Taking the car arranged by Jia Ya and arriving at the hotel where Suisui and others were staying, Wei Ran said goodbye to the little driver who was taciturn but always answered questions, and walked to the first floor of the hotel carrying the souvenirs that the driver had helped prepare.

of the hall.

However, what he didn't expect was that before he could pass through the revolving glass door, he saw from a distance two people wearing beach pants and flowery shirts sitting with their arms stretched out beside the sofa in the rest area.

A scumbag with a proud smile on his face, and a beautiful girl covered in little bells.

"Didn't you go home and fix the radiator?"

After Wei Ran passed through the glass door, he asked Qin Er, dumbfounded, who was waving hello to him. Then, without waiting for his response, he waved to Zhong Zhen, who was sitting on another sofa with his arms around the girl.

Waving his hands, "Are you done too?"

Zhong Zhen, who had a beard on his chin, patted the butt of the "little bell second generation" sitting on his lap, and at the same time raised his chin towards the tablet computer in the girl's hand, "I came here specially.

I saw your performance, but what kind of shrimp machine stuff did Xia Shushi translate? Did he learn English and fortune telling?"

"I don't know how he translated." Wei Ran spread his hands with an innocent look on his face, "I would have asked you to translate if I had known earlier."

"Don't get cheap and be nice."

Qin Er took out the zippo lighter with the words "Defend the Home and the Country" written on it, lit a cigarette, and said in a puff of smoke, "This silly guy is not stupid at all. Look at what you asked during the interview.

Those dogs shook their heads when they heard the question. This is a clear indication that they are doing good things, and you and the rich French woman are taking the blame."

Qin Er stopped clicking, and before Wei Ran, who knew what was going on, could take over the conversation, he changed the topic with a playful smile, "Meet my little aunt? How do you feel? Is she pretty? Do you want to be me?

Young uncle? Let me tell you, Zhong Zhen almost cried when he saw the photo of my young aunt."

"I'm so scared that I almost pissed myself." Zhong Zhen picked up the former's lighter angrily and lit a cigarette for himself.

"I also want to live for two more years." Wei Ran patted the lever of the suitcase, "Let's talk here?"

"Come with me!"

Qin Er snapped his fingers, put his cigarette and lighter in his pocket, stood up, lifted up his beach pants without any image, and was the first to walk out of the hotel door with his flip-flops.

"Let her send your luggage to you first." Zhong Zhen pointed to the new bell beside him, and then gave instructions in Burmese that Wei Ran couldn't understand.

"You don't understand Chinese either?"

Wei Ran said, letting the beautiful little girl respectfully take the suitcase and the paper bag filled with gifts from his hands.

"Can't understand"

Zhong Zhen paused, and while walking out side by side with Wei Ran, he said, "This little girl is too timid, not very smart, and her academic performance is not very good, but fortunately she is obedient enough."

"I found out that you are a fetishist," Wei Ran joked as he walked out, "Why do you like girls? You just like bells."

"Wei Ran is right. To him, girls are just casual."

Qin Er, who was walking in front, echoed loudly without looking back. After getting his wish, Wei Ran and Zhong Zhen each received a middle finger in response, and then he called the other two people to follow him and get into a car.

An unassuming black car.

Qin Er, who was in charge of driving, didn't mention where he was going, so Wei Ran and Zhong Zhen naturally didn't bother to ask more questions, let alone talk about any serious matters.

In less than ten minutes, the old city outside the car window had turned into a farmland full of crops. When the car window was lowered, the evening breeze blowing in brought with it the unique salty smell of the sea.

After driving along this country road for only five or six minutes, Qin Er stepped on the brakes. Before that, Wei Ran also heard the sound of waves carried by the wind.

"Let's go"

While Qin Er was speaking, he had already pushed open the car door, turned his back to the high-beam headlights that were not turned off, and walked towards the distant coastline.

The group of three people walked forward for a few dozen meters, and then Qin Er stopped and said, "Now the Internet has been hyped up."

"It's none of my business." Wei Ran spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"This slap is very loud."

Zhong Zhen took out a pack of cigarettes and gave one to each of Wei Ran and Qin Er. Then he took out a lighter and lit it for everyone. Then he continued, "I didn't take it seriously when Er Er called me over to watch the news.

, but now I can see that the noise you have made is much more effective than what I have worked hard for for several months."

"Wait a minute." Wei Ran looked at the two people blankly, "What you are saying is really the same thing as what I thought you were saying?"

"Isn't it the same thing?" Qin Er came to his senses after saying this, "You didn't watch the news?"

“The last time I watched the news was before I boarded a plane in Palau.”

Wei Ran truthfully said that on the flight from Palau to Philippines, he and Jia Ya had been chatting and testing each other. After getting off the plane and changing to the helicopter, and even just in the car, he had been closing his eyes to relax.

"Let me tell you"

Zhong Zhen took a puff of his cigarette and said, "Now almost the whole world knows that nuke people like to eat people. Wendigo has almost become a synonym for nuke people on the Internet, and even nuke people themselves think it is too disgusting.

"

"About three hours ago, someone on the Internet broke the news that the cannibal pilot and the descendant of the cannibal pilot were the owner of the Palau Japanese food shop that was popular on the Internet some time ago. They said that the two of them seemed to be still alive.

Situations like sharing a wife.

Moreover, online reports mentioned that according to insiders, it seems that the first French wife of one of the shop owners chose to divorce because she could not bear such a perverted thing."

Qin Er gloated and dusted off his cigarette, took a puff and continued, "Then a lot of netizens collected and sorted out some of the perverted family traditions of the little Japs, and then the Japs government came out to blame."

"A high-ranking Japanese official with cerebral palsy actually said on social media that the family of ogres are Palauans and not recruiters."

Zhong Zhen said happily, "Now even Palau officials have been dragged into a war of words on the Internet."

"Didn't the U.S. official express its position?" Wei Ran asked happily.

“They are also very lively now”

Qin II held a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and said one by one with his fingers, "There is a poll on the Internet. The main content is where to bury Captain Evans. Some said he would be buried in Pearl Harbor, Hawaii.

Some say he is buried in his hometown of Oklahoma, and some say he is buried in the Manila American Cemetery in the Philippines. These are quite reliable. At least now, in the American Cemetery in Manila, there is his memorial wall on the missing soldiers memorial wall.

name."

"It is also outrageous. It is suggested that he should be buried on Helen Island in Palau, but the name of the island should be changed to 'Johnston Island' or Indian Chief Island."

"The first suggestion is quite outrageous, but the second suggestion is good."

Wei Ran immediately agreed. Of course he agreed. He arranged for the Katenka sisters to put forward this suggestion. It would be strange if he didn't agree.

Zhong Zhen spread his hands and said, "Some of them were high and even suggested that they be buried at sea in the waters near Samar Island."

“There are even more outrageous things”

Qin II looked like a man of fun at this time. "Some people also suggested that they be buried in a cemetery where they were recruited for nuclear recruitment and licking of prostitutes as compensation, and the Japanese were asked to use October 25th every year as a day of repentance."

"This suggestion is not bad." Wei Ran thoughtlessly praised the second outrageous suggestion that he asked the Katenka sisters to help him send out.

“Really good”

Zhong Zhen said with a smile, "This and the one about changing the name of the island are very popular, but they are both nothing more than a slap in the face. Although these are not officially proposed by the United States, they definitely poke the G-spot of Americans.

And the Japanese, the Japanese's lungs are blocked."

"Now, no matter whether it's the Japanese side or the stupid American side, there are people calling for offline demonstrations on the Internet."

When Qin Er said this, he suddenly looked at Wei Ran and asked in an unusually sure tone, "You did all of this, right?"

"You said it's none of my business? But if there were more speakers, maybe the parade would really have hope."

Wei Ran sighed regretfully, but it was almost like admitting something in disguise. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the crazy proposal of the Cuban madman - just go into the crowd of parade...

Qin Er and Zhong Zhen looked at each other, and then sighed as if to express their opinions, "Yes, it would be better if there were more people, but there is no need to rush, a total of ten mental hospitals in the first phase have already begun to select sites.

It will be open to the public in half a year at most, allowing crazy people to enjoy surfing the Internet."

"So fast?" Wei Ran looked at the other party in surprise.

"There are a lot of mental illnesses in the world"

Zhong Zhenbang threw away his cigarette butt and gave a nonsensical response, "Don't worry! More and more people will speak out in the future."

"The preparations for the other people you want are almost complete." He pulled back his head and thought for a moment, then added an additional reminder, "Well... the number of people may be a bit too much."

"How...how much?" Wei Ran asked cautiously.

"According to your request, a total of 19 core members of the fraud gang were obtained. They are both men and women. They are all scum that can be sentenced to death several times. Of course, they can speak English."

Qin Er paused and continued, "In addition, we have found a total of 28 beautiful girls, all of whom are under 23 years old, homeless, have no surname diseases, no history of addiction, and are completely voluntary.

They are basically forced into the sex industry for various reasons, and more than half of them are of mixed race, while the remaining half are either Asian or abandoned second-generation white people."

After a pause, Qin Er continued, "There are also the disabled people you want. There are a lot of them. I found 26 in total. They are all under the age of 15. Basically, they all have congenital or acquired leg disabilities. These are

Most of them were abandoned by their original families. Before we discovered them, most of them relied on begging to make a living, but they basically knew English and none of them knew Chinese."

"It's indeed a bit much." Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, and then said, "But it's okay, the arrangements are open."

"Then there's the last part you want, the able-bodied children."

Qin Er spread his hands, "But this job was taken over by my little aunt. She doesn't allow me to get involved with Zhong Zhen, otherwise she will beat me to death."

"She has already told me about this."

Wei Ran grinned helplessly. Speaking of which, these "talent" requests were actually made by the Katenka sisters. He was just a hands-off shopkeeper working for employees.

"Okay, that's all we have to say." Qin Er spread his hands, "Do you have anything to say?"

"When will the revenge you promised to help me start?" Zhong Zhen asked before Wei Ran could speak.
To be continued...