Chapter 1381: Flowing Pigs
She really sat in front of Yumeng, ostensibly laughing and talking to Yumeng, but in fact she kept looking at me with her spare eyes.
Director Qi had finished eating, walked up to me, and said, "I really don't understand, can't Americans make some other tricks besides steak? That beef is raw, and it can almost bite blood." β
I smiled and said, "It's not that exaggerated, is it Director Qi?"
Director Qi said, "Just kidding." So, do you want to go for a walk?"
I stood up: "That's a good suggestion. β
Just as all our Huaxia guards were about to walk out with Director Qi, Keser stopped me from behind: "No, no, no, Zhao Long, you can't go." You've got to stay. β
I looked back and frowned and asked, "What, something?"
"It's not appropriate for you to leave when you meet an old friend, right?" I think we can sit down and talk about it, for example, about the exchange project. Or we can even talk about tactics together. This year's top three should still be among the three of us, what do you think, Mike?" Catheph glanced at Mike.
Mike shrugged his shoulders and said, "Kesef, you're so naΓ―ve. I'm telling you, it's almost impossible if you want to win the championship this year. β
Kesif asked rhetorically, "Who is that?"
Mike shook his head: "It won't be me." But I'm sure it's a Mi countryman. β
"But I can't think of anyone better than you, Mike?"
Mike snapped his fingers, and then a man in a sling-shouldered jersey stood up and looked at Kesseph with fierce eyes.
Kesef was taken aback: "Pablok? You mean Pablok?"
Hearing this, I felt absolutely compelled to stay and wait and see what happened. Because this may allow me to witness the demeanor of several rising stars, and even further confirm their true strength through a few words.
Therefore, I said to the director: "Leader, you go away first, and I will stay and meet them." β
Director Qi asked rhetorically, "Are you alone?"
I nodded.
Yumeng volunteered: "I'll stay with you." Those people are very unfriendly, and I'm afraid you're going to fight!"
I laughed and said, "You must fight, but don't worry, no one outside the ring wants to waste their physical strength, that's not wise." β
Yumeng nodded: "That's right." But I'm going to stay with you!"
Lieutenant Li Zheng said: "Sister-in-law, don't stay, I'll stay." Then he leaned into Yumon's ear and whispered something.
You Meng's face turned red, and he slapped Li Zheng on the shoulder: "You guy!
Li Zheng smiled: "Thank you, sister-in-law, for your praise." β
Yumeng pouted and complained, "Who is your sister-in-law?"
Li Zhengdao: "Zhao Long is one year older than me, I have to call him brother, right? Then you say, what do I call my brother's wife? If you don't call me sister-in-law, can you still call him brother and sister?"
You Meng glared at Li Zheng shyly, and Li Zheng hurriedly said, "Then if you don't feel satisfied with this name, I can be flexible." Then I'll call you as you do, I'll call you sister, call Zhao Long brother-in-law, how about it?"
You Meng spit out a bubble fiercely, looked left and right at the people in the restaurant, and warned Li Zheng: "You guy wait for me, wait for me when I return to China to see how I clean you up." How dare you make fun of this girl!"
I smiled and said, "Just leave the responsibility of teaching him a lesson!"
You Meng also went down the steps: "It's okay, seal his mouth for me, and see if he dares to talk nonsense in the future!"
I know that Yumeng blames Li Zheng on his lips, but he is actually happy in his heart. I deliberately looked left and right in a tricky manner, and asked in a bluff: "Who took off the stinky socks and received an order from the superiors to seal Li Zheng's mouth!"
In the midst of laughter, Director Qi took everyone out for a ride.
Li Zheng and I stayed.
I patted Li Zheng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xing, you are doing well!
Li Zheng smiled: "These two sister-in-law screams are artistic enough, right?
I said, "Good brother, I'll call her that way in the future!" and pretend to be ashamed of me, hum, it's already destined to be a member of my Zhao family, so I have to marry a chicken and a dog."
Li Zhengdao: "Marry a chicken and follow a dog?"
I pinched my nose and said, "Marry a chicken with a chicken, marry a dog with a dog." Look at you stupid, can't you see that this is an abbreviation?"
Li Zhengdao: "You just pretend!" He suddenly leaned into my ear strangely and asked softly, "You Meng is really already your person?"
I chuckled in my heart, thinking to myself, why can't this kid open any pot?
But he had to slap his swollen face and become fat, and said with his head held high: "Such a mentally retarded question, do you still need to ask?"
Patted Li Zheng's shoulder, and my heart straightened.
In front of Li Zheng, I only have to be a hypocrite, he is a well-known love saint in the Secret Service Bureau, and there are a lot of girls behind him, I don't know how many people have been unspoken by him.
Of course, it's just speculation. Because before Li Zheng enlisted in the army, he was a playboy. To her, the woman is like a mud on the wall, peeled back layer after layer. Although his nature has changed a lot after joining the army, isn't there a saying that 'his nature is difficult to change', anyway, I don't believe that he will be nurtured by the army and become pure all of a sudden.
After a brief laugh and a few words, Lee and I sat down across from Catheph and Mike.
Kessef and Mike were obviously very new to Li Zheng, and I introduced them to each other, and Mike and Kesif exchanged a few polite words with Li Zheng, but they turned their attention to me.
Marishia held her cheek with a slender hand and said, "How is Secretary Zhao's preparation?
I was surprised that this word could be used here.
But I still laughed and said, "Of course there is confidence, everyone who comes here is very confident." β
Kesef interjected, "But friend, don't you think you're a little too confident? Last year you were my defeat, and this year, you will be." Believe it or not? If you don't believe it, we can make a bet, not much, just $300. Mike testified. β
I frowned, and said, "Kesef, do you like to disagree with me so much, but I prefer to believe that you are the dwarf of the giants of language." Last year you got lucky to win the championship, and this year, you're certainly not. β
Mike suddenly slapped the table with a pair of big hands and stretched out his thick fist at me: "That's a great point! Kessef won't win the championship this year!"
Kesef shrugged his shoulders and asked Mike Xingshi, "Are you guys working together to fight me?"
Mike spread his hands: "We're just telling the truth. But I think you should take the initiative to say hello to Pabloc this year. There's a good chance he'll be your strongest opponent this year. β
Mike gestured to Pablok, who was sitting at the next table, and Kesef shook his head, "I'm afraid he doesn't have the qualifications." He's in your presidential bodyguard, at best, it's second-rate, third-rate, right?"
Mike held out a finger: "He's super-first-class now!"
I don't like to listen to the arrogant words of self-selling and boasting between European and American men, but in order to indirectly confirm their strength, I still listened patiently.
But Pabloc seemed to keep a low profile, just sitting at the next table and drinking drinks, as if he had turned a deaf ear to Mike and Kesef's arguments.
At this time, another group of people walked in from the door of the restaurant. The appearance of this group of people attracted everyone to look at it in unison.
Mike couldn't help but smile contemptuously: "There's a bunch of Orientals! Orientals like it very much, they like to be cold!" Mike learned from their straight faces, which was quite funny.
Yes, the group of people who came in was Japanese.
I took a closer look at this group of cold men in Japanese-style practice uniforms, and immediately recognized that the capable man in his forties who walked in front was the contestant who was regarded as my biggest opponent by Mr. Huang, Nobutaka Yamamoto.
To be honest, I was so dismissive of these people that when Nobutaka Yamamoto came over and stretched out a hand, I even wanted to smash it down and cut off his arm.
But in front of the public, I could only endure the hatred of the country and the family, and symbolically shook hands with him.
Yamamoto Nobutaka said to me: "You are Zhao Long!"
I said, "Knowingly!"
Yamamoto Nobutaka smiled coldly: "Among the Chinese people, there are few people like you who are as handsome and shrewd as you. β
He was laughing in disguise. I asked, "Oh, is it?" and leaned forward, looked down at him, and said, "You all belong to the condensed series, and in our country, people of your height are all second-class cripples!"
An even shorter guy behind Shintaka Yamamoto suddenly yelled at me, "Pay attention to the tone of your voice! β
Can I translate to: Flowing pigs?
Nobutaka Yamamoto stretched out a hand very dashingly to stop the man's arrogance, and smiled at me: "I'm here to visit Mr. Zhao Long, not to provoke." I have heard for a long time that Mr. Zhao Long is agile and powerful. β
I said, "I have won awards." But to be honest, you really can't be flattering in English. β
Nobutaka Yamamoto was not angry: "Really? However, I don't think I need to be so fluent in English, and perhaps in the near future, our national language will be the most common language in the world. If I'm right, Mr. Zhao Long, you must be able to speak Japanese well, right?"
When Kesef Pabloc and Mike heard this man's arrogant words, they were a little angry and couldn't help but stand up.
I said to Nobutaka Yamamoto, "Japanese is a derivative of the Chinese language. Originally, you didn't have a language at all, and your language evolved from our Chinese characters.
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