Of course, Yanyun's generals have now begun to learn the Russian language, but it is best for everyone to use each other's languages to communicate in a friendly manner instead of yelling at each other during the war.
Belonging is a yearning for peace and beauty, which is a bit unrealistic.
In fact, many of Xiao Chen's ideas are unrealistic, but he has the ability to turn these originally unrealistic things into facts.
But Lemon's attitude was really unfriendly. After hearing Xiao Chen's praise, not only did he not politely express his gratitude, but he was very rude and rudely muttered a Russian saying, "Yes, I learned the language of the yellow monkey. Because I will train you..."
He seemed to lower his voice, but all the Ross soldiers around him heard it, and bursts of laughter immediately broke out.
If Xiao Chen didn't understand, he would have laughed stupidly, but he understood.
His face changed slightly, and he suddenly raised a punch and hit Lemon hard on the nose. This was beyond everyone's expectation. Lemon was also caught off guard, and his nose immediately started to bleed!
The soldiers of the Guards Division on the side were furious when they saw this, and they started making loud noises together, and there was a continuous sound of drawing swords!
Xiao Chen just showed a sneer and looked at Lemon with blood on his face and disbelief in disbelief, but he regarded five thousand soldiers and horses as nothing.
"The black tiger takes out the heart." The fat man nodded and smiled, "This is a good trick."
"This is obviously a direct attack on Huanglong." Ling'er said, "My brother hit him on the face, not the heart."
"I think it looks like an immortal guiding the way." Wen Huan said.
"It could also be White Snake spitting out the letter." Lin Yue also knows martial arts.
"It should be Qinglong Tanhai." Baili said, "If he takes advantage of the situation and touches his vaginal leg again, this Russian will definitely fall."
"Sukabule!" said the little parrot.
This Russian statement is so rude that it will not be translated.
"You hit me?" Lemon still couldn't believe that he would be beaten, and the one who beat him was Governor Yanyun...
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Chen flew up again and kicked him out with a flat kick.
Amidst the angry scoldings of the Russian soldiers, he shrugged innocently and spread his hands, "Everyone heard it. He asked me to beat him. I have never heard such a request in my life. , maybe this is how you Russians treat guests? Then I have no choice but to be hospitable and do as you please."
"I want to duel with you!" Lemon wiped the blood from his nose, pulled out the knife and stuck it on the ground. He quickly took off his armor and prepared to go into battle lightly and beat Xiao Chen!
He must defeat Xiao Chen, at least half to death, because he is a very bad-tempered guy, and he has never suffered such a big loss. He is the only one who beats people, so who the hell dares to beat him?
"Lemon, don't be like this. Mr. Xiao Chen is a distinguished guest. Although he hit you, you scolded him first. There is no need for a duel, right?" Angelina's dissuasion was not sincere at all, and she even had a look on her face. The gloating smile made people wonder that she actually wanted Lemon to beat Xiao Chen...
"No, please allow Her Majesty the Queen to challenge me to a duel. I will definitely beat him to the ground!" Lemon got Angelina's acquiescence and became even more violent.
"You are so bragging. You are like you. You can't even use one of my hands." Xiao Chen sneered.
"Governor Xiao Chen, why don't we forget it? Lemon is our Ross warrior, you can't beat him." Angelina's words didn't sound like dissuasion, but more like adding fuel to the fire.
"No, I really have to educate him today to let him know what politeness is!" Xiao Chen also took off his sword, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs to do warm-up exercises before the fight.
"Okay then." Angelina smiled, "Just have a fight. After the fight, we'll be on our way."
"Everyone, step back, step back!" The fat man opened his arms and motioned for everyone to step back, and be careful not to get blood all over him!
"Would you like to place a bet?" Whenever there was a fight, the fat man would always take a gamble. "I will be the banker and bet that Xiao Chen will win. Do you want to bet against me?"
The big guys said stop making trouble, the boss is fighting with others... Can we bet on each other? You have to be the boss!
Only Prince Saba was a little hesitant, because he had admired Lermontov's name for a long time. This guy was brave, good at fighting, and extremely fierce. How else could he be a major general in the elite Guards Division? Besides, this guy has gone through hundreds of battles without dying, so you know how strong he is...
Look at me, Xiao Chen, the boss. I am gentle and weak. Apart from being good at talking, he probably has no ability to tie a chicken. I am afraid that his ribs will not be able to match the punch of Lermontov.
Let’s just talk about the punches and kicks just now. Although they were praised by the fat guys, they were actually completely unorganized. What kind of martial arts moves were they just gangsters fighting?
It was just a sneak attack that he didn't expect. If a fight breaks out... I'm afraid he will be beaten badly.
"Come on Saba, do you dare to place a bet?" The fat man looked at him expectantly. This guy is much older.
"But..." Of course Saba dared to place the bet, but he was a little embarrassed. After all, here was the boss and over there was Ross Ghost.
"There are no relatives in the casino!" the fat man said hurriedly, "I only care about winning and losing, not feelings. It's real money, cash it out immediately!"
"Then I'll bet one hundred taels of gold that Lermontov will win." Saba was encouraged and made a rational choice.
"Don't make trouble!" The fat man said that he was too young. "A hundred taels of gold for a dignified prince, but you can't say it out loud!"
"Then two thousand taels, right?" Two thousand taels was actually just a drop of money to him, and it was considered a small gamble.
"Well, you are one of our own, and we can't let you lose too much and make everyone look ugly. Who is that, little bastard, go and ask the other party if anyone is willing to place a bet?" The fat man didn't ask himself. Because he doesn't speak Russian.
"Hey, you idiots, have you ever placed a bet on this idiot of yours to win? If so, place your bet immediately. That damn fat man will be the banker and he will get as much gold as you want!" The little parrot was also a good person, so he immediately flew over and rushed over. The Russian soldiers were shouting and speaking quite rudely.
The Russians are not only very aggressive, but also very gambling. After hearing what the little parrot said, they immediately became excited and eager to try, and looked at Angelina together.
"If you have gold..." Angelina's words were equivalent to permission.
Before she finished speaking, more than a hundred officers immediately ran out, surrounded the fat man, took out all the gold and silver coins he had on him, and bet on Lermontov to win!
"Too little." The fat man saw that it was too little and shook his head repeatedly, "What are these little bits and pieces worth?"
A group of Ross officers said that the gold and silver were already high, because we didn’t bring much with us when we came out. Unless you are willing to accept credit, we can create a letter for you. I don’t know if it will work if you sign with your fingerprints. no?
"What's wrong with that!" the fat man replied happily, "I see that you all look like dogs, you all look like you have status, you shouldn't default on your debts... Boss, tell these idiots, no matter how old you are, I will Then! If you win later, I’ll give you a few points.”
