tkworld Chapter 372 Main Road Paralyzed? Three Helicopters for a Hardcore Wedding Procession
Chapter 372 Main Road Paralyzed? Three Helicopters for a Hardcore Wedding Procession
The wedding day was at five in the morning.
The entire Jiangjia Village was already brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Jiang Chen wore a silk Chinese wedding dress with subtle patterns, hand-sewn by a top designer invited by Jiang Wan, which took hundreds of hours to complete.
The clothes were made of black with gold thread embroidered with restrained yet majestic cloud and dragon patterns.
This outfit made him look even more upright and imposing.
He stood at the entrance of the Hui-style garden villa that served as their wedding home, looking at the busy crowd in the courtyard, his face showing a hint of satisfaction.
Everything is proceeding according to plan.
Just then, Wang Dagou's multi-million dollar anti-riot patrol car screeched to a halt at the gate of the courtyard.
The car door popped open, and Wang Dagou scrambled out.
His face, which usually remained calm even in the face of a collapsing mountain, was now filled with anxiety, and his forehead was covered in sweat.
"Brother Chen! Something terrible has happened!"
Wang Dagou's voice carried an extremely faint tremor, one that he himself was unaware of.
"Something terrible has happened!"
"The only highway connecting the provincial capital to our Jiangjia Village was completely paralyzed just half an hour ago due to a serious rear-end collision between two large trucks carrying steel!"
"The road is jammed for dozens of kilometers! Forget about our wedding car convoy, even a fly couldn't get through!"
This news was like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of all the joyful relatives in the courtyard.
The once noisy scene instantly fell silent.
"What? The highway is jammed?"
"Oh my god! What are we going to do? The auspicious time for the wedding is 8:08, what if we miss it..."
"This...this isn't a bad omen, is it?"
Someone in the crowd whispered something, and the atmosphere instantly became even more tense.
Upon hearing this, Aunt Liu Cuifen, as if grasping at a lifeline, immediately darted out from the corner.
Her sharp eyes gleamed with schadenfreude. She slapped her thigh and started howling at the top of her lungs.
"Oh my god! I knew it! I knew it!"
"This wedding is too ostentatious; it's sure to be punished by heaven!"
"Look! Look! Even God can't stand it anymore! This is a terrible omen!"
She pointed to the luxurious wedding car convoy consisting of thirty bright pink Mercedes-Benz G63s at the entrance of the courtyard and spoke in a sarcastic tone.
"Oh no! We missed the auspicious time; this wedding is going to be very unlucky!"
"The grand spectacle that cost hundreds of millions to prepare is now all stuck in traffic. All that money spent on the convoy is completely wasted!"
Liu Cuifen's voice was sharp and grating, slicing into everyone's hearts with utmost sarcasm.
The expressions on the faces of the father, Jiang Jianguo, and the mother, Wang Xiuying, instantly turned grim.
Although they knew their son was capable, this unexpected accident was beyond the scope of what ordinary people could handle.
Missing the auspicious time is indeed a major taboo for a wedding.
Just when everyone was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, even Xiao Ning, the wedding steward sent by the Su family, began to urgently contact relevant departments to try to clear the roads.
Jiang Chen showed no sign of panic.
He didn't even show any change in expression; he simply picked up the teacup on the stone table next to him and gently blew on it.
He then picked up the walkie-talkie on the table.
His tone was so calm it was almost cold, and he said only one sentence in a low voice.
"Activate Plan B."
"Let the geese take flight."
. . .
On the back mountain of Jiangjia Village, on the huge helipad that was expanded overnight by the T-800 robot.
Suddenly, a deafening and terrifying engine roar erupted.
Thirty large, imposing heavy civilian helicopters were launched simultaneously.
The enormous propellers began to spin, increasing in speed until they became blurry afterimages that were impossible to see with the naked eye.
The powerful airflow was like a Category 12 typhoon passing by, causing the trees around the tarmac to sway violently.
What's even more impressive is that all thirty helicopters, from their fuselages to their rotors, were painted in the most dazzling Chinese red.
A long, giant wedding banner woven from pure gold thread hung below the fuselage.
The sign above bore eight large, flowing characters: "Jiang Mansion Welcomes the Bride, No Taboos."
"My God... what... what is that?!"
Standing on the second-floor balcony of the villa, Liu Cuifen was initially pleased with herself for her words.
The next second, she was so frightened by the miraculous sight before her that she fell to the ground.
After a brief warm-up, the thirty enormous red steel birds simultaneously rose into the air.
They quickly assembled in mid-air with remarkable precision and power, forming a perfect formation of wild geese.
Under the completely stunned gazes of all the villagers and relatives.
This aerial wedding procession, consisting of thirty heavy helicopters, completely ignored the congested highways on the ground.
They changed direction and sped off towards the Su family villa in the provincial capital.
The scene was extremely spectacular, far surpassing any movie special effects blockbuster.
Jiang Chen put down the walkie-talkie, glanced at Liu Cuifen who was slumped on the ground, and his eyes revealed a hint of mockery.
"In my dictionary, the place where I stand is the auspicious time."
"The path I have walked is auspicious."
. . .
At the same time, the provincial air traffic control department and the war zone command center sounded the alarm almost simultaneously.
"Warning! Warning! An unidentified flight formation has intruded into our city's airspace!"
"Identify the target immediately! Otherwise, we will use force to shoot them down!"
The very next second they were about to activate their emergency plan.
A highly encrypted call from the highest levels of government in Beijing went directly into the command center.
A short and clear instruction came through the phone.
"Attention all units, all alerts lifted."
"Today, the airspace above Nanjiang is open to all for Mr. Jiang Chen's wedding. No individual or organization may intercept or interfere with this event for any reason!"
"To reiterate, no individual or organization may interfere!"
This order plunged the entire command center into dead silence.
Everyone could sense an astonishing energy behind this command.
At this moment, Jiang Chen's formation had already reached the airspace above the congested highway.
On the highway below, thousands of drivers are anxious and restless.
Suddenly someone pointed to the sky and let out an incredulous exclamation.
"Look! In the sky! What's that?!"
Everyone instinctively looked up.
They witnessed a scene they would never forget.
Thirty enormous red helicopters blotted out the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the cabin doors opened wide.
Numerous security personnel in black uniforms appeared at the cabin door.
They poured out baskets of specially made red envelopes that had been prepared beforehand.
In an instant, thousands of tiny red parachutes rained down from the sky like a shower of flowers.
"What is this thing? Is it a prank?"
A truck driver, driven nearly mad by the traffic jam, rolled down his window and caught a red envelope that had fallen to the ground.
The red envelope was tied to a small, exquisite box with the double happiness symbol printed in gold.
The driver opened the red envelope.
The next second, he froze on the spot.
The red envelope contained a whole stack of brand-new 100-yuan bills.
A full ten thousand yuan.
"I...holy shit! It's...it's money!"
That roar ignited the entire highway.
"Money is falling from the sky! It's real money!"
"I'm rich! I found something! There's ten thousand yuan inside!"
"Whose wedding is this? Has the God of Wealth descended to earth to hand out red envelopes?!"
All the drivers and passengers stuck in traffic cheered and rushed towards the falling red envelopes, their faces beaming with joy.
The roads are still congested, but people's hearts are connected.
The initial frustration was completely washed away by this rain of red envelopes.
Major media outlets and short video bloggers mobilized at full speed.
Countless cameras were focused on that departing red formation.
Jiang Chen managed to turn a wedding that might have been delayed into a grand event that attracted attention throughout the province.
. . .
The Su family villa.
Su Qing, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, sat by the window, waiting anxiously.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from outside the window.
She looked up in confusion and saw the thirty red helicopters hovering majestically and impressively above her villa.
Then, one by one, they landed on the lush green golf course.
The airflow caused the lawn to undulate in layers.
Su Qing's eyes stung with tears as she watched this scene.
This man.
I can always approach her in this most domineering yet reassuring way.
The door of the lead helicopter opened.
A bright red carpet was laid out from inside the cabin.
Wearing sunglasses, Jiang Chen stepped off the plane onto a soft red carpet, surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
He strode towards the Su family's gate.
Behind him stood thirty steel behemoths, while in front of him was the bridesmaids who were already prepared to "test" the groom.