…
The reception room suddenly fell into silence.
Ma Jinshan looked at the foreign Japanese who banged the table and stood up to get angry.
He was confused.
I don’t know what the foreign devils said.
But looking at this battle, it seems that some curse words were said.
Ma Jinshan twisted open the button on the quick-draw holster with his right hand, and then slapped the gun onto the reception table.
The person standing behind Ma Murui then reached his hand into the lining of the suit...
only.
He was still one step late.
Behind him, Ma Jinhai held a gun against guard Ma Murui's lower back.
Ma Murui was stunned.
He couldn't believe it.
There will be Chinese people who dare to show their pistols in front of him.
Ma Murui sneered: "You are so stupid."
"Not even your boss in Jinling dares to show his gun in front of me."
"You guys let me down so much."
…
Ye Anran understood Ma Murui's mood at the moment very well.
no way.
Modern ancestors are accustomed to kneeling.
All the bones of the Chinese people were taken away.
I knelt in front of them for a long time, and suddenly stood up one day, but they couldn't bear it anymore.
I always feel that Chinese people kneeling are in line with the aesthetics and requirements of the international community.
Ye Anran was in a very bad mood.
He looked at Ma Jinhai, who was standing next to Ma Murui and holding a gun, "Second brother."
"This guy has a bad mouth."
"Pull him out, find an iron telephone pole, and ask him to taste whether the pole is sweet or spicy..."
…
"Hahaha!"
Ma Jinhai laughed loudly.
Is there such a good thing?
He then called Sun Maotian, first fired the gun of guard Ma Murui, and then dragged Ma Murui out of the reception room.
outdoor.
Sun Maotian forcibly took off Ma Murui's coat.
I specially found an iron telegraph pole, "Your job with your tongue sticking out..."
Phew~
Ye Anran watched Sun Maotian's performance at the window...
I almost burst out laughing.
He said in English: "As long as you stick out your tongue and lick the telephone pole, my people will put clothes on you, otherwise, you will freeze."
…
Ma Murui looked back at Ye Anran who was standing at the window with a confused look on his face...
"Do you know who I am?"
"I am the United States Minister to China, Counselor Ma Murui."
"You better know what you are doing!!"
Ma Murui was shivering with cold outside the house.
His translator and guard stood by the window.
Watch quietly.
Ye Anran just opened a few windows, and cold wind kept blowing in.
You can imagine the temperature outside.
How low is it?
Ma Murui's face turned livid from the cold.
Ye Anran looked through the window at Mr. Counselor who announced his home address.
"Excuse me, Mr. Counselor."
"If we point our finger at you in the United States and scold you, will you arrest us?!"
Ma Murui:......
He stared at Ye Anran, "White people are the noblest race in the world."
"You yellow people..."
Damn it!
Ye Anran closed the window angrily.
He felt very angry after closing it, then opened the window and looked at Sun Maotian, "This grandson is wearing too many clothes, take them all off!!"
Sun Maotian: "Yes!"
He responded.
Then he took off Ma Murui's body warmer...
Ma Murui was stunned.
He scolded and backed away.
No matter what.
The more he struggled, the more excited Sun Maotian and the others became.
Ma Murui was soon stripped down to nothing but his inner lining.
The northeast wind enveloped Ma Murui, who challenged the cold, and he shivered with the cold.
After only holding on for less than five seconds, he turned back to Ye Anran and shouted loudly: "I hope you will do what you say!!"
The next second.
Ma Murui stuck out his tongue and kissed the telephone pole.
The moment his tongue touched the telephone pole, Ma Murui's scalp went numb.
He instantly discovered a huge secret.
Why?
Ma Murui's face was solemn.
His eyes were as big as eggs. When he tried to take his tongue off the telephone pole, it got stuck to the telephone pole.
"Woooooooo..."
"Goose goose uh..."
Ma Murui bared his teeth and waved his hands...
Ye Anran laughed "haha".
He invited Einstein outside and looked at Ma Murui, who was all thin, "Look."
"This telephone pole must be sweet, so sweet that Minister Ma Murui can't help himself."
…
Einstein: ...
He shrunk his tongue.
How can I not extricate myself from this!
This is obviously sticky!
Ye Anran walked to Sun Maotian, thoughtfully took away Ma Murui's clothes, walked to him and put them on him.
"Mr. Counselor."
"Is it sweet?"
…
"Woooooooo..."
"Wow wow wow wow..."
Ma Murui's face turned red from the pain, and he was speechless as he whined.
Tears were almost streaming down from my eye sockets.
Ye Anran looked at his solemn and exaggerated expression, "Are you trying to say that this thing is spicy?"
…
“￥#￥&&#…”
…
Ma Murui trembled all over.
Only those who have licked a telephone pole in winter will understand the sore feeling.
Ye Anran's expression turned cold.
"Mr. Counselor."
"When you are in China, you must first respect the Chinese culture and the people here."
"Only if you respect others can you gain the respect of others."
"I hope today's events will leave a lasting impression on you, remember this pole and remember everything that happened today."
…
Ma Murui nodded wildly for a while.
Ye Anran looked at Ma Jinhai, "Second brother, get it down for him."
Ma Jinhai:......
He looked at the foreign devil with his tongue stuck on it, "What are you doing?"
Sun Maotian: "Should we use hot water?"
Ma Jinhai: "Go get hot water."
Ye Anran:......
soon.
Ma Jinhai came outside carrying a hot water bottle.
Looking at the steaming thermos, Ma Murui shook his head crazily as if he had been kicked by a donkey...
Freeze to death a second ago?
Burned to death the next second?
His face was red.
Ma Jinhai picked up the thermos.
He poured water from the top of the telephone pole.
A white mist surrounded Ma Murui...
A few minutes later.
Ma Murui staggered and fell to the ground with a thud.
He looked at Ye Anran in confusion...
He has the desire to kill.
Ye Anran invited him into the house.
Glancing at Einstein beside him, he smiled slightly and said, "How about you give it a try?"
…
Instein quickly shook his head.
He then followed Ma Murui into the reception room.
A wave of warmth swept through his body in an instant. Compared to his arrogant attitude just now, Ma Murui was much more honest at this time.
He quickly put on his clothes.
He took a sip of hot water from the water glass in front of him.
I can still vaguely feel the pain in my tongue...
Ye Anran sat opposite him, "Mr. Counselor."
"Although the "specialties" of Northeast China are good, you can't be greedy."
"You're just too anxious."
"We Northeasterners have been licking this stuff since childhood..."
"How is it? Is it sweet?"
Ma Murui:......
He raised his head and stared at Ye Anran, wanting to kill him...
:good evening……
: I took a day off yesterday, hehe...
: I will only ask for one day a month... I promise not to ask for more...
