The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 1158 Where Are You Going?

Li Changan looked at these three people, without giving them time to react, he shouted sharply: "The great XXX will live a long and healthy life, and the great XXX will walk forever in the glory of Mount Paektu!"

When the three soldiers heard Mr. Jin's name, they immediately stood up straight and shouted frantically together.

Li Chang'an's eyes were bright, and the pupil art in his left eye swept across the eyes of the three of them, who were easily subdued while shouting frenzied slogans.

Their eyes became a little dull.

Li Changan said in a low voice: "Let the others retreat, and you drive me away from the airport."

The three of them turned around stiffly, Li Changan wiped his sweat, and one of them turned back, his eyes began to be puzzled.

At this time, Wan Guiyi in Li Chang'an's left hand appeared, exhaled a breath of black air, and rushed into the man's nostrils.

The determined bodyguard finally gave in and turned to leave.

Li Changan looked at the old ghost in his palm unexpectedly.

These days, Wan Guiyi is the first time to take the initiative to help.

Seeing Li Changan's weird eyes, Wan Guiyi's skull showed a smiling expression: "I suddenly feel that it is a very good opportunity to parasitize in Chang'an Daojun's body. It's interesting. Together, we are invincible!"

Li Changan snorted, Wan Guiyi smiled lowly: "But it's time for you to practice your pupil technique, it's simply a lie."

The low-level ecstasy, using the magic power in the pupils to release, is indeed deceiving to real monks.

But this low-level method of hypnosis is Li Changan's only ability at present.

In addition, there is the dishonest Wanguiyi in the palm, and there are still 1000 years of wisdom.

The captain drove over, Li Changan got into the car, and left the airport without anyone noticing.

The current control over these three people can only last for a few hours, so Li Changan immediately ordered them to stop after leaving the airport.

"I need the casual clothes of a member of the Fenghuo team, a certificate, and a pistol!"

Mr. Jin's personal guard captain, it is too easy to get these things.

On the dark side of the road outside the airport, Li Changan changed into a navy blue uniform, an improved military uniform, a bit like a Chinese tunic suit, and a red book with a beacon logo on it.

Li Changan opened the red book, saw the photo and name on it, nodded, and the captain passed over a gun in a daze.

Li Changan took a look. It was not bad. It was an imitation Browning pistol in North Koryo, with the silver logo of Mt. Paektu on it.

Contrary to what many people think, although Mr. Jin is a young leader, he has always wanted to develop his country's industry. It is his will to let his personal guards use the pistols produced in North Korea!

Of course, he may not know that every part of this imitation Browning gun, including the bullets, is imported.

Li Changan let the three of them get into the car and let them sleep.

Wan Guiyi was a little surprised: "Don't kill them?"

Li Changan snorted: "When they wake up, they will definitely be scared to death. As long as I don't expose them, they will never say anything. This is caused by the high-pressure policy of the dictatorship. Their loyalty is based on survival. Up."

He seized all the money of the three soldiers.

There is really not much money. According to the current exchange rate between North Korean currency and Huaxia currency, 1 Huaxia currency is equivalent to 130 North Korean yuan...

Li Changan looked at the face value of tens of thousands of yuan in his hand, which was about a hundred yuan in Huaxia coins.

But he also found a lot of tickets.

All kinds of tickets include meal tickets, food tickets, meat tickets, cloth tickets, and special tickets for dance halls, restaurants, and entertainment venues.

In North Korea, money is actually not important, because all the luxury places in big cities, whether it is shops or restaurants, are consumed by special tickets, and you can't buy anything with money.

Li Changan was walking in the busy city of Pyongyang. In the quiet city, only the central area was lit at night.

He found a nice hotel, at least on the surface.

After entering, the proprietress in traditional attire looked at him suspiciously and at his uniform.

Li Changan showed his little red book, and as soon as the beacon sign appeared, the landlady's legs went limp, and she immediately opened up the best room. Li Changan left a ticket, entered the room, and fell asleep.

In the early hours of the morning, the proprietress brought radish broth, sauerkraut, pickled peppers, and fresh rice.

I have to say that the rice in North Korea is really fragrant, very fragrant, pickled cabbage, pickled peppers and radish meat are delicious, with a kind of original ecological feeling.

When Li Changan left, he specially left three cloth tickets and one ballroom ticket.

The proprietress was very grateful and sent him away respectfully.

When he was about to leave, the proprietress looked at him strangely.

Li Changan thought for a while before realizing: "The great comrade XXX will always be healthy!"

With tears in her eyes, the proprietress was so excited that she shouted hoarsely.

After leaving the door, Wan Guiyi shouted unbearably: "Li Chang'an, Mr. Li, I beg you, let's get out of this damn place quickly."

Wan Guiyi, an old ghost who is hundreds of years old, can't stand it anymore, this North Korea is really cowhide!
Li Changan walked sideways in the city of Pyongyang, and when he met someone with malicious intentions, he immediately showed his little red book. No one knew the reputation of the Fenghuo group.

This is Mr. Jin's personal organization. The name of the beacon group comes from the place where the Kangpanshi family of the Jin family's grandmother lived.

Beongho-ri area, Gangdong County, Pyongyang City.

The members of the Fenghuo Group are all the children of high-ranking officials in North Korea. Most of them studied at prestigious schools such as Il Sung Comprehensive University and the College of Foreign Languages. They received strict military training and had extraordinary power.

Li Changan got this identity, Wan Guiyi thought he would do something big, but who knows, Li Changan walked around and came to the library.

The largest library in North Korea, on the sixth floor, is full of maps.

After Li Changan showed his ID, the library specially sent a beautiful girl to serve him.

"I want to find a comparison table of the current map of the Hanju area in the Silla era!" Li Changan said in a proficient North Korean dialect.

The girl quickly found maps for him, two large maps, and one was a long-preserved map from the Tang Dynasty in the 7th century AD.

Goryeo did not leave behind certain ancient cultures, and the ancient maps used today were still drawn by Tang people.

Li Changan looked at the map of the Datong River area in Hanzhou and found a place called Qinglong County. This place is now in Dongcang County, North Pingan Province. It is called Qinglong Labor Area, which is equivalent to a town in Huaxia.

Li Changan was very satisfied and found the place he wanted to go.

He rummaged through the materials in the library for a while, then came out, bought a ticket, did not take the train, but sat in that old-fashioned red passenger car, and headed slowly towards Dongcang County.

"Where are you going?" Wan Guiyi asked in a low voice in his palm.

Li Changan sat in the back row, and there were very few people in the car. He whispered to his left hand: "Let's dig a grave..."

(End of this chapter)