Global ghosts: start living in the phantom murder room

They speak Nanbang.

The two sat aside and kept talking, getting louder and louder, making everyone around them frown.

Qin Yi took off the earphones and touched the man's shoulder.

"Sir, could you please keep your voice down?"

The man glanced at him, murmured something, then turned his head to continue talking and laughing with his wife.

Even took out the phone and played the video, the sound was deafening.

Someone immediately called the airport staff to stop it.

The staff spoke to the two in a foreign language.

But the man kept talking in Nanbang without stopping, and his voice was still very loud.

It even showed contempt and ridicule.

In the end, he deliberately pushed the staff with a look of disdain.

"What the hell is he talking about?"

The people around are inexplicable.

"I have learned Nanbang dialect, and he kept saying that he doesn't understand other languages, let's communicate with him in Nanbang dialect, otherwise he won't change anything!"

Qin Yi took out his mobile phone, called up the instant translation software, and recorded the man's words.

Sure enough, that's what they said. They have been asking everyone to speak Nanbang, and that Nanbang is the language that a big country should have. Everyone should learn it, otherwise it is rubbish.

Qin Yi sneered, knowing that this guy was deliberately disgusting people.

He stood up, activated his spirit claws, and patted him on the shoulder.

It seemed to be a slight touch, but in fact, it had already hurt the soul of the other party.

Only slightly hurt.

The man shivered violently, shaking his body.

Although he was still awake, he suddenly felt extremely exhausted and slumped down on the chair.

His face was pale, his head covered in cold sweat, he kept shaking, and he groaned in pain.

This time, the woman became anxious, and hurriedly shouted in broken Qinglong language:

"Save him, come quickly, save him!"

"This bitch will say what we say, they did it on purpose just now!"

When the people around heard this, they all accused him.

"Damn it, Nan Bang is disgusting!"

"Take a picture and post it on the Internet, so that people all over the world can see Nan Bang's face!"

Someone immediately uploaded the whole process to the Internet.

"Video, don't post it!"

The woman saw it and immediately went to grab the phone.

"You are here disrupting public order, making loud noises, and making trouble on purpose. We have the right to expose your bad deeds!"

The person who took the video was furious.

"You have no rights, we are not from your country, we, Nanbang country, Nanbang country is good, you are not good!"

The woman growled unreasonably.

The people around were suddenly furious.

An old man said sharply:

"Listen, this is Qinglong Kingdom. If you violate the laws and regulations of Qinglong Kingdom, you will be sanctioned by Qinglong Kingdom!"

"Old trash, shut up!"

Like a shrew, she punched the old man.

Qin Yi suddenly made a move.

He blocked the punch and slapped him with a backhand!

"Snapped!"

It was so loud that the waiting hall echoed.

"Okay, good play!"

Everyone around applauded.

"Ah, you dare to hit me, you trash hit me!"

The woman screamed wildly, put on the posture of Nanbang Fist, and kicked him on the head with a roundabout.

This feeble kick was easily blocked by Qin Yi.

"Find a fight!"

He kicked her in the chest.

The woman fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Hahaha!"

Everyone around burst into laughter.

"What happened?"

The airport police came to check on the situation.

"These two Nanbang people made a lot of noise, didn't listen to advice, and beat the old man with their hands. This young man acted bravely and knocked down the shrew!"

The staff said with relief.

"Have you all seen it?"