Chapter 2 Airport Minor 1

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The weight of fifty kilograms shown on the scale is definitely wrong, it is not that there is a problem with their scale, but that they grabbed it themselves, and did not let the ink gun press it all over.

"Uh... We want to weigh accurately, and we ask that you let go of your hand so that you can hold it, but don't use too much force. Ku Shao said with some uncertainty.

This scale is not very big, and there is no place for the two-meter-long ink gun to be placed horizontally, so he can only hold it.

The night was helpless, and the force in his hand slowly decreased.

And as his palm slowly loosened, the number of the digital scale also jumped upwards quickly.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred!

This scale can only weigh 800 catties at most, that is, 400 kilograms.

The weight of this ink gun has obviously exceeded the limit.

This is not the end, as the Nightshade slowly let go, a warning appeared on the display, dripping.

And these two people were also surprised and forgot to remind.

Finally, click!

said that I don't know which electronic component was crushed on it, and the screen was also sizzling, and it went out with a dripping sound.

Both of them looked like they were alive, looking at the damaged digital scale in surprise, then at the ink gun, and at the night of the dead.

Night Shadow looked at them helplessly, and slowly picked up the ink gun. It can be seen that on the digital scale, the place where the gun was originally placed is a depression of about one centimeter.

Night Shadow shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "Look, I'll just say that this is not good, you still have to call it, it's bad now." ”

Kong Shao and the administrator glanced at each other, and they could both see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Kong Shao swallowed his saliva and hurriedly ran out.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a suit appeared with him. It's a little chubby, as if all the leaders are like this.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the middle-aged man looked at the destroyed digital scale, and then looked at the night dead and the ink gun in his hand in horror.

He had already heard the situation here, at first he thought that the other party was joking with him, but then he saw that the other party looked serious, and he clicked on the monitoring suspiciously.

As a result, he watched the scene where the ink gun crushed the digital scale before.

The load of this digital scale is 800 catties, and it can actually bear more weight. This gun can crush the scale, even if the force is smaller, it is enough to show its weight.

"Sir, may I ask if this pit is weighed down by this gun?" The middle-aged man asked half-heartedly.

Nightshade glanced at him, "This is what your staff asked me to release, do you want me to pay for it?" ”

"No, no, no!" The middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand.

"I'm just going to make sure, I'm sorry that our negligence caused you trouble. The damage is our responsibility and will not be compensated by you. As for the cargo you want to consign, it will be calculated according to the double price of the ticket. ”

Nightshade nodded, "Yes." ”

After paying the money, the middle-aged man smiled: "That, please take the trouble for you to bring the goods to the warehouse, after all, you know the weight, we can't pick it up." ”

Night Immortal didn't refuse, originally he thought that this gun was about a thousand catties, but judging by the way he pressed this composite steel out of a pit, it should be more.

The night died under the guidance of the staff to put the luggage.

Until they walked away, Kong Shao turned around and said to the middle-aged man: "Director, you really let him pay double the ticket price." ”

According to the regulations, the first-class ticket of the Nightshade allows him to carry 4o kilograms of luggage for free. If you pay more than one kilogram, you will have to pay 1.5 percent more for economy class.

This ink gun is at least more than a thousand catties, or even more, that is, he has to pay ten times more for the air ticket.

The middle-aged man gave him a strange look, "Are you stupid, can a person who can pick up thousands of pounds of heavy objects be an ordinary person?" ”

After speaking, he shook his head helplessly and left with his hands behind his back, leaving empty and alone in the wind.

Putting his luggage away, Nightshade sat down in his seat.

Ten minutes later, the plane took off.

Watching the plane slowly take off, the heart of the night is also very anxious.

"Mengyu, wait for me, we will be able to meet soon."

A few hours later, it was already close to the plateau, and everyone was a little uncomfortable. People are also reminded to prepare warm clothing.

At this time, the temperature in Tibet is still minus 120 degrees, although it is much stronger than in winter, but it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

After some time, the plane was about to land, and a flight attendant carefully reminded everyone to fasten their seat belts and wear warm clothes.

The seat belt is fastened at night, but the warm clothing is gone.

He wore only a single coat and a leather coat all year round. With his strong physique, he doesn't feel cold or hot, and he can adjust it by himself.

The plane stopped, the doors opened, and one by one they took their luggage and walked down one by one.

When the staff saw that the Night Dead was so thin, they hurriedly stopped him.

"Sir, it's more than 20 degrees below zero outside, please wear warm clothes."

Nightshade glanced back at her and said slowly, "I wear it like this in winter, it's fine." ”

The flight attendant was worried that he was freezing and hurriedly stopped him.

"Sir, this is a high-altitude area, the temperature difference is large, please wear warm clothes, if not, we can provide them."

For her kindness, Night Immortal smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm really not afraid of the cold, bye." ”

This time, the flight attendant tried to hold him again, but he let her grab the air by letting him down slightly.

"Sir!"

The flight attendant was about to chase after her, but a flight attendant stopped her.

"Don't worry about him, you won't be able to get out of it when the cold wind blows after a while."

The sun is good here, and the sun is still quite bright. Everyone else is wearing thick padded jackets, down jackets or something.

It's still so cold and verbose, and the night is very thin, but it doesn't look cold, and it seems to be very comfortable in the face of the sun.

Xu Duren looked at him in surprise and admiration.

Inside the cargo hold, the staff is helping to carry the goods outside.

There was a stick-like object wrapped in a heavy coarse cloth lying horizontally on the floor, and a staff member came over and grabbed it, ready to pick it up.

Poof!

This time I didn't estimate the strength, not only did I not pick up the things, but I also sat on the ground with my ass.

"Oh, I'll go, what is this so heavy?"

Rubbing his aching buttocks, the man rubbed his hands, held them with both hands, bent his legs in a horse-like stride, and lifted them hard.

"Hey!"

(To be continued.) )