Chapter 341: I'm Your Fiancé

I have to say that this National Guard Major Principal is handsome, and his gestures are full of European noble demeanor.

Such a well-dressed guy should be the hero of this drama, right?

Suzanne and most of the audience thought in their hearts.

In this era, cabaret was the mainstream entertainment of high society.

The famous Broadway Opera House has now grown to a considerable size.

And every city will have its own place to perform musical and dance dramas.

Suzanne hadn't actually seen a musical performance, but she had heard of it somehow.

The rest of the movie is just as she guessed.

In a spacious European-style hall, men and women are dancing to the sound of mesmerizing music.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, it's obviously a joyful atmosphere, but the audience feels a certain sense of disharmony from the smiling faces.

The scene turns again, and the camera comes to the dark and dilapidated streets.

Dressed in a cheap but beautiful dancer costume, Lilia got out of the carriage and glanced up at her fiancé, who had disappeared into the street corner in a hurry.

Here, the camera zooms in very closely, showing Lilia's naturally beautiful face in front of the camera.

And between her eyebrows, there is a complicated look that is difficult to hide.

On one side there is a joyful dance party, and on the other side there is a dark street.

When Lilia pushes open the door to the military club, the light shines out of the dance party onto the street, and the two opposing scenes merge into one.

And it wasn't until this time that the audience knew that the venue of the dance party was actually a military club.

This place, which should have been solemn, is already full of desire.

"You're late, Lilia, Mr. Rodin has been waiting for you for a long time."

A plump middle-aged woman who seems to have been waiting for her, "Didn't Chris tell you?" Monsieur Rodin is here to invite you. ”

Lilia didn't speak, and small steps followed behind the fat woman.

Suddenly, the fat woman turned her head again, with a slight unbearable look on her face, "By the way, you should understand what kind of drinking party this is, right?" ”

"I understand." Lilia nodded.

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Lilia, who was new to the military club, looked at everything in front of her hesitantly, although she was wearing the same bright clothes, it was completely different from the lights around her.

A middle-aged man with a bow on his head is hugging left and right, enjoying the services of a woman.

Seeing Lilia coming, he stood up.

That man was Rodin, a senior military adviser to the French Army.

In the dialogue of various characters, the background of the story finally becomes clear.

It turns out that the story took place exactly a year ago in San Diego, a city located in the southernmost part of the former state of California.

This was the time when the Lone Star Republic was at war with the Ming Dynasty.

In the face of the powerful Ming Empire, the Lone Star people had no power to resist at all, and could only pin their hopes on the Western powers.

And Rodin, the military adviser to the French army, stands behind the powerful France, which is the existence of the emperor of San Diego.

He single-handedly turned the military club into a place for fornication parties.

The young and beautiful American girl became the plaything of the French officers.

At first, they were prostitutes, then they were commoners, and today, these French people have set their sights on the so-called "celebrities" in the local area.

As the fiancée of a major in the National Guard, Lilia has long been a prey coveted by Rodin.

Rodin poured a glass of inferior red wine and handed it to Lilia, trying to wrap his arms around her.

Such a vulgar man wants to pick pure and beautiful flowers, which makes the audience can't help but cover their mouths.

Starting from the simple feelings of human beings, they did not want this to happen.

Luckily, it doesn't happen.

Not because of anything else, but because Lilia's actor is called Vanderbilt Jolie, it is doomed that this vulgar Frenchman's groping hand will not succeed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rodin."

Lilia nimbly dodged the incursion, "I'm not used to this, I need to calm down." ”

"Hahaha, it's okay, Major Chris told me that you are a conservative woman, and he has never tasted you so far."

Rodin laughed disappreliantly.

What's the point if you can get it easily?

The more the prey resists, the more excited the hunter becomes, doesn't it?

At the ball, the women scratched their heads in an attempt to attract the attention of the French bigwigs.

Because there will be a "Miss San Diego" contest tonight, they believe that if they can win, it means that they may be taken to Europe, to Paris.

Paris, that's the most beautiful city in the world!

It is also the place that every American girl yearns for.

In particular, the war in North America has been going on for 6 years, and the war has brought poverty, death, and suffering.

They desperately want to get out of here.

In the end, the sexiest dancer, Allen, won the laurel of the night, offering her crisp breasts and begging the officer who won her to take her to France.

However, she was rejected in one bite.

Alan begged bitterly, but in exchange for only a slap in the face.

"Country woman, you may not think too much!"

The French officer said disdainfully as he rubbed Allen's crisp breasts.

Seeing that the game was almost complete, Rodin got up and clapped his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Bang!

Just as Rodin was about to announce that the real show was about to begin, the door of the club was kicked open.

I saw a team of soldiers dressed in Desan windbreakers quickly enter and control the situation.

Many officers, whose pants were halfway off, were smashed to the ground with a straight butt.

Lilia looked up, and the side face of a tall oriental man was reflected in her eyes, which were slightly misty because of the red wine.

The man scanned the surroundings with a nonchalant expression, his gaze lingering on Lilia for an undetectable look.

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The screen turned again, and it was already the second day.

An astonishing piece of news has spread throughout San Diego.

The French were defeated, and the invincible French Empire suffered a crushing defeat in the Far East.

Pictures of them flying white flags and raising their hands in the Japanese hills are plastered all over the streets of San Diego.

Not only in the Far Eastern battlefield, but also on the outskirts of San Diego, the French were also under the bayonets of the Ming Empire, like humble rats raising their hands and kneeling to beg for surrender.

Then, Daming quickly took over the city of San Diego.

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Soon, another two months passed.

With the arrival of the Ming Army, San Diego underwent a sea change.

The French were driven away.

The Ming people began to rebuild the city, which had been damaged by artillery fire.

They brought with them smart engineers, efficient construction teams, and well-trained doctors.

Social order was quickly restored.

Compared to Caucasian men who can only talk about themselves, they are pragmatic, efficient, and romantic.

Any job, they can do it well.

Except for one thing......

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Syllable!

Lilia covered her cheeks and sat on the floor with her legs together.

"Stinky bitch, didn't you sleep with the French? Now what is pretending to be pure! ”

Chris roared wildly in his dilapidated cabin.

On the night of the destruction of San Diego, Chris and some of his men escaped arrest by the Ming army by chance.

Today he secretly returned to San Diego, found Lilia, and took her to the cabin.

As soon as he entered the house, Chris was like a hungry wolf, unbuttoning his pants and trying to rape his fiancée.

I don't know why, thinking of his originally pure fiancée being ravaged by those French, Chris has an indescribable excitement in his heart.

After being pushed away by Lilia, there was the same scene as before.

"I haven't done that." Covering her hot and painful cheeks, Lilia bit her lip and said.

"Phew, do you think I'm going to believe it?"

Chris was furious, "You didn't just sleep with the French, did you!" In those days when I was away, did you also open your legs to those Orientals? ”

Lilia looked at her fiancé in disbelief and didn't say a word.

"Refuge, why don't you refute? Fuck! The French can, the Ming can, why can't I? I'm your fiancé! ”

Lilia looked at the man in front of her who was growling.

He has long lost the hypocritical elegance of his past, but is like a beast that chooses people and devours them.

Can such a man really bring happiness to himself?

After a beating, Chris ultimately failed to achieve his goal and hurried away, needing to get out of San Diego before curfew.

However, before leaving, he viciously coerced his fiancée to use his body to raise a sum of money.

He and his remnants are engaged in a conspiracy against the Akito, requiring a large sum of money to buy explosives.