Yue Pengcheng was moved: "no, in my heart, you are the only lady Yue. You wait. Soon, I will let Su Ningmei go."

Ding Fu sighed: "ah, sister Su has gone too far this time. How can she Forget about her. Where are we going now? "

"Don't worry, let's find a place to live, wait for the private detective to send a message and get more evidence, then we can go back."

"Well, I'll listen to you."

Just when they left the airport for security check, the airport staff repeatedly checked them and their luggage. Half an hour later, they didn't let them go.

At first, Yue Pengcheng thought it was a routine inspection at the airport, but The people in front and the people behind all left, but he was a little anxious: "what's the matter, is it over?"

Security personnel: "Sir, this is our normal inspection. Please cooperate."

"I've cooperated with you very much. More than half an hour has passed. Even if you are turtles, it's better. Are you deliberately making trouble for us? Be careful I'll complain to you." Yue Pengcheng has lived in the United States for 12 years. Although he has not yet become an American citizen, he has already felt that he is an American, with arrogance in his speech and behavior.

After looking back at the people in China, I found that everyone was local, and a group of local steamed buns had no knowledge. They dared to make trouble for them.

"Sir, we have no intention of making trouble. We follow the normal process. If you are not satisfied, you can complain."

Although the security personnel said very polite, but the attitude is still very tough, his words mean: whatever you complain, anyway, you can't let go now.

"You Where are you responsible? Call him to me. If you know who I am, you dare to treat me like this. Do you have eyes one by one? "

Ding Fu quickly grabbed Yue Pengcheng, "Pengcheng, don't worry. We don't have any problems. We are not afraid of the shadow. When they can't find out we have problems, they will let us go."

Yue Pengcheng snorted coldly and said contemptuously: "a group of local bumpkins. We have been flying so many times abroad. How ever have we been like them? There is no end to the chatter. The domestic service industry is really bad. "

The passengers waiting for security check in the back are not happy. Yue Pengcheng is not the only one who scolds. He despises all Chinese.

"Oh, where are the returned overseas Chinese? If you don't like our domestic affairs, don't come back. Yes, we are all local bumpkins. You are not. You are a foreign slave. What's the matter? You are just like a fool. You think you are noble to heaven."

Yue Pengcheng roared: "what do you say? Tell me again. "

This is just the next few games, although it's home, but I'm not familiar with my life. Ding Fu is worried that something might happen. She holds on to Yue Pengcheng to calm him down. Then she says to the humanity behind him: "we are all compatriots. How can you say that?"

Behind that passenger ha ha a: "compatriot? We are so native. How can we be compatriots with you? People with yellow faces and American father's blood in their bones are so noble that we can't get up to them. "

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