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Chapter 157 The Hangover Girl

Wenrou walked directly into the room, pulled the American soldier's hand out of Afnan's robe, and asked in Chinese English: "What are your hands looking for in the robe?"

The American soldier was shocked: "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

Wenrou: "I am a Chinese man, a poor monk from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

The American soldier didn't understand what Wenrou meant. He looked at the bearded man from the Truth Cult and asked, "What's going on with this woman? Why do you have Chinese women here?"

The bearded man hurriedly explained with a smile: "This woman came with Afnan, she is not important."

The American soldier was angry: "Can unimportant people disturb my mood? Do you still want this month's aid?"

Wenrou asked: "What kind of assistance?"

The American soldier said arrogantly: "Our country will give US dollars to Xu Ya's armed organization every month. We are not as stingy as you in China, and will only send food and water to Xu Ya refugees through the United Nations!"

Wen Rou: "When you gave these anti-government armed organizations the money, did you allocate it according to the number of Xu Ya people they gathered?"

"Of course we have to do it on a per-person basis. If not, these organizations will ask for it no matter how much money they have!" The American soldier looked at the bearded man with disgust on his face.

Wenrou: "I understand. Your country has allocated funds to the anti-government forces in Xu Ya on a per capita basis, allowing these organizations to continue the civil war and making this country never peaceful. In order to keep the Xu Ya people alive during the war, our country keeps donating food. And water. But you keep fanning the flames of civil war. You are so disgusting!”

The American soldier looked provocative: "If you want, you can also join in fanning the flames for them to have a civil war. They are willing to be deceived and willing to fight. Do you blame us?"

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Wenrou was too lazy to argue with this guy, so she directly took out the boundary stone and slapped the two soldiers on their faces.

The two soldiers screamed: "What are you using to hit us?" The boundary stone flew so fast that they didn't even see it clearly.

Wenrou: "Chinese Kung Fu. You said such things in front of me, just because you are willing to be beaten. Do you blame me?" The American soldier took out a gun and pointed it at Wenrou: "In a war-torn country, it is normal for a Chinese to die."

Wenrou waved her hand directly, and the boundary stone smashed the heads of the two soldiers: "In a war-torn country, it is normal for two American soldiers to die."

The beards of the Truth Cult never saw clearly what hit the American soldiers and what smashed their heads.

Wenrou picked up Afnan with one arm, and picked up another girl in black robe with the other arm, and left in a swaggering manner under the gaze of the bearded man.

After walking out of the door, Wenrou suddenly felt that this was inappropriate.

Two American soldiers were killed by anti-government organizations. The anti-government organizations will definitely not dare to bear the anger of the United States and will definitely throw the blame away.

By then, the United States will make a big fuss about how a few Chinese people killed Americans in Xu Ya. Wenrou didn't want her actions to cause trouble for the motherland.

She immediately picked up the two girls and returned.

The bearded men were obviously still recovering from the thrill just now, and the Chinese arm came back again. Before they had time to speak, their brains burst out and followed the American soldiers.

After dealing with all the insiders, Wenrou hurriedly left the scene with two girls who were drunk and unconscious.

Early the next morning, Afnan woke up and the other girl was still sleeping.

Afnan rubbed his painful head and said, "Wenrou, why do I feel so uncomfortable?"

Wenrou: "You were drunk. You were very drunk last night. It was already midnight when you and this girl helped each other back."

Afnan looked at the girl in black robe sleeping next to him and tried to recall what happened last night. He seemed to be led by the sages to drink with two American soldiers. After drinking too much, he became confused. The one sitting next to him The American soldiers seemed to put their hands into her clothes and rub her breasts and body...

A sense of shame and anger suddenly welled up in my heart. The sages of the good times were not things, and the Truth Cult was also the devil!