Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

Sanji snorted and said disdainfully: "In fact, they are all in the same group. The golden-haired white man is responsible for the destruction and looting, and the black-haired white man is responsible for the construction. They are actually squeezing us."

For the dark-skinned Sanji, it is true that both whites and yellows can be called whites.

"Then these black-haired white men actually came to us to sing the meaning of black skin for him."

Bunjira shook his head: "You are too deeply influenced by the priest. Remember the priest's words, our goal is not to destroy and kill, but to destroy and kill is only a means. What we ultimately want to seek is the rights of the awakened, and the awakened one. We get rid of slavery and brainwashing and gain true freedom."

The priest is the name given to the head of the Sharoman Snake, and the world government's code name for the priest seems to be "mentor", and the priest is the second person of the Saloman Snake, and the code given by the world government is the enshroud teacher.

Sanji was about to say something, Bunjira found cabinet A115, and then he found that there was no password input on the cabinet door.

"What's the matter?" He muttered, turning his head to look around, just in time to see a Chinese man approaching here to take his own things.

After carefully observing the Chinese's practices, he followed the same pattern and entered the password on the cipher plate a few meters away from the A115, and then the A115's door automatically bounced outwards.

Sanji: "So you haven't seen anything like this before? I thought you were a Chinese expert."

Bunjira took out the travel bag from the cabinet with a look of embarrassment, opened the zipper a little and glanced inside, then gesticulated at the door to Feng's subordinates.

"let's go."

Next, Bangjila and his party found a place to deal with the stuff that they would definitely not be able to get into the airport, and then found a place to have a Chinese meal.

The ticket that the aunt gave them was a red-eye flight in the middle of the night, and it took about 11:30 to take off.

So Bangira and his party took a taxi to the airport after eating Chinese food.

Upon arriving at the airport, just after passing the security check at the gate of the terminal, Sanji whispered to Bunjira: "There are a lot of military police, is this normal?"

Bunjira shook his head: "Don't talk about the military and police, I have seen the Awakeners of the two world governments, look over there, that little girl, don't you think she is too young?"

Sanji shook his head: "Don't think, I have no idea about the looks of Asians, is that young?"

"Very young, I guess it might be sixteen or seventeen. The most important thing is that she doesn't wear makeup. Only school girls can go out without makeup."

"So we were ambushed?"

"Go first, wait for them to act first." Bunjira said calmly. His group is old fried dough sticks. He has been to any Western country and has a lot of knowledge, so he doesn't worry at all because he is here. Excessive tension leads to exposure of whereabouts.

——Even if this is a trap, the worst case is to die here. Ever since I joined the Salamander and followed the priest to seek the freedom of the awakened, I Bangila has put life and death aside.

——And my team members should have the same consciousness.

Chapter 034: Why Is Your Face White? Anti-cold... Tribal customs, can you control it?

Bunjira and his party successfully completed the check-in, and everything went smoothly—until they passed the customs.

Because a world government has been established, the importance of customs has been greatly reduced in theory. However, in reality, countries have relaxed the conditions for visas while enhancing customs’ entry and exit management.

If the main combat force of a country in the future will be the awakeners, then there is no reason to release potential awakeners out of the country, right?

Bunjira successfully passed the customs with the passport provided by the aunt, but Sanji was stopped.

"Sir, the picture in your passport is a black man." The customs lady looked at Sanji and his fake passport back and forth, and said in English, "Is this really you?"

"Of course, I painted myself white." Sangji raised his hand and rolled his short sleeves to expose his shoulders, so he could clearly see the dividing line between his arm and shoulder. The boundary was indeed Black skin.

"Then your face..."

"It's also painted, this is the custom of our tribe," Sanji said, his serious tone really looked like this.

The mask Sanji got was originally a black mask, but he whitened it himself.

Obviously, the photo on the aunt's passport was forged according to the original mask.

Looking at all of this, Bunjira wanted to slap herself fiercely.

He actually forgot that Sanji had done such a stupid thing, and he should have let this stupid "whitewash" himself before coming to the airport!

——I paid too much attention to other things, and finally forgot the immediate problem. I obviously opened it when I issued the passport... It must be because I have already established the inherent impression that Sanji is a black person in my mind, so I ignored it. The problem of being a black man in the photo.

——But the time has not come to despair, if Sanji can handle the situation perfectly, he can still run away.

Moreover, there are indeed many tribes in Bangjila who like to paint their skins in other colors, and there is nothing wrong with interpreting them as tribal customs.

"Could you please wash off the white on your face?" The customs officer said with a smile, "There is a restroom over there, and it will be a quick walk. After washing it off, you don't need to line up to come to me directly."

Sanji nodded, took the salute and left the customs counter, and walked towards the bathroom. At the same time, he looked at Bungyira and said to Bungyira with his mouth: "I use waterproof paint."

Bunjira had the urge to rush out and beat him up.

But he wanted to slap himself more.

——Although Sanji has joined for two years, he has participated in many actions. But he was only fifteen years old, exactly when he committed the second crime. I'm an eighteen-year-old man, and I still have this kind of error!

——Responsible, think about how to get out!

——Fortunately, the mask is made by a thousand-faced person, which is definitely no problem. As long as we don’t take it off actively, it will stay firmly on our face and become our real "skin", even without X-ray irradiation. Will show up. If it weren't for this, then everything would really stop.

Bunjira forced her brain to work fast, trying to find a way out of trouble.

"Report," the secretary's voice came from Qi Xiangwen's headset, "the airport team found something strange. A black passenger used fake paint to whiten his skin."

Qi Xiang's text is closing his eyes and restoring his mind-since the King of Yellow Clothes appeared, he hasn't had a serious sleep for a long time.

Hearing this in the earphones, he opened his eyes and straightened up: "What did you say?"

"There is a black traveler who used fake paint to whiten his skin."

"Turn the airport surveillance to the big screen."

Immediately there was a picture taken by a surveillance camera at the airport on the big screen. A "white" passenger was walking towards the bathroom while making eye contact with a black man who had passed the customs.

The voice of the old company commander came from Qi Xiangwen's headset: "The age is quite the same. How about letting the airport team make some excuses, such as stopping him when the luggage is checked out of the box?"

Qi Xiangwen shook his head: "No. Remember the all-metal case of capitalist dross movies we saw when we were young, old company commander?"

"You...can't you?"

There is a classic line in the all-metal shell: Use a machine gun to shoot at them. The Viet Cong who turned to escape, and the well-trained Viet Cong who stood still.

Qi Xiangwen ordered: "Order the airport team to launch an attack on this person who has painted himself white with a power that is not lethal."

"You are not in compliance with the rules!"

"But this way, you can use the least input and the fastest speed to determine if this person has any problems! They put me in this position for me to make such a decision! Correspondent, let the airport team act!"

Bunjira was shocked.