Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 143 Chocolate
Subtitle of this chapter: Dragoon + Buffalo
"If I say no, then it's no!"
Lindenwan's face turned pale, and he spoke to Miss Enyuka with gritted teeth.
"Why not? If you don't see Ni...well, how can Mr. Yuan understand the latest situation?"
The anarchist female fighter, who was wearing a nurse's uniform inside and a coat outside, had a martyr-like look on her face and said very firmly: "Besides, it's none of your business to control what I want to do!"
When not in front of our Master Yuan, this young lady regained her arrogant nature of keeping men...well, men at a distance of thousands of miles.
Looking at the nurse uniform she was wearing underneath, there was no doubt that Enuka was trying to disguise herself as a nurse to sneak into New York Presbyterian Hospital to visit her Chinese lover.
The Soviet spy just felt his head swelling. The girl in front of him was originally a sturdy German dragoon according to her bloodline. But maybe it was because she had been disguised as a French for too long. Now she had the attributes of a female buffalo... well, a female buffalo in estrus.
As expected of a senior intelligence officer sent by Comrade Trotsky, Comrade Lindenwan was well-versed in Uncle Ma's works and even knew these two allusions.
You know, Uncle Ma described his female compatriots like this: "We German compatriots prefer farm girls, and this may be right. We respect the dragoon-like pace of strong female livestock farmers, and especially their fists."
He had a much higher opinion of the women of Gaul: "For the women of Burgundy, of Saint-Bry and Wilmanton, with their clean-washed faces, their sleek hair, their well-proportioned figures, made a more agreeable impression on me than the buffaloes I met between the Seine and the Loire.. "
Lindenwan couldn't help but rub his temples with his hands, and at the same time he sighed in his heart.
I don't know how this mother and daughter of the dragoon got in touch with the professor, but they are usually quite capable. With two charming women coming forward, many things are really easier to deal with. And judging from what they accidentally revealed, they do have a deep hatred for the Americans, but the problem is that these two are not communist fighters like Linden Wan, and they don't know what it means to "struggle for the liberation of all mankind all their lives." It's okay when they are doing serious work, but once this situation happens, they become unorganized and undisciplined.
He couldn't help but wonder, when would the organization send a political commissar?
"Ann, how can you talk to Mr. Linden like that? Why don't you apologize to him now!" At this time, "Mother Dragon (Mother of Dragoons)" came out to ease the situation.
But the "Dragon Girl" (the daughter of the Mother of the Dragon Rider) snorted softly, raised her head forty-five degrees towards the sky, still looking that arrogant.
Her mother could only laugh dryly, and then she skillfully cast a wink at Linden Wan, and then said delicately, "Why not let An go? Just like she said, we should at least know about Mr. Yuan's recent situation."
Sister Wei An came over and whispered, "Just in case... we can rest assured now, right?"
"No!" Lindenwan looked at her with some disgust, stepped back and said firmly.
"Dragon Mother" secretly sneered in her heart, this pervert who doesn't like women, no wonder the old Russian man asked her to team up with him.
The team leader turned his head and saw Zhuang Kunlun who was still studying "The Anarchist's Cookbook" seriously. His eyes lit up and he said, "You can go if you want..."
Before the Long mother and daughter could react, he pointed at the BOOOOM expert and said, "Let Zhuang go. He is the Chinese servant of that Chinese man."
Zhuang Kunlun looked up as if waking from a dream and asked, "What do you want me to do?"
And Miss Enyuka immediately shouted, “No!”
"jingle!"
At this moment, the door of the store was suddenly pushed open, and a group of chattering girls walked in. The four anarchist fighters had no choice but to shut up and prepare to entertain the sudden guests.
But I didn't expect these girls to be so friendly.
One of the good-looking girls' eyes lit up, and she almost jumped in front of the "Dragon Mother", grabbed her hand and asked, "You are Vivian, right?"
"Ah?!" Sister Vivian looked at the young woman carefully and finally confirmed that she really didn't know her.
But she was confirmed. The girl turned to her companions and said happily, "Helen, and all of you, look! She is as beautiful as Mr. Yuan described in his book... and very charming."
"Yeah yeah."
"Yes, that's right."
Another girl walked up to the counter, stood on tiptoe and looked at Lindenwan with a critical eye.
But she was not so excited. Instead, she asked in a somewhat unpleasant tone, "Are you Mr. Lindenwan? By the way, have you fought in Europe before?"
"Um?!"
When the Soviet spy heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat and almost took out the pistol from the counter.
Fortunately, the girl had lost interest in him. She muttered to herself, "He's not as handsome as the books say. Maybe it's because I'm old..."
The remaining girls surrounded Miss Enyuka, with curiosity flashing in their eyes and whispering to each other.
"Is this Enyuka? How come he's so big?"
"I think Mr. Yuan wrote about their past in France. They have grown up naturally over the years."
"Yeah, that's right. She's so pretty now, she must have been pretty cute when she was ten."
Only our Miss Helen Brown felt uncomfortable when she looked at Miss Enuka Rochelle, as if she had taken a bite of a lemon.
So the "little fairy" walked up to take a look at the "little dragon girl" and snorted, "Hmph, I think she's just average."
"It's just so-so..."
"It's just so-so..."
"It's just so-so..."
These words hit Miss Enyuka’s heart hard.
So what do girls care about most? Naturally, it's their appearance.
She immediately responded, "Humph, I'm better than you!"
In fact, the four anarchists... well, the four anti-American fighters were really shocked and frightened. They couldn't understand how a group of girls who they didn't know knew their names and origins.
Could they be federal agents or private detectives...but do they look like they are here to arrest me?
Miss Brown was a little angry at being scolded, but she was a real lady after all, so she didn't continue the argument. However, the feud between the two of them was formed from then on, and they disliked each other for the rest of their lives.
Helen turned and said, "Okay, sisters, we are here to taste chocolate, not to see people."
"Well, I want to try the herbal chocolate mentioned in the book."
"What herbal chocolate? It 's obviously aphrodisiac chocolate. You are such a shameless little girl."
"I want to eat the kind of chocolate that makes people feel sweet love."
"Hehe, your love is also moved."
"I just want to make people energetic. I didn't sleep last night because I stayed up late reading."
"Yeah, me too. I stayed up all night to finish it, too."
The four anarchist fighters were completely Spartan. Are these women crazy? I can't understand what they are saying.
All I heard was this group of crazy girls saying in unison: "Boss, boss lady. We want coarse chocolate."
