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Wang Ping spoke English, and all the young men at the scene were stunned, taking care of each other's doubts.

It's not that they are surprised that Wang Ping speaks English, which is not surprising because most of the world communicates in English these days, they just don't know English.

Fortunately, Han Zheyan studied in the United States and knew English.

Han Zheyan translated what Wang Ping said for his companions, and then responded in English: "Hello, can I help you?"

"I want to ask, how do we go to Xingzhou Hotel?" Wang Ping asked.

Han Zheyan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly.

It was the way to ask.

Immediately, Han Zheyan said while translating Wang Ping's words for his companions.

"Hello, this gentleman, you only need to take a taxi to go to the Sin Chew Hotel."

"Taxi? What is that?" Wang Ping said.

When the words sounded, Han Zheyan was sluggish, his face became strange, and then translated Wang Ping's words to his companions with strangeness.

"What?! This Chinese person doesn't understand taxis? My God, there really isn't any taxis in China."

"It's too poor. There are no taxis in Huaxia."

"It seems that what you said is correct, Huaxia really doesn't even know about taxis..."

The stick youths were eccentric, and their expressions became contemptuous.

Even a young woman with a female stick asked.

"There are no taxis in Huaxia? So how do they get around? Are they riding horses?"

"It's really possible to ride a horse, or maybe a rickshaw." said the young girl.

At the same time, Han Zheyan didn't take part in the contempt of his companions, but explained to Wang Ping.

"Taxis are the means of transportation on our side, just look at the road in front of you, cars are driving, cars are means of transport, and taxis are also cars..."

Soon, after Han Zheyan finished explaining, Wang Ping looked stunned and sighed.

"It turns out that you are using this kind of transportation. Well, it seems that we can only use our own transportation. Can you tell us the direction of Xingzhou Hotel."

Han Zheyan subconsciously pointed out the direction of Xingzhou Hotel.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Ping had turned around and thought about Shangguan Jianguo and others.

Seeing this, Han Zheyan changed color and hurried to catch up.

"Han Zheyan, what's wrong?" the other young people asked.

They didn't understand English, so they didn't know why Han Zheyan chased after him, but they chased after him out of curiosity.

Han Zheyan quickly told them what Wang Ping just said.

Immediately, all the men and women were stunned.

"My Cao, they don't want to walk there."

at this time.

"I am Cao!"

"This!"

The youths of Bangzi Country and Han Zheyan were stunned, their eyes were about to protrude, and their expressions were full of shock.

"Flying...flying to the sky..."

I saw Wang Ping returned to Shangguan Jianguo and the others, and quickly took out a wooden sword from his backpack and threw it.

The dense lines of the wooden swords are carved, and the lines have bright lights flowing through them, just like crystal water flowing through the lines.

In an instant, the 40-centimeter wooden sword rose when it saw the wind, turning into a 4-meter-long giant sword.

"Ajian, Lily, Yanyan, you go up, let's go, Lao Chen, you two keep up."

Several people in Shangguan Jianguo couldn't laugh or cry, and set foot on the giant sword.

The next moment, the wooden sword carrying the four Wang Ping flew into the sky, rushed to the sky, and flew into the distance.

At the same time, Lao Chen and Lao Ling turned around and spoke broken English to Du Minjun who was coming.

"Thank you for your answer, bye."

Lao Chen and the two took out bamboo dragonflies from their pockets, stuck them on their heads, and flew off after Wang Ping.

silence.

There was silence at the gate of the airport.

Han Zheyan and the other young men with open mouths opened their mouths wide, watching Wang Ping and the others disappear into the night sky.

They were shocked and speechless for a long time.

After a long time, Han Zheyan and the others came back to their senses, and the young girl said with a dull expression.

"Am I dreaming, flying... I'm flying, and the Chinese people are flying."

Suddenly, everyone boiled.

"My Cao! Is that Yu Jian Fei?"

"Is that Huaxia's means of transportation?!"

"Do all Chinese people use that kind of flying wooden sword? And is that a bamboo dragonfly? Oh my god, do they all travel far away like this?"

"I finally know why Chinese people don't understand taxis, because their means of transportation are much better than taxis..."

At this moment, both men and women, the youths present were deeply shocked when they recalled what Wang Ping had said.

It turned out that Huaxia didn't build the airport, there were no planes and cars, and it wasn't because of poverty.

It's because Huaxia doesn't need such a low thing at all. Their means of transportation are much better than airplanes and cars. It's simply super technology!

"Huaxia Technology is too much ahead of us..." The sissy young man was shocked.

At this moment, a grand picture appeared in the minds of the young stickmen.

In a high-rise building, a very prosperous metropolis, it is the city of China.

In a resident's house in the city, a high school student with a backpack walked out of the house and waved at his family.

"Mom, I'm going to school."

When the words fell, the high school student took out a wooden sword from his pocket and threw it out.

The high school student's mother stood at the door with a smile and waved at the high school student: "Be careful on the road and pay attention to safety."

Afterwards, the footage zoomed out and stretched from the resident's house, and then zoomed in to the sky.

In that sky, like the gods of the gods, there are many people.

They or office workers fly with their bags and wooden swords, looking at their watches from time to time, and muttering, "No, you have to hurry up, or you'll be late for work."

Or the bamboo dragonfly on the aunt's head, holding a bag full of vegetables in her hand, which she just came back from the supermarket early in the morning.

Or students carry schoolbags, some fly with bamboo dragonflies, some walk on swords, students play in the sky in twos and threes, chatting and laughing all the way to school in the sky.

It can even be seen that there are some takeaways, who stepped on flying swords and carried takeaways to the buildings, knocking on the windows of fifty or sixty-storey buildings, and someone in the building opened the windows.

The deliveryman said to the delivery: "Hello, you ordered the delivery."

After delivering the takeaway, the deliveryman stepped on the flying sword and flew to Jiutian, and wanted to continue to deliver the next one.

The bright and prosperous city is full of high-rise buildings and scattered buildings. People fly through the sky of the building, it is very lively, and there are also people walking underground.

The picture is prosperous and has great visual impact, just like the age of high-tech fairy gods.

Thinking of this scene, Han Zheyan and other young men with great power were shocked.

At this moment, they only have one idea.

Huaxia is too scary. I thought that my country was developing fast enough with high-speed trains, planes, and advanced technology, but compared with Huaxia, how could there be a kind of rural to the city, a feeling that the people in the city really know how to play.

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