"How come it's so far?"

"That's right, in country H, we have to go to Jiangnan."

Several people chatted without any scruples. Feng Yin listened to the overconfident words and said: "In country H, you can travel across a country in three hours. In China, you don't even go out to a province. In a bigger city, you can't even go out." Didn’t go out.”

The standard H language surprised the four people.

"Can you speak H language?"

"will not."

Feng Yin answered too quickly and too affirmatively, which made Wang Xianming curse.

"What you just said is that Chinese people love to lie."

Ouch, I met someone who adores foreign things.

"What does the Korean I speak have to do with H language? Did you know that you learned it secretly from our country, North Korea?"

"And thank you for removing yourself from the Chinese bloodline and purifying our bloodline."

Feng Yin's counterattack was powerful without hesitation.

Wang Xianming was speechless and said angrily: "How can you be so rude? Are you a barbarian!"

Feng Yin didn't get angry at Wang Xianguo's words. Lin Yu, who was holding the live broadcast phone, just turned in one direction and listened to the battle.

It is destined to be a one-sided brutal war.

[I saw someone scolding Feng Yin when I got up. 】

[It’s good that someone who came back from abroad doesn’t know Feng Yin. Yes, he should be educated. 】

[I heard that there are barriers to education there. The map of their country is bigger than the world map, which makes them extremely confident. 】

Netizens who were watching the excitement moved their small benches and sat back to watch the game.

"Please find a mirror, the barbarian is inside."

"Besides, didn't Country H teach you not to affect the driver's mood?"

In the rearview mirror, Feng Yin's face was darkened by shadows, and the darkness was a bit eerie.

"You - what are you going to do? Don't be impulsive, life comes first."

The four of them started to get scared, just because Feng Yin accelerated and rushed forward inexorably. "Slow down!"

"Don't be impulsive!"

"sorry!"

H phrases were thrown out one after another, and Feng Yin, who was driving, smiled gloomily.

"I'm just taking an expressway. Isn't that a big deal?"

"Since your country is so prosperous, doesn't it even have a highway?"

One question silenced four people.

Just when Wang Xianming was about to rise to international heights and find his way back, Feng Yin spoke again.

"Don't worry, everyone. I am well-known in the country as a good person with a good temper. I will definitely take you to have fun today."

"The bank has arrived."

At some point, Feng Yin got off the expressway and stopped in front of a bank.

Ever since Feng Yin started speaking H, he has been communicating with them in H. Wang Xianming, the translator, went offline for a second and was filled with anger.

The other three were attracted by the high-rise buildings in China and were sighing along the way, wow, oh...

After Feng Yin said she was a good person, another H countryman said, "Is it true?"

"Of course, I'm a good citizen."

Feng Yin took out a small red book seriously.

The Little Red Book is actually bilingual.

[I thought it would be a happy scolding battle, but I didn’t expect it to be a hearty battle of lies. 】

[Is this little book made with a fake certificate? 】

[This is the first time I have seen such shoddy and rough workmanship. 】

[I went and looked at their expressions. They believed it. 】

The H man who received Feng Yin's little red book during the live broadcast read it again and again with his companions, and returned it to Feng Yin with complete belief: "We are so lucky." (End of this chapter)

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