Could it be that you, a beautiful girl, spent the whole night with me in ecstasy?
Oops, why is this so embarrassing? But remember to use a condom, otherwise when you give birth to a baby in the future, whether you should speak Chinese or German is a very complicated question!
After all... Zhao Qiang believes in his own strength. It's not impossible to hit with one bullet. Maybe this "bomb"... is a double yellow?
The more Zhao Qiang thought about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes kept glancing at Zhusi's body. Tsk tsk... This appearance is so pure! The nose is a nose, the eyes are eyes, and the mouth is a mouth. This figure is definitely strong enough, then
That small waist, that big butt that can give birth to a son, that high breasts, then... Eh? Why doesn't this prodigal foreign old woman wear sandals? She can also let my brother take a look at her exquisite feet!
It wasn't until Zhusi's whole body became hot and her cheeks turned red when she saw Zhusi that Zhao Qiang withdrew his gaze and asked impatiently: "What's the benefit?"
"Classmate Bremer is the son of President Bremer of our country." Zhusi felt uncomfortable being stared at by Zhao Qiang, but she still pretended to be calm and said.
Bremer... is actually the son of the German President? Everyone, including Zhao Qiang, was surprised. This fool has such an awesome identity, who the hell can stand it? A fool can be the crown prince, so what the hell?
The shabby guy is probably the richest man in the world?
Although in Germany, the title of president is just like the emperor of Japan. It is just a symbol of honor. Usually, all matters, big and small, are decided by the prime minister. However, the president is the president after all! The most basic thing for the president is
The head of the entire country! How many people can compare to this...?
The second generation of rich people are awesome, and the second generation of officials are even more awesome, but no matter how awesome they are, they can't be as awesome as the crown prince? At this time, Zhao Qiang couldn't help but look at Bremer in a different light. Zhao Qiang asked Bremer in surprise: "You
What’s your full name?”
"Conrad Bremer! Angola Bremer is my father, the president of Germany...Master, just accept me! Accept me, and I will ask my father to give you an honorary title..." Bremer said
He said with a pleading face.
"..." Zhao Qiang was speechless for a while. What does it mean to sell someone and give him change? That's what Bremer is like! Damn it, I haven't agreed yet, and I'm going to give him a title? Although it's honorary, but in Germany
Not much! Hearing such a temptation, Zhao Qiang almost agreed directly, but Zhao Qiang still resisted the temptation and said hesitantly: "Well...actually...it's not impossible for me to accept you...
"
"Apprentice Bremer, meet the master..." With that, Bremer was about to kowtow.
"Don't...I haven't finished my words yet!" Zhao Qiang quickly stopped him. These idiots are still real! Zhao Qiang smacked his lips and said, "But I'm very busy. I have to teach students to learn and train children to become talents during the day.
,In the evening, I still have a lot of personal issues to deal with, this..."
"I understand! I understand! Master, you are a worldly expert and a master of martial arts. You must have a lot of things to deal with. You don't have to rush to call me martial arts. You can just let me be your apprentice and leave a name..."
Bremer said sincerely.
Tsk tsk... This idiot even knew what the registered disciple said. It was so damn easy! Zhao Qiang secretly smiled in his heart, but on the surface he looked reluctant and said: "In that case... That's good! But I have a
Requirement, since you want to learn Chinese Kung Fu, I don’t want you to keep Chinese history in mind, but you must be able to speak Chinese! This...can you understand?"
"Understood! Understood!" Bremer nodded repeatedly, then kowtowed to Zhao Qiang three times and bowed nine times, imitating the way in the movie, and said: "Apprentice Bremer, meet the master!"
"Well, be good! Get up!" Zhao Qiang helped Bremer up with his hands, and then said in a sanctimonious manner: "Since you will leave China in a while, I don't have time to teach you kung fu, and...
...Your age has already missed the best age for learning Kung Fu. Well...that's it! As long as you learn Chinese, when can you learn Chinese and write Chinese characters, and there is no difference between you and the Chinese, I will teach you
Chinese Kung Fu, this can be considered a test for you!"
"Okay... okay... okay... I will listen to the master!" Bremer was so excited that he didn't care about anything else. As long as it was what Zhao Qiang said, he agreed to it. After a pause, Bremer said
Said: "Master, I will call my father soon and ask him to arrange a big title for you!"
"Uh...ahem...no need...actually I don't care about those in vain." Zhao Qiang said innocently.
"Well! I understand. The master is an expert in the world, so naturally he won't care. In this case, I won't embarrass the master! But after I go back, I will ask my father to send an invitation letter to let the master come to our country as a guest!
Bremer said with a look of admiration.
"..." Zhao Qiang was speechless. Damn, I said you are a fool, but are you really a fool? Won't you try harder? As long as you fight for that little bit more, I will agree to that reputation.
He's a noble! Zhao Qiang stood there, wanting to cry but without tears!
A farce ended like this. Under the guidance of the teacher, the students of Linfeng High School left the scene safely. But their hearts were also filled with excitement. The students sitting in the front row naturally heard the man who was following Jing Song.
From what the translator said, it was known that Zhao Qiang had become the teacher of the son of the German President. Such explosive news spread from one to ten, and in a short time, it spread throughout Linfeng High School. Although the senior high school students did not participate
, but I believe that as long as one morning tomorrow, the whole city will know it!
Reluctantly, Bremer left Linfeng High School and returned to the Beigang Hotel where he stayed. Zhao Qiang was still smiling coquettishly there, with endless aftertaste in his heart. I am now the teacher of the German Prince.
,Who dares to mess with me? The prince’s teacher...then I’m not the prince?
…
The night is dark and deep without light. The gloomy atmosphere is like the scythe of death, making it difficult to breathe.
On the outskirts of Beigang, on a deserted dirt road, a black Mercedes-Benz that was no longer covered with dust was parked there quietly. It was not known how long it had been parked. Next to the Mercedes-Benz, several police cars and a number of luxury cars were placed not far away.
, a group of people surrounded the Mercedes-Benz, but no one dared to say a word first.
The atmosphere was depressing and the autumn wind was howling. Several policemen stood aside, but they were all burly men. It was as hot as noon on March 9th. The one closest to the Mercedes-Benz was a middle-aged man wearing a crisp suit.
, with a straight back and gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.
This man is Han Le’s father!
Inside the Mercedes-Benz was Han Le’s body!
The middle-aged man pointed at Han Le's rotting body in the car and said to a policeman standing next to him: "Captain Liu, is this the answer you gave me after searching for a month?
"
Captain Liu broke out in a cold sweat. As early as nearly a month ago, the Han family called the police and reported that Han Le, the son of the Han family, was missing and asked them to help find him. Who is the Han family? It is a deep compound in Beigang City, and no one can mess with it.
In ancient times, this was a wealthy man! The police station naturally did not dare to neglect and sent out police officers to search for it. However, just today, a policeman ran into the ravine with a stomachache and accidentally discovered this car.
The Mercedes-Benz and Han Le's body in the Mercedes-Benz. Captain Liu said with a mournful face: "This...Brother Bai Wen, you also know that after receiving the call from you, we did not neglect at all!" Although calling Han Le
Father, this middle-aged man Han Baiwen is Baiwen’s brother, but he knows in his heart that Han Baiwen is the tiger’s butt and cannot be touched!
Han Baiwen didn't even look at Captain Liu and asked indifferently: "I'm asking, is this the answer you gave me?"
"This..." Captain Liu was really at his wits end. He could only sigh and said: "Brother Bai Wen, there is no resurrection after death, so I apologize and accept the change!"
"My condolences? The white-haired people send the black-haired people away, and you are telling me to express my condolences? What do you policemen do for a living?" Han Baiwen roared in a way that did not match his appearance. His son died an untimely death, which already made him a little crazy.
.In fact, Han Baiwen wanted to slap Captain Liu now, and Captain Liu would never dare to fight back! But he knew that he couldn't do that. No matter what, Captain Liu was an official and he was a citizen. In the eyes of the public, he was still
I want to give Captain Liu some face. But...he, the criminal police captain, has finally finished his work!
Now, Han Le has died in the car, and it is useless to say anything. Captain Liu can only cry and say: "I'm sorry, Bai... ahem... Mr. Han, please give us another chance, we will definitely
Catch the real culprit and give you and your family an explanation."
Han Baiwen asked with a gloomy face and red eyes: "Tell me about the results of your current investigation."
Captain Liu smiled bitterly and said: "We just discovered Mr. Ling's body not long ago and haven't had time to investigate yet. However, we have determined through on-site investigation that the cause of Mr. Ling's death was a gunshot wound to the head. The time of death should be about a month or so.
.”
About a month?
Damn it, it took about a month to find out now?
Han Baiwen twitched his lips, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said, "Are there any clues for tracing?"
"This... our police are trying our best to find..." Captain Liu wiped his cold sweat and said.
"I know... I know..." Young Master Li, who used to play with Han Le all the time, ran over and said respectfully to Han Baiwen: "Hello, Uncle Han."
"Well, what do you know?" Han Baiwen asked with a frown.