Chapter 186 Racial Slander

The large Air China passenger plane landed at Los Angeles International Airport in the United States. Through the windows, you can see the words "lax" hanging high on the command building.

The inspection team got off the plane, and a cold wind blew in his face. Qin Mu turned his head and smiled at Han Xueling, "This is the wind of capitalism. It seems that there is no difference from ours, and it may not be as good as it is."

The scene of the two passing by the helicopter was obviously much closer, unlike before, when they spoke and contacted each other with a utilitarian and negotiated terms. Han Xueling burst into laughter, and the expression of a woman who laughed so hard that she was amazed everywhere, which immediately aroused the amazement of some foreigners around her.

The other four people from the inspection team came to Qin Mu and the other two to three meters away, and while walking, they were talking in a low voice. Qin Mu knew that they were not convinced, and he had nothing to do to convince him, so he was not moved, and he was quite concerned about his winds in the southeast, west and north, and I was still impressed.

Sure enough, after leaving the airport, Hu Qiushi told Qin Mu that the four of them would immediately rush to Seattle to get familiar with the environment. Among them, Hu Qiushi and others pretended to ask Qin Mu to inspect Los Angeles, which is known as the number one city in the United States. Get some scriptures back, which is also conducive to grassroots construction.

Qin Mu knew the thoughts of Hu Qiushi and others clearly. It was nothing more than trying to get into the role in advance, trying to get in touch with Wang Haitao, and trying to cross Qin Mu to achieve the purpose of this trip directly. Qin Mu thought about it for a while and said slowly: "It is best not to do this. The United States is different from our country. The atmosphere of their will is very strong. Perhaps when you arrive in Seattle, you can't even enter the door of the congressman."

Hu Qiushi laughed, with a strong sense of confidence on his face, patted Qin Mu on the shoulder and said, "Little comrade, don't worry, you can visit Los Angeles as much as you want, and leave the errands to us."

Qin Mu had no choice but to know that no matter what he said, Hu Qiushi and others had already done this, so he took out documents proving the identity of several people and handed them over to them, and repeatedly told them to do what they could and not be reckless. Unfortunately, his words were like playing the piano for a cow. After several people took the documents, they hurriedly booked a flight ticket to Seattle.

Qin Mu shrugged and showed a particularly American smile to Han Xueling. Han Xueling frowned and said, "If these people were in the army under my command, they would have been killed by military law."

A trace of sweat emerged from Qin Mu's forehead. On the plane to Los Angeles, Qin Mu and Han Xueling's whispers made him know that the hard object hidden on her chest was a conceptual pistol. On the surface, it seemed to belong to a woman's private jewelry box, but after some assembly, it could turn into a small pistol with an effective range of five meters. He was really worried. Han Xueling, who had always been in a hurry, took out her pistol and rushed to the experts a few times.

After leaving the international airport, the wide streets and endless traffic flowed. Qin Mu bought a mobile phone, and this thing will be used all over the country in a year, so he has consumed it in advance. In the past, Qin Mu always kept his phone away, and he was always a little uncomfortable when he came to this world for two years. While touching the rough-shaped mobile phone, Qin Mu felt a lot of emotion for a moment.

Han Xueling kicked Qin Mu's calf and said hatefully: "It's so expensive, you must be a corrupt person, otherwise where would you get the money to spend? Don't let me grab my braid, otherwise..." After that, he waved his small fist at Qin Mu again.

Qin Mu shrugged, installed a new card, and connected the phone call from Weng Wenhua's office. These days, Weng Wenhua's status on Wall Street has been increasing. Newspapers have compared her with Soros and Rockefello, and she is in a very glorious way. Moreover, Weng Wenhua is an elegant lady from the mysterious China, which immediately caused a wave of discussion. Various comments with mixed praise and criticism pushed Weng Wenhua to the forefront, but Weng Wenhua was still unmoved. He received a call from his son without any awareness of the female president, and was still the same joking tone: "Xiao Mu, are you in the United States? Can't stand it and come to meet your wives?"

Qin Mu's head was as big as a fight. Thinking of the scene when he first met Weng Wenhua, how could the lady with pear blossoms be so dark inside. He coughed and said, "Mom, be careful when speaking, I'm with your future daughter-in-law."

Han Xueling listened to Qin Mu's words, and quickly pretended not to hear it. She turned her head and looked aside. She saw two white men rubbing at a yellow-skinned passenger. One of them pretended to be close to the passenger, while the other was behind the passenger and quietly reached into the bag in the passenger's hand.

"Robbery!" The passenger felt the empty hand and shouted loudly. Seeing that his companion succeeded, the white man pushed the passenger to the ground and ran wildly towards the distance.

Han Xueling's eyebrows were raised, and the passenger shouted clearly in a not-veritable Mandarin, which looked like Min Nan's accent. His compatriots were robbed, and Han Xueling's feet, who had a sense of justice, slammed each other, and the heels behind the high heels broke. Her toes fell to the ground, and her body arched slightly, as if a female leopard seeing her prey, following behind the two white men.

At this moment, Qin Mu was smiling and introducing Han Xueling's name to his mother. He turned sideways and was about to ask her to say something to Weng Wenhua, but only saw two black heels scattered on the ground, while Han Xueling's graceful and agile figure was fighting with two black men in the distance.

Seeing this, Qin Mu quickly ran over. While running, he said to the phone: "Mom, something happened here. I'll call you later."

As the chief instructor of the Chinese special forces, Han Xueling's skills are naturally needless to say. When Qin Mu arrived there, Han Xueling had already elbowed and fell over her shoulder, and threw two white men to the ground. She was full of strength, and the two of them had no strength to stand up for a moment and raised their hands to the beautiful Han Xueling. It can be seen that the surrender posture is also internationally universal.

Han Xueling clapped her hands and wanted to pick up the bag that fell on the ground. Qin Mu quickly stopped him loudly and said, "Don't move!"

Unfortunately, he said it too late. Han Xueling's hand had touched the bag and brushed some dust on it a few times. Suddenly, a harsh sirens sound came. Two police cars rushed over not far away, four American policemen jumped out from above, holding revolvers in their hands, shouting at Han Xueling: "Don't move!"

This English sound will appear in many commercial blockbusters, so Qin Mu naturally understood it. Han Xueling blinked innocently and raised her hand, so she should also understand the meaning of this sentence.

The criminal suspect was arrested. No matter how serious the crime was, the American police had the right to shoot, which was very different from the country. Qin Mu slowly walked out of the crowd, blocked Han Xueling behind him, and whispered: "Listen to them, I have a way later."

Han Xueling said angrily: "This group of American police is much worse than ours." After that, he burst into laughter, which made Qin Mu lose his mind.

Seeing Qin Mu and Han Xueling cooperated very well, one of the policemen inserted their pistol back into the holster, walked over roughly and pulled Qin Mu's clothes, pulled them to the police car and began to search.

Han Xueling suddenly felt angry and came to her. The matter was very clear. The two white men robbed passers-by. Instead of arresting them first, they had to search for those who were brave and brave. They couldn't help but say, "What are you doing? They are criminals." However, no one could understand her Mandarin. Another policeman whistled loudly and was about to come and search Han Xueling.

"You have violated the law by doing this. We are not criminals, the real criminals are the two people lying on the ground." Qin Mu said in pure American English with a straightforward word, "I reserve the right to accuse you of unfair treatment."

"Criminal, where are there criminals?" The American police shrugged and looked to the side. In just a while, the two robbers actually ran away while running away, which put Qin Mu and the others in an embarrassing position.

"Oh, head, look at what I found!" The policeman responsible for checking the evidence opened the black leather bag, which was densely packed with dozens of brand new banknotes. The policeman also held a bundle in his hand and shook it with his hands and said, "Holy, they all think that our Los Angeles police are decorations?"

When Qin Mu heard this, his face changed immediately. Hundreds of thousands of dollars were enough to live in prison in the United States for several years. He quickly defended: "This money is not ours, we are for..."

At this moment, the policeman staring at Han Xueling's confused face let out a scream that was not like a human. He covered his descendants tightly with his hands, and knelt on the ground with a sad face, like a cooked shrimp, bent his body hard and kept putting his head on the ground.

"You are still not clean, but I'll burst out!" Han Xueling's face was covered in frost. Under her slender legs, the thin tips of her high heels showed a cold light.

The other three policemen took out their guns again and half-squatted and aimed at Han Xueling. Han Xueling raised her hands innocently and shouted to Qin Mu: "Don't you think of a way to let the grandpa know that we must knock down a layer of skin."

Grandpas, this is a very ambiguous word. In the past, Han Xueling was called "Grandpa Qin" and "my grandpa". Qin Mu shrugged and said to the police officers around him: "Or, should you invite us to your police station for a cup of tea?"

So, Qin Mu and the other two who had just arrived in Los Angeles before they had time to experience the Los Angeles style were directly taken to the world-famous "lpd" headquarters and enjoyed the scenery of the police station in a foreign country.
Chapter completed!