Zhang Beixing at this mont didn't know that soone three carriages away bore ill intentions towards him.
Nor did he know that a group of people who didn't even know him were frantically pushing towards his carriage.
To avoid being too conspicuous, these people all ca pretending to be bystanders, making it less likely to arouse his suspicion.
Currently, Zhang Beixing was rather annoyed.
This Lady Lia was sitting across from him, crying beautifully.
Yes, beautifully.
Her act of crying was entirely for the benefit of the train officer.
The dark-skinned train officer, with his large nose almost steaming, seed as if he were about to vent all his rage.
At this mont, Zhang Beixing's head was starting to ache a little.
The train officer seed to be sowhat biased, didn't he?
When Zhang Beixing called him over and he started asking about the situation.
He had a noticeable spark in his eyes as soon as he saw Lia, not hiding it at all.
As Lia sobbed about what had just happened.
Claiming that Zhang Beixing had taken unauthorized photos of her, Lia faked evidence using her own good figure.
She took off her large coat.
Stood up straight and held her head high.
Showing off her figure.
Then she pointed at her thigh and said,
"Mr. Mike, do you think, with such a good figure as mine, that this Asian man didn't just stare at a mont ago? Could he resist taking a peek?"
"Huh?"
Zhang Beixing voiced his confusion out loud.
"Wait, you're using backward reasoning... Are you doing math problems here?"
Lia saw Zhang Beixing dared to speak and imdiately began to cry again.
"Mr. Mike, you see, he dares to be fierce to even here!"
"?"
Zhang Beixing was at a loss for words, truly incredulous.
The dark-skinned Mr. Mike snorted coldly, the glowing eyes he had when facing Lia turned furious as he looked at him.
"Sir, please show your docunts."
He was a black man, but he also looked down on Asians.
Directly demanding Zhang Beixing's docunts.
Even though Zhang Beixing's companion, Makely, was evidently of uncommon temperant, a typical European white, it was useless.
Zhang Beixing gave him a cold look.
"Are you sure you want to see my docunts?"
"I'm very sure, sir, please show your docunts imdiately."
Zhang Beixing slowly nodded, fine.
"I didn't bring physical docunts, can I use electronic docunts?"
"You can."
Zhang Beixing nodded again, then opened his phone, and showed the electronic version of all his docunts combined.
The dark-skinned train officer took it, looking at the phone, back at Zhang Beixing's face.
After a while, he said,
"Sir, I can't understand this text, please show docunts I can understand, or I will detain you on the grounds of illegal immigration to Lanxi!"
"..."
Zhang Beixing was speechless, what an idiot.
Zhang Beixing was too lazy to speak, he waved to Makely, "Makely, please assist by translating these docunts for the train officer sir."
Makely had no objection, she was already very angry.
Her very important USB drive was stolen, and she had just explained it to the train officer clearly.
Unexpectedly, this dark-skinned officer would side with a thief.
The reason was rely because the thief was good-looking!
This reason made her even angrier.
As if she wasn't prettier than this thief!
The thief just looked younger, a few years younger than her.
Haha, this dark-skinned officer simply didn't understand what charm ant!
Makely snatched the phone back from the dark-skinned train officer's hand, then opened a translation app, scanned all the electronic docunts, checked them, and then her expression shifted.
She let out a cold laugh, echoing Zhang Beixing's earlier tone almost exactly.
"Are you sure you want to see my companion's docunts?"
The dark-skinned train officer was completely enraged, "I advise you not to challenge my authority, I'll ask one last ti, show your docunts now, or I'll have both of you detained at the next station!"
"Especially this Asian man, if he doesn't show the docunts, I'll contact the immigration departnt to have him deported!"
"..."
Zhang Beixing ignored him completely, only sitting back on his bed to watch the show.
And Makely also nodded gently, softly saying, "As you wish."
Then, holding the translated phone, she raised her voice a bit, and read from the phone.
"President of the Great Xia Martial Arts Association, Zhang Beixing!"
"..."
The dark-skinned train officer was stunned for a mont, but without much reaction, he still stared fiercely at Makely, "That's not the docunt I want."
"President of the Asian Martial Arts Association, Zhang Beixing!"
"?"
Upon hearing this title, panic visibly flashed in the officer's eyes, and he glanced at Lia.
But when he saw Lia looking at him with a pleading gaze.
The train officer swallowed hard, putting on a brave face watching Makely coldly again.
"I'll state this one last ti, I want to see his passport and his immigration docunts!"
"If you don't show what I want to see, I'm going to detain both of you now!"
Mr. Mike's threats didn't faze Makely in the slightest.
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