Half an hour later, the plane landed smoothly at Penang International Airport.
Ye Hao and others were sitting in first class, so they got off the plane as soon as possible, and there was also a special shuttle bus coming to pick it up.
Several Nanyang people who were slapped in the face by Ye Hao took the lead and got into the car first. The Nanyang thief took out his cell phone, took a few photos at Ye Hao without restraint, and then sneered.
Ten minutes later, the shuttle bus arrived at the entry and exit inspection entrance outside the waiting hall.
"You, stop!"
Hundreds of passengers were inspected one by one, and all the people in front were released.
But when it was Ye Hao's turn, a female employee in a uniform stopped Ye Hao.
Her eyes were filled with scrutiny, looking up and down at Ye Hao, while also looking disgusted.
Not far away, the Nanyang thief sneered.
According to international aviation law, Nanyang really cannot hold Ye Hao responsible for what happened on the plane.
But they have a way to deal with Ye Hao.
Soon, Ye Hao was watched by several high-sized security guards at the airport and walked to the isolation area beside him for further inspection.
Ye Hao's expression was indifferent, but many passengers in the South China Sea smiled at Ye Hao, and some people stretched out their hands to wipe their necks.
They thought it was known with their toes that Ye Hao would be quarantined and inspected, it must be because of what happened on the plane.
It is obviously not my own country, but I don’t know how to restrain myself, but instead I am unscrupulous. I deserve this.
"Unlock your phone password and let's check if there is any banned content."
At this moment, several security guards began to search Ye Hao's luggage while messing around, and asked Ye Hao to unlock his phone.
Ye Hao looked at the face of the woman in front of him who had a seven-point similarity to the man in South China just now, and an interesting expression appeared on his face.
"Sir, please hand over your mobile phone password quickly and let us check it, otherwise we will have to repatriate you!"
Seeing that Ye Hao not only did not untie the password of his phone, but also looked like he was still alive. The female employee just now spoke with a calm face.
Ye Hao's eyes fell on the female employee's badge, which contained the three words "Li Zhaodi" written in many languages.
"Steal your phone password?"
"Repay me?"
Ye Hao smiled faintly.
"I'm afraid you don't have this qualification."
"I suggest you call the highest level of people, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of it."
While speaking, Ye Hao casually pulled out a chair and sat down, his expression lightly.
Li Zhaodi and others frowned at the same time, and then looked at Ye Hao with disdain.
This country bumpkin from Daxia spoke so crazy?
Do you want the highest-level person to come?
Who did he think of himself as?
These staff members have seen too many so-called Daxia tyrants. They all came to their Nanyang Kingdom for 20,000 or 50,000 yuan in their own country. After some bang, they were all like their grandsons.
This guy in front of me is probably used to being in the poor place in Daxia, and I don’t know how to write the word “high sky and thick earth”.
At this moment, Li Zhaodi sneered and said, "Ye Hao, right?"
"I don't care who you are."
"I don't care what your identity is."
"But I tell you, your Daxia style will not work in our Nanyang Kingdom!"
"If you have any, just tell me, I can make the decision!"