"It's really not me!" Peterson was so excited that he couldn't cry.

"Is it you? Come and explain." The flight attendant didn't believe his lies at all.

"It's not him." Xiao Yinjian suddenly stood up and stood up righteously: "Mr. Peterson is right. He did not press the call button. It was me who did it, and it was me who did it! Please don't punish Mr. Peterson."

The flight attendant obviously disbelief and asked, "You? Can you grab the remote control from him?"

"This..." Xiao Yinjian seemed a little speechless, hesitated for a while before he said carefully: "That's right, I... I beat him and snatched the remote control."

"Can you beat him?" The flight attendant shook his head and said to Peterson: "Sir, please come with me."

"No, please believe me, it's really not Mr. Peterson! It's true that I did it. You can't wrongly accuse a good person!" Xiao Yinjian was like an angel of justice who sacrificed himself for others, desperately blocking Peterson's face and preventing him from being taken away by the flight attendant.

At this moment, Peterson looked at Xiao Yinjian's back and felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. At this moment, Peterson even forgot that he was still hungry and forgot that the flight attendant came to cause trouble for Xiao Yinjian because of his spoof. At this moment, Peterson actually felt a holy light shining on Xiao Yinjian's body.

However, Peterson soon discovered that he was wrong, and, very outrageously wrong! He discovered that the reason why Xiao Yinjian spoke for him and helped him not be taken away was just to torture him further.

For Peterson, the thirteen hours on the plane were like hell, with no meal or water, which was second-hand. These were not even as hard training as he received when he was in the army. But the problem was that Xiao Yinjian was harassing all the time, his endless and uninnovative nagging, especially his endless ways of slandering, Peterson almost broke down. Based on past experience, Peterson fully believed that if Xiao Yinjian was the torture executor, no one could resist not telling his secret.

After finally arriving until the plane landed, Peterson stood up from his seat despite the crew's dissuasion, took off his carry-on luggage, and was ready to rush out of this hell at any time. Here, he couldn't stand it for one more minute.

"Damn! A man who has no seeds!" Xiao Yinjian couldn't catch up with him and couldn't help but curse: "Grandma, Bai has such a figure, so he doesn't come to take revenge on me!"

However, Peterson left and left, and Xiao Yinjian didn't have to catch up with him. Originally, Xiao Yinjian just thought that the man was not a good bird, so he deliberately teased him. However, after this journey, the guy was "bullished" but he resisted not using his violence. Later, Xiao Yinjian was too lazy to pay more attention to him. After all, Xiao Yinjian didn't take his power seriously yet.

Peterson's figure is indeed one of the best people Xiao Yinjian has ever seen. If it were half a year ago, it would be indeed the most powerful person Xiao Yinjian has ever encountered. However, in the past six months, Xiao Yinjian's concept of being big and powerful has been constantly subverted. The figure is only considered to be a medium-sized Huilun, the thin Dorande, and the monk who doesn't even have a real figure. They are stronger than the other. For these people, figure is obviously not the standard for measuring strength.

After walking around the airport casually, Xiao Yinjian found a fierce-looking black porter, walked over and said to him, "Hi, man, answer me a question, I'll give you a tip of ten pounds."

"What's the problem?" the porter asked anxiously, raising his ears.

"How to get to central London from here?" Xiao Yinjian asked.

I thought it would be so difficult to answer, but I didn't expect the question to be so simple. The porter was overjoyed and said: "If you go to the city center from here, you can take the subway, buy a full-day universal travel ticket from zones 1 to 6, take the Picasti line, which takes about an hour to get there. Or you can take the airport bus, Line 1 to Victoria Station, Line 2 to Russell Square. Of course, you can just call a taxi, about 25 to 30 pounds."

After saying that, the porter looked at Xiao Yinjian with a gaze, waiting for him to fulfill his promise of tipping ten pounds. Xiao Yinjian did what he said, took out a small piece of paper from his pocket, handed it over, and said, "Give you ten pounds, make change."

Seeing that what Xiao Yinjian took out was not the banknotes, the porter was stunned. When he heard the change, he was even more dazed and took the piece of paper stupidly. The porter was furious: "Are you playing tricks on me?"

It turned out that what Xiao Yinjian gave him was a check of 300,000 pounds. This was one of the gifts that Boss Zhao gave to please him when Xiao Yinjian left. Of course, the gift was given to the gift and the debt was given to the debt. Although this check alone could actually be exchanged for four or five million, Xiao Yinjian did not intend to reduce the debt of 3 million yuan by one cent.

The 300,000 pounds is enough to match the total income of the porter's hard work for more than ten years. Where can he find money now? The porter is furious and yells: "You can't be so foolish even if you have money!" He punched Xiao Yinjian in the face.

"It feels so comfortable. I haven't been beaten for a long time." Xiao Yinjian touched his face and murmured to himself: "It turns out that he is a porter and has much more strength than ordinary people. Although it has no effect on me, it's better to loosen my muscles occasionally."

Seeing Xiao Yinjian's appearance, the porter was even more angry. He opened his bows left and right, and was very happy. Of course, Xiao Yinjian was also very happy.

Unfortunately, not long after, the airport security guard rushed over and took the porter away.

After collecting the check of 300,000 pounds, Xiao Yinjian took the Picastiline subway according to the porter's instructions, and then got off at London Bridge Station halfway.

In the past three months, Xiao Yinjian has read a lot of British information. He knows that although the first thing Chinese think of British people is the word gentleman, for Europeans, the first thing they think of British people is the hooligan. Xiao Yinjian can be said to be quite looking forward to this.
Chapter completed!