Ning Beichen and Liu Yilin were no longer in her car, and a small checkpoint could not stop Ning Beichen. As soon as he discovered the checkpoint, he had already gotten out of the car with Liu Yilin.
Along the way, they encountered many more checkpoints, but Ning Beichen passed them all safely. After about an hour, they arrived at Annie's private airport.
Seeing the vast estate covering over ten thousand hectares, Liu Yilin was utterly astonished. She hadn't expected Annie to be so wealthy. While she considered herself well-off, compared to Annie, Liu Yilin felt like a pauper.
Moreover, Annie was young and beautiful, with looks comparable to Hollywood actresses, perhaps even surpassing them. She was also a Countess, a title far removed from the realm of Hollywood stars.
"With such a beautiful and wealthy woman, would Ning Beichen really be interested in her wealth?"
For the first time, Liu Yilin harbored doubts about this matter.
She wasn't blind and could tell that Ning Beichen and Annie's relationship was far from that of mere colleagues or good friends.
Furthermore, her woman's intuition told her that Annie seemed to like Ning Beichen a great deal, yet also appeared to fear him, afraid to disobey his commands.
However, this was not the time to admire the surprisingly vast and beautiful estate, but a time to flee for their lives.
They soon arrived at the plane, a small private jet, but there was no pilot on board.
"I've arranged food, water, and parachutes on the plane, enough for us for several days," Annie told Ning Beichen.
"No, it's for you and Liu Yilin, not for you," Ning Beichen replied.
This was their own business, and Ning Beichen did not want to implicate Annie.
"Ning..."
It was evident that Annie wished to go with them, but Ning Beichen refused her.
"We are escaping, not touring. Continue being a Countess," Ning Beichen told her.
Annie bit her lip and suddenly hugged Ning Beichen, saying reluctantly, "Ning, take care. I will always wait for you in Las Vegas."
"You too. If you encounter any unsolvable problems, tell me," Ning Beichen instructed her, then boarded the plane with only Liu Yilin.
Under Annie's reluctant gaze, the plane started and smoothly took to the sky. Ning Beichen looked down from the window and saw a small black figure on the ground waving at him.
The plane cut through the sky and flew into the distance. Liu Yilin watched in amazement as Ning Beichen skillfully operated the aircraft, suddenly recalling what he had told her on their first day at the company.
"Boss, I really wasn't lying. I know eighteen languages, including seven minority languages. I can pilot everything from fighter jets to tanks and submarines. I've protected countless dignitaries..."
Now, watching Ning Beichen expertly pilot the plane, Liu Yilin curiously asked him.
"Ning Beichen, do you really know eighteen languages, including seven minority languages?"
"More than that. I even know some less common minority languages, like the dialects of some indigenous tribes in the Amazon."
Ning Beichen replied loudly.
This was a small private jet, not a large business jet, so the noise during flight was considerable. Ning Beichen had to speak loudly for Liu Yilin to hear him.
"Bluffing! Just keep bluffing. If you're so capable, say something I can understand."
Liu Yilin rolled her eyes at him, but in her heart, she was beginning to believe him.
"No problem. Listen closely."
Ning Beichen spoke in multiple languages, including English, French, Italian, Japanese, Russian, and others, as well as languages Liu Yilin couldn't understand at all.
Although Liu Yilin didn't count, Ning Beichen had spoken at least ten different languages just now. She herself knew several languages, such as English, French, and Italian.
She was certain that Ning Beichen wasn't just babbling, because the languages she knew, Ning Beichen spoke flawlessly and with perfect pronunciation.
Therefore, Liu Yilin inferred that the languages she didn't understand later were likely accurate as well.
This frustrated Liu Yilin. With her IQ of 230, she had always been the one to outshine others. This was the first time she had been intellectually outmatched. She couldn't even master so many foreign languages, yet a mere bodyguard had achieved it.
"Ning Beichen, can you really drive a tank?" Liu Yilin shouted.
"What did you say?"
Due to the extreme noise, Ning Beichen hadn't heard her clearly.
"I said, can you really drive a tank?" Liu Yilin repeated.
This time, Ning Beichen heard her, but he didn't have time to answer because he saw a long streak of fire on the ground heading towards his plane.
Ning Beichen hurriedly maneuvered the plane, executing a series of evasive maneuvers in the air. Instantly, Liu Yilin felt disoriented, as if her heart had leaped into her throat.
"Ning Beichen, what are you doing?"
Liu Yilin thought Ning Beichen was playing a joke and immediately roared at him angrily.
"Boss, someone on the ground is attacking us," Ning Beichen said simply, having no time for further explanation.
"What did you say?"
Liu Yilin hadn't heard Ning Beichen clearly and asked him again.
However, before she could finish speaking, the plane suddenly nosedived, making Liu Yilin, who was sitting in her seat, feel as if she were being rocketed upwards.
This time, Ning Beichen didn't need to explain. She not only heard the explosion but also saw the bright flames. Terrified, she remained silent, clutching the armrests tightly.
Ning Beichen skillfully maneuvered the plane in agile turns, narrowly dodging the attacks from the ground, and immediately ascended to an altitude beyond the reach of ground fire.
However, before long, Ning Beichen spotted two red dots approaching rapidly on the radar. Judging by his experience, these were definitely fighter jets.
Ning Beichen gritted his teeth and operated the plane in an S-shaped path forward, causing Liu Yilin inside the cabin to become nauseous and vomit.
But Ning Beichen's plane was just a small private jet. No matter how skilled he was, its speed could not match that of a fighter jet.
Soon, two fighter jets appeared in his sight, flanking his plane from left and right. They issued a warning through the common channel, demanding he land, or they would open fire and destroy him.