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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 1181 Unpleasant Night in Manila (Part 2)

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    > .Chapter 1,181 An Unpleasant Night in Manila (Part 2)

    Tang Qiuli, Mei Xue and Shan Hu, together with eight special guards, strolled out of the hotel where they were staying and merged into the flow of people in this colonial-colored, eccentric city. None of the Manila citizens passing by around them.  You would think that this tall and handsome young man is famous in Asia and the most powerful figure in the Republic of China.  

    Tang Qiuli's relaxed mood was quickly destroyed. The eyes of the men around him were all the same, showing naked greed and lust. However, Mei Xue, who was holding her arm, suddenly didn't realize it.  , looking at the exotic Manila street scene with great interest.

    It should be said that Mei Xue did not dress up deliberately tonight. She was just wearing a white dress and her long black hair was casually scattered on her round shoulders. The night wind blew through it, flying like crow wings. She had no makeup and her face was upturned.  Compared to the scantily clad and heavily made-up Manila girls on the street, they couldn't be more ordinary.

    But it was such a Chinese girl who, like an orchid in an empty valley, appeared on the streets of Manila and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Compared with the Manila girls with dark and yellow skin, Mei Xue's skin showed the beauty of icy muscles and jade bones.  , that kind of temperament, the indescribable temperament, the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

    Tang Qiuli couldn't help frowning, secretly regretting his decision. Mei Xue was too attractive, but he couldn't dig out the eyes of all the men here. They didn't say anything or move, they just looked at Mei Xue.  , what can you do?  If you don¡¯t want other men to see it, hide it at home!

    Tang Qiuli's arm slightly exerted force. Mei Xue followed his movements and unconsciously turned in a direction, walking towards a place with fewer pedestrians. Mei Xue, who looked curious and satisfied, knew her husband's little thoughts.  , but things in the world are so strange that you can¡¯t hide even if you want to.

    Seven or eight drunk American soldiers came towards them. Each of their arms was holding the plump waist of a Filipino girl. They were leaning towards Tang Qiuli and the others. Shanhu winked and four special guards came up.  In the first few steps, Tang Qiuli and Mei Xue were separated inside. Several American soldiers, smelling of alcohol, took up most of the narrow street, showing a colonial mentality as if no one else was around.  

    Tang Qiuli turned his back to them. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't have much favorable impression of Americans, no matter in his previous life or in this life. How should I put it, Americans' mentality of always feeling good about themselves and thinking of themselves as the boss,  The annoying and drunk American soldiers did not pay attention to these Asians. In their hearts, except for those with Western faces, they were probably inferior races.

    When an American soldier with the rank of sergeant passed by Tang Qiuli, he touched Mei Xue's plump breasts with a big, hairy hand. His movements were extremely skillful. Probably, this American soldier had done this frequently.  He didn't see Mei Xue's face, but he just felt that this Asian girl's figure made people unable to resist touching her. If he didn't eat some tofu, he would be sorry for his own hands.

    Moreover, he hoped to hear a clear scream from this girl. This was a common reaction among Asian women. For this American soldier, it was a boring pastime. Just now, he had already had this plump Filipino girl in his arms.  After venting all his passion, he seemed to feel the fullness and trembling of the Asian girl's vagina. Suddenly, a heartbreaking pain filled his nerves, and then, his body flew out like a cloud.

    All of this just happened in an instant. Shan Hu looked at the American soldiers with a cold face. With just one grab and two kicks, the American's wrists and ribs must have been broken several times.  This U.S. Army sergeant was a burly man with a height of over 1.80 meters and a weight of 90 kilograms, but he was not enough to look at in front of Shanhu.

    Several American soldiers reacted and looked at their companions moaning and rolling on the ground. Their blue-gray eyes showed disbelief. For the conquerors of this land, the Americans were basically not subject to local laws.  Without restraint, no Asian dares to do anything to themselves. It is the most common thing to pat girls' buttocks and pinch their vaginas. Even if their boyfriends or husbands are by their side, they dare not do it in anger.  Word.  

    If the mood comes, you can directly infiltrate the military camp, play for a few days and then release them. At most, you can give them a few dollars and spend them all. This is the privilege, the privilege of the conqueror. Tang Qiuli did not even look at them.  , and continued to walk forward with Mei Xue, several American soldiers shouted, picked up the wine bottles in their hands, and rushed towards them.

    There was a muffled sound of fists and feet entering the flesh, followed by a scream. Without Shan Hu taking any action, several special guards knocked down these American soldiers whose eyes were reddened by alcohol in three seconds.  Pedestrians on the street also noticed something unusual here, and they all watched from a distance and pointed.Little by little, situations like this are common on the streets of Manila at night, especially when Americans are involved, and even the police didn't come over.

    At this time, Mei Xue opened her beautiful big eyes and asked curiously: "Qiu Li, why did Shanhu and the others beat these Americans?" Tang Qiuli smiled bitterly, "This silly girl, it's not because of you," she said  But she said, "They are drunk and need to sober up. Shanhu is helping them." Mei Xue was amused by Tang Qiuli's words.

    Tang Qiuli and the others walked away, leaving behind a few American soldiers who fell to the ground and groaned, a few dumbfounded Filipino girls, and a group of Manila citizens who were watching. This was just a small episode and had no impact. Waiting for the police  When they came over, Tang Qiuli and others had disappeared into the crowd.

    Turning a corner, a small shop that looked very clean caught Tang Qiuli's attention, mainly because of the Chinese characters on the sign. It gave him a very friendly feeling on the streets of a foreign country, and it was eye-catching.  There are some of his favorite dishes on the menu. This is probably a Chinese shop. Since we go out to eat, we have to take care of the business of our compatriots.

    Just as he was about to turn around, there was a piercing whistle, and then, a US military jeep drove past like crazy on the crowded streets of Manila, heading straight for Tang Qiuli. Tang Qiuli pushed his arm hard,  Holding Mei Xue tightly in his arms, the jeep whizzed past him. The mountain tigers and special guards who were a few steps behind were broken into cold sweats.

    The pungent smell of gasoline was heard as the US military jeep drove away. There was a burst of wild laughter and harsh whistles. At this time, Tang Qiuli's leisurely mood had been completely destroyed. Mei Xue patted her plump chest and suffered.  He said as if in fright: "Qiu Li, how can American soldiers drive like this?" Tang Qiuli sneered, "They are the conquerors of this land, so they will naturally do whatever they want. Even if they kill someone, it will cost them just a few dozen dollars."  can solve the problem.¡±

    There is another sentence he did not say, "There is not much difference between the appearance and the Japanese." The owner of the small shop is a middle-aged man in his fifties. He has been making a living on the streets of Manila all year round and has a very accurate eye for people.  , seeing these three young men coming in, the young man who came in first, with a body as majestic as a mountain, gave people a feeling of being extremely flexible.

    His eyes scanned around vigilantly for a week, filled with an irrepressible fierceness. Of the two men behind him, the man was extraordinary, tall and handsome, and the woman was elegant and refined, so beautiful that it made people's eyes shine. Even though the boss had seen countless people  , there is still a feeling of amazement, even at his age, he can't help but take a second look.

    Moreover, the boss dares to conclude that these three young people are from their hometown. The reason is very simple. The land and water support one person. Look at the locals walking on the street. They are short in stature, with scorched skin, skinny and dry, and they all look like monkeys.  Almost, it makes people wonder if they have too many atavistic genes.

    "Three guests, please come in!" The boss said enthusiastically with a smile on his face and speaking unskilled Mandarin. Tang Qiuli smiled gently. He really guessed it right. This is really a small restaurant run by a Chinese.  The layout of the store is also very Chinese. The three of them sat down and just opened the menu.

    Suddenly there was a harsh sound of brakes outside, followed by a burst of shouts in English, the sound of chaotic footsteps, and then a scream, and the half-open bamboo door of the shop was kicked open with a strong kick.  , a ten-year-old young man dressed as a waiter stumbled into the store with his face covered in blood.

    The few customers in the store were all shocked by this sudden turn of events. Only Tang Qiuli and Shan Hu roughly understood what was going on. More than thirty American soldiers appeared in an obviously local area.  Led by others, Shan Hu broke into the store and saw at a glance that the US sergeant with a bandage on his arm, being supported by two US soldiers, looking at him fiercely with hatred on his face, was trying to molest Mei Xue.  The guy he knocked down.

    The shop owner hurriedly came over and said, "Cha Wengsong, what's going on? Our neighbors live there, what can't you say?" There was a hint of fear and anger in his tone. The man named Chai Wengsong  The locals are full of ruffian spirit. At first glance, they are not serious guys. They are probably the same kind as the ruffians and hooligans who specialize in bullying ordinary people in Chinese cities.

    Hearing this, he sneered and said: "Old man Song, these three people are the murderers who beat up the allied soldiers. Unfortunately, I sent Weng Song to see them and followed them here. Then, they reported to the US military. No, they are  I'm here to get someone, but your guy doesn't have eyes. This matter has nothing to do with you. You'd better stay away, or we'll even smash up your shabby shop!"

    After saying that, he pointed at Tang Qiuli and the others, and looked at Mei Xue with unscrupulous eyes and a strong sense of lust. He probably thought that these three reckless Chinese people had fallen into the hands of the American military boss.  , that¡¯s okayWell, it's hard to say whether those two men will live or not, but as for this dazzlingly beautiful girl.

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    (To be continued)
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