Super System Plundering the Heaven

Stuttgart International Airport, United States of America.

Wu Suo held the trophy for both hands and sat on the bench in the terminal lounge, rested beautifully.

Xu Dong, another leading teacher, looked anxiously.

"The plane is almost taking off. Why hasn't Ye Yu yet?"

Xia Jinse was also worried, Xiumei frowned slightly. "Will something happen? Teacher Wu, do you know where Ye Yu has gone?"

Wu Sui opened his eyes, carefully lowered his head and wiped the dust that did not exist on the trophy. He smiled and said, "Don't worry! Ye Yu is steady and will not be in trouble!"

"Stable?"

Ouyang An murmured ugly, "Every time I'm late, stable?"

Wu Su glanced at Ouyang An and snorted coldly, "Don't you agree?"

Ignoring Ouyang An's somber face, Wu Suowei went on to say, "If you win first, I also say that you are stable!"

Ouyang An's face changed and she could not speak any more.

In this competition, Ouyang An's achievements are the bottom of the existence, and then there is still face to continue to argue with Wu Suo.

"Ah! Look! There is a car outside!"

In the terminal, a passenger suddenly exclaimed while looking out the window.

The rest of the passengers looked out curiously, and then all widened their eyes and looked outside in surprise.

I saw the team approaching outside the airport terminal.

Dozens of black high-end luxury cars, like a Wolong, slowly approached the terminal.

In the terminal, someone recognized the car coming over and shouted in shock, "I'm going! These more than ten cars are all custom made by Rolls-Royce! The Phantom of the Night!"

"His! It turned out to be a custom model! That must be expensive, right?"

"That wouldn't be ten or twenty million?"

"Fart! Ten to ten million can't afford a wheel!"

In the terminal, a participant from the same school as Ouyang An whispered, "Ouyang, do you know this car? How much is it?"

Ouyang An's eyes flickered with excitement and his voice trembled. "This is a Rolls-Royce custom-made vehicle! It is not for sale at all!"

"How much is that? There must be a price, right?"

Ouyang An glanced at the classmates behind him, then pointed out the car outside, and said with a little bragging, "Let me tell you, the most expensive car on the market Rolls-Royce is almost 100 million!"

Ouyang An enviously looked at the dozen or so night phantoms, and swallowed, then said, "And the custom night phantoms outside, one is equivalent to Rolls-Royce's most expensive car, three!"

"Three?" The voices of the students behind Ouyang An began to tremble. "That's not equivalent to more than three billion ?!"

Looking at the more than a dozen dark phantoms outside the terminal hall, all passengers' faces were shocked. "One is more than three billion yuan, but there are more than ten vehicles!"

Ouyang An's eyes flashed with excitement, and he whispered, "Such a luxury convoy must see off, there must be some big man coming to fly!"

"But why are you still on an international flight instead of a private jet?" Ouyang An looked at the continually stopping confusion in doubt, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Do you want to experience the lives of ordinary people? Hey! I do n’t understand the rich world!"

squeak!

The sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground sounded subtlely.

The convoy stopped quietly.

The passengers in the waiting room looked at the parked cars and whispered.

"Look closely, who's in the car? We don't know!"

"I guess it's the richest man in the United States of America! Otherwise how could it be so rich!"

"I guess it's the big star in Hollywood! Only they will have such a show!"

"Shh! Don't talk, the door is open!"