Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 762 Rick O'Connor

"Hey, take it easy."

Because the blond man was too tall, he bumped his head against the frame of the low door. The muffled sound of "boom" echoed in the small cell, and everyone felt a headache when he heard it.

The short and fat man with color eyes yelled at the blond man again, and finally shook his fist threateningly at him, and then slowly left with his stomach full.

The blond man rubbed his forehead and cursed several times. He was thinking about turning around and sitting in a more comfortable seat, but he happened to meet Su Xingzhi and the others.

"Oh my God, I was so shocked."

The blond man stepped back a few steps with an overly frightened expression on his face, but when he saw the two little men in front of him clearly, the surprised expression on his face was even more serious.

"What? Women? God, why are women in this place? And..."

As he was speaking, he suddenly leaned forward, carefully looked at Ningmei and Su Xing at a not too close range for a long time, and then asked with some uncertainty: "Oriental? Chinese?"

The blond man obviously spoke American English, but miraculously frowned, Yan Nianzhen could understand what he said, as if a language translation patch had been directly applied in his mind.

The blond man saw that Su Xingzhi, Yan Nianzhen and Ningmei just looked at him with raised eyebrows and didn't speak, thinking they couldn't understand what he said.

So he scratched his head and thought about it, but he realized that he could not speak a word of Chinese.

There was no other way, so he had no choice but to use the universal language of the world—body language to express his doubts.

The blond man pointed at himself with exaggerated movements: "I, Rick O'Connor."

Then he pointed at Ningmei and the others with a big gesture: "You, Chinese people?"

Rick O'Connor repeated these two actions several times, and when they woke up, they still didn't respond at all. They sighed in obvious disappointment and were about to give up.

At this moment, Ning Mei couldn't help but burst out laughing. After laughing for a long time, she replied in standard American English: "Yes, we are from the East, we are 'Chinese'."

"Chinese?"

The blond-haired Mr. O'Connor obviously didn't seem to have heard of this country, but he looked like an optimist, so he scratched his head and smiled at Ning Mei: "Wow, you speak English very well."

Ning Mei secretly sticks out her tongue—well, this is thanks to the plug-in language translator.

(End of this chapter)