I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 232: Beaches in Hawaii (Second update yeah yeah yeah)
Sun, beach, palm trees.

Fang Yu wore sunglasses, a loose Hawaiian shirt and beach pants, and a straw hat on his head. He lay on a lounge chair under a parasol and comfortably took a sip of the amber "Mai Tai" in his hand.

This is a Hawaiian specialty cocktail that tastes rich in the sweet and sour flavor of orange, mixed with some bitterness of almonds.

"As expected, people from the Great Zhou are everywhere. Even in this off-season, there are still 30% of tourists who look like they are from the Great Zhou. The economy seems to have been really good in recent years."

"But there aren't many beauties. The highest one is only 62 cents."

Under his sunglasses, Fang Yu unscrupulously looked at the girls with golden, red, black, white and colorful hair on the beach.

After the little rabbit that he and Tang Yufei had played with all night opened the door obediently, at noon the next day, he discovered that the light spot that had been moving slowly on the arcane map had stopped in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

Fang Yu acted decisively, put on the invisibility cloak, and immediately initiated a teleportation on the map.

As expected, the plane was parked at Inouye International Airport in Hawaii to unload and load cargo.

Fang Yu flew directly from Inoue International Airport to the Pacific Fleet Base at Pearl Harbor. He first set up several arcane traps and moved several large boxes of munitions. Then he flew to downtown Honolulu, spent fifty dollars to buy a set of local clothes, and went to several famous beaches for a stroll.

It’s a pity that with so many tourists, few can actually see past it.

It seems to be the off-season.

Fang Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"Hey, handsome guy, are you alone? Do you want to go paddle boarding with us?" Two white-skinned women who were tanned red all over threw a coquettish glance at Fang Yu and laughed.

"No, I lost my passport and was going to the Passport Service Center to get a new one." Fang Yu waved at the two women.

The level of 55 cents is not worth being perfunctory with, Fang Yu curled his lips.

Fang Yu strolled in slippers and followed the navigation from Waikiki Beach to the Miami Savings Bank Building opposite Iolani Palace.

Iolani Palace is the palace of the fallen king of the Kingdom of Hawaii. It is actually very small, smaller than the old National Library.

The means used by the United States to annex Hawaii were quite shameless, and the US Congress apologized for this specifically 80 years ago.

The Honolulu Passport Service Center is on the first floor of the Miami Savings Bank Building. Fang Yu pushed the door open wearing sunglasses.

"How can I help you?" A black security guard in uniform stopped Fang Yu.

"I lost my passport and need to apply for a new one." Fang Yu spread his hands naturally.

"Do you have a reservation?" The security guard was serious and responsible. It is rare to find such responsible people in Hawaii.

Of course, it could also be racial discrimination against the Zhou people.

"Nonsense, why would I come here without an appointment?" Fang Yu was not polite at all. He pushed away the security guard's arm and walked in with a swagger.

The passport service center is quite busy, with people coming to apply for a replacement because they lost their passports.

"What's the problem?" When it was Fang Yu's turn, the fat white man sitting at the workstation in charge of registration had a dull look in his eyes, as if he wanted to get off work quickly.

"My appointment number is P016. I lost my passport and need to apply for a new one." Fang Yu took off his sunglasses and released a little bit of the breath of a high-level creature. The fat white man shuddered, looked at Fang Yu guiltily, and unconsciously showed a flattering smile on his face, and handed over two forms: "My name is Brandon Harris, just call me Brandon, Sir, here I need you to fill out the DS-11 (new passport application form) and DS-64 (lost passport report form), don't know how to do it? Oh, it doesn't matter, fill in your name here..."

Fang Yu followed the fat white man's instructions and quickly filled out the two forms.

"Did you bring your birth certificate or driver's license? Did you lose your driver's license? Uh, do you have a photo of your old passport? OK, this one will do." The fat white man took Fang Yu's phone and took a photo of the passport.

"Fang Gis, um, I found it, no problem, of course, it can be expedited, that is... uh, no problem, no problem, expedited processing can be done in as little as one week, do you need to mail it? No problem? OK."

"Uh... one hundred... one hundred and sixty dollars, yes, one hundred and sixty dollars, one hundred and thirty dollars for the passport replacement fee, and thirty dollars for the passport card fee."

The fat white guy Brandon hesitated for a long time but didn't dare tell Fang Yu that the expedited service would cost 60 dollars.

"Ah, if you need a new driver's license, the DMV at City Hall is the closest to here, less than 800 meters away, and only takes 10 minutes to walk."

Seeing Fang Yu was about to leave, the fat white man called Fang Yu again and pointed to the location of the nearest DMV (Department of Motor Vehicles).

"You're welcome, sir. It's my pleasure to serve you, sir."

The fat white man nodded and bowed to see Fang Yu off. When he saw Fang Yu leave the door, he slumped down in a chair and gasped for breath.

"Hey, Brandon, was that guy your dad? Or do you want him to fuck your ass? I just saw that your tongue was about to lick that Yami's scrotum." A mixed-race guy next to him, who was obviously of local descent, laughed at the fat white guy.

"Oh my God, I thought I was going to be eaten just now." The fat white man Brandon picked up a tissue and wiped the sweat off his head, with tissue crumbs all over his face.

"I just felt like Luke Skywalker facing Darth Vader for the first time." Brandon's face turned pale. "You don't know what this guy is like, this guy is definitely a tough guy."
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When he arrived at the DMV at the city hall, Fang Yu did the same thing and got another driver's license from the DMV, also expedited, and got it a week later.

Of course, he did not have a Malaysian passport or driver's license. He and Fang Daqiang had visited Malaysia twice in the past few years, but he had never thought about becoming a citizen.

All of this identity information was created by Youzi after he hacked into the databases of the Department of Homeland Security, Passport Services, Social Security Administration, FBI, IRS, City Hall, State Government, hospitals, schools, banks, and other places in the United States, and created a series of fake identities for Fang Yu.

This person named Fang Gis has all the records and resume from birth to university. He is extremely innocent and has an excellent credit.

He is of mixed Asian and Asian descent, his parents are both dead, he was born in Kaiser Medical Center in Los Santos, and he lives alone in Los Santos, a city with a population of tens of millions.

He attended a public elementary school called Third Street Elementary School, which was known for its diverse student body.

He attended John Burroughs Middle School, which is also an above average school with a diverse student body.

He attended Fairfax, a century-old prestigious high school. He was dull and honest in school and had few friends.

After being admitted to UCLA, I immediately applied for a leave of absence due to health reasons and went out to travel around the world.

When making the portrait photo, Fang Yu asked Youzi to slightly modify her appearance in the photo so that she looked like the same person as him, but not the same person.

As for Fang Yu himself, he simply used a disguise technique to easily transform himself into the young handsome man in the photo, whose facial features looked more profound.

Taking a look at the arcane map, the plane has already taken off, and this time it should be flying directly to Los Santos.

(End of this chapter)