Chapter 152 Sing it

"The worst I can do today is to become an eternal sinner, and I have to let all the people of Daxia go back! Even if your Free Country holds me accountable and the throne wants to punish me, you can't even think of stopping Daxia from evacuating overseas Chinese!"

Murderous aura stirs!

For a moment, looking at the crazy Bai Zhan, the citizens of the Free Country stepped back step by step!

He really dared to shoot!

"We can pay for the air tickets." A white man suddenly took out a lot of free coins. "As long as you take me away, I can give you the money for the air tickets! Generous air tickets!"

"Oh, the air ticket cost?" Bai Zhan sneered, "Do you know how much it costs for Daxia to send a plane this time? Do you know that Daxia is fighting with the gods now?"

"While we are fighting the gods, we are sending planes to rescue people, just for your flight money?"

"Can you really afford the money for your air ticket? If you really have this money, why don't your Free Country officials pick you up?" Bai Zhan said coldly.

The white man was still a little unconvinced. He pointed at the citizens of Daxia who were queuing to board the plane and said loudly: "Then... then they didn't get the ticket money!"

"The Daxia nationality of my Daxia citizens is their ticket home!" Bai Zhan said solemnly: "That is fate and faith. Can you afford it? Do you have it?"

"As long as you are a citizen of Daxia, I, Daxia, will take you home no matter what the cost. But you are not!"

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

Suddenly, someone cried and begged: "Please, let us go in!"

"We really don't want to die!"

"If we stay here, we will only die! We will only die!"

The mob instantly turned into refugees.

Cries spread like a tide among the crowd. Those who had previously pretended to be fierce and rushed to the boarding stairs were now tearful supplicants.

Who wants to die?

To be honest, what do these citizens of free countries do wrong?

Just to survive!

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhan, who was fearless, felt as if his heart was torn to pieces, but he still gritted his teeth and sighed: "I'm sorry!"

"I want to prioritize the safe evacuation of our Daxia citizens."

"Moreover... you are citizens of the Free State. According to the laws set by your senior officials, we in Daxia have no right to take you away from the borders of the Free State... and the cabin capacity is limited..."

"I'm sorry..." Bai Zhan sighed.

Suddenly, a white man holding a child knelt down and said, "Take my child away, please!"

One by one, the citizens of the Free Country knelt down.

On the other side, the Daxia people who lined up in an orderly manner couldn't help but have red eyes when they saw this scene.

Bai Zhan looked at the citizens of the Free Country kneeling on the ground and sighed.

Daxia people are still kind after all.

"Forget it, even if I will be questioned by your senior officials in the future...Soldiers, come here and bring these babies up. Others line up, ladies first, the elderly and the weak first...After all the citizens of Daxia board the plane, can you Just take a few, take a few, it’s good to have one more alive, and we’ll send you back to the free country later.”

"Why should the old and the weak be given priority?" A white man suddenly shouted loudly.

Bai Zhan looked at him expressionlessly: "This is my Daxia rule! If you don't want to, you can get out!"

And right now.

The middle-aged Daxia man who came all the way with his wife panted and pushed aside the crowd, walked up to Bai Zhan, took out his ID card and passport: "I am a citizen of Daxia, General Bai Zhan..."

"Then what are you writing on here?" Bai Zhan looked at the ID speechlessly, waved his hand and urged: "Hurry up and get in line!"

"But..." The Daxia man hesitated, "My wife is not from Daxia... If she can't board the plane, it's okay. I can stay with her... My child is a Daxia nationality. All I want is General Bai, take them back and help me take care of them..."

"Let's just say...Dad went with their mother..."

He turned to look at his wife and two children behind him, with incomparable love and determination in his eyes.

The moment the white wife heard these words, she burst into tears and trembled: "You, you don't have to do this... you can live..."

Seeing a life-and-death farewell about to take place.

But Bai Zhan interrupted directly: "What's the matter? If your wife marries someone from Daxia, she will be Daxia's wife. Stop making trouble and hurry up with your children and wife. Are you filming here?"

"Can, can you go up?!" The Daxia man's voice trembled.

Bai Zhan looked at this Daxia man in confusion: "You can stay if you want..."

"No, no, no," the Daxia man was so surprised that he couldn't help hugging Bai Zhan, then turned around, waved and shouted, "Honey, bring the kids over quickly! We can board the plane!"

The wife was also filled with unbelievable joy. She quickly ran from the crowd to the Daxia man, looked at Bai Zhan, and bowed gratefully.

"We will never forget Daxia's help!"

"When it comes to Daxia, I will change my nationality!"

"This time I have seen through the Free Country. I want to be a Daxia person like my husband!"

Bai Zhan looked helpless and urged impatiently: "Are you filming here too? Come up quickly! Don't leave any ink!"

The white wife and the Daxia man held their two children and ran quickly to queue up to register.

While running, the white wife held her husband's hand and whispered, "Thank you, dear."

She is extremely lucky that she has a Daxia husband!

Moreover, this Daxia husband has always been thinking about him. Along the way, she saw many white men leaving their wives and running for their lives.

"Thank me for fucking me." Daxia man said subconsciously: "You'd better thank Daxia."

The red color on the plane is so bright.

Seeing this scene, the citizens of the Free Country who were stopped by Bai Zhan all looked at him with envy and jealousy.

"It would be great if I were from Daxia...I can board the plane now..."

A few women with good brains shouted loudly: "Is there a man from Daxia here? I want to marry him! Get married where we are!"

But right now.

In the crowd, a shrewd light flashed in the eyes of an Asian-faced man. He took a deep breath, walked up to Bai Zhan, and pretended to be calm: "General, in fact, I am also from Daxia, Smecta."

He speaks Chinese, surprisingly fluently.

Bai Zhan was stunned for a moment, looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, frowned and said, "ID card."

"It's lost." The middle-aged man replied confidently.

Bai Zhan said calmly: "A passport will do, too."

The middle-aged man said calmly: "It was too confusing just now and I lost it. I am really from Daxia, so please let me go up first."

He was very good at calculating. As long as he insisted that he would lose it, how could the Daxia general in front of him be sure whether he was from Daxia?

"It's okay if you lose it." Bai Zhan nodded: "Sing the national song."

"Little Swallow, wear floral clothes..."

"Pah!" Bai Zhan slapped the middle-aged man away: "Get out!"