Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-One Sending Guns and Cars
The driver smiled: "Hey brother, don't worry, he will be fine. As long as he tells the traffic police that he is sending your Chinese friends, the police will not embarrass them. Brothers from China, what do you call them?"
, you can call me Mudesa, are you going to the embassy? If something really happens, it may not be as useful for you to go to the embassy as to go to our police!"
While driving, the driver told Yu Yang that this was the third time today that he had heard this sentence. It would be better to find the Pakistani police than to find the embassy. Yu Yang coughed twice: "Thank you, my name is Yu."
Yang, you can call me Lao Yu and he is Lao Fu, but we are here to do something, not in trouble. By the way, you can send this friend to his destination first, we are not in a hurry!"
Yu Yang noticed the white man sitting in the passenger seat. He didn’t know which country he was from. Anyway, from the moment Yu Yang got in the car, he had a look of embarrassment on his face. Get rid of it. I took a taxi for these two taxis. Why are you halfway there?
People, don’t you ask your own opinion? Forget it if you don’t ask yourself, you have to talk to yourself!
Even if you don’t say anything to yourself, you have to take the other person to the destination first, get rid of it, and get on the bus first, okay? First come, first served, understand? And you don’t even ask yourself, get rid of yourself. You are an American, and you can hear it.
Do you understand English? Do you want this? This white man felt deeply insulted.
After hearing what Yu Yang said, the driver remembered that there was another person in the car, touched his head, looked at the white man and asked in English: "Hey, man, can I send my Chinese friend to the embassy first? You
You won’t have any objections, right?”
After the driver finished speaking, he looked at the white man with a smile on his face. His subtext was, if you don't agree, I won't take you.
The American smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay. You send them there first!" After the American finished speaking, he shook his head helplessly. What could he say? He was also very desperate. He was unfamiliar with this place.
If he was thrown aside, he would have to take a taxi again, who knows what else he would encounter.
"Okay, that's good. I hope you don't mind. The Chinese friend may be a little anxious!" After the driver finished speaking, he started to speed up. Yu Yang really wanted to tell the driver that he was really not in a hurry, not at all.
But I was embarrassed not to give others face, so I had to acquiesce.
The Americans lowered their heads and wanted to say, I also have something urgent to do. Can you send me away first? But before coming here, the Americans also knew about Pakistan. They thought it was just a rumor, but after seeing it, they
I really understand what Bati is, and there is really a big gap between my treatment and the treatment of Chinese people!
Yu Yang looked at the embarrassed American guy and handed over two bananas: "Brother, please eat something, sorry!"
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm not in a hurry!" The American took the banana with some embarrassment and started eating it silently.
In the following time, the driver named Mudesa started a new round of language offensive. The content was similar to that of the previous driver. He kept introducing various tourist attractions in Pakistan to Yu Yang, but Yu Yang and Lao Fu had already heard
After passing it, he still listened very seriously. This is a kind of respect for others.
"Hey, man, there's been a bit of chaos in some places recently. Wait a minute, I'll prepare some weapons for you!" The driver saw a checkpoint in front of him, suddenly stopped the car, and walked over.
Yu Yang looked at the driver with some boredom. After a while, the driver handed Yu Yang an AK47 and a pistol: "Hey, brothers, take your weapons. When you go out to play and encounter danger,
You can use it, brothers, can you shoot?"
Yu Yang and Lao Fu looked at each other. They were basically gunners. Just as they were about to nod, the driver took the AK over and said, "This is the safety. After opening the safety, pull the bolt.
It’s time to shoot!”
Yu Yang nodded, then turned off the weapon's safety and removed the magazine: "This weapon we really don't need, we are here to..."
The driver pretended not to hear: "I heard that you are not allowed to play with guns anywhere. If there is no danger, you can also find an open space to play with guns. When you leave, you can just hand it over to whoever you want!"
Yu Yang and Lao Fu looked at each other, feeling really helpless. Yu Yang had seen a post before, where a Chinese young man rode to Pakistan, and met Pakistani soldiers on the road. They were afraid that the Chinese young man would be in danger alone, so they
He was given an AK47, but he couldn't refuse. He could only tie the weapon to his back seat. Yu Yang thought it was too fake before, but now, he had to believe it. What he said seemed to be true.
Lao Fu and Yu Yang looked at each other, while the white man had his eyes wide open. What are you doing? Why can the Chinese have guns and directly give them to them without any formalities? Why are the inspections so strict when they enter the customs? Turn around and look
Yu Yang: "Hey guys, when you went through customs, did they check your suitcases?"
Yu Yang and Lao Fu were stunned for a moment. Check the suitcase? It seems that they have never encountered such a thing. When he and Lao Fu went through the customs, they seemed to take out their visas and left directly after passing the security check. The rest seemed to be
Nothing happens.
"Um, it seems not. Have you checked?"
The American shrugged helplessly. He didn't want to talk now, he really didn't want to talk. What was the promise that Americans were citizens of the world? What about the promised privileges? Why were they discriminated against when they arrived in Pakistan?
Yu Yang and Lao Fu looked at each other, understanding the sadness in the American's heart, and shook their heads helplessly. They really didn't do anything. After coming out of the airport, they just took a taxi to the embassy, and the result???
??I encountered so many things.
The driver drove very fast. After about half an hour, the driver slowly stopped the car: "Hey, brothers, you are here. This is the embassy. I will get your luggage!"
After the driver finished speaking, he handed the luggage to Yu Yang and Lao Fu, then got in the car and prepared to leave. Yu Yang left and took out a handful of money and handed it to the driver. The driver immediately shook his head: "No, my brother, you give the money to me."
Just keep it!" After saying that, he drove away directly.
Yu Yang and Lao Fu looked at each other, and met another guy who didn't want to pay for the fare. Are Pakistani taxi drivers so rich? But then, the two of them smiled. Pakistan Railway is well-deserved.
ps: Giving away guns is news, no fare is required, this is something I really... encountered...
