radicalducati Chapter 134
Chapter 134
After that, although the woman named Taylor asked Li Changsheng's phone number or contact information, Li Changsheng refused on the grounds that he did not.
First, he really didn't want to get involved with the other party, and second, he really didn't have the contact information that the other party said, and he had to get a new local calling card when he went to San Sisko City this time.
Of course, the previous mobile phone card can also be used, but there may be some communication links with the local area here.
There was no word along the way, although the service on the plane was very good, but after getting used to it, I didn't think it was interesting.
Li Changsheng spent most of his time reading medical books, and this time he had some books in his backpack except for a few clothes.
Many of them are books on traditional Chinese medicine, as well as atlas of human muscles, meridian acupuncture points, etc., and a few books that explain the fighting arts of various countries.
This is also what Li Changsheng plans to learn by himself recently, Chinese medicine he does not seek to reach the point of national hands, at least he has to encounter some problems can be treated by himself, and simple dislocation or joint damage muscle damage can be solved by himself.
Even this is mixed with a war emergency treatment book, without him is a free M country, shooting every one, he is really afraid of being shot in this foreign country.
Thinking about the generation of young masters of national arts, one day they actually died under the black gun, it is somewhat humiliating.
For firearms, Li Changsheng is not afraid to face it now, but he is afraid that a shot will suddenly come from behind or even in a dark corner.
When facing head-on, he can make the opponent unable to shoot within five steps, the probability of dodging more than ten steps is 10%, and the probability of dodging and being hit is 20%.
Considering that most of these gunmen are civilians in country M, not professional gunmen, this probability needs to be increased.
"Go to country M or try to keep a low profile, no matter how high the martial arts are, I am afraid of guns, the times have really changed."
Li Changsheng sighed secretly in his heart, after all, now is not the era of the existence of masters such as Sun Lutang and Yang Luchan.
At that time, they could take away several guns in one go, and they could dodge several volleys, which is certainly very powerful, but the rate of fire and performance of firearms in those days were also problems.
If it is a modern gunshot created by high-precision industrial machine tools, it is unknown whether those masters of national arts can still achieve this amazing achievement.
The flight flew for fifteen hours, until three or four o'clock the next afternoon, when the plane landed slowly on the runway of a foreign airport.
Through the window, looking at the advertising slogans composed of various letters outside the window, Li Changsheng was slightly sad, he was considered to have gone abroad.
What he didn't expect was that many people were excited to go abroad for the first time, but he was sad about loss.
Especially when he stepped out of the plane and looked at all kinds of foreigners with blonde hair and brown hair and different hair colors around him, Li Changsheng inexplicably felt a little unsteady.
There were very few with black hair and Asian faces, and there were only twenty compatriots on this flight, but they seemed to have come here to work.
They all dragged their suitcases and held mobile phones while talking while hurrying.
Only Li Changsheng stood here looking out of place.
"The old man said that someone was arranged for me to pick me up."
Walking out of the airport, all kinds of people holding signs came into view, and Li Changsheng glanced at them, because these were all names composed of letters.
Li Changsheng was really confused.
But soon, Li Changsheng found that in the back sign, he clearly saw a somewhat crooked Chinese character, which said 'Li'.
Seeing this, Li Changsheng hesitated slightly, and squeezed through the crowd with his bag on his back and leaned towards the man.
When he came to this person, Li Changsheng found that this person was not a compatriot, nor was he Old Master Zhang.
It's a black guy, probably eighteen or twenty years old.
From the appearance, Li Changsheng is difficult to judge the actual age of the foreigner, but the probability is this age.
The other party is not tall, about one meter seven, and his body is fat.
The hair is the short curly shape of blacks and the signature sausage mouth common to blacks, and the face is round and rolling, which is very pleasant.
If the other party instantly turns into a hip-hop master, this Li Changsheng will not be surprised at all.
However, this man's skin color is not dark, which is also not surprising, most of the blacks on this side of country M are already impure in blood.
It's just that Li Changsheng was a little hesitant, the other party is a black brother, could it be a mistake?
In other words, what is the old man's house doing? Foreign trade?
Li Changsheng was really confused about this, after all, his old man really hadn't mentioned much about his son.
"Hey, man, is that Mr. Lee?"
Li Changsheng's side was still hesitating, and the black boy was the first to speak when he saw this.
The other party spoke English, but the words were simple, so Li Changsheng could understand it.
"Yes.... I am.... But, are you Zhang, please come and pick me up? "
Because Li Changsheng doesn't understand many English words very well, he can only use Zhang to replace Zhang Youdao, but the name of the Xia Guo is obvious in Country M, so as long as the other party nods, then it will not be wrong, the other party is indeed sent by Zhang Youdao.
Sure enough, this fat little black nodded, he quickly smiled and nodded, but still a little apprehensive:
"Oh, God, Mr. Li, you said wrong, you didn't invite me over, but sent me over." And Master Zhang is very powerful, I adore him! Saying
that, I saw that this Xiao Hei put on a very pompous kung fu move, and I don't know where he learned it, and Li Changsheng couldn't see where the routine was anyway.
"Hah! Xia Guo Kung Fu! It's this! I
saw him put away his posture, give a thumbs up, and grin out a mouth of big white teeth.
Li Changsheng also smiled and nodded, but his brain was a little confused.
"Did the old man open a martial arts hall in country M? Master? It should be a master, right?
Li Changsheng wondered if this little black fat man had a non-standard pronunciation.
Next, Xiao Hei enthusiastically helped Li Changsheng carry his bag, and took Li Changsheng all the way to the parking lot outside.
This Xiao Hei drove over, a local taxi of some age, looking at the body that had obviously lost some paint, and the frustration when it started, Li Changsheng suspected that this car was no less than ten years old.
Xiao Hei's car skills are good, and he is very talkative, and his mouth has not stopped since he got into the car.
Li Changsheng was also not annoyed, listening quietly, occasionally replying a few words, mainly to exercise his listening and reading skills.
If it was before, Li Changsheng would definitely not be able to master English too quickly, even if he had a certain foundation before, if he wanted to master it thoroughly, it was estimated that he would have to live here for a few years.
And now it's different, there is a system to solidify the memory, the words Xiao Hei said after half-guessing and half-understanding the meaning, and then the same type of vocabulary he can quickly understand.
Therefore, unconsciously, Li Changsheng can almost listen to conventional words without hindrance, especially the local swear words that come out of the other party's mouth from time to time, and he understands it thoroughly.
From this Xiao Hei's description, Li Changsheng also knew his name, named Antoine. Martin.