Live Broadcast Selling Fishing Rods, Asking Me If The Air Force Can Use Them?

11. The Air Force Can Use It, But I, The Master, Can’T Use It?

[Damn it, Lao Liu stood up! 】

【You can participate in all mlf competitions! 】

[6 Ah, Lao Liu is probably the number one person in the country. 】

[Lao Liu must get a good ranking. If he is lower than the top three, don’t go back to China. 】

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded.

mlf is the world's top carp fishing competition.

Few domestic players have participated before.

The reason.

It’s because the fishing culture in China is relatively poor.

Most fishing tournaments turn into nesting tournaments.

Therefore, this time Liu Gang competes, there is nothing better for the fishing guy than watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Lu Ze also saw this opportunity to connect with Liu Gang.

It took a heavy hit of traffic.

After a few brief introductions.

Liu Gang's assistant came in a hurry.

"Teacher Liu, there is something wrong with the baggage check. Can you take a look?"

Liu Gang was helpless.

You can only go to the baggage check-in counter with your phone in hand.

Lu Ze and the audience in the live broadcast room can only wait patiently.

"What's up?"

The lady at the airline was very kind and explained every word.

"Sorry sir, we found prohibited items in your luggage."

"??"

Liu Gang was speechless.

What a joke.

He is also someone who often flies abroad.

Very familiar with aviation regulations.

He knew very well what to bring and what not to bring.

Look back.

He gave the assistant a stern and demanding look.

It's probably because the assistant accidentally brought some cosmetics or something.

"Let's just keep the things. I don't want them anymore. I'm in a hurry to catch my flight."

I am still broadcasting live here.

The plane is about to take off.

Liu Gang didn't want to cause trouble again.

But the young lady shook her head with a smile on her face.

"Sorry sir, you have to wait for the relevant departments to come and investigate before you can leave."

? ? ?

Liu Gang was stunned.

What the hell!

What kind of prohibited items can a fisherman like him have?

It’s nothing more than something containing alcohol like mosquito repellent.

Isn’t it okay if you don’t want it?

now.

Discussions also started on the barrage.

[Hahahaha, Lao Liu’s inflatable doll was exposed. 】

[Good guy, I will die immediately. 】

[The airline dog is passing by, and when it comes to stopping people like this, it’s usually because they have a lot of cargo. 】

[Ask if you don’t understand? What kind of goods? 】

[Rock candy, cultural relics, guns, just think about it. 】

[I’ve made a fool of myself, Lao Liu is a wolf killer. 】

…

The barrage in the live broadcast room was coupled with the obstruction of the stewardess.

This made Liu Gang feel uneasy.

After a while, two uniformed customs officers arrived.

After showing his ID, he immediately started searching Liu Gang's bag.

Because he was traveling in a group, Liu Gang had a lot of luggage, four big bags in total.

Others are some daily necessities.

Only the largest package contained his fishing tackle.

Soon.

Customs took out a black canvas bag.

He looked at Liu Gang expressionlessly.

"Please explain what this is."

Liu Gang was completely confused.

"Fishing rod."

"What fishing rod?"

Managers are like robots.

With an aura of calmness and dignity.

"It's a fishing rod."

Finished.

Customs opened the fishing tackle bag without hesitation.

[Fishing gear contains poison, Old Liu, you are confused! 】

[No, people with 30 million fans will not take risks. 】

[Come on, isn’t it a live broadcast room selling fishing rods? How did it become the rule of law? 】

[Here I go, the customs officer behind is preparing handcuffs. 】

【Seriously! 】

The barrage has reached its climax.

Fishing men across the country were almost watching Liu Gang being interrogated by customs at the same time.

Soon.

Customs took out a fishing rod.

"What is this?"

"Didn't I tell you about the fishing rod? There's nothing else in here. If not, open it and take a look. I'm sure I'm not hiding any contraband."

It's forbidden to say that it's cosmetics or something.

Liu Gang also recognized it.

Why should a mediocre fishing rod be banned?

Every outing.

He always brought more than a dozen fishing rods through customs without any problems.

Therefore, he is extremely confident.

However, the customs did not tolerate Liu Gang at all, as if they were handling a major case.

"Answer the question, what kind of fishing rod is this!"

"Carp fishing rod! Snapdragon series carp fishing rod!"

Customs nodded.

Take a document from the table.

Like showing an arrest warrant.

"See clearly, the Xiaolong and Weilong series fishing rods produced by Juwei Fishing Gear are all strategic military materials and are strictly prohibited from exporting in any form!"

? ? ?

! ! !

What the customs has in hand is a red-headed document.

Among a bunch of arms, the Snapdragon series fishing rods look so awkward.

Not just Snapdragon.

Juwei Fishing Gear has a total of six high-end fishing rods, all of which are listed as strategic materials.

Liu Gang was dumbfounded.

"Military...? Strategic...? Isn't it just a fishing rod?"

Customs did not answer Gang Liu’s question.

Put away the fishing rod directly.

"It doesn't look like you are deliberately smuggling arms. We are only confiscating these fishing rods. Please pay attention next time!"

…………

In the live broadcast room.

Lu Ze was also dumbfounded.

Originally, he wanted to eat melon.

As a result, I was late to eat the melon.

He also didn't expect that Liu Gang, the spokesperson, would be so honest. Just a few days after signing the contract, he would take his own fishing rod to participate in the competition.

[The anchor explains. 】

[Why is Snapdragon fishing rod a strategic military material? 】

[And Veyron. 】

[Damn it, I bought a Veyron two days ago. The water meter won’t be checked, right? 】

[Selling a fishing rod, why does it become a munition? 】

[The anchor speaks! 】

Before Lu Ze could explain the netizen’s problem.

Liu Gang roared deeply into his soul on the screen.

"Boss Lu, what's going on? Why did your fishing rod become a contraband!?"

Lu Ze touched his head.

Somewhat embarrassed.

"Sorry, Teacher Liu, I forgot to tell you, this fishing rod is used by the Air Force."