The super son-in-law of the female president

Qin Fan spat on the ground.

"Mom, egg, Americans landed on the moon again?"

"What's the situation, I should be in a different dimension, how can I still meet astronauts?"

"This is too nonsense."

Qin Fan really couldn't understand that before he set foot on the stone steps, he had imagined countless scenes in different dimensions.

But in any case, I would never have thought that such a scene would happen.

The astronauts in the spacecraft returned to the cockpit in fright after seeing Qin Fan standing on the surface of the moon.

He must have been quite frightened.

It is estimated that at this moment, his heart is not much better than Qin Fan's, and he must be quite broken.

How can a trip to the moon be so good, how can we meet the original inhabitants of the moon?

Qin Fan stood on the surface of the moon, and the soil under his feet was extremely soft. It felt like he was stepping on the sand, but it was a little harder than the sand.

Regardless of whether the astronaut can get out or not.

The most important question before Qin Fan was what to do next.

Without air, you can move freely on the moon without breathing.

Is it because of the ancient times in a different dimension, or because of the blessing of this colorful battle suit?

Qin Fan tried to take off his helmet, and sure enough, a sense of suffocation came up instantly.

At this time, Qin Fan's scalp felt numb.

If it weren't for the blessing of this colorful battle suit, then he would have become a completely dead character because of suffocation.

Before Qin Fan continued to think.

It was discovered that the hatch of the US spaceship was opened from the inside again.

From inside, two astronauts walked out slowly at a slow speed, both of them held a special pistol in their hands.

"Who are you!"

One of the leading astronauts, speaking standard American English, asked with a hint of vigilance.

Qin Fan frowned slightly. Although his English was poor, he could still understand a simple whoareyou.

"Can you speak Mandarin Chinese?"

Hearing Qin Fan's rhetorical question, another astronaut slapped himself on the forehead.

"My God, it turns out that the moon has been occupied by the Chinese people a long time ago, so the story of Chang'e flying to the moon that I have heard since I was a child is true. The poor Republic of Millikin is actually thousands of years behind other people. as long as!"

The astronaut actually spoke not-so-fluent Mandarin and complained.

Then he waved to Qin Fan to say goodbye.

In the blink of an eye, the two astronauts returned to the spacecraft without knowing why, and after being boosted by the red flame, they embarked on a journey back to Earth.

Qin Fan stood on the surface of the moon, looking at the spaceship that had flown far away, feeling extremely depressed.

"Is it so fast? It's unscientific!"

However, at this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark again.

When he brightened up again, the surrounding scene changed again.

At this time, he was actually standing alone on the deck of a large ship, facing the sea breeze at the bow.

The deck under his feet is metal and extremely hard.

The sea breeze blows on the face, and there is actually a salty taste.

I looked up at the sky, it was blue and blue, and I couldn't see a cloud.

Qin Fan took a deep breath, the air was so clear, but the wind blowing on his face seemed a little dry.

Qin Fan turned around and glanced at the hull again. It was a huge cruise ship, as high as several floors, and it was very magnificent in Poland.

And judging from the shape of the ship, it has a sense of the age, and there is a sense of nostalgia that seems familiar.

It seems to be quite similar to the captain in a movie.

That is the Titanic.

Qin Fan lowered his head and looked at his feet. It seemed that the soil on the moon was left in a gap in the soles of his shoes. With Qin Fan's stomping, it fell to the deck.

"What's the situation? Am I not on the moon? How come I'm on the sea again?"

Before Qin Fan had time to think about it, at this moment, a fat woman suddenly walked out from behind.

The appearance is not so gorgeous and stunning, but it also belongs to the type that is worth watching.

Especially her plump, plump but not fat figure.

"Hey, didn't you say that you are good at drawing?"

"Can you paint me a portrait?"

Qin Fan frowned slightly, and subconsciously blurted out, "Oh, you should know my paintings. I'm not good at other than artistic body paintings."

After saying this, Qin Fan himself felt a little unbelievable.

Why did he blurt out such a sentence, and this sentence didn't seem to go through the brain's thinking.

The woman's face turned red slightly, and she took a step forward, then bit her lip slightly, and said, "Of course, I know this, but I want you to draw a picture for me, to you Talented people must not mind."

Qin Fan was about to answer, but suddenly his eyes went dark again.

The picture suddenly changed again, and suddenly a dry, hot feeling hit.

The first is the vicious sunshine, jealousy and dazzling.

Under Qin Fan's feet, he was stepping on a piece of desert. The fine sand seemed to flow slowly with the wind.

I couldn't see the end at a glance, and I was alone in a desert.

The temperature adjustment function of the colorful battle armor seemed to be turned on automatically, which instantly lowered Qin Fan's temperature a lot, making him feel a comfortable coolness.

In just ten minutes, three scenes.

Qin Fan simply sat down on the ground and began to think.

"Could the so-called different-dimensional space be the distortion and change of my previous fantasy?"

Qin Fan muttered to himself.

He grabbed a handful of gravel around him.

The gravel is extremely fine, it is difficult to grasp thoroughly, and in a blink of an eye, it will flow from between the fingers and fall to the ground.

And those gravels that were originally together, blended into a whole.

Quite authentic, there is no possibility of any adulteration at all.

After waiting for a few more minutes, as expected, the scene switched again.

This time, Qin Fan stood on the top of a snow mountain, and a mountain in the distance was experiencing a violent avalanche.

At the foot of the mountain, the people in that village were as insignificant as ants. Seeing the snow waves swooping down from the avalanche, they all panicked and fled one after another.

At this time, from behind Qin Fan, there was a roar of a wild animal.

Qin Fan turned around in surprise and looked behind him.

It turned out to be a snow-white giant ape.

The snow mountain giant ape looked at Qin Fan with red eyes, and there was a strong hostility in his eyes.

It seemed that Qin Fan's arrival had violated his sacred territory.

Qin Fan shook his head and smiled wryly, without any worries or fears.

Still threw a punch casually.

"Anything, normal punch!"

A huge tiger-head phantom flew out of the fist in an instant, and quickly moved towards the giant ape in the snow mountain.