Capítulo 796: Chapter 347 Mrs. Andre_3
“I’ve already arranged for soone to take care of it. I hope that the next ti we et, I’ll have the chance to make up for any shortcomings in my hospitality,” Andre said.
Your hospitality was already very thoughtful.
“There will be a chance.” Allen Zhang nodded.
After chatting for a bit more, he greeted everyone present, including Mrs. Andre, then turned and led his people to the car, leaving the mansion for the dellin airport.
Upon arriving at the airport and getting off the car, he went to find Boketu, only to discover that Boketu was alone in the airport’s VIP lounge eating a chicken wrap and drinking cola; Bailey was nowhere to be seen.
Allen Zhang asked in surprise, “Why are you alone, where’s Bailey?”
“That guy ran off to a nearby restroom to have takeout,” Boketu said grumpily, “Just now, a streetwalker ca up and offered her services, Bailey inquired about the price, found it pretty cheap, they agreed on a price, and the two went to the nearby pay restroom.”
Allen Zhang was speechless about this.
However, he didn’t say much more. Now that they were here, not trying out so local dellin food indeed would an coming here in vain.
Didn’t the General Sect Leader also try so takeout in the mansion before coming back?
“How long has he been gone? Half an hour? Call him and tell him to co back quickly.”
Allen Zhang urged, then boarded the Cirrus Fathead Shark with his group.
Boketu also took out his phone to hurry Bailey. In less than ten minutes, the latter scurried back.
Bailey approached the plane and greeted the General Sect Leader, “Boss, did you need ?”
“Is everything resolved? How’s the local takeout? Go fill up the attack plane with fuel, we are heading back,” Allen Zhang said.
“Okay. I think it’s not as tasty as the West Coast’s, but it has its own specialties, and indeed it’s quite affordable,” Bailey said before turning to tend to the task.
The airport staff fueled both the attack plane and the Cirrus Fathead Shark, Boketu boarded the plane, checked the equipnt, and then started the aircraft and took off sprinting.
In a matter of minutes, the private jet had returned to Silver Island, landing at the airport, where Allen Zhang inford Bailey not to linger here and to fly the Warthog directly to the small town airport in Austin, Texas.
After receiving the ssage, Bailey agreed and piloted the Warthog Attack Plane straight over Silver Island.
After getting off the plane at Silver Island’s airport, Allen Zhang also called over Captain Spike and the Sergeant, informing them, “There’s not much work required on Jehovah Island for now, you can station here for a few days. Silver Island has ample supplies, enough for your daily consumption. Once everything is back on track, pilot the battle ship back to Jehovah Island.”
“Understood,” the Sergeant agreed readily.
Captain Spike felt a bit lancholic, took out his phone, and sent a ssage to his good friend Qibatu, telling him he wouldn’t return these days and not to worry, he’d have ti to co back in a few days.
Qibatu directly called him, saying, “You better not find anyone else!”
“How could I! What do you think I am? There’s not a single woman on this island!” Spike said annoyed.
“That’s why I worry because there are too many n. If there were won, I could understand you a bit,” Qibatu retorted irritably.
“I swear to God, I only love you in this lifeti! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left everything to find you,” Spike confessed earnestly.
Listening to their intensely emotional conversation, Allen Zhang could only feel his scalp tingling. But he couldn’t stop them, after all, it’s personal freedom of speech and action.
He hurried back to the Cirrus Fathead Shark, closed the cabin door, and urged Boketu to quickly start the plane and leave this controversial place.
Boketu, who was enjoying the spectacle, reluctantly closed the cabin door upon receiving the order and turned to pilot the plane away from Silver Island.
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