Tang Qiuli's tall figure appeared at the door of the hotel lobby, immediately attracting everyone's attention, the guests present, few have seen Tang Qiuli's true face, this Chinese who once arrived in Manila, stirred up the sky and storms, and asked for the lives of more than 30 American soldiers, how fierce is the three-headed, six-armed, and fierce face. *.*

According to common sense, Mei Xue, who is dressed in a cheongsam, has thousands of charms and is as delicate as a flower, should be the focus of attention, in this kind of social occasion, beautiful women are always the focus of attention, but today, Mei Xue has been temporarily ignored, all because Tang Qiuli's name is too big, turning over the history of Manila, on the territory of the Americans, I am afraid that Tang Qiuli is the first person who can make Americans bow their heads so much.

Tang Qiuli smiled bitterly, this time, if you don't want to be famous, after seeing Tang Qiuli's face clearly, almost everyone showed surprise on their faces, and whispered, this is the famous Tang Qiuli, young and unspeakable, gentle and graceful, according to the signs of Westerners, this is a standard gentleman, if it weren't for the scar on his face, remind everyone, this is a figure with a million heavy soldiers, everyone will definitely think that this is a very well-educated son of a wealthy family.

After retracting their gaze from Tang Qiuli's body, everyone noticed Mei Xue beside him, and couldn't help but whisper, "It's so beautiful!" I have to admit that despite the prejudice against Tang Qiuli, such a pair of men and women walked into the splendid hall with their arms in their arms, looking so harmonious and natural, as if this was born to be a stage built for them.

Stilwell hurried over, "General Tang." It's our pleasure to welcome you to the reception," of course, this is a polite remark. Tang Qiu swept away from his eyes, and he had already taken in the expressions of the guests, most of the people's eyes were not friendly, and even hateful, this is easy to understand, he had just asked for the lives of thirty-eight American soldiers, these people who looked at themselves were full of taste. It should be Americans.

MacArthur, Alexander, and Brooks stood side by side, wine glasses in their hands, and looked at Tang Qiuli with their hearts, and MacArthur entered the hall from Tang Qiuli. It is certain that this is the nasty Chinese Tang Qiuli who repeatedly slapped himself and forced himself to give the order to shoot 34 US soldiers.

An irrepressible disgust. He couldn't help frowning, MacArthur didn't plan to greet him personally, he had to wait, waiting for Tang Qiuli to take the initiative to come over to greet him. It seems that only in this way will he feel better. It seems that he can get some face back, and it is one thing to make concessions to Tang Qiuli. In public, taking the initiative to show favor to this extremely hated Chinese is another matter, so MacArthur's attitude became even more arrogant, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and watched Tang Qiuli walk in coldly.

Alexander's mood is more complicated, in a sense, Tang Qiuli and his independent division are the saviors of Alexander and the British army, if there is no Tang Qiuli's troops, capture Myitkyina, open the way to withdraw west to India, Alexander and the remaining British soldiers, either become a rotting corpse on the land of Burma, or become a member of the Japanese prisoner of war camp.

From another point of view, it was also this Chinese Tang Qiuli who refused to carry out the orders of the Allied headquarters, tore a hole in the outskirts of Mandalay, rescued the British army, and led more than 400,000 Anglo-Burmese soldiers to be ambushed by the Japanese in the Libao Grand Canyon, and then fell into a catastrophe by the Yindun River.

In the end, there were only more than 20,000 people, who retreated to Impal in India, and Alexander himself, who was left out in the cold and deprived of military power, served as a bullshit civil magistrate who did nothing all day, almost idle, all this qiē that happened was related to the Chinese in front of him, for Alexander, who was the usual boss in Burma, was there anything more painful than this? How do you make Alexander embarrassed?

And Lieutenant General Brooks from Australia, before, did not know much about the most powerful Tang Qiuli in China, China, for Brooks, is too far away, separated by the vast Pacific Ocean, in his impression, Chinese men should be combed with long braids, wearing tattered clothes, numb faces, with malnutrition and beating vegetables.

This is not to blame Brooks, his father, who once served in the U.S. Army and participated in the battle of the Eight-Nation Coalition to capture Beijing, often said this when he was a child, and Brooks's home still has a lot of gold and silver treasures from China, which his father plundered back, and tonight, the necklace around his wife's neck is an item in the Chinese Imperial Palace, and it is said that it is still the personal belongings of one of the emperor's concubines, and after his father raped this imperial concubine, he put the life of the Chinese woman with small feet and this necklace, Harvested together.

Brooks's attitude towards the Chinese is even more contemptuous than MacArthur, the kind of contempt for little knowledge and inherent thinking, and his mood is also the most relaxed, not having to deal with this ignorant and backward nation will save a lot of trouble, he is very strange, MacArthur, who has always been arrogant and arrogant, will be distressed for this Chinese, will bow his head for this Chinese concession, and pay for the lives of more than thirty American soldiers?

The top representatives of the Western forces of the three allies watched Tang Qiuli approach step by step, his blue-gray eyes flashed with different lights, some were curious, some were complicated, and there was so undisguised contempt and hostility, unexpectedly, Tang Qiuli was five or six meters away from them, smiled at the Chinese beauty holding his arm beside him, and sat straight to a table, from beginning to end, his eyes did not sweep a glance at the three most important people in the audience, which was more transparent than air.

A burst of annoyance, climbed on MacArthur's face, Alexander was calm, he and Tang Qiuli had met twice, and also confronted each other twice, knowing well that this young Chinese, that arrogant bones, if not for fear of destroying MacArthur's mood and causing this American's dissatisfaction, he would not mind taking the initiative to go over to say hello.

Brooks looked at Tang Qiuli with even more interest, this young Chinese aroused his great interest, he didn't mind talking to Tang Qiuli, mainly because he had a question that he urgently needed to know, "Excuse me, General Tang, where did your braids go?" Is your beautiful lady still a pair of small feet? Can I see that? ”

Imagine, the Chinese in front of him, wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a big braid behind his head, the plump and attractive beautiful woman beside him, under such a graceful body, a pair of palm-length small feet, how to support her sexy body, thinking of this, Brooks is itching, eager to open Mei Xue's cheongsam to see what is going on.

Thankfully, Brooks also saw that MacArthur didn't move, he was embarrassed to be the first to step forward, the so-called gentlemanly demeanor saved him, otherwise, tonight's drinking party has not started yet, and the first one to be carried out is this Lieutenant General Brooks, of course, not drunk, but definitely suffered a heavy blow from Tang Qiuli and fainted to the ground, as for whether he can wake up, it depends on his creation.

The sweat on Stilwell's head came down, he didn't expect that he greeted other guests, and in less than a minute, Tang Qiuli actually took such a move, looking at MacArthur's increasingly blue face, Stilwell seemed to smell a smell of gunsmoke, and a little spark popped out of the air.

The other guests, obviously had noticed this, and they talked about it one after another, Tang Qiuli couldn't keep a low profile, Stilwell hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Vice Chairman Tang, please allow me to introduce, this is the four-star general MacArthur, the commander-in-chief of the US forces in Southeast Asia and the South Pacific, this is the civil affairs officer of the British Empire in eastern India, Lord Alexander, this is the chief of staff of the Australian Army, Lieutenant General Brooks. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand to Tang Qiuli and introduced: "This is General Tang Qiuli, vice chairman of the Chinese Civil Affairs Commission, commander-in-chief of the Burma Theater, and second-class army general," Alexander is an old acquaintance, and he was just about to go over to shake hands, but MacArthur next to him did not move, and he quietly retracted his hand again, no way, it is now the world of Americans, and he still has to look at MacArthur's eyes.

As for Brooks, he didn't care about his posture, he just kept looking at Tang Qiuli, and kept looking at the back of his head, MacArthur was like a falcon, with blue-gray eyes, staring at Tang Qiuli, he was waiting for Tang Qiuli to take the initiative to reach out, according to his position, he was the first deputy commander of the Allied forces, and Tang Qiuli was just the commander of a unit under the Allied forces.

As for his title of vice chairman of the Republic of China, MacArthur didn't pay attention to it at all, even if Chairman Chiang came, so what? MacArthur, who has been mixed in the East for a long time, knows that this is momentum, that is, the so-called face of the Chinese, you Tang Qiuli took the initiative to greet the ceremony, that is, to correct the identity of his subordinates, tomorrow's meeting, it will be much easier!

But he thought wrongly, Tang Qiuli didn't mean to take the initiative to stretch out his hand at all, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at it calmly, in his eyes, MacArthur who gradually burst into flames, this smile, in MacArthur's opinion, was full of provocation and contempt, this is what the boss is used to, absolutely intolerable, dare to contempt and challenge me MacArthur in public, it is really self-conscious.

The guests all stopped talking, looking at Tang Qiuli and MacArthur, who did not give in to each other, people who had good things, and even began to bet, which of the two people reached out first? Stilwell hurriedly rounded up, "Generals, we might as well sit down and talk." ”

Tang Qiuli and MacArthur stretched out their hands almost at the same time and shook each other's hands, their eyes collided, Tang Qiuli's eyes narrowed slightly, and MacArthur felt that a cold light flashed in the eyes of this young Chinese man who was half a head shorter than him......