Mahathir left in a hurry with excitement, looking at his back Yang Feng smiled happily.

Anyway, as long as it is not the Chinese who die, whatever they want, now provoke the witches and the Javanese to kill each other, and when the Javanese are cleaned up from West Borneo, it is nothing more than playing a copy of the Red Bowl Incident, provoking the Dayak headhunters to come out and kill the witches, in short, they kill and kill, and they will completely become a small miscellaneous fish that the Chinese can handle casually.

In fact, the East Indies are full of contradictions between the various ethnic groups, and the modern Republic of Java was fought entirely by force.

After the establishment of the Southern Maluku Republic in 50 years and the suppression by the Javanese people, the guerrilla warfare continued until 62 years, but the Southern Moluccas, which was in exile in the Netherlands, still often emerged into activities until the 21st century, and the Aceh movement began again in 53 years and 76 years after Zhen was suppressed, and the guerrilla warfare continued until the Indian Ocean tsunami destroyed Aki, and the matter of East Timor is well known.

In such a land full of contradictions, it is simply too easy to provoke some war.

Yang Feng, who had just finished playing the role of a little devil, then rubbed his face vigorously, and turned around to play another completely different role.

"How?"

The guy walked into the box with a smile, sat down next to Evelyn and asked, "Cinderella" is not finished yet, but it is nearing the end.

Evelyn, who took off her shoes like a fascinated little girl and sat on the sofa with her knees in her arms, came back to her senses, then blushed, quickly put on her shoes again, and said: "Your Excellency, this is the best animated movie I've seen since Snow White, and when it comes to technology, it's obvious that it's far more than Snow White, and I even doubt that Disney is capable of making the same now." ”

"Of course, this is Disney five years later." Yang Feng said in his heart, of course, he said another set of words: "Since this is the case, is there any interest in letting European children see it?" ”

"No problem, that's what I want to do as well." Evelyn nodded busily.

"Okay, then the promotion of this movie will teach you, if you are interested, how about being a European agent of my film company? I don't just have this movie, and when the time comes, I'll give you a share of the successful one. Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Really? Then you're welcome. Evelyn said with a playful smile.

"Of course it's true, so be it, I'll send her back with you with a piece of film, so that you can promote it." Yang Feng pointed to a beautiful bodyguard beside him and said.

"Don't look at me like that, they are not my queens, they are all orphans adopted by my parents."

In Evelyn's playful gaze, Yang Feng continued.

In fact, his group of beautiful robot bodyguards, in various versions of the legend, are regarded as his queen beauties, and caused all the men who have heard the legend to be unanimously indignant, two hundred beautiful girls with tall legs and long legs, surrounded by a man, this kind of scene is indeed a man who will be indignant when he thinks about it.

God is pitiful, Yang Yuan's capital has not known the taste of meat for almost half a year, and he is more wronged than Dou E.

"But there's one more thing, can you help me get her British?" Yang Feng said again.

"It's hard to get it!" Evelyn said with some embarrassment.

"It's not difficult, is it? Do you see how many Britons died in prisoner of war camps during the Japanese occupation, and their bones were left at the end? There must have been a lot of British Chinese among these people, and if you find a few witnesses among the rescued Britons who can prove that she was one of those Britons whose family was unfortunately killed, wouldn't this problem be solved? It's just a matter of spending some money, and now Britain urgently needs a lot of money to rebuild its homeland, if this movie can be a big hit in Europe, or even land in the Americas, then how many people in Britain will benefit from it? Yang Feng said seductively.

This thing is easy to operate, this little girl is just too simple-minded, and she can't turn around for a while.

On both sides of the Thai-Burma Railway, how many bones of British prisoners of war were buried? How many of their families, especially those young women, were fed to their dogs by the Japanese army as sex nu toy? The identities of these people are no longer verifiable.

Especially those children, it can be said that one out of ten can survive the hands of the Japanese army, it is already very good, buy a few surviving Britons for your bodyguard, and let them bite to death This is the daughter of a British victim whose whole family died in a concentration camp, is this kind of thing difficult?

As for the daily behavior of robots, it is difficult to be the same as real humans, this is not worth mentioning, a girl like her, in the hands of the Japanese army, I don't know how heinous torture she has to be, there is nothing strange about the abnormal nerves.

"Okay, I'll give it a try." Evelyn said, biting her lip.

"By the way, what's her name?"

"Uh, what's your name?" Yang Feng turned around and asked.

"Qingyi." The beautiful bodyguard replied with a blank face.

Well, Yang Feng's two hundred beautiful robots are numbered by color and number, red, orange, yellow, green, black, blue, purple, blue, pink, and white, each color followed by a number from one to twenty.

"Her name is Yang Qingyi, but this name is only a Chinese name, as for the English name, I am afraid that it will have to be determined according to the situation at that time." Yang Feng said to Evelyn.

Evelyn nodded.

If it is to obtain British nationality for Yang Qingyi in the way Yang Feng said, she must find an identity that has a record in the church to impersonate, which really depends on the situation.

In fact, she also knew that this was not difficult, as a large number of prisoners of war were rescued from various concentration camps, and the verification of their identities and dead people was underway, and there were hundreds of thousands of Britons who were alive and dead, and it was very simple to cram one into the survivor list for a little money.

"Well, can you give me that song." After negotiating the issue, she suddenly said weakly.

"Which song? Ah, you said that cassette tape, it doesn't matter if you give it to you, but the problem is that you can't put it for you, I only have two radios here, which I just invented, so I made two, one for the radio station, and one for my own use. In this way, I will find time to make another one in a few days, just so that Tsing Yi can get it to Britain to apply for a patent, and if I can apply for it, I am ready to invest in a factory in Britain, directly mass produce it and sell it on the market. ”

Yang Feng said.

This is the purpose of him to get a British nationality for Yang Qingyi.

He now has a special status, at least before the Ming Empire is recognized by the international community, he still has no nationality, so there will be no national law that will protect him, and his status as the head of the Ming Empire does not allow him to have other nationalities, so it is very difficult for him to infiltrate other countries.

But if his robot bodyguard has the nationality of all major countries, this problem can be easily solved, not only British nationality, but also United States, Gaul, Prussia, these countries have to send their own people.

Evelyn knew this, after expressing her surprise at Yang Feng's scientific talent, she immediately asked this guy to replay "Cinderella", and only after reading it did she go out with him, on the beach where the sea breeze was blowing and the coconut groves were swaying, drinking the drinks produced after 70 years, eating a seafood feast, and chatting happily for more than an hour about literature and art, and even clothing, etc., before taking Yang Qingyi to board the ship that sent her back to Temasek.

"Your Excellency—" said Evelyn, who was about to get on the boat.

"Just call me Yang Feng."

"Okay, Yang Feng, thank you for your hospitality. You know? Before I came, I never imagined that I would see a country as beautiful as the paradise you call on such a small island, and a true gentleman, a Chinese person with whom I could discuss literature and art, and even philosophy and science, and I would miss this wonderful day. ”

Evelyn gave him a gentle hug, then kissed him sincerely on the cheek before waving goodbye as she walked to the waiting steamer.

At the same time, in Surabaya, a distant island of Java, hundreds of skeletal women and children were walking on the rainwater-soaked stone road to the pier with tears of excitement.

These are the Dutch who had just been released from the Japanese concentration camps.

Because of the complex situation on the island of Java, in order to ensure the safety of these women and children, they must be sent to Temasek, which is relatively safe, as soon as possible, and then wait there for the merchant ships to return to Europe, while the Dutch men, who have also been rescued, need to stay behind and restore her rule over the area for Her Majesty.

Although the 49th Brigade of the 23rd Division of the Anglo-Indian Army has landed, a huge army of 20,000 Javanese People's Security Forces and 120,000 militiamen is also massing around the city from all over Java.

In fact, the exchange of fire began a week ago.

On 19 October, several newly rescued Dutch prisoners of war raised the Dutch flag at the Yamato Hotel, where they were housed, but then a large number of Javanese rushed in, re-removed the flag, and replaced it with their red and white flags, and were shot and killed by the Javanes when an advance team Dutch officer went to question them.

In such a situation, it is certainly not possible for these women and children to be left unescorted.

However, the group of British and Indian soldiers guarding them seriously lacked the necessary vigilance, and chatted with each other casually, not thinking that there would be any danger in the slightest.

"Lieutenant, I don't feel the atmosphere around me."

An older Tianzhu soldier looked at the empty streets as he walked, and then cautiously said to the officer leading the team.

The latter smiled haughtily, pointed to the cockade on his head and said, "Modi, you are too sensitive, we are Britons." ”

"Covert, enemy attack!"

Almost at the same time, Modi let out a heart-rending scream.

In the buildings on both sides of the street, the muzzles of countless black holes suddenly stretched out.

(Thanks to the book friend chtong210029, Yi Ge Yi Bo Yuntian, Cobra 1 for the reward, as for the update speed problem, I didn't save the manuscript.) ）