"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Don't I speak Eagle Language?" Ferran sneered, "Or do you guys who don't look like Russians only understand Russian? Fortunately, the Cold War era has passed.
, otherwise...haha!"
The girl Phyllis and her two companions were immediately speechless.
It's a pity that I have to admit that when people are idle or extremely annoyed, they are prone to rambling with clear logic. Feren is like this now. When he sees Phyllis and the other three, he has nothing to say. Isn't he just like this?
exposed it, but continued to attack: "In the era of the Cold War, if you were Russian
It's okay for Chinese people, there will be no problem in reciting "Haiyan", but if you are Americans or Western Europeans, be careful of being assassinated if you spread "Haiyan" in public!" He casually hit a few young foreigners who were seriously ill.
Young man, but in his heart he has been thinking about how to resurface the metal box that was taken away by the little Japanese.
"What assassination? What are you talking about? How can we in the West assassinate our own people?" Phyllis obviously disagreed with Fearon's point of view, frowning and refuting: "Also, although Gorky is a Russian, the master is
Master, his "Haiyan" is so well written!"
A sneer appeared on Fearon's face again: "Can you please don't insult the word master? Gorky can be worthy of three words at most... Haha, I'm sorry, he is not!"
Phyllis almost went berserk when she heard this, and asked with great dissatisfaction: "Why isn't he?" The two foreign young men beside her also clenched their fists, as if Feilun didn't say that he was ugly.
I want to fight the general up.
Feilun naturally saw the fists of the two foreign youths, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. He said coldly: "I don't know what you read in "Haiyan", but what I read in "Haiyan" is only hypocrisy. So my words and deeds
A person with different moral integrity is not worthy of being called a master!"
"Who are you saying is inconsistent with his words and deeds?" Phyllis's voice suddenly rose an octave.
"Haha, since you said Gorky is a master, then do you know the Russian Besonov?" Ferencian said with a smile.
"Besonov?" Phyllis frowned. She didn't understand why Ferran suddenly mentioned an unrelated Russian, "Who is he?"
"A guy who fled to England in the 1920s wrote a book called My Twenty-Six Prisons and My Escape from Solovets Island!"
"What kind of book is this? I've never heard of it..."
"Haha, then why should I play the piano to a cow?" Feren smiled, glanced at the customers in the cold drink shop who were paying attention to them, and waved to the waiter in the distance: "Waiter, pay the bill!"
When Phyllis heard this, she immediately became unhappy. She grabbed the clothes on Feilun's arms and said, "Speak clearly before we leave!"
Fearon glanced at Felice coldly and said indifferently: "Let go!"
She was startled by the man's extremely cold eyes, but Felice's stubborn temper was suddenly aroused: "Don't let go! Uh..." Before she could finish her words, Feilun's other big hand had already strangled her neck.
, lifted her up.
Felice's neck was stuck, so naturally she could no longer hold on to Feilun's clothes. Her feet were dangling in the air and she kept kicking. Her face was flushed. She looked like she was about to suffocate. Upon seeing this, the two foreign youths immediately stepped forward to try to get her.
Break off Faerun's hand, it's a pity
Ferun was not something they could shake, until the waiter approached him tremblingly at his summons. Ferun then casually threw Phyllis, who was rolling her eyes crazily, towards the two foreign youths, knocking them upside down.
Seeing Phyllis and her two companions falling into a heap, their noses and faces were bruised and swollen. Some of the drinkers who were about to move immediately suppressed their resentment and looked at Faylan in surprise.
Feilun didn't care about this at all, he threw down a Franklin card and paid the bill. Shi Shiran left the cold drink shop.
On the ground, Phyllis, who had regained her breath, was unwilling to give in. She patted the tall and thin young man as if to vent her anger: "Go call someone, I must make him explain clearly today!"
The two foreign youths looked at each other, nodded in unison, climbed up and ran out of the cold drink shop, heading to another nearby shop. It is worth mentioning that Phyllis and the other young people are from a high school in Hawaii.
The literary interest group is now divided into several groups and passing the lecture in various shops near the airport.
They recited poems, recited prose, etc. to raise funds. Unexpectedly, Phyllis and her team met Cheng Yaojin like Feilun, who not only interrupted their poetry recitation, but also brought the literary master Gorky, whom Phyllis liked
The criticism was worthless, and what was even more unforgivable was that he actually got violent with a lady in the end.
After leaving the cold drink shop, Phelan crossed Fourth Street, turned diagonally onto Julian Avenue, and then turned onto the Seacam Bike Path in Bihai. He seemed to be walking aimlessly, but his consciousness was scanning the streets.
Explore every passerby on Oahu.
"It's too exhausting to continue like this. It's not an option. I have to think of a more efficient way!" Faerun muttered secretly.
After all, Feren has never seen the contents of the metal box. As long as Japan is not too stupid and replaces the box before boarding or when handing over to others, then even if he finds the box on the island, it will be a bamboo.
The basket was in vain. Because of this, he was not as angry as usual at this moment: "Huh?"
Feilun was getting annoyed when he suddenly noticed that Phyllis was chasing after her with a group of people. He raised his eyebrows and muttered: "Since you are going to come to the gunpoint, shouldn't I let you hit the gunpoint? Haha.
!" Even so, his pace did not slow down.
"Stop!" At this time, Phyllis's voice came from behind, "I told you to stop, do you hear me?" Feren continued to walk as usual.
When Phyllis saw this, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth. The two foreign youths who had been beside her immediately volunteered and quickly went around to the front of Faerun, blocking his way.
Feilun stopped, glanced at Felice who came up from the side, and said disdainfully: "What? You brought more than a dozen people here this time, do you plan to beat me up in a group?"
"If you don't make it clear what you said before, it's okay for you to understand it this way!" Phyllis said with a cold face.
"What are you talking about?" Feilun deliberately pretended to be stupid.
"What's going on with the Russian Besonov who fled to England?" Phyllis said again.
"Oh~~You're talking about this!" Ferron glanced at the foreign young men and women next to Phyllis. After hearing "Russians who fled to England", they all looked at him unkindly.
He was obviously very ill. "That's all he is. Besonov did live on the prison islands!"
Hearing this, most of the foreign youths were at a loss for a while, but a guy wearing black-rimmed glasses had a hint of realization in his eyes and said: "Are the prison islands you are talking about the Solovets Islands?"
Although this guy's answer was correct, Feilun obviously didn't want to see him. He rolled his eyes and said, "I've told Felice before, and you still ask?"
Phyllis was dissatisfied and said: "What did you say? You didn't finish your sentence at all..."
"You won't go back and Google it yourself?" Ferron looked at Phyllis with an idiot look, and received a vicious glare from the girl, "Why are you staring at me? I'm not responsible for popularizing science... Well, since you look like that
Pious. Let me avoid the difficulty and learn a little bit about literacy!"
Phyllis continued to glare at Faylan: "You tell me!"
"Since you don't even know Besonov, then how much do you know when I mention Solzhenitsyn and his masterpiece "The Gulag Archipelago"?" Ferencini said with a smile.
"Solzhenitsyn?" Most of the foreign youths in Phyllis had blank expressions on their faces again, but this time a few of them finally knew, "I know, he seems to be the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature, right?"
?”
"It doesn't seem like he is!" Feren said, "Actually, there is no such place as the Gulag Islands in Russia, but there is a special prison in the Solvets Islands. And Solzhenitsyn's "Gulag Islands"
This book is a long work that specifically criticizes slave labor and the concentration camp system in the Soviet Union!"
"Yes, but what does this have to do with Master Gorky?" Phyllis asked in confusion.
"Didn't I say that Gorky is not worthy of being called a master!" Fearon said without hesitation, "In fact, Solzhenitsyn's book is quite realistic. But his "Gulag Archipelago" was only published in 1973
, it seems that he has nothing to do with Gorky, who died in 1936, but in fact it is not the case. I mentioned Besonno before
I won’t repeat the title of my husband’s book. That book is also realistic, and the specific location is the Solovets Islands Special Prison. In order to refute Besonov’s shameless lies, the Soviet leaders at that time
So he came up with a self-righteous plan to invite Gorky to inspect the archipelago prison!"
Hearing this, Phyllis was a little dumbfounded: "Go to the prison to inspect?!"
"Yes, we went to inspect the prison on the island!" Ferran sneered repeatedly, "but when accompanied by Gorky's daughter-in-law, a female agent of the State Security Bureau, the master you call only saw the silence and astonishing scenery of Solovets Island.
Beautiful, the local specialty herring is tender and refreshing, and the concert at night...”
When Phyllis and a group of foreign youths heard this, they all frowned. The more they licked it, the worse it tasted!
"It's really wonderful that there can be concerts in prison!" Fearon opened his arms when he said this. "What's even more ridiculous is that a child who loves to tell the truth took advantage of the fact that the master you call him was in the children's correctional institution.
During the visit, he rushed forward and told him, listen to Gorky, everything you see is fake. Here, people replace horses... Regarding this, Solzhenitsyn later mocked him with a hundredfold sadness, you
this
Bad boy, why do you want to destroy the peaceful life just established by the founder of literature - the palace in Moscow, the manor in the suburbs, the groups of servants... Later, as soon as Gorky's ship left the island, the child who told the truth was shot.
If the master you call had a little bit of morality and conscience, he should take that child away, but he didn't do that...Master, haha!"
"Also, maybe the master is too old and a little forgetful!" Phyllis still retorted weakly, "Yes, it must be like this. The master should have been sixty years old at the time (before World War II, sixty years old was indeed
Can it be called old age?"
"Ha, since the master is so forgetful, he didn't forget to publish an article advocating that life on the Prison Islands is as beautiful as paradise after he returned to Moscow!" Ferron sneered, "Then I'm really surprised. Could it be that Gorky has an incurable disease - choose
Sexual amnesia?" As soon as he finished speaking, countless black needles suddenly shot out from his open palm, shooting at Phyllis and a group of foreign youths.
"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"...
Screams were heard one after another, and Phyllis and a group of classmates were rolling on the ground, but Feren was too lazy to pay attention. He looked far into the distance and looked at the flights that were constantly passing through the sky in the direction of the airport. He was a little distracted and didn't know what he was thinking.
However, the traversal of spiritual consciousness continued... Finally, at the moment when Phyllis stopped screaming, Feren searched for the metal box, but unfortunately the box had already been opened and there was nothing inside.
"Yes, as expected, the things must have been moved by someone!" Feilun cursed secretly, feeling very unhappy. It seemed that the only thing he could do at the moment was to intercept the little Japanese who had obtained the metal box from Xion.
.
At this time, behind Feilun, not only Phyllis, but also other young foreigners were all prostrate on the ground, just like the congregation worshiping the leader of Shenlong, and they all shouted: "Master!"
"Call me boss from now on, get up!" Feilun didn't look back, he just rushed back and made a "flatten" gesture, "From now on, Phyllis is responsible for commanding you. Your first task is to think
Methods are used to search passengers coming and going from the airport. Any items they carry with them that are as big as..." He gestured at the size of the metal box, "... must be checked one by one. If there is anything you don't recognize,
, just take a photo and send it to me immediately, and at the same time keep an eye on the corresponding passengers, do you understand?"
"Yes, boss!"
"Then take action quickly!" With that said, Feren waved away Felice and her gang of rookie servants who were only in the middle of the second level.
Just when Feren enslaved Phyllis and the whole team began to search for the objects in the metal box on the island, six guys with two bowling balls each boarded flights to Mexico City, Los Angeles and Vancouver. When Phyllis
When Liz's arrogant search of passengers' belongings attracted the attention of the airport police, the three flights slid onto the runway one after another.
At the same time, Feilun had already flashed his thoughts to the ocean and landed on the back of the Pacific Overlord. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "You little Japan, can you show that you can't?"
At this moment, Feren has completely understood the purpose of the little devils to launch the sea monster tide: they bribed the sea monsters with the treasure map in the deep sea where they found the treasure, launched the tide, thus attracting the attention of the world, and then stirred up the sea monsters in the ocean.
The wind stirred up the rain, and more treasure maps were exchanged for the unknown items they were eager to get.
"Master..." Hearing Feren scolding Japan, the Pacific Overlord weakly interjected: "Are you dissatisfied with the little dwarf on the island country to the west? Do you want me to launch the ocean tide and destroy it?"
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