At this sensitive point in time, the old men above can see the money and the two people who have been in contact with Sironov and Fedorov, but the old men are worried that if they make themselves unhappy, they will directly let Sironov and them drive warships and planes back, turning the arms trade for the purpose of a military exercise into a real military exercise, and the cost of their Russian Far East Pacific Fleet exercises and the maintenance of equipment are still paid by themselves, so the old men want to cry without tears.

At this time, Mo said that he was beating the son of the South Korean ambassador to China, even if he was beating the father of the son of the South Korean ambassador to China, the old men above had to honestly teach a small stick, they didn't want the cooked duck to fly again. Zhang Lan was amused and warm at the same time, and quietly shook the little girl's hand: This girl still supported herself so strongly when she didn't know these circumstances, and she remembered this girl's affection in her heart.

"Oh, the translation, right? The son of the South Korean ambassador to China, right? Zhang Lan pulled and almost couldn't help but rush up and beat the pig-headed little girl's arm: Just your little arms and legs, can you beat this guy? If you want to fight, you have to be ruthless, and you have to make this bastard thing never forget for the rest of your life! Funny and a little touched, if all the people in China educate their descendants like Brother Hu to educate Xiao Xiaonan, who would dare to bully us Chinese? Officials have this backbone, and that foreigner still dares to pretend to be forced on Chinese soil? faintly, "What nationality are you?" Look at your proficient Mandarin, it's not easy for a foreigner to speak so fluently. ”

As he spoke, Zhang Lan had quietly taken out the folding paratrooper knife he had been carrying.

"I will soon be able to obtain the national status of the Republic of Korea. Since then, I have been a noble citizen of the Republic of Korea. The guy nodded, and said proudly.

It seems that it is *** amazing thing to be able to acquire the nationality of the stick.

"So you're still Chinese, aren't you?" Zhang Lan nodded, but there was a burst of resentment in her heart: My day, have you been in a bad year lately or what's wrong? How do you always encounter such scum of the Chinese nation? First the gray grandson when the German Volkswagen Group came to negotiate with him, and now this bastard who would rather be a dog for a little stick! Damn, now even a small stick dares to force the heads of the Chinese?

In these years, why is there more traitors than during the Anti-Japanese War? Although the population base is large, it shouldn't be like this, right? Zhang Lan was depressed for a while: Damn, what I hate most is these bastard beasts who eat Chinese's food but treat others as dogs! It's not appropriate to like a good person, to be a brute, right? Good, good!

"Chinese?" "I've always thought I'm Chinese, I've always thought I'm ...... Yes...... Help......"

"You don't think you're Chinese, do you?" Zhang Lan nodded, although there was a smile on his face, the smile was as cold as the cold wind blowing from Siberia in the cold winter moon, cold and piercing, "I have always thought that I am Chinese, you know, what I hate most in my life is the dog traitor who eats Chinese food but acts as a dog for foreigners!" ”

"Brother Zhang Lan," looking at the dog translator who suddenly fell to the ground, Xiao Nan sneered, and finally let out a bad breath in her heart, "Why does this guy ...... Uh......"

Looking at the dog translator who kept roaring on the ground, the blood on this guy's leg was like a spring, and then looked at the folding paratrooper knife in Zhang Lan's hand, the little girl was a little stupid: Brother Zhang Lan stabbed this guy just now? Alas, how did you stab it in the leg? It should be stabbed in the stomach!

"Uh, I'm sorry," Zhang Lan rubbed the slight blood stains on the knife wound on the painful and rolling guy, and then slowly stuck the knife on his waist, squatting down and watching the dog translator take the pants that had been half stained red with blood, "I really didn't expect you to have so much blood on your body, or maybe accidentally hurt your blood vessels." ”

The rest of the onlookers were suddenly silent, only a gasp was heard, and even the Korean who was beating people stopped and looked back to see what was going on.

When the guy saw his translator's bleeding thigh, and the guy who injured his translator rubbed the stabbing knife on his translator as if he was nothing, slowly put away the knife, and skillfully seemed to do it often, he couldn't help but gasp: This guy is so ruthless, he dares to use a knife against himself in front of so many people? He is a foreign friend, this guy is not afraid that their government will find him trouble?

"You...... What do you want? When he was thinking about what was going on, looking at Zhang Lan, who was approaching him step by step, although he didn't make any movement but was cold on one side, the son of the South Korean ambassador to China couldn't help but swallow and take a mouthful

Chinese, while trembling backwards, while looking at Zhang "I...... I can tell you, I am Park Jung-tae, the son of Park Wu-jong, the South Korean ambassador to China, and you ...... If you dare to do anything to me, you ...... You are influencing the diplomatic relations between China and South Korea, and when the time comes...... When the time comes, your government will make you unable to eat and go! "After all, this guy has been in China for many years, and although he is not fluent in Chinese, he can speak more or less Chinese, and there is still no big problem with normal dialogue.

Intuition told Park Jung-tae that the boy in front of him, who looked like he was only fifteen or sixteen years old, should be very difficult to mess with, and the anger on his body that seemed to be innocent reminded him that this guy was definitely not simple.

"Affects the diplomatic relations between China and South Korea, right?" This is the son of that bullshit South Korean ambassador to China? Zhang Lan smiled, looking at the person in front of him who was not more than 1 cm tall, hunched over, and looked obscene like a monkey that had not evolved well, uh, to say that he looked like a monkey or should I say that it was an insult to a monkey. His face was pale, if nothing else, this guy was definitely a typical example of excessive wine, just looking at this look, Zhang Lan looked at this guy for a long time, and he didn't see how old this guy was. The cold made people feel like they were going to freeze their eyes, staring at the son of the South Korean ambassador to China, "Do you know what my favorite thing to do?" It's to clean up your kind of 'influence' at every turn. Diplomatic relations' bastard foreigners who are powerful in China! ”,

The more Zhang Lan spoke, the more angry she became, and she wanted to kill someone angrily. What do you think you are? With your litter of dogs, you dare to say that it will affect the diplomatic relations between China and South Korea? Believe it or not, even if I break your legs, you're going to have to put up with it? ”

Just heard Park Zhengtai's last sentence, Rao is Zhang Lan is angry and wants to kill now, and he is also made crying and laughing by this guy's words, "Damn, can't you eat and go?" I can't even learn a sentence well, tell you, grandson, remember, you can't eat and walk around! Don't be ashamed of yourself! It doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, if you lose your ancestors and my people, then wouldn't I have a lot of face on my face? ”

"I scolded me?" Park Zhengtai was a little dumbfounded, and pointed to his nose, "You scolded me for being a grandson?" ”

He really didn't expect that after showing his name as Lao Tzu, this little guy still didn't bird himself. Why did Shang Fang's sword, which was invincible before, completely useless in front of this kid? I really want to go up and beat this arrogant guy in front of me, but I don't know why, as soon as I see the eyes of this guy in front of me, Park Zhengtai has an inexplicable palpitation in his heart, and hurriedly lowers his head.

"Whew! Soft bones! Zhang Lan spat on the ground, "You guys *** have this ability?" No wonder the Japanese rode on your head and, and now the Americans on your head again, and the women who you didn't even dare to put a fart, *** What kind of pretence did your ancestors put here? ”

This Park Zhengtai's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver: he is in China, no matter where he goes, with his father's identity as ambassador to China, who doesn't tolerate himself? How dare this guy openly scold himself in front of so many people? If I don't fix this kid well, what will my friends think of me? Don't you want to be laughed at to death? Haven't you lost face to the Republic of Korea?

The two guys behind Park Zhengtai also looked at each other: they really didn't expect that in these years, there are really people in China who are not afraid of death, and they dare to provoke them Koreans.

Ahem, this guy can't help but think too highly of himself. I really think that I am some kind of "international friend", and others dare not do anything to them.

"Good! Good scolding! I don't know who opened his mouth first, and the onlookers applauded thunderously, and they let out a big breath of evil in their hearts: although they were in various considerations, they didn't dare to repair these Korean sticks with tails cocked to the sky, but if someone came to repair them, he still didn't mind cheering for his compatriots.

"You ......" Park Jung-tae just said a word, and immediately fell unlucky.

"Park Jung-tae, right? You bastard, do you know that you insulted the name Zhengtai? Zhang Lan shook her head helplessly, and suddenly slapped this guy with a loud face. With this resounding slap, everyone clearly saw a stream of snow coming out of the mouth of this arrogant and invincible guy just now, and there were several snow-white teeth in it, which drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to the ground.

"Good! Well played! I don't know who shouted first, "To these damn foreigners, you should beat them like this!" ”

"Hit! Hit hard! Kill this *** Korean stick! Let him dare to bully us Chinese on our chassis. ”

"Little brother, you are good! Beat this *** hard! ”