My wife is the stand-in.

The knights of the Shuttlefish peeked out, rolled their eyes, muttered "I thought it was Kanna," and then withdrew their heads in boredom.

Compared to a dragon, even an armed helicopter is far inferior.

Karenina jumped out of the helicopter, holding her cowboy hat down to prevent the wind from blowing her beloved hat away.

The armed helicopter hovered seven or eight meters above the Suobianyu, and she jumped down with ease, as if descending a staircase.

"Perfect!"

Karenina cheered for her perfect landing. Her posture was elegant and composed, and her full breasts and pert buttocks were particularly eye-catching against the backdrop of her tight jeans, shirt, and leather jacket.

Karenina was dressed in a cowboy outfit, her long, light-gold hair was braided into a large plait and hung naturally down her back, she wore a red square scarf tied in a triangle around her neck, an exaggerated revolver hung at her waist, and her high-top pointed leather shoes were inlaid with spurs.

A wildness reminiscent of the West and the allure of a mature woman emanated from her, coupled with her subtly confident smile as she held a cigarette in her mouth, making her incredibly attractive to men.

Just one glance at this woman evokes images of the desolate West at sunset, with its swaying grasses and rolling waves, herds of cattle, rugged men riding galloping horses, gunshots echoing across the vast plains, and the lonely death. There's also the decadent gambling in bars, the whiskey and the passionate nights spent with barmaids.

These are irresistible to those who crave freedom and a wandering adventure; they are practically as potent as drugs.

But the heroes on the ship came and went, some chatting, some playing cards, and everyone only glanced at him before looking away.

This made Karenina a little embarrassed.

She was a junior producer at Universal Pictures, working part-time as an assistant director. She accompanied a famous director to China to select filming locations and, incidentally, to gauge the Chinese film market's perception of the Knight movie.

Foreign countries have long coveted China's film market.

She was conducting on-site research in Sichuan when she suddenly received a call yesterday from a famous director at another location, asking her to meet a young man named Amanosaki.

Last night, she went to great lengths to find out that this was due to the Armenian "Loyal Knights," who used their connections to find a famous director and ask him to exchange film resources for an investigation.

Such an opportunity to help a famous director and potentially connect with a magic troupe is rare, and Karenina values ​​it highly.

Her ability to stand out from the crowd of assistants is closely related to her ability to jump seven or eight meters without getting injured.

Yes, she is a person with superpowers, although her powers are quite weak. However, in the director's opinion, she might be able to use the label of "like-minded person" to bring her closer to the other party.

She even went online overnight to research the popular preferences of knights and put together this denim outfit that best suited her figure and temperament.

However, judging from the reactions of the people on the ship so far, they don't like it.

'What's going on? James said that the people on these ships are members of this country's official supernatural organization, members of the Chinese Knights.'

But it was too late to retreat and change clothes; the armed helicopters took off again and quickly evacuated.

The entire fleet was in a military-controlled area. Karenina's successful helicopter landing was actually the result of Amanosaki's approval and the arrangement made by the Yushan branch.

A mere big-name director and a foreign knightly order are not enough to justify entering the area where the extermination order is being carried out.

Karenina scratched her cheek, glanced around, and saw Amanosaki sitting on a stool on the messy deck.

Her eyes lit up.

The foredeck of the Suckerfish was in disarray after being hit by Kanna in her dragon form; tables, chairs, and railings were scattered everywhere, and scraps of food were strewn all over the floor.

But amidst this mess, the man with East Asian features sat with his chin propped up, looking completely out of place with his surroundings.

His movements were like those of a thinker, his eyes held a reassuring power, and beneath his striking, angular, handsome face were captivatingly strong muscles that could make his clothes bulge.

Karenina coughed twice, straightened her denim outfit, struck a pose, and took two steps toward Amanosaki:

"Xiaodidi, are you interested in becoming a celebrity?"

She was met with a pair of eye rolls.

But Karenina refused to give up.

There are many Asians who meet universal standards, and many who have good physiques, but it is rare to find an Asian who possesses both of these qualities, as well as such a temperament.

The scene of Amanosaki appearing before him perfectly matched the white man's perception of what a person of Asian descent looked like.

Appearing amidst chaos, always exuding composure and tranquility, he is perfectly suited to playing either a righteous character or a particularly persistent villain.

Moreover, he is very handsome and has the potential to become an overnight sensation.

Moreover, the fact that this man is here means that he may be a member of a knightly order in China. A former knightly order member debuting as a star would be a great publicity stunt.

Karenina felt that regardless of how well today's negotiations went, she would have succeeded if she could bring this young man back with her.

Who knows, something exciting might even happen at night!

Just imagining holding this man, running her fingers over his granite-like muscles, and licking the grooves of his muscles with her tongue, filled her with excitement.

While big-name directors and capitalists can certainly enjoy beautiful women through their wealth and power, only top-tier individuals like myself can truly savor the original taste of the finest!

Thinking of this, Karenina's smile grew even sweeter, "Holy shit..."

The man raised his hand to stop Karenina's temptation, then said something that left her speechless:

"If your company is only here to sign celebrities, I think you should go back."

Karenina took a step back, stammering, "You, you are Amanosaki."

"Replacement guaranteed."

"Ah this..."

Karenina blushed with embarrassment for a while, and after a few deep breaths she finally calmed down, she took out a Bluetooth headset from her pocket and handed it over:

"Online translation."

This time his voice was much more formal, with less of a frivolous tone.

Amanosaki put on the headset, and a deep, mellow, husky female voice sounded in his ear:

"Hello, Mr. Amanosaki, I am the live interpreter responsible for your conversation with Ms. Karenina. Due to military restrictions, I am unable to enter the venue and can only conduct the process online through the military channel. I apologize for any inconvenience this may cause you."

Amanosaki glanced at Karenina, the Armenian woman with a Slavic name and appearance, who was looking at him formally, her cowboy attire adding to her air.

Amanosaki even had the illusion that the girl might pull out a revolver at any moment and blow his skull off.

"Okay, where should we begin?"

"call!"

Karenina let out a slight sigh of relief, her tense nerves relaxing.

The other party did not close the door to negotiations because of her offense.

Next, she will show 150% sincerity!

We must take him down!

Karenina cheered herself up.

Chapter 153: A Woman Like a Spider

"Aren't you going to arrange a good room for us? We're discussing a project worth hundreds of millions."

Karenina laboriously moved the half-collapsed table over, wiped away the conspicuous grease, and sat down with a resentful expression.

She could already feel the remaining oil stains seeping into her jeans.

This is a handmade item that costs two thousand dollars! It's a genuine masterpiece from an old Western cowboy!

Karenina's face stiffened, but she was already cursing in her mind.

Amanosaki gave Karenina a strange look, wondering whether the multi-million dollar project she mentioned was legitimate.

If she weren't serious, this young woman might end up living next to four-clawed fish, fried fish, and roasted chicken forever.

Although Kanna transformed her desires into appetite, it doesn't mean that her possessiveness would tolerate other women getting close to Amanosaki.

Aside from Lin Shuyu, she has now become a slave in Kanna's heart, belonging to her private property.

After thinking for a few seconds, Amanosaki still maintained that pensive expression:

"No need. The deck offers a wide view and allows you to enjoy the first-class river breeze and negative oxygen ions, which is good for your health."

Seeing ghosts is good for your health!

Karenina gave a harsh greeting.

'These superstitious Easterners always say things we can't understand and do things we can't comprehend! Where is your gentlemanly manners?!'

But now she's the one asking for a favor, so she has no right to bargain.

"Alright, let's discuss it this way."

Karenina crossed her legs, her pert, peach-shaped buttocks creating a rounded curve in her jeans.

Every man passing by on the ship's side was mesmerized.

"Damn it, such a lucky streak with women!"

One passerby said angrily.

Amanosaki, however, did not notice the seductive tactics the other party employed during the negotiations; he listened attentively.

This concerns his life's work.

"Spi Berg, have you heard of Mr. Amanosaki?" Karenina immediately threw out her trump card, her ample bosom trembling and becoming even more dazzling as she uttered the name of her famous director.

Amanosaki slowly shook his head, causing Karenina's expression to freeze.

"Spielberg has been heard of. Who is this person you're talking about?"

There was a moment of silence in the earpiece. Under Karenina's 'you better not think the same way I do' gaze, the translator couldn't help but speak:

"Mr. Amanosaki, you really don't know Spiegelberg?"

"hold head high."

"Alright." The translator sighed and translated Amanosaki's words.

Karenina then went berserk:

“Spielberg!” Karenina was almost going crazy. “The director of the six-part ‘Knights of the Priests’ series! The director of ‘Indiana Jones’!”

Amanosaki watched as the blonde, blue-eyed girl shouted and yelled in front of him, her heavy breasts bouncing up and down. His eyes were unconsciously drawn to the bouncing spheres.

Now he has two voices in his ears, one from Karenina and the other from the translator.

The two voices, one mature and one young, were both very excited.

Amanosaki suspected that the translator wished he had a special edition blue capsule from the Baidu Tieba forum that could "slap the other person across the internet cable after eating it."