Return to the silver sports car parked outside the cavern.

Kafka, who had always been unable to hold his breath, was the first to ask: "Where shall we go next?" Sleeping on the streets? ”

This is indeed an imminent problem, Zhang Yue only said to help them enter the city, but did not say that he would help them find a place to live.

"If you don't dislike it, let me do a little bit of the friendship of the landlord and live in the cold house for a few days." Zhang Yue said with a light smile.

She thought it might be the best way to live together and take care of what happened. If you arrange for them to live outside, in order to run to them often, you will inevitably come in and out and meet a lot of people. As a princess, wandering the streets all day long, it is inevitable that someone will run out to say that it is a long story.

Nowadays, there are only unthinkable people, and there is nothing they can't say.

"You're so nice, you've helped us a lot, and you're so sorry to disturb you. They always say that beauty is everything to a woman, but in my opinion, the most important thing for a woman is kindness and kindness, and our princess can be described as the best of both worlds. Kafka didn't wait for anyone else to speak, and he was the first to speak.

Frankimir almost choked to death with his own saliva, could it be that the sun came out in the west today, it is a pity that the sky is covered with rusty clouds, and the sun in the sky cannot be seen, and Kafka's dog can spit out ivory from his dog's mouth.

How did he know that Kafka's most hobby was to please beautiful women.

"Let's all get in the car, this is not the place to talk, and when we get back to the humble house, we will think about it in the long run." Zhang Yue said to everyone with a smile.

"That's fine, it's just the troublesome girl. We waited until we got to the girl's mansion and discussed the next steps to see how we could find Zhukov in the city. The warden said weakly.

The rest of the people agreed to the warden as well, so they didn't say any more polite words, and jumped into the silver sports car like a sedan chair, they didn't understand the way the Chinese pushed around.

The silver phoenix-crowned sports car soon returned to the crowded street market, and the sports car slowly moved forward, passing through three smoky and chaotic neighborhoods.

The neighborhoods were crowded with businessmen, some of whom were selling unpaid machines that could be used as stewards to replace them. Some people are selling beautifully crafted steam boilers, which are said to be used to power all kinds of machinery in the home, and henceforth require neither labor nor electricity. There are also people who sell shiny quicklime, which is said to have the effect of killing and purifying the air, and is a bestseller in the Twin Cities, and the quicklime ignited by water blooms with an eerie blue fire.

Of course, along the way, there are many more glittering machines of all kinds, most of which they have never seen before, let alone what they are used for, which makes them want to get some as a souvenir. The Chinese businessman with an elongated face warned them expressionlessly that it was best not to buy those who did not know how to cherish.

In addition to the foul air, which has long been heavily polluted, these neighborhoods are filled with steaming steam emitted by countless machinery, turning this ancient traditional and crowded Chinese neighborhood into a hammam in Asia Minor.

As they slowly scurried through the flow of people, the road ahead of them was blocked by water, and the car could not move forward at all.

"What's going on, is it a parade? I heard that Chinese always like parades, lion dances and dragons. Frankimir, who was sitting in the front row, asked from afar, looking at the crowded crowd.

"It shouldn't be! It's not a day today, this year's Spring Festival is very late, it will have to wait until February, and there should be no large-scale parade now. Zhang Yue also expressed curiosity.

Because he didn't know what was going on, Zhang Yue planned to ask a few pedestrians.

She asked a few young people dressed as scholars on the side of the road, and they seemed to be very responsible, and they should not lie and deceive them. These young people shook their heads and told Zhang Yue that this was the "Brave General" cleaning the streets, and he always had such a big pomp.

Frank Mire is fluent in the languages of East Asian countries, which is the main focus of his secret police career. He heard the conversation between these young people and Zhang Yue, and before Zhang Yue could turn around and tell them what had happened earlier, Frank Mimir couldn't help but ask first.

"Who is the 'Brave General'?"

"He's my sister's fiancé, an eight-foot-tall, remarkable burly man." Zhang Yue said with some disdain.

From Zhang Yue's tone, Frankie Mill could hear that this made Zhang Yue a little unhappy.

Anyway, now that the car was stuck in traffic, there was nothing else to do but chat, so Frankmir went on to ask, "Why do you call General Brave?" ”

"Because he is very powerful, it is said that he is a descendant of the Vikings, not only is he more than eight feet tall, but he can also push eight horses horizontally, drag nine oxen back, his bones are made of steel and iron, and he can also smash stone tablets with his bare hands. In addition, he is also very skilled in piloting mechas, he owns a 'fire dragon god' (mecha), which is the most advanced seventh-generation mecha, which is said to be made of Viking dragon gods, and is extremely powerful. Zhang Yue pouted and nodded.

"What does this have to do with her being called 'Brave General'?" Frankie Mire asked, puzzled.

"'Brave General' means very powerful, so my father named him 'Brave General', it's as simple as that, that's the reason." Zhang Yue nodded again.

Frank Mire seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to quite understand. He slumped out of the window, craned his neck to look inside the crowd.

The crowd of merchants, craftsmen, and beggars looks like a dense patch of pebbles on the beach of Vladivostok.

In the center of the crowd that was divided into two groups, there were two rows of neat columns, slowly advancing, they were gorgeously dressed, holding red and yellow pennants in their hands, one by one, they were dignified and magnificent, and they walked with great swagger, and they made people feel a little free and loose.

Behind these men was a team of performers, blowing metal horns, playing brass flutes and beating majestic drums.

This traditional oriental music mixes with the noise of the streets, creating a unique musicality that reverberates in every corner of the streets.

In the center of the noisy gongs and drums, under the red and yellow flags, a large sedan chair hung with colorful satin and exquisitely carved brass hollow decoration appeared in everyone's field of vision.

In the eight-lift sedan chair, there was a burly man, who looked about the same age as Frankimir, and the two of them were quite similar.

The man in the sedan chair wears a white shirt, with a lot of brass leather trim on his shoulder and right arm, and a pair of white breeches underneath, and long riding boots inlaid with various metals. He wore a large gold earring on his ear and a small top hat crooked on his head, which looked very incongruous.

This man has fair skin, oily and shiny hair, and his face is full of majesty, with three points of artificiality and reserve, in order to maintain the special identity of people like them, which are different from ordinary people.

Eight strong men with naked upper bodies lifted the sedan chair high, and there was not a single hair on their shiny bald heads. They all had a thick iron chain tied around their waists, and they wore corseted leather shorts, which looked a little too tight and disproportionate to their burly size.

A thin man with shaved sideburns and hair on top of his head combed into a high ridge followed closely behind the sedan chair. He wears a short leather tunic with green leather pants that are very wide. When you walk, you can walk with rat eyes, how to look at it and how it makes people feel unpleasant.

This mighty team, to say the least, has four or five hundred people. made Frank Mimir feel that this "brave general" was too big. It seems that he is also a person who is pompous and good-looking, and loves to show off.

The procession was more lively than the parade, for more than ten minutes, until all these people had passed, the crowd gradually began to move, and slowly the sports car had space, but the street was still crowded.

Franky Mill returned to the car and asked Zhang Yue, "The person in the sedan chair is your brother-in-law?" Where is he going, what a big show? ”

"I think so, it's just that they're not officially married. I don't know where he's going, but there's no small pomp and circumstance where he's going. ”

"When, I can be so bold again, how good it would be!" Kafka said from behind the two.

"Looks like you're liked?" Frankimir asked contemptuously.

"His name is the Brave General, let's call him an invincible general." Kafka didn't hear Frank Mir's sarcastic tone at all.

"It seems that there are really a lot of such people!" Frankie Mill looked at Zhang Yue and shook his head.

"Alright! Don't think about that, we're almost there. Zhang Yue smiled faintly, didn't say anything more, just concentrated on driving her car.