Is Yue Zhongqi truly the king of kings?
Miss Chen's dance skills have captivated the entire Hong Kong entertainment industry.
Although they had never seen that kind of dance before, they actually felt that it was no less impressive than the energetic singing and dancing of the Four Heavenly Kings, who were currently popular. Moreover, when they went to Lvsun last time, they were all very nervous because the two old men were there, and they didn't realize that these ICPO members were actually quite good at having fun. It was just a pity that the big battle was imminent, otherwise, these young people from Kowloon who had been immersed in entertainment venues would have definitely shown the ICPO members their energetic singing and dancing.
Chen Rou only danced ballet for a short while before leaving the stage for those who still wanted to showcase themselves.
Upon descending into the cabin, I heard the chief of staff and Chen Ke arguing.
Chen Ke meant that since the battle was about to begin tomorrow night, everyone should relax and go ahead and jump around.
However, the chief of staff was a rather serious person and was worried that if everyone got too carried away and forgot about the mission, they might be having too much fun.
Such arguments were commonplace in the military, and Chen Rou listened for a moment before walking away.
She not only ate a full lunch today, but she also got hungry quickly, and she's hungry again now.
She found the kitchen just as the steaming hot steamed buns were coming out of the pot. They were still golden steamed buns, but they smelled sweet and delicious. She tore one open, added some pickled vegetables, and devoured two steaming hot steamed buns in one go.
Then, once you find the radio transceiver room, you'll need to check the intelligence from the radio operators.
It is said that people from different countries have very different personalities, each bearing the distinct characteristics of its respective ethnic group.
So people like Sam always have a kind of endearing, simple charm. You might find them kind and cute, but it's hard to become close friends with them. Firstly, the cultural and dietary differences are too great, making it difficult to find common ground.
Furthermore, their affability is only superficial and has its limits.
But Russians are different. Although they appear aloof and difficult to approach, and are as stubborn as mules, once that barrier is broken, they are actually more likely to resonate with East Asians.
Just then, a few young soldiers were doing a lively political commissar dance, and the Russian guy's tone suddenly changed. He started talking about the corruption within their ranks over the years and the inaction of the higher-ups.
For example, the upper class eats one jar of caviar and throws it away, and drinks one bottle of vodka and throws it away.
But soldiers at the grassroots level and on the front lines have to buy their own socks. What's even more infuriating is that their socks tear after just one day of wear, which gives you an idea of the level of corruption.
It was under those circumstances that a large amount of military supplies were resold abroad. A small number of people made most of the wealth, while ordinary soldiers like Mao Zige suffered greatly. After serving for more than ten years, they had nothing to show for it and had to go out to work.
As Maozi Ge spoke, he became increasingly distressed and buried his face in Yue Zhongqi's arms, bursting into tears.
Yue Zhongqi was also very sad, because the person who took away his little chili pepper was a middleman who smuggled goods to Moscow.
Just by buying socks and underwear for the Russians, they bought a courtyard house within the Second Ring Road!
At that moment, Yue Zhongqi instantly transformed into a fellow sufferer of the Russian, and they embraced and wept together.
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