"It's the in-flight announcement, hello dear passengers, thank you for taking flight NC251, we have 30 minutes to arrive..."With the huge roar of the engine, the plane gradually landed at the Wudu International Airport of the Rotten Country, and the plane taxied slowly on the land.

"Well, I slept so well, I really didn't expect to fly for 10 hours for the first time abroad, I knew that it would be better to really tie myself to the rocket and fly over, at least it could shorten the time by half. ”

Fan Jian gradually opened his eyes, rubbed his still somewhat blurry eyes, and began to look at the scene outside the cabin.

The weather in Wudu today is good, but Fan Jian seems to have forgotten one thing, he didn't apply for a visa, although I don't know if the young lady at the check-in counter and customs let him go because of negligence or some other reason, but this time he obviously didn't have so much luck.

In front of the customs, Fan Jian looked up and saw a young man with brown hair staring at him with sharp eyes, and said a lot of words that Fan Jian couldn't understand.

Fan Jian had no choice but to spread his hands, saying that he didn't understand, and then saw the brown-haired man look at him for a long time and say a few words to another female staff member beside him.

Seeing that the eyes of the female staff immediately became abnormal, Fan Jian felt that when these two people were communicating, several people on the side began to slowly surround themselves.

Hey, what's this called? Fan Jian complained helplessly, but it was obvious that Fan Jian had forgotten to apply for a visa.

At this time, a Chinese tour guide holding a tour guide flag came to Fan Jian's side, "Eh, buddy, are you okay? My line has been queuing, you see, if you are not in a hurry, can you go to the queue on the side?"

Fan Jian looked at the tour guide and said very puzzled: "I don't know, I don't understand what people are saying." ”

The tour guide was immediately happy, "Brother, you still have difficulty communicating, so you came out to play?" ”

"Eh, how embarrassing is this, then you ask what this person wants me to do?" Fan Jian rubbed his hands, and then said with an embarrassed face.

"It's okay, they're all Huaxia, outside. The tour guide readily agreed.

After the brown-haired staff said a few words to him, the tour guide asked Fan Jian with a puzzled expression: "Dude, he asked you for a passport, you have to give it to him." ”

Fan Jian patted his head and immediately handed over his passport. The brown-haired man took the passport, flipped through a few pages, looked up at Fan Jian again, frowned, and flipped through a few more pages.

The brown-haired man said a few words to the guide.

"Do you have any other passports?" the guide asked.

"No, it's my first time going abroad, how can I get so many passports?" Fan Jian replied with certainty.

"That's weird, you don't have a visa in your passport. ”

"Ahh Fan Jian finally remembered what he had missed.

The tour guide didn't know what to say. The customs staff saw that the tour guide's face changed, and Fan Jian still did not show his visa. Quickly came from all around, and all looked at Fan Jian with unkind faces.

Fan Jian looked around and smiled, "What are you doing around me, I'm not a terrorist." As he spoke, he opened the backpack behind him and prepared to pull something out of it.

The staff next to him became even more nervous, and one of the security guards took out a pistol directly from behind his back, aimed it at Fan Jian and began to shout.

In an instant, the tourists and staff of the entire customs began to scatter in panic.

Fan Jian first took out a can full of old godmothers from his bag, looked at the scattered crowd inexplicably, and said suspiciously: "I just take something to prove that I am really a tourist." ”

Then, Fan Jian took a step forward, and the crowd around him took a step back, and just like that, he walked step by step to the brown-haired man sitting in the position of the customs officer, swung the old godmother on the platform, and then twisted out.

I saw the brown-haired man suddenly drill under the table in fright. Then three or four strong men rushed from behind. Fan Jian was arrested inexplicably.

In the small dark room of the customs, a young man in a suit and leather shoes said to Fan Jian, who was chained to a chair, "We have investigated your luggage, and there are indeed no explosives in it, but you have not provided a valid visa, so we still need to submit you to a higher level of agency for interrogation." Normally, you should be deported, but now you do engage in dangerous behavior, so you will not be released until we have reached a valid conclusion. ”

Fan Jian looked at the man in front of him speechlessly, it was not that he had not tried to explain, but every time he finished explaining, the other side would say, you are not out of danger yet, we still need to observe you to ensure that you are safe.

Forget it, I'm here anyway, let's see what they're going to do next.

Fan Jian is very optimistic, after all, for him who has an immortal body, no matter how dangerous it is, it is just a little more exciting for him.

Thinking about it, Fan Jian suddenly wanted to try to show his immortality ability in front of these foreigners, and see if he could scare them.

So, Fan Jian began to shout, saying a lot of terms that he didn't know himself.

The door of the room was slammed open, and two gun-wielding agents rushed in, as well as the young man just now, looked at Fan Jian with a wary expression. Fan Jian thought to himself, if I don't do something, I'm afraid they won't attack me, and this won't reveal my immortal ability.

Then Fan Jian began the next wave of death, he stood forward suddenly, the chair was suddenly lifted by him, and then he saw Fan Jian start to rush towards the young man.

The result was obvious, and the two highly tense agents did not hesitate to shoot at Fan Jian.

At this time, Fan Jian smiled and said, "Look, I'm hiding! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!" while dodging left and right in the room.

But Fan Jian ignored one thing. He is just immortal, not invincible, his essence is still a mortal, so when the two agents began to scuffle with his bare hands, Fan Jian's road to death was over.

"I said we can't be gentle?" Fan Jian struggled as he looked at the two strong men on his body.

The young man looked at Fan Jian, touching his chin as if he was thinking a little. Then with a wave of his hand, two strong men immediately lifted him up and put him in a car.

Fan Jian started yelling again, but no one paid attention to him until a black hood was pressed on his head.