Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1962 Impersonation
When Feng Lin heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he felt a similar feeling at the moment.

As his realm got higher and higher, his energy became more and more powerful.

The number of times he can perform divine rebellion has also increased.

Then facing the sublimation state, he can persist for a longer time.

For example, when he met Wu Ge and Jiao Chunqiu before, as long as he had enough energy, he would be very calm.

"I'll send you the address. The other side of the torrent leads directly to the Southern Continent."

Ji Guangling said over there, "You must be careful."

"rest assured."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

He glanced at the address of the ruins posted by Ji Guangling. This time, he was not in China, but in Thailand, the Buddhist kingdom in South Asia.

Feng Lin has been to several times on missions, and he is considered one of the countries where Chinese people travel more.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided not to talk to Xu Ruoying and the others.

Pull Yaoyao directly to the airport, ready to go to the destination.

The news of Meng Changsheng also reassured Feng Lin for the time being that the Sun Clan wanted to contact the Demon Institute.

It must take a lot of time.

During this time, Feng Lin can do other things with peace of mind.

The last time he came back from the island country, the embassy had already given Ye Yourong the identity under Ji Guangling's instruction.

The two of them got on the plane easily, and their destination was the city of Manchester in Typhoon.

On the plane, the two rested again to recharge their batteries.

……

When they arrived at the destination, Feng Lin pulled Ye Yourong away from the airport quickly.

According to Ji Guangling's address, he took a car to a nearby city.

"Handsome guy, from Huaxia, right?"

The driver observed Feng Lin through the rearview mirror in broken English.

"Yes."

Feng Lin replied with a smile.

"Do you like to go through the back door? Many Chinese people who come to us will try it."

The driver showed a wretched smile, "I can show you the way. There are people over there who understand Chinese, so it's easier to communicate."

Ye Yourong looked at Feng Lin with a puzzled face, "What are you talking about? I see him smiling so wretchedly?"

Feng Lin hugged Ye Yourong, didn't pay attention to her, but looked at the driver, "It's better to lead the way with peace of mind, my wife and children are here, let's talk when I have time."

"Ok."

Hearing this, the driver restrained his smile. In fact, if he pulls people over, he also gets a commission.

Feng Lin shook his head lightly, he naturally knew the culture here.

That is, there are many men who have undergone hormones since childhood and become women.

But they just turned into women in stature and looks, and the old chaps were still there.

Can only go from behind.

There are indeed some people who like this kind of stimulation.

Feng Lin didn't dare to be interested.

Finally, the driver took Feng Lin to the destination. After arriving here, it was already dusk.

Feng Lin and Ye Yourong, go to the restaurant for something to eat.

He doesn't plan to rest here today, he has had enough rest on the plane.

He decided to go in from Runliu at night while there were few people.

The location of the rush is in the river outside the city.

Walking on the street full of feasting and debauchery, many scantily dressed women were soliciting customers by the side of the street.

Many people winked at Feng Lin and made gestures.

Feng Lin smiled wryly, and he didn't know when, the label of Huaxia people outside was that they were stupid and rich in money.

"Handsome guy! Are you here to play? There is an invoice."

A blond "woman" grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder and said with a smile, still speaking Chinese.

Feng Lin looked at this person and shook his head lightly, "No, I don't have any money."

After finishing speaking, Feng Lin pulled Ye Yourong away.

"Isn't she pretty?"

Although the Chinese spoken by the other party was very poor, Ye Yourong could still understand it.

"If you are interested in men, I can pay you."

Feng Lin looked down at Ye Yourong.

"What? Man?"

Ye Yourong's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it.

"It's a weird country with a very masculine muay thai culture and this sissy culture."

Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.

However, as a doctor, Feng Lin can still tell at a glance.

This uncoordinated body changed by hormones is too ugly.

It was far from the natural feeling of the fourth child.

Feng Lin found a restaurant and went in with Ye Yourong.

After ordering, the two sat opposite each other at the table, waiting quietly.

At this moment, a man suddenly patted the table not far away.

"Is this your service attitude? It's so unpalatable, why charge you at the original price?"

The man was a little fat, with slender eyes and permed hair.

He spoke English, but Feng Lin could easily tell that he was from Korea.

The English of each country will have its own accent.

China is no exception.

"You just don't want to give money, right? You say it's unpalatable, so how do you eat it clean?"

The clerk here pointed to the plate in front of him and said.

"Why are you talking to me? I'm a dignified Chinese, so I can't afford to pay for the meal? It's because your cooking is unpalatable!"

The man continued.

When the people eating around heard the words, they were all discussing in low voices.

"It's Chinese people again. For those who come to us to travel, the quality of Chinese people in Asia is low."

"That is, throwing garbage everywhere, talking loudly, and being rude to people."

……

Most of these people spoke their own language, but Feng Lin could understand most of them.

His face was a little gloomy. In recent years, many foreigners have been pretending to be Chinese.

Especially island countries and Korea.

The appearances of several countries in East Asia are roughly similar in terms of appearance alone.

Let alone these South Asians, they can't spot the difference at all.

"It's Chinese people again! Are you Chinese people so unreasonable?"

The clerk here asked questions in English.

"Our big country can do whatever it wants, what's wrong? You lowly monkeys!"

The man sneered and said, "If you have the ability to report it, start a war against us! Otherwise, take a knife and go to the street to kill us Chinese people!"

Feng Lin couldn't take it anymore. Usually when he was outside, the foreign media only wanted to see Asia doing unqualified things.

We must first buckle the scapegoat to Huaxia.

But this time Feng Lin saw it, so he must stop it.

"Brother, don't start a conflict."

Feng Lin got up and walked over there, he patted the clerk on the shoulder with a smile, and then looked at the man on the seat.

"Brother, are you from Huaxia?" Feng Lin asked.

"That's right, what's the matter? You too?" asked the perm-haired man.

"Yes! Where is your hometown?"

Feng Lin said with a smile.

"Where do you care about me?"

The man with perm shouted coldly, "Why should I tell you? Get out! It's none of your business here."

"Come on, let me see your ID card, I feel your accent, what's wrong?"

When Feng Lin said this, he used Chinese.

The man with perm opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He can use sentences in twos and threes to scare foreigners, but in front of Chinese people, he will definitely reveal his truth.

"Grass! You scold me!"

The perm-haired man suddenly roared, raised the chair beside him, and threw it at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin easily grabbed the leg of the chair and kicked him on the knee.

thump!
The man with perm knelt on the ground.

"Brother, he is not from Huaxia. You can call the police and you will know his identity by then."

Feng Lin looked at the clerk with a smile.

(End of this chapter)