"If those parents find out about this, they will blame our family!" Auntie frowned and complained to Lu Mingze, "After all, your brother has lived in our house all the time in junior high and high school, and we happened to be traveling to Japan. People know about your brother.
If you were a cowherd in Japan, wouldn’t you complain about our family’s poor tutoring?”
"Hey, kid, are you focusing on something else?" The uncle quickly brought the topic back on track, "Now we are not discussing whether people will gossip behind their backs, but should we be concerned about why Ming Fei
That kid will become a cowherd?"
"Didn't I tell you already? It must have been led astray by that classmate named Caesar!" the aunt said indignantly.
"As for the original intention, maybe after coming to Japan, that bastard named Caesar took them to a place like a casino, where everyone was there, and then a group of them, who didn't understand much, ended up owing money in the casino.
, found that being a cowherd with a rich woman made money quickly, so a few young men combined to make money from beauty." My aunt analyzed carefully, "I have read the news, the cowherd industry in Japan is very high-income, and some
People can earn tens of millions a year doing this!"
"So they left in such a hurry that day because people from the casino came to collect debts from them?" The uncle felt that the aunt's analysis was reasonable. "I heard that casinos in Japan are generally the business of the mafia. Do you think it is the mafia?
Their photos are projected on the advertising screen in the building, where are they wanted?"
"That's all right. I didn't expect that I have the talent to be a detective!" Auntie was surprised to find a blind spot.
"No, no! Chu Zihang's family is not short of money, and he will definitely not do this for money. My cousin said that the guy named Caesar's family is in the mafia. He is not short of money, and he must be interested in the casino.
The trick is very clear!" Lu Mingze waved his hand, "They must be cowherds to pick up girls!"
"Pick up girls?" Uncle and aunt looked at Lu Mingze and frowned at the same time.
"Yes, if he hadn't been a cowherd, how could my cousin have known a girl of that level? And that Caesar, he looks like a playboy at first glance!" Lu Mingze's tone was like a resentful woman, "They are all there.
They still work as cowboys when they have girlfriends. It must be because they were cowboys that they picked up girls they shouldn't have picked up and offended some rich and powerful people in Japan, so we have to catch them to settle the score!"
Lu Mingze was still brooding about what happened two years ago. At that time, a girl named Noonuo came to the house and Lu Mingze was so excited that his eyes lit up. Just because he looked at that Noonuo a few more times, Lu Mingze
Mingfei threatened him that Nono's boyfriend, who was a mafia in Italy, would peck his eyes and feed them to the eagles! It scared Lu Mingze to the point of losing sleep for several nights, fearing that he would hear an eagle suddenly calling outside the window. During that time, he
Even owls are afraid!
A few days ago, I met the girl named Eriyi again in the restaurant. The girl's temperament and figure were no less than those of Nono two years ago. I saw Lu Mingze's eyes sparkling with love again.
But he didn't expect that a girl of that level would actually be picked up by his cousin. This made Lu Mingze hate him to death. What was even more annoying was that Noonuo's boyfriend two years ago appeared in front of him in such a grand manner.
In front of me, the Italian guy named Caesar was actually really tall, handsome and tall. At first glance, he looked like a young man surrounded by thousands of girls.
Their girls are all hot goddesses or rich girls like Nono and Eri, but I can only date girls like Jiajia, who don't like me, and the cars they ride in are Lamborghinis and Ferraris.
level supercar, I can only ride in the old Toyota sedan rented by my father and the small-displacement BMW at home. They are brothers with Chu Zihang, the most aristocratic young man in Shilan Middle School, and I can still hang out with the bad friends in Shilan Middle School
Not as good as yourself.
Appearance, school, social circle and the girls around him... When he thought that he couldn't compare to his cousin Lu Mingfei and that Caesar, Lu Mingze's inferiority complex and jealousy simply exploded!
"What Mingze said sounds reasonable." Auntie looked at Lu Mingze in surprise, "It seems that my son has inherited my excellent reasoning genes, and Mingze will also have the talent to be a detective in the future!"
"Hey, hey, hey, I wonder if your topic has gone astray. Aren't you discussing Mingfei's safety issues now?" the uncle reminded.
"How can we talk about safety when we are not mentally healthy?" Auntie retorted to uncle with the momentum of a housewife, and then said to herself worriedly, "You mean, if you really have to get stuck in the cowherd profession,
What should we do if it gets deeper? Qiao Weini and his wife entrusted their child to us, and now the child has become like this, how should we explain it to Qiao Weini and his wife?"
"Maybe it's not as serious as you think. Mingfei has always been a good boy. Isn't the little girl named Eri Yi also very polite? I think that little girl is okay. She really likes that boy Mingfei.
Let the young people deal with their own affairs." The uncle put his arm around the aunt's shoulders and comforted him, "If we can't wait until we return to China, I'll make an appointment with that boy Mingfei to have a drink alone, have a chat, and teach him about manhood.
Mingfei is a smart boy and he can definitely understand our good intentions."
"After we return home..." My aunt looked at the skylight reflected by the magma in the clouds in the sky, and couldn't help asking worriedly, "The child's father, do you think we still have a chance to return home?"
The earth is still trembling slightly, the aftermath of the earthquake has not subsided, the crimson sky reflects the distant sky into a flame-like color, and the heavy rain still falls from the sky without stopping, irrigating the earth. This disaster-ravaged island country has experienced all night
The situation is precarious, and it seems that it may be in danger at any time.
"Oh, didn't we just ask for a visa at Sensoji Temple? You spent a lot of money. Have you forgotten? They say that Sensoji Temple is very effective. We will definitely be able to return home safely." The uncle patted his aunt on the back and said softly.
, this middle-aged man who has always been unreliable rarely showed a reliable side in front of his wife and children. "As for Ming Fei, there is no need to worry about him. That child has always had good luck, and his head is good."
You are smarter than anyone else and nothing will happen to you."
A slightly forced smile appeared on the uncle's face. Although he said this, he was still worried in his heart... Of course he hoped that his family could return home safely.
The same goes for the aunt. In this desperate situation, she can't help but worry about her once slightly jealous nephew... What is infinitely amplified in a desperate environment is not only the negative emotions of anxiety, anger and violence, but also the true human nature.
Even death cannot annihilate it. The connection from blood and the love between humans are definitely the most precious things in this world.
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Tokyo Meteorological Bureau.
"Put the window toward the west and the medical equipment toward the east. Put it neatly. How can you let people lie down on it when you are so crooked?"
"Hurry up. You haven't had enough to eat, haven't you? The Japanese are not strong enough. When the patients come, the beds are not ready yet. Are you prepared to carry them for infusion?"
"Hey, hey, that four-eyed boy, the one who knocked over my Coke, is you! Go down and buy me another bottle later. Remember, I only drink Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!"
Sitting at the computer desk, shouting and talking, the ones giving advice are the lunatics from the Equipment Department of Kassel College, and the ones running around in the hall, busy, are the researchers from the Sheqi Hakka Rock Flow Research Institute.
Everyone, these researchers in white coats were sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
The Equipment Department and the Rock Flow Research Institute are trying to work together to turn this meteorological science hall into a medical ward. The long conference table that originally occupied less than half of the hall is directly used by the lunatics from the Equipment Department to direct researchers from the Rock Flow Research Institute.
They dragged it to the broken floor-to-ceiling window and threw it directly out. There was no one downstairs anyway. In this extreme environment, these crazy people staged an extremely unethical high-altitude throwing object.
Several hospital beds and medical equipment were laid out where the conference table was originally. These were all set up by researchers from the Rock Flow Research Institute, while the lunatics from the equipment department were responsible for directing... In fact, the rock flow research started at the beginning.
The researchers at the institute protested against the lunatic attitude of the lunatics in the equipment department who could only move their mouths but not move their hands, but the lunatics claimed that they wanted to detect the intensity of the earthquake and the path of the magma flow.
The researchers at the Yanliu Research Institute claimed that they could do these tasks, but the lunatics in the equipment department rolled their eyes and said with disdain that before they took over here, Tokyo's waterlogging problem and road conditions had been messed up by the Yanliu Research Institute.
Well, if it hadn't been for the might of the Equipment Department, Tokyo's casualty figures would have tripled at least three times! Now the Yanliu Research Institute wants to steal the color detection job. Is it because they are worried that Japan will not be destroyed quickly enough? If you don't have enough brains,
Just spend more energy to make up for it, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of food for the Sheqiba family to feed researchers like them, whose inventions, creations, and disaster relief abilities are mediocre?
The Yanliu Research Institute is definitely not as bad as the Equipment Department described it. Their technology is absolutely top-notch in the world. However, the research level of the Equipment Department is already ahead of mankind. Compared with these neurological diseases that only evolved in the brain, Yanliu Research Institute is definitely not as bad as the Equipment Department described.
The flow research institute is indeed inferior... The researchers at the rock flow research institute know that their research and technology are indeed not as good as the lunatics in the equipment department, so they can only admit that they are at a disadvantage and go back to manual labor in despair.
But these researchers who are used to doing mental work have never done this kind of work. Their limbs are about to degenerate after staying in the dark laboratory all year round. It is only because of the hybrid's superior physical strength that they can barely carry it.
They could afford hundreds of kilograms of steel beds and heavy medical equipment, but after lifting these, they collapsed on the ground, tired, panting and sweating, like inactive middle school students who had just completed a 1,500-meter physical test.
"The physical strength is too poor. Do the Japanese pay so little attention to physical education? Our Kassel College has begun to require students and faculty members to follow the policy of comprehensive development of morality, intelligence, physical and aesthetics." Deputy Minister Karl said to
The researchers who collapsed on the ground teased, "How can we implement the revolution without a good body? Your ideological consciousness is far worse than that of our equipment department."
The researchers at the Rock Flow Research Institute had just taken a breath, and when they were angrily preparing to reply to Deputy Minister Karl, the sound of helicopter propellers came from the roof of the Meteorological Bureau.
The vice-principal was originally drunk and drowsy on the back of his chair. He suddenly woke up when he heard the sound of the helicopter. He jumped up from the chair, put on his coat and rushed to the top floor.
"Let's go, kids, let's meet the heroes of this war together!" The vice-principal rushed out at the lead.
"We still have to stay here to detect geological movements and volcanic eruptions..." The researcher with thick lenses still wanted to stay in his position and be lazy, but was lifted up from the chair by the vice-principal like a chicken.
"Test, test!" The vice-principal waved his hand, "If Japan is really destroyed, it won't make any difference whether you test it or not. Either everyone will die together, or we will wait for someone to stand up and kill the 'god' thing."
Kill them violently... Earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanic eruptions are just appetizers, only the final decisive battle is left, and that battle is the key to whether Japan can survive."
Everyone rushed to the roof of the building. The heavy rain kept falling. Two helicopters landed on the apron on the roof of the building from the eastern sky.
The helicopter's hatch opened, and Sakurai Nanami, who had relatively well-preserved physical strength, walked out quickly.
"Can you please help me at Kassel College? Many people are seriously injured, especially the principal of your college. The situation is not optimistic." Sakurai Nanami said to everyone with a serious expression.
"Damn it, this old boy Angers won't really admit that he is in Japan!" The vice-principal trotted over hurriedly.
"Don't worry... I won't die." Angers, who was exhausted, was carried out on a stretcher. "At most, I only lost half my life."
"Tch, who's worried about you?" the vice-principal said in an unflattering tone, "I'm worried that you're not dead, and I don't know when I will be able to transition from the position of vice-principal to principal."
"I'm still too old. It's difficult to even deal with these corpse guards, and I have to rely on reinforcements from the Sheqiba family." Angers lay on the stretcher and looked at the sky, the rain slapped on his weathered face, forming channels in the wrinkles.
Luo said, "The 'Three Degrees of Violent Blood' has brought too much burden to the body, and my eyelids can't help but tremble, but we still have 'gods' to destroy..."
"Get some sleep, old man." The vice-principal looked to the west and said softly, "The strongest dragon slayer will also grow old and needs rest. You no longer have the right to worry about God."
Angers slowly closed his eyes. As he said, the battle with the Corpse Guard had brought too much burden to him. His body had already reached its limit. It was already impossible for him to sleep until the helicopter arrived at the Meteorological Bureau.
This old man has extraordinary willpower.
"Take the principal down and put on the oxygen mask and glucose first." The vice principal waved his hand.