"Let's not talk about this, okay?" Dongfang Yi finally found that he and the little boy were talking about a very special topic, and the woman was a little embarrassed.

The three American soldiers supported each other and walked out of the bar in a huddle, "Bang Bang!" The bar burst into applause, and every guest looked at Deng Gongzi and gave him a thumbs up, and even applauded and applauded the little man's heroic behavior.

It seems that the Japanese people are very disgusted with the Americans' prerogativeness, but the US soldiers enjoy extraterritorial jurisdiction in Japan, and the police always favor the Yankees regardless of the responsibility for conflicts between the two sides. After a long time, the Japanese have become accustomed to being humiliated by American soldiers, and very few dare to resist.

As soon as the Americans left, the bartender hurriedly cleaned up Mr. Deng's table, and someone put on brand new food. Deng Hua was stunned: "What are they doing? They won't list us as unwelcome people, right?"

"They said it was the boss's invitation!"

Dongfang Yi pursed her lips and smiled, Deng Hua was stunned: "Why?"

The waitress spoke in a stiff Chinese language: "Thank you for driving them away, there were female colleagues who were dragged away by them here yesterday, and they haven't come back yet!"

Although the colors of the Japanese food in front of them are particularly pleasing to the eye, the two of them have no interest in continuing at the moment. Although it is the descendants of the little devils who once wreaked havoc on China who have suffered shame, schadenfreude is definitely not the character of Chinese people.

A government that cannot protect its own people, like the Manchu government a hundred years ago. At that time, the Chinese people, in the eyes of Cixi, may not be as good as the current Japanese. Thinking of the humiliated era in Huaxia, he had no appetite at all, Deng Hua took out a thousand dollars and slapped it on the table: "Pay the bill!"

"Sir, these are the hostess's invitations, please be sure to ......"

Dongfang Yi put the money in the waiter's hand: "Thank you hostess, we ......"

"Please accept my gratitude!" a woman in a kimono stood at the table, bowed deeply to Dongfang Yi and Deng Hua, and spoke fluent Chinese, "Thank you sir for your help, those Americans always come, and drunk will forcibly take women away." If it hadn't been for Mr. Stop, there would have been people suffering today!"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and Deng Gongzi sighed: "Please accept the money, we will accept this table of delicacies with a smile!"

"But ......"

Dongfang Yi smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to hold the boss's wife's: "How can the boss's lady speak such fluent Chinese? If it doesn't affect you, why don't you sit down together?"

"Thank you, ma'am!" the proprietress finally stopped insisting and sat cautiously on the side, helping the two of them pour wine. Dongfang Yi blushed and opened her mouth, but she didn't refute the proprietress after all, after all, she was still snuggled in the man's arms.

It is undoubtedly unwise to explain the relationship between two people now, and women can only choose to be silent. The proprietress looked very young, with slightly rough hands, and according to Huaxia, she did not seem to be a capitalist, but a middle class.

It seems that the proprietress is not the kind of enjoyment type, but works part-time in the back kitchen, and the proprietress has the traditional Japanese woman's submissiveness, and she speaks carefully: "I came back from China twenty years ago, I am a war orphan, and I speak Huaxia more fluently than my mother tongue." ”

Deng Gongzi seemed to forget that his boss was in his arms, so he sat down side by side with the woman in his arms. The two of them are like a young couple who have come to Japan for their honeymoon, enjoying the attentive care of the hostess.

When the little devils were defeated and left behind many war orphans, the Chinese government handed over those helpless orphans to the common people to raise out of humanitarian considerations. This created a positive image of the Chinese people in the world, and at that time, the propaganda of the Western world demonizing the Chinese was largely refuted by the existence of war orphans.

Dongfang Yi had a cordial conversation with the proprietress, and the little woman would never admit that she had just been called Mrs., which made her a little happy: "Boss, you are so amazing!"

Even Deng Hua has a little admiration, Japanese women are definitely a typical example of enduring humiliation, a woman who came back from abroad and couldn't even speak her mother tongue well, already has such a bar, which is definitely worthy of everyone's respect.

"You've won the prize!" The proprietress seemed to bend down every time she said a word, and Deng Gongzi even wondered if there would be more patients with herniated lumbar disc in Japanese women, "The bar is the inheritance inherited by the late husband, hey, the first husband was killed by American soldiers!"

The conversation was a bit heavy, Deng Hua was a little depressed, a few years ago, the Japanese consortium clamored for the purchase of the United States, is it also a kind of catharsis after oppression! There were many guests in the bar, and from time to time someone came to toast Deng Gongzi and Dongfang Yi, and the woman enjoyed the feeling of being respected very much.

It wasn't until eight o'clock that the two left the bar, and according to the rules, they couldn't return to the station too late. The woman's feet seemed to be a little fluttering, and the hand holding Deng Gongzi was also weak, and Deng Hua was almost holding the woman. Inside the streetside clothing store, the lights are still bright, and there are customers choosing inside.

In an anime store, many fans are choosing props, and Dongfang Yi is whimsical: "I want that!"

"What a!" Deng Gongzi scoffed, "When I return to China, I will ask someone to get you a concubine outfit, or ......"

The woman pinched the little boy's waist: "Are you saying I'm fat?"

"No, don't be so sensitive!"

Not far in front of the hotel, a woman's scream came from the alley, and all Dongfang Yi's drunkenness disappeared: "Deng Hua, ...... over there"

Picking up a woman and floating in front of a bar, only the bar is the noisiest place at this time. Deng Gongzi didn't want Dongfang to be in danger abroad, the woman was not only his boss, but also an ambiguous lover: "Come into the house and wait for me!"

After speaking, Deng Gongzi disappeared in a flash, under the street lamp in the alley, two American soldiers dragged a little girl, and there were four Japanese begging behind him, this group of people was the few in the bar, and there was actually Mr. Criminal Police!

The appearance of the Japanese man's nest made Deng Hua ashamed, and Deng Gongzi turned around to leave, but the girl fought desperately and shouted for help, making it difficult for him to give up. Whether they are Chinese or not, women are always innocent, it's not that Deng Gongzi pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, but he can't see the American soldiers bullying the weak!

Seeing that the Americans were coming into the alley, Deng Hua rolled his eyes, turned around and disappeared into the alley. Like catching chickens, two American soldiers carried Andayou out of the alley, where there was a Humvee command vehicle, and there were two American soldiers in the car, one of whom actually had the rank of lieutenant colonel.

The Japanese police finally gave up and let the Americans drag the little girl onto the Humvee, while the other two Japanese knelt beside the car and begged the other to spare the girl. The lieutenant colonel blew a whistle and started the car to leave, when he suddenly found that a Batman appeared in front of the car!