The Hardest Bone Will Eventually Feed Wang

"Then you can go to the aid of dating, why do you have to follow me?"

Today's Nightingale changed into a slightly more casual pink dress, looked at the international news on the plane without squinting and asked, the funeral of the Duke of Wales, the British Crown Prince, was being broadcast on TV, and the Queen of England was calm and sprinkled the first Send brunette with earthy white.

"How can I say that I have no dignity, how can I say that I used to be the prince of England, one of the twelve holy knights under Charlemagne's command, and even if I want to make money, I have to make money for the heroes to help the weak."

"Understood, in short, it is troublesome, squeamish, impatient, and doesn't want to work part-time."

Nightingale subconsciously saluted at the TV, and turned back to make a conclusion to Afo.

"So~ so~ said~ is it so troublesome for me to come here? How can I help you?"

"If you don't follow me, it will be the greatest help."

Nightingale's face was indifferent.

In this way, the two heroic spirits fought all the way until they got off the plane, and the five women looked at them with great interest all the way, and almost wrote on their faces to learn how to communicate with Shabi.

"Oh! You are Mr. Bai Xian. I am lucky to meet you. I am Thomson, Thomson Huang. You can call me Thomson."

A yellow-haired young Chinese holding a pick-up sign came over to greet him eagerly, dressed in a straight suit, with a bright and straight smile, as vigorous as a young man who had just stepped out of college.

"Thomson Huang! Aren't you Chinese?"

Bai Xian didn't hold his outstretched hand and asked, looking a little arrogant, but in fact, in order not to reveal his bone touch.

"Well, I'm Chinese, but I'm American. Please don't make a mistake. Of course, you can also call me Huang. I will be responsible for your free American tour this time, and experience the terroir that your country will never encounter. Humanity and freedom and openness.”

He withdrew his hand in embarrassment and said nice words.

In order not to attract attention, the official arrangement was not an embassy person named a diplomatic writing spy, but a young man who was said to be teaching foreigners to learn Chinese.

Even he didn't know Bai Xian's real purpose, but he was hired by a high salary and told him that he was a computer expert to do some kind of market research, and that he needed a part-time driver as a guide. Anyway, he was responsible for running errands and driving.

But how much help can such a young man who asks three questions help Bai Xian's work?

I'm afraid that the secrecy is false, and it's true that I want to make Bai Xian "work" in the United States for a while longer.

He used the trade union channel to ask, even if Comrade Zhang Ke, who had dealt with him before, became the deputy director, he didn't seem to do anything out of the ordinary or give orders to the transmigrants. A pair of generosity and enthusiasm for jointly building the road of socialism with Chinese characteristics.

In Huairou's favor.

Other people's mouths are still very strict, and fortunately they didn't keep Ah Fu in the country, otherwise I'd be afraid that their underwear would be shaken clean, and the good boy Eluma who seems to be the best deceiver is dead brains. It's not stupid, after Bai Xian made it clear, she didn't say anything but praised the delicious food, and even asked her to eat more, be sure to eat poor, the newly appointed deputy director.

Here, I heard the instructions of the trade union channel to arrange domestic operations, and Thomson Huang over there was already waiting by the door in his car, but when he saw a group of women behind Baixian, Yingyingyanyan, his expression became both excited and embarrassed.

"That, Mr. Bai Xian, I received a notice to welcome you, but no one told me that you brought so many female companions, and my car might not fit."

Looking at the well-maintained but clearly aged yellow Ford convertible in front of him, Bai Xian seems to be a little troublesome to sit with so many people. There are nine people including this young man. .

"Then you find another taxi..."

"Hey girls, are you going to a party? Do you need me to give you a ride, my car is wild and powerful, and the engine is like a stallion in heat, why don't you try it?"

Just when Bai Xian was about to order a car outside the airport, a standard capitalist white youth drove a handsome and cool pink sports car and parked behind Thomson Huang's old yellow car to chat up. At the same time, there were two others. An expensive high-end sports car also stopped with him to whistle at the maids behind Bai Xian.

This made the young man of Chinese descent look a little unsightly.

"Mr. Bai Xian, they are just enthusiastic young people, and there is no malice. It's normal to talk to beautiful girls in America..."

"I understand, no need to explain, it's not that I haven't seen a white-skinned monkey in heat."

Bai Xian said that he didn't care about continuing to look for a car, but the three rotten capitalist white youths also got out of the car with a smile and passed by the nine people and entered the airport.

Ah Fu suddenly screamed, because he was slapped on the bottom when he passed by.The three white youths ran into the airport laughing as if the prank had succeeded.

"I hate these guys, they look like the British, but they don't have any gentlemanly manners."

Alfred said nonchalantly.

"Then why didn't they take advantage of me, but instead came to you, it's not because of your hormonal imbalanced morbid appearance."

Nightingale said calmly and indifferently, but the cold aura that could not be concealed by a skirt, if someone touched her buttocks, her arms would be taken off.

Ah Fu was too lazy to quarrel with Nightingale, but looking at the cars of the three white youths, he couldn't help showing a smirk.

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PS: The fourth shift is completed, I am tired, but I will continue tomorrow. I will pay off all the chapters I owe as soon as possible. Also, as I announced earlier, the duel between Brother A and the strongest enemy is coming soon.

83. Yellow skin and white stuffing

"Happy and happy."

While shouting, Ah Fu stretched out half of his body from the skylight and stretched his arms to take in the cold sea breeze, and then sneezed.

The reason why I am so happy is that Ah Fu used the bear boy's talent for demolition and directly removed the tires of the three cars, and then placed them in their original positions without fixing them. Presumably the original owner started the engine and the tires flew immediately. out.

"Twelve tires fly together, so I decided to call this trick Fahrenheit."

"boring."

Nightingale, who reads Yachting Magazine in the back seat, commented.

Because the original old yellow car could not hold so many people, Bai Xian directly bought an American RV with public funds.

That's right, it's the kind of RV in the movie that integrates housing and transportation. This thing is rare in China, and he has long wanted to try it.

This car looks similar to a bus, but its appearance is a bit like a money carrier. The space inside is very well planned. Two people are in the driver's seat and the others are not crowded at all. There are refrigerators, ovens, hammocks, folding tables, and sofas. , air conditioner, hanging TV, and a shower room, with the external water tank with a maximum capacity of one ton overhead, it can be very comfortable even across the desert.

However, although this can be regarded as the realization of childhood ideals, the Lich can't use a single one, and can only:

Watching Taran and Vanilla grab the pillow and fight in the back.

Saya scrubs in the shower like a Virgo fetish.

No. 69 chews screws like popcorn with an expressionless face.

Lyfa was sweating on the bed while doing push-ups on the bouncy ball.

Obviously, the scenery here is unique, but Bai Xian is a lich.

Hey, the more I think about it, the more my heart hurts, Bai Xian simply out of sight, opened the small doors of the RV and the driver's seat, and prepared to change Ah Fu to the back.

However, as soon as they entered the cab, they found that the two seemed to have a little dispute.

"...So even if you have money, respect, tolerance and equality are the essence of democracy. You just looked at it like that and you are used to being arrogant under the unsound laws of the country, but this is the United States, the center of the world, and you can't cover it up. Those men who touched you just now are considered sexual harassment and bear civil liability, but you dismantled their tires and violated their personal property, and you will be imprisoned. So even if your country is rich and successful in recent years The nouveau riche, but if this quality is not mentioned, it will be a pill sooner or later."

The Chinese-American youth taught an old-fashioned lesson while driving, and heard Ah Fu Ga smile and scratch his chin.

"Then what? Mr. driver, I'm not Chinese, I'm from the Celtics of England."

Afu smirked and explained.

"What? I thought your hair was dyed? I'm sorry I didn't recognize it. I thought you were both Chinese like Mr. Bai Xian. You know. There are always some unqualified Chinese people who dye their hair colorful and think that they can impersonate. Aryans came to improve your status, but since you are of British blood, you must have inherited the innate aristocratic temperament of the British. The noble and splendid of Britain is well known to the world, even the freedom and openness of today's America is nothing more than that. Yu Meng, who is a teacher from Britain. Those little hooligans who owe a lot of fighting are cheap this time, they just lost a few tires. If it was a century ago, I am afraid that countless gentlemen will start an ancient duel against them for you. "

The Chinese youth, who had been contemptuously contemptuously, turned around with a 360-degree drift and praised it.

A Fu was even more ashamed.

"Well, I think the people in the whole world who talk about freedom the most should be those French people. The British people don't talk about the French thing. The freedom of the United States should be learned from France. Also, I'm a male. Boy, I can do a duel myself."

Thomson Huang was speechless again, and even if he was beaten twice in a short period of time, he couldn't find any excuses.

"What do you say? Change your seat, A'Fu, go to the back, and I'll take the co-pilot."

"But people still want to blow..."

Ah Fu protested, but the protest was ineffective, so Bai Xian carried him by the back of his neck and threw it behind him.

"Mr. Bai Xian, are you also coming to the front seat to blow the air? The sea breeze is very comfortable. The smog-ridden environment in your country is definitely not able to blow such a refreshing and empty sea breeze."

When he saw the substitution, he started chatting with energy and embarrassment, but the words revealed that he was superior, intentionally or unintentionally, otherwise he would not have the chance to show off in the face of a 'superior person' like Ah Fu.

"I'm in the south and there's no smog."

Although Bai Xian had the same appearance as before his death, after he became a lich, the national concept of the otaku, who was not many, was even weaker, and he was too lazy to care about being concise with him.

"You can't say that. Look at that "Fat Girl Talk Show", doesn't it say that although there is no smog in the south of your country, the water pollution is still very serious. For money, those black-hearted bosses who don't understand anything? Industrial wastewater is all discharged into the river, and various heavy metals exceeding the standard lead to cancerous deformities or something.”

"Where did you hear all this? How long has it been since you returned to China? It's all old news from decades ago? Can you say something more reliable?"

He has always been angry at such an awkward chat with a sense of superiority. Isn't it easy for Bai Xian to be quiet?

"Returning to China? I'm an American, so why go back to China? It's so dangerous over there, what if I accidentally get sick or commit a crime? Besides, the prices are so high, the happiness index is so low, competition is high, and the laws are not perfect. It's not like the United States. Alright, I heard that there is no relief to eat."

Facing this answer, Bai Xian was speechless.

Originally thought they were all black-haired and yellow-skinned (at least he seemed to be) to communicate easily. Even if they asked three questions, they would at least have compatriots. Find him such a superb driver guide, are you sure it's not to disgust him?

As an IT person, he once thought that the invisible Great Wall was a feudal product that hindered the development of people's intelligence, but now it seems that even without the wall, the media and the Internet, Pride and Prejudice would have built such a Great Wall by themselves.

A wall can't stop the wisdom of the people, but a group of SBs can.

Thinking about it this way, Bai Xian completely lost his desire to chat. The trip to America that he had been looking forward to now seems to be nothing more than that. He beat Moser to death and then went home. He didn't stay for more than a day. Plan to do so.

But this yellow-skinned and white-skinned person didn't seem to want to let him go. He continued to bombard him with superiority all the way, but he seemed to have said something useful during the indiscriminate bombardment.

"...For example, in the financial sector, upper and lower limits should not be set. Capital should be left to the market to adjust itself. One of my friends bought shares of Bourne Electronics. A few days ago, the computer data loss incident in Manhattan directly caused the The person who bought the upgraded computer skyrocketed by 1000%. The stock in his hand went crazy immediately. Now he is planning a honeymoon trip with his wife. This kind of operation is the charm of finance. How can you experience this kind of overnight violence in your country? rich."

Bai Xian's head suddenly turned around and asked in surprise.

"Manhattan?!"

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PS: Once, I thought I was also a cent, running and shouting in order to awaken the soul of the nation, until I met a real cent, and then... I became like this (??????)? ?

Not only good teachers and good friends can make you grow, SB can also, at least you can touch him and cross the river, it will not be the same as SB

84. God Bless America

"Didn't you want to go to San Diego? Why do you have to come to Manhattan? Even if you have an RV, it's not enough. They only pay me two thousand dollars a week, but they didn't tell me to cross the east and west coasts. I have been in my life. Never been out of Los Angeles."

The dusty RV entered the busy New York City, and Thomson Huang complained and muttered incessantly.

Originally, Bai Xian and the others got off the plane in Los Angeles on the west coast, only a few dozen kilometers away from San Diego, where the Mercer battle broke out, but after he changed the distance, he directly crossed the western highway of the United States and went directly to New York on the east coast. Can the journey of kilometers a day and two nights keep him from complaining all the time?

"Drive more and talk less. After I leave, this car will be yours."

Bai Xian just said such a sentence, and then he shut up.

Although this yellow-skinned and white-filled stuffing is annoying, since he was born in the United States, it is not a wrong position. Bai Xian doesn't even have a body, so he doesn't care about nationalism with him, because he feels more Since Mercer, Manhattan's problems are bigger.

The reason why the traversers appeared is that the city's data loss was huge. Although I don't know the reason, it should be a necessary condition for the traversers to appear. No matter how powerful Mercer is, he is still a traverser, and there may be a group of traversers in Manhattan!