It turns out that although this intermediary was ruthless and steady in the attack, he did what he said.

The visa matter was almost done in an instant. It was said that it was half a day, but in fact it was just a circle in the boardroom, which was added up to no more than half an hour, and everything was done. Zhang Cheng had already had a tourist visa on his passport. The next thing went smoothly. Zhang Cheng easily passed the security check and got on the plane. It should be noted that the security personnel thought that Zhang Cheng's lightweight and simple operation was a bit outrageous. Maybe it was a free time period, so they checked Zhang Cheng's personal belongings and his whole body. Not to mention anything else, even the cards in his top pocket were drawn out and they looked at them one by one.

However, cards are just cards after all. In the current legal system, no matter what card you bring to the plane, it is allowed.

Zhang Cheng also heard a security officer who looked like a small official and said softly to his companion. Although he couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, he could still hear that the tone was full of doubts.

Tsk, it seems to be a bit too much... Sure enough, should I take out some of the things and put them in my backpack?

However, in the end, Zhang Cheng got on the plane smoothly. This plane was very empty, with very few passengers in the entire cabin, so you didn't have to care about the seat at all. Not to mention Zhang Cheng, even the bear didn't know when it got out of the card and looked at the outside world through the plane's porthole with him.

At this time, the plane was flying smoothly, and you could see that the sea of ​​clouds had been thrown at your feet in the distance. Although the yellow bear could fly (Zhang Cheng had witnessed it with his own eyes before), it was obviously not so high. The little bear was stunned when he looked at the sea of ​​clouds below.

"Is this... the feeling of flying in the sky?" said the bear. "This thing..." it suddenly became excited. "Can you take it away?"

Although the plane is large, Xiao Xiong has known about taking a plane before, and also knows that the planes are actually big and small. Large planes (for example, this one at this moment) are hard to say, but those small plane brigade mages should be able to take them away.

"No, I can't drive a plane. This thing is the same as a car, and requires special driving skills." Zhang Cheng also felt a pity. As a brigade master, he knew that he had the ability to take a plane to another world. The problem was that he couldn't drive. If he couldn't drive, it would be a waste. But at this moment, he had secretly decided in his heart that he must learn all skills such as motorcycles, cars, planes, ships, etc. in the future. Anyway, such things are just a card for brigade master.

Of course, this is not the most urgent thing. The most urgent thing is that he must get enough guns and bullets, and learn how to use guns. He needs more cards to survive the upcoming danger in the other world.

When he spoke, his attention was also attracted by the scenery outside the window and the bear, so that he did not notice the rushing footsteps.

"Sir," the person who spoke was a flight attendant. She was surprised to see the white puppy (a bear) in Zhang Cheng's arms. How did this passenger take the dog on the plane? This is explicitly prohibited! "How did you take the dog..."

The flight attendant was not here to distribute food or drinks, but just wanted to go to the toilet behind. So she moved so quickly that Zhang Cheng had no time to react.

"You've read it wrong." Zhang Cheng quickly twisted his body and covered the bear in front of him.

A hint of anger appeared on the stewardess' face, but after all, he was professional. "Sir, pets cannot be taken on the plane."

"I didn't bring anything." Zhang Cheng turned his head again and spread his hands innocently.

The flight attendant couldn't help but blink, and Zhang Cheng was empty and had nothing. The puppy just now was gone.

By the way, although this dog is not big, it is a plane, and there is really no corner or gap to hide.

The flight attendant asked Zhang Cheng to get up in confusion, checked around her, and then apologized to Zhang Cheng. She went to work on her own affairs again. When she returned to her position, she was still a little dazed. Was she really too tired? After hesitating for a while, she secretly stood up again, using the seat as a cover, and approached Zhang Cheng's position again.

Sure enough...the dog is indeed there!

The flight attendant looked at it carefully, immediately stood up and walked over. "Sir..." Before she finished speaking, she saw Zhang Cheng sitting in the seat with his hands innocently spreading his hands. The chair was empty, where was there any white puppy?

"Are you... a magician?" The flight attendant blinked and thought of this possibility.

This is a fresh explanation, but Zhang Cheng neither admitted nor denied it, but just smiled slightly.

He was not worried. After all, if there was no evidence, the flight attendant could not do anything to him, right?

"If I were to turn a little magic," the flight attendant was not old, and probably at the same level as Zhang Cheng. This situation made her a little curious. "I just pretended that I didn't know anything, otherwise I would tell them that you brought the dog up!" She said confidently. "Although you have deceived my eyes, can you deceive everyone's eyes?"

Although Zhang Cheng knew that no one could find out, he didn't want to make things worse. He recalled the magicians pretended to be mysterious and exaggerated gestures that he had seen on TV, so he pulled his clothes and signaled that there was nothing in his clothes. Then he reached into the clothes and pressed a card in his underwear pocket.

In the eyes of the flight attendant, she saw the magician pull out a bottle of mineral water in the thin clothes that could not hide anything...the kind in Wahaha's large bottle. Then she opened the bottle and took a sip.

In fact, it would be fine to take out a bottle, but the magician then took out another bottle and handed the second bottle to the flight attendant.

She was surprised to hold the mineral water bottle in her hand, and then watched the magician take out the third bottle of mineral water from her pocket and shake it at her. Then, the magician stuffed the third bottle back into her underwear pocket and straightened her chest, indicating that she could come and check it out.

The flight attendant curiously reached out and touched the magician's clothes for a few times. It was a place where there was definitely no bottle of mineral water, but he couldn't find anything. Not to mention that he had found three bottles in a row just now, it was really magical and interesting.

Moreover, as we all know, the airport security does not allow passengers to enter with liquid drinks. However, if she can use such tricks in front of her, it is obviously even more difficult to deceive the airport security personnel.

"How did it do it?" The flight attendant couldn't help asking. However, as expected, the magician made a "silence" action, indicating that the secret of heaven should not be revealed.

Although she was not satisfied with her curiosity, the flight attendant finally gave up on her investigation. She smiled at Zhang Cheng, turned around and left with mineral water. She kept her promise and treated her as if she hadn't seen what happened just now. Zhang Cheng sat in the way with a little bear.

At dusk, Zhang Cheng walked off the plane.

To be honest, if you cross half of the earth in one day, if you put it in ancient times, the gods and immortals will fly into the clouds and fog. Not to mention the little bear, even Zhang Cheng sometimes sighs at the magic of modern technology.

Unlike what he expected, he originally thought that what he saw in the United States would be a luxurious and high-end airport, but in reality he saw a large building that could only be called a dilapidated one. It was not the kind of broken place. It was nothing strange if it leaked even on rainy days.

Fortunately, the other things were normal all the way. Zhang Cheng looked at the environment in a foreign country and slowly went through various inspections. Finally, he came to the pick-up exit. The tour guide had already contacted him and the local receptionist was waiting for him at the airport.

As expected, after going out, Zhang Cheng saw his ground connection without much effort. It was a typical European and American man with blonde hair and blue eyes and a tall figure. He was not very old and felt that he was about the same as Zhang Cheng. Zhang Cheng was quite medium-sized, and he couldn't resist the foreigner being taller than him... It was at least 1.85 meters tall or 1.95 meters tall. The foreigner was wearing a very fit camouflage uniform with a military posture. However, if you know anything about the military uniforms of various countries on earth, you will know that this camouflage uniform is definitely a private customization and has nothing to do with any military uniform in any country. It was completely made by an unknown manufacturer (probably a clothing factory in China).

The foreigner held a sign in his hand, and the words "Zhang Cheng" were written in ugly Chinese, which was probably the level of a first and second grade student in elementary school. Although ugly is ugly, it can still be seen.

"Zhang Cheng?" The other party quickly noticed Zhang Cheng. He took out his cell phone, maybe comparing the photos, and immediately threw away the sign in his hand and hugged him up. "Dear friend, welcome you!"

This enthusiasm makes it difficult for the restrained Chinese to accept. Fortunately, the foreigner seems to know this.

"My name is Thomas, my dear friend, welcome to the United States!" He looked at Zhang Cheng proudly, and unexpectedly saw that he had no suitcase, only a simple bag. He could only be considered a carry-on bag, and he could not even hold a few sets of underwear. "Your luggage?" Thomas's words were very stiff and not standard, but communication was indeed fine.

"That's it." Zhang Cheng didn't want to say that he made all the things he carried into cards for convenience. He originally thought it was so easy, but now he felt that this was a bit more obvious and too conspicuous. He knew he should have a suitcase out, but now he wouldn't regret it.

Thomas took Zhang Cheng out of the airport. Although it was almost dusk, the light was still very good. So Zhang Cheng saw a not-so-good car waiting for him in the parking lot. Or you can follow a more appropriate word "classic car". When the car starts up, even if you sit on the cushion, you can feel the whole body trembling violently.

Why do I feel that it seems unreliable? But if I want to say where it is unreliable, I can't tell you why... The tour guide has already said that it is not professionally picked up, but the staff at the shooting range.

The car quickly got on the road.

"Dear friend, welcome to the United States, no, the best shooting range in the world!" Thomas is a familiar car, and his car started to talk quickly. "Our magical arrow shooting range. Here you will enjoy high-quality services that are hard to enjoy in other places, and see many things you have never seen before."

Well, this posture is very similar to the snails that are playing tricks in the martial arts world, but Zhang Cheng already knew in advance that he was an employee of the shooting range. The employees naturally have to brag about their own units. Of course, just listen to this kind of bragging, don't take it seriously. Zhang Cheng really doesn't think that such a small place will have the best shooting range in the world. This is not a world-recognized ranking.

"I have a small suggestion, do you want to listen?" Thomas suddenly said, looking at Zhang Cheng's "listen for now".

"What suggestions?" Zhang Cheng asked.

"You can stay in a quality hotel that we specially prepare for our guests," said Thomas. "There are all the best decoration, luxury furniture, water, electricity, and gas. If you don't want to cook by yourself, you can choose the staff restaurant at the shooting range. Of course, takeout is fine."

“Where is this hotel?”

"Just next to the shooting range, you can walk to the shooting range. You can have a lot of time to practice guns." Seeing Zhang Cheng not saying anything, without a clear attitude of rejection, Thomas was overjoyed and immediately replied.

"No, thank you." Zhang Cheng replied. The hotel next to the shooting range? Sorry, although I came to practice guns, I still think the hotel next to the shooting range is a bit too dangerous. "The agency has booked a hotel for me, and I remember it is in the city. You should be able to get to the shooting range by calling a taxi, and it is very convenient to enter and exit. By the way, where did you learn Chinese?" He changed the topic.

"I can get a Chinese score for elective courses in college, don't look at me like this."

When they were talking, they had already left the suburbs and entered the city. Perhaps because they were not far from their original purpose, that hotel, Thomas was obviously determined to struggle again.

"Believe me, Zhang Cheng, living in the city is not a good choice," Thomas slowed down and pointed to a place outside the window. "Look at that."

"What is this?" Zhang Cheng noticed that the building was a bit different.

"The police station in the city," Thomas explained. "Look at the words next to the bar gate."

Zhang Cheng followed Thomas's point of view and it was a sign with "wedon'tdial911".

Damn, this means...we will never ask the police for help?

Fools also understand that there must be frequent hooligans causing trouble or drunken fights in places like bars, and such signs are hung in such places... It can only be said that the people in Texas are strong and well-known. Although Zhang Cheng knew this before he came. In fact, he was attracted by this.

"Dear friend, you know a little, it's not safe here," said Thomas.

"This city..." Zhang Cheng also felt the smell of something wrong.
Chapter completed!