Legend Of Dragon Lord

Chapter 27 Air Piracy

Frank took out the bank card in the package and handed it to Paul, who tried to refused him. He said

with a smile, "Please take it back. There are only hundreds of millions in it. I've been out for so long,

and I really don't lack this money."

"Really?" Paul was incredulous.

Frank nodded and said earnestly, “Don't tell me the Old Master told you so do so. I can't take your

endowment money. And I really do not lack money."

To put it bluntly, the assets of the entire Ye Family were less than one-tenth of that of Frank. What was

more, it was not difficult for Frank to make money.

Paul finally put away his bank card.

"Young master, I have watched you grow up. In all our hearts, you are the young master of the Ye

Family. Don't blame Old Master. He suffered a lot too." Paul said with tears in his eyes.

Frank was stunned. What was going in with his identity and Master Ye? No one knew it better than

Paul. He remembered that Master Ye once said that Paul had been his playmate since he was a child.

"Young Master."

As soon as he saw Frank's eyes, Paul knew that he had said too much. After thinking about it, he said,

" I don't know how Master Ye now, but there should be no danger of his life."

Frank took a long sigh of relief after hearing that.

"Besides, only Old Master knows only who you really are. It was Old Master who brought you back and

raised you under the master's name." Continued Paul, with a gleam of nostalgia in his eye.

It has no need to check about it.

Frank believed that Paul would not lie to him. If even Paul lied to him, there would be no difference

between to check and not to check.

"We are leaving. Take care of yourself Paul. I will come back to see you when I have the chance."

Izabella, holding Paul's hand, was reluctant to part.

"Ok, ok." Paul patted the palm of Izabella's hand and sighed, “It's all right to go. It was not the Ye

Family as before."

"Oh, right."

Paul said to Frank, "After Old Master took you back, he once said that you were born noble and

destined to be noble, and that we should all take care of you."

Paul could still remember the look on Master Ye's expression when he said that. He had never seen

Master Ye so serious in all his life.

“That is all?” Izabella asked with a frown. How should they figure it out based on the so-called born

noble information?

"The Old Master never talked anything about the young master. The family was forbidden to mention it.

If it were not for the Old Master's absence this time, he would not dare to reveal the identity of young

master." Sighed Paul.

In the Paul reluctant eyes, Frank left with Izabella. They did not live in Jiangzhou, but directly got on the

plane to Peking.

"Brother, do you have a house in Peking?" Asked Izabella in surprise.

Frank nodded.

For eight years, he had been in one of the most chaotic places in the world, and just had been back to

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The house in Peking was given by Gary. It was said that it was a villa, but Frank had never been there.

It didn't feel good at first, but now it came in handy.

Since he had taken Izabella out from Ye Family, he should take care of her. He cannot simply take her

out but needed to solve many problems, including residential registration and school.

First and foremost, a safe home should be given to her.

According to the original intention of Frank, he should not bring Izabella. In addition, once his identity

was exposed, it may bring get Izabella into troubles. Even so, he thought that Izabella stayed with him

was much better that she was alone in Ye Family.

"Brother, what on earth are you doing out there? I've heard that the house in Peking was expensive. Is

your house located outside the ninth Ring Road..."

Izabella said about trifles. Frank had been laughing.

He understood that, leaving the familiar environment, Izabella was although happy, but held the fear for

the future, because of the uncertainty.

After all, he and Izabella had not seen each other for eight years. Eight years was enough to change a

person. Izabella was trying to look for the trace of the Frank she knew, to dispel the fear in her heart.

“Shut up!”

As the two people said lively, a person in the front row suddenly turned and shouted coldly.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry to bother you, but we won’t talk anymore.” Izabella apologized.

Frank frowned and found the man had thick eyebrows and big ears, which should make him good-

looking, but there was a mole as the size of a soybean in his left corner of the mouth. With some hairs

on the mole, he looked obscene.

Of course, Frank won't comment on other people's looks. What really got his attention was the tension

and excitement in the mole man's eyes.

Nervous, excited?

It was not that cheesy.

The words ‘hijacking’ flashed through his mind.

"Brother, I feel he is not a good man." Izabella whispered in Frank’s ear.

Frank nodded, patted Izabella’s head, and then shook his head, meaning let Izabella don't meddle.

However, just after Frank pacified his sister, a message suddenly came from his cell phone in his

pocket.

"Frank, about five terrorists got on the plane, carrying plastic explosives."

It was Gary sent the message.

Frank frowned slightly. Looking around, in addition to the wretched man, he found a total of three

abnormal people in a short time.

Another message came in.

"Don't frighten the snake. We are ready to find out who is behind them. It doesn't have to be a

hijacking."

Was that why you hadn't taken action so far?

Frank walked towards the toilet after thinking a while.

The toilet was outside the first-class cabin. When entered the toilet, Frank glanced at the first-class

cabin.

Into the toilet, Frank took out a mobile phone and sent a message to Gary.

There were seven terrorists instead of five. He found four in first class, except for three in the economic

class, including the obscene man.

The plane would take off immediately. When the time came, the communication items including mobile

phones should be turned off. Frank had to decide whether he should take action now, or when it took

off, he could not control it.

"Seven?”

Looking at the message on the phone, Gary on the ground tower frowned deeply.

He left Peking this time was to pursue these terrorists, but now he only knew that these terrorists

belong to the Cancer Organization, but no their purpose, carrying weapons, operation plan, etc.

The terrorist group had only emerged in the last two months, killing three special forces overseas of

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