses, and no bodyguards sent by Emperor Yan. They all fell asleep after eating and will not wake up until they get off the plane in two days."

So, something was put into the food. (End of this chapter)