Chapter 109: Jones, you bastard
There are a man and a woman who come in, the men are foreigners and the women are domestic. The two came in and felt that the atmosphere in this café was not right, and the woman pulled the man to go out. The man raised his eyes but saw Song Nianren, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Hey, Charlie!" ”
Song Nianren raised his eyelids, obviously not as excited as this foreigner to see him. Foreigners don't look at people's eyes, and they still say to Song Nianren with the excitement of meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign country: "I'm so happy to meet you here, no wonder I can't find you for a long time, it turns out that you came to China,"
The foreigners spoke in English, and the police couldn't understand it. I don't know if I want to show off my English skills in public, and I take the initiative to translate for everyone. Song Nianren said to the foreigner in disgust: "Hey, Jones, I don't care how you bastard found me, anyway, I don't have the money to pay you back now." ”
The foreigner's excitement is still undiminished: "Oh, dear Charlie, this is just a chance encounter." I swear to God, it was a chance encounter. You don't really run out of money, though, do you? Your family is so rich. Sue me, you just talked about playing, just to express your joy to see me. ”
Song Nianren said to the foreigner: "I will definitely pay you back the money, but not now." You see, I'm going to prison soon, and maybe I'm going to be put on trial. I'll pay you back when it's over." I don't owe money to a bastard. ”
The foreigner's attention was immediately diverted: "What, what did you say?" Jail, trial? Did you call the embassy? ”
After translating the pimple to everyone, plus my own feelings, you see that the American concept of the legal system is strong, and if there is something, immediately go to the embassy. Does the U.S. Embassy know? If a U.S. citizen does a little thing anywhere in the world, their embassy immediately takes his place. Tsk, it's so happy to be an American.
Song Nianren shouted at the foreigner: "Of course, I, a Chinese, have to be tried by Chinese law for committing crimes in China, so why should I go to the US Embassy?" ”
The foreigner disagreed with Song Nianren's shouting: "No, no, no." Charlie, you listen to me. One way or another, we can't leave the embassy bastards idle. We pay taxes just to get them to work, you know? We can't afford to be cheap. We Americans cannot be bullied all over the world, no, not at all. This requires the embassy guys to put down their coffee cups and get to work. ”
Song Nianren gritted his teeth word by word and said, "Jones, you bastard, mongrel, raised by a son of a bitch." You listen to me, I am Chinese, if you dare to say again that I am an American, I will beat you! ”
The foreigner laughed when he heard Song Nianren's words: "Charlie, you are still so cute." The Chinese kung fu you practice is all fake and useless. You've already lost more than once at my hands, and again, you're still losing. But if you really want to fight, I'm happy to accompany you. ”
After the foreigner finished speaking, he stood in the middle of the field, with his left fist in front and his right fist behind, his feet kept beating and posing in a boxing posture, beckoning to Song Nianren.
Song Nianren stepped forward and didn't do any tricks, and his left fist shook in front of the foreigner's eyes. The foreigner immediately retracted his left fist, and hit Song Nianren with a straight fist with his right fist. This punch is still a little strong, fast and fierce.
Song Nianren suddenly became short, and let go of the fist that went straight to the door. Then his right fist hit the foreigner's lower abdomen fiercely, and when the foreigner covered his lower abdomen with both hands, a 360-degree roundabout kick made the foreigner fall to the ground.
The old woman screamed loudly. The crowd in the café also exclaimed, but it was much calmer than the woman's screams, and in a moment these people were used to seeing the courage of these children, and they were no longer so fussed.
The foreigner got up and shook his head: "Okay, Charlie, you won." Looks like you've learned something in China. However, I will still ask for the money, and I will send the IOU to your grandfather. Song Nianren just wanted to say something but was stopped by Zhang Qiusheng: "Wait, you really owe this guy money?" Seeing him nodding, Zhang Qiusheng asked again: "Why, how much, and how do you owe?" ”
Song Nianren said frustratedly: "This guy is a liar, he tricked me into playing poker, 10,000." Zhang Qiusheng patted Song Nianren on the shoulder: "It's okay, brother will help you get it." ”
Although Song Nianren was in a very low mood, he retorted to Zhang Qiusheng and said: "No, I am two months older than you, and I am your brother." ”
Zhang Qiusheng walked towards the foreigner and said casually: "That's right, so I'm your brother." The person next to him couldn't understand it, what kind of logic is this called? Only Sun Buwu and Li Mantun are not surprised at all, the first class of high school grinds their teeth against these quarrels, and they can't fight for a result anyway, they are all dealt with in an illogical way. In this regard, Zhang Qiusheng is a master.
Zhang Qiusheng said to the foreigner: "Hey, Jones, I heard that Charlie owes you 10,000? I'm his brother, and I'll pay it back. ”
When the foreigner heard Zhang Qiusheng say this, he jumped up happily: "Ha, you are also from the Song family?" Looks like he's a lot better than Charlie's kid. I like you. So, what about the money? ”
"On the contrary, I hate you. Of course, money is not an issue. And that, what about Charlie's IOU? Zhang Qiusheng looked at this tall Caucasian man and said-for-tat.
While rummaging through Song Nianren's IOU in his bag, the foreigner said, "I am sorry that you say this." Actually, we've just met, and I don't know why you hate me, or even your name yet. That's right, here. You see, I've always taken good care of my personal belongings, don't expect me to lose this IOU. ”
The foreigner shook the IOU in front of Zhang Qiusheng's eyes: "Now it's time for you to take the money." Zhang Qiusheng whistled and said, "Well, I know Charlie's handwriting." Don't worry about the money, I have a good idea, do you want to hear it? ”
The foreigner looked at Zhang Qiusheng lightly and said, "I'm not interested in listening to your bullshit ideas, hurry up and get the money." Don't try to play tricks," the foreigner pointed to the policeman at the bar and said, "I believe the police will not allow you to come nonsense, remember, I am an American." ”
As soon as the foreigner's words fell, he felt a flower in front of him, and he received two hot slaps on his face. The onlookers didn't see it clearly, but they only felt that Zhang Qiusheng waved his hand twice. Next, I saw Zhang Qiusheng putting on his shoes slowly, and said with a smile: "You have heard Charlie just now, we are going to prison soon." Do you understand going to jail? It's going to jail. You see, I'm going to go to jail anyway, and I don't care about adding one more crime. Now, are you willing to listen? Good idea, I promise. ”
The foreigner shook his head, damn it, he actually slapped my face with his shoe. It seems that the fight is not his opponent, there is no way, the strength is determined by a qiē: "Okay, actually I also want to know what good you have." Shaking his head again, the foreigner found that since he entered this café, he couldn't help shaking his head.
Zhang Qiusheng stood on a tripod chair on the ground with one foot, his left hand crossed his waist and his right elbow propped up on the knee of the leg that set up the chair, and pointed at the foreigner with his index finger and said: "Now we are in China, we have to solve the problem in the Chinese way." You know what I'm going to say, gambling debts and gambling repayment. ”
The foreigner kept pointing his finger while hiding Zhang Qiusheng and said, "This is a good idea, in fact, this method works all over the world." Zhang Qiusheng snapped his fingers, put away the feet on the chair and said, "OK, I know you'll agree." Below, what do we play? ”
The foreigner shrugged his shoulders: "You have a saying in China, called the convenience of guests following the host." ”
Pimple and the girl are competing with each other, as if they are learning to improve their English translation skills, and like showing their English skills to everyone present. This pair of men and women seem to have formed a tacit understanding, pimple acne translates Zhang Qiusheng's, and the foreign woman translates foreigner's.
The foreigner translated the foreigner's sentence into "the guest is as the host is", and she was so-so, and she was considered to be faithful, reachable, and elegant. Everyone nodded, China does have such a saying. Our people like to gamble too much, the so-called billion people 900 million gamble. Many people present were waiting to see the show with great interest because Zhang Qiusheng and foreigners were going to perform gambling skills.
Zhang Qiusheng asked the foreigner: "Do you really want to do whatever I want?" The foreigner shrugged his shoulders again in confirmation. That action, that expression, that demeanor, a gambling saint is none other than me. The conversation between Zhang Qiusheng and Song Nianren just now, because of the pimple and the foreign girl, has not yet formed a tacit understanding and has not been translated. Everyone present didn't know that this foreigner was actually pretending to be forced. You, a man in his thirties, go to trick a teenager into gambling, and the master will do this kind of thing that doesn't grow an asshole?
Zhang Qiusheng was forced to cry and laugh by the foreigner's pretend: "The popular gambling method in China is mahjong, maybe, that, you won't, I am an honest person, I don't want to attack your weaknesses with my strengths." ”
"NO, NO," the foreigner pretended to be more and more forced: "Mahjong I will, I like this sport too much, it is a very test of people's intelligence." Thirteen don't rely on, a dragon, bumper paste, it's great, it's so fun! ”
I'm cāo, he's still coming up. Zhang Qiusheng can't help it, he proposed the plan, and people accepted it, so he had to do it. It's pitiful to say, Zhang Qiusheng has never played mahjong in his two lives combined, but sometimes others beat him and stood aside to watch and knew some mahjong rules.
Zhang Qiusheng stiffened his head and asked the pimple: "Do you have mahjong here?" The pimple shook his head and said no. Zhang Qiusheng asked everyone present who brought mahjong. Some people travel at home with mahjong, maybe someone here brings it. Unfortunately, no one brought this thing.
Zhang Qiusheng expressed regret at the foreigners. The foreigner shrugged his shoulders again and expressed the same feelings as Zhang Qiusheng: "You can choose other ways to play." I think I've become an expert on China. Oh, you know, I mean not the political zhì, let the political zhì hell with it. I'm talking about the gameplay, the variety of ways to play. ”
Zhang Qiusheng really admired this foreigner a little: "You say you are proficient in our various Chinese playstyles? I mean, what can be used to gamble? ”
The foreigner cowhide nodded coaxingly: "Almost, right?" I've always had an irrepressible interest in fun things. And you Oriental women. As he spoke, he patted the ass of the woman next to him with his big furry hand.
The girl is casual, as if it wasn't her ass slapped, or that it was glorious that her ass could be photographed in public by foreigners.
Zhang Qiusheng felt helpless. According to the buttocks, the outer girl is her own, and she is willing to let people shoot it in public and has nothing to do with others. But Zhang Qiusheng just felt uncomfortable and helpless.