Irkutsk Airport!
The familiar, sky-blue, three-story terminal, which looked more like a residential building, came into view. Six SUVs and a cargo truck slowly pulled up to the airport entrance.
The car doors opened, and a dozen or so burly men in matching black suits stepped out. The spectacle immediately drew the attention of everyone nearby. Even passengers inside the airport came to the windows to see what the commotion was about.
They began to whisper among themselves, speculating about what kind of VIP would travel with so many bodyguards.
Looking at the members of the private security team lined up in two rows at the entrance, Su Chen got out of the car with a sigh of resignation. His original plan had been simple: just two cars for the airport trip. One for him and Chen Fei, and the other for Pang Hu and the two little ones.
