Radiation Secret

Coming out of the militia arsenal, Zhou Qingfeng leaned on the passenger seat of the jeep, closed his eyes and meditated.

This period of time was too tense, and I didn't even have a good meal for a while. I don't know what Naomi cooked for herself. Recently, the beauty is learning to cook Sichuan cuisine, but she looks pretty decent.

A combination of work and rest can make life enjoyable.

But few people in this world can really do this.

While thinking wildly, Wen Lan called to invite Zhou Qingfeng to participate in the prty. Zhou Qingfeng had never been free before, and had already declined many times. [

"Hi! Qingfeng, how about coming to our family's prty? You have promised me several times, but you haven't kept it." In the noisy heavy metal music, Wen Lan's voice sounded charming and charming, making such a gaze It's not easy for a beautiful woman who is so tall to be in front of you, which means you can do a lot of things.

"Okay, okay, when? Where?" Zhou Qingfeng still agreed, although he was not too interested in prty, especially hated the chaotic scene in the West, which meant drug use and promiscuity.

"Right now, at our house." Wen Lan reported an address on the phone.

"Now?" Zhou Qingfeng rubbed his eyes, raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening, and he was still on Xue Su's jeep, heading home.

"Come on, come on, our prty has just begun."

Zhou Qingfeng sighed, looked at his casual clothes, and asked Xue Su to help him drive to Wen Lan's house.

"I don't like that woman, she's just like a bitch." Xue Su said seriously, holding the steering wheel.

Zhou Qingfeng could only smile, he knew that Xue Su didn't like women who looked glamorous, "Actually, you can also dress up as Wen Lan, your figure is very good, I really want to see you in denim shorts, The way you show your thighs."

"Don't even think about it." Xue Su categorically broke Zhou Qingfeng's dream.

The car quickly drove to Wen Lan's house, to be precise, it was McDavid's house, a large villa area, which seemed to be called "Urban Mountain Forest", a good place for quietness in the middle of the noise, better than Zhou Qingfeng's "Waterside Garden" Court' more upscale.

"Su, go back and tell Naomi, I may not be home at night. Tell her not to stay in the kitchen like a fool."

Xue Su snorted, left Zhou Qingfeng behind, and ran away quickly.

The villa is great, completely open, you can see the brightly lit garden from a long distance away, no one is standing at the door to check your invitation letter, Zhou Qingfeng walked in directly.

In the outdoor part, there is no heavy metal loud music, no messy crowd, and no serious people in formal clothes. This is a bit different from what Zhou Qingfeng thought. Everyone is very casual, and they dress casually.

The only thing that made Zhou Qingfeng unhappy was that, except for him, all the men were foreigners, and [-]% of the women were women from the Celestial Dynasty.

fuk!Good cabbage makes pigs arch!

Zhou Qingfeng walked to a barbecue stall, grabbed a chicken wing, and a nigger threw him a bottle of cold beer, and he just gnawed and gnawed and wandered around.

"Hey, buddy, where are you going?" An old white man in his fifties and sixties suddenly appeared in front of him, hugging a young girl in her twenties, smiling and speaking Chinese fluently.

"It's from the road, come in and get something to eat." Zhou Qingfeng really took a bite of the chicken wing and finished it in two or three bites. [

"Hahaha..." The white old man smiled happily, and the chick looked contemptuous, "I like you like this, you Chinese people are too restrained, we open prty just to hope everyone can be happy together, no We must get to know each other, chat, drink, and then we will become friends.

My name is Pete, Pete Bowman, come on, buddy, I'll take you to meet my friends. "

The old man drank a little too much, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and led him to the main hall of the villa, while the chick next to him ignored him, and the chick who provoked him panicked and followed closely behind.

Zhou Qingfeng threw the bamboo stick in his hand into the trash can, pulled a napkin to wipe his hands, and walked in with a bottle of beer.

As soon as the door of the villa hall opened, a wave of heat rushed out.

Oh..., this is the old beauty I imagined, beauties in cool clothes, foreigners in unrestrained shapes, loud high-decibel music, shining lights, and messy scenes.

A nigga was standing on a stage, singing rap rp with a microphone, and a bunch of men and women writhing around underneath.

Really, it's completely different on and off the field.

The main hall was crowded with people and the lighting was not good. Zhou Qingfeng quickly got lost with the old white man, but it was okay, he still liked to be casual.

Zhou Qingfeng was sitting by a temporary bar, watching a group of unknown guys dancing wildly in front of him, doing all kinds of things that ordinary people like to see, feeling..., feeling like a pig farm.

Zhou Qingfeng sat for more than half an hour. The bartender at the bar was a big horse with braids, but he didn't speak English. The two talked nonsense. Make the other party laugh.

Seeing how proud Zhou Qingfeng was, a nigger in tattered attire walked over with his arms around a woman, and slammed a bottle of wine on the bar counter, making Zhou Qingfeng jump with a 'bang'.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Qingfeng squinted at the man, thinking that I had killed a lot of niggers, and if I couldn't kill you, I would beat you to death.

The nigger approached with a hippie smile, and said in a strange Chinese: "Hi, Chinese boy, I'm mn from Mozambique, let's drink, how about?" bottle of whiskey.

The big ocean horse in the bar screamed strangely, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and quickly handed over two large wine glasses, pouring them full of whiskey, so that Zhou Qingfeng couldn't drink it if he didn't want to.

The woman next to the black ghost was probably in her early twenties, with heavy makeup on, and actually wearing a school uniform. I don't know if she was pretending to be a girl or a real school girl. She also looked excited and was ready to watch Zhou Qingfeng's jokes.

Zhou Qingfeng looked back and forth between the black ghost and the woman several times, and suddenly said to the student girl: "Sister, do you know where Mozambique is?"

The student girl was stunned, and her black and smoky eyes widened, "Isn't that a state in the United States?"

"I knew it would be like this! Your junior high school geography teacher should be crying." Zhou Qingfeng picked up his glass and said to the Mozambique nigger, "Never get drunk!"

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng drank it all in one gulp, the nigger laughed and picked up the cup as well, gulping it down.

The two people's drinking behavior attracted a large group of onlookers who were doing good things. Those foreigners shouted excitedly. Whenever the two of them finished a glass of high-quality whiskey, there would be a wave of strange screams.

Glass after glass, the two men fighting for wine were like buckets. After killing seven bottles of Chivas Regal, Zhou Qingfeng was still fine. That Mozambique nigger was already a little delirious. [

Drinking spirits too quickly can easily get you drunk.

When the eighth bottle of Chivas Regal was opened, the nigger couldn't even see the glass, stretched his hand forward, and fell to the ground with a plop.

The foreigners around booed and scattered, and no one cared about the unlucky guy who fell on the ground.

The big wild horse in the bar yelled a few words, and people began to give her money, ranging from tens to hundreds.

After a while, Dayangma grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand with a smile, gave him half of the money in his hand, and wrote a phone number and the time of m-5:00 on his palm with a smile, and gave it to him. He blows a kiss.

what?

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the money in his hand in a daze, and was already alone. The student girl with a stinky face said: "They bet you will fall first, but this woman bets you to win."

Although he is also a rich man, Zhou Qingfeng let out a groan of joy when he saw the fortune in his hand, propped his hands on the bar, sat up on his buttocks, stretched out his hand to pull the big ocean over, and kissed her directly, " Baby, wait for me, I will make you happy tonight!"

The student girl even acted as a guest interpreter, chattering and telling the big ocean horse what Zhou Qingfeng said, and the big ocean horse laughed out loud after being teased.

Zhou Qingfeng was rejoicing about his upcoming affair, when a low voice of dissatisfaction came from behind him: "Why are you here?"

Looking back, Xiao Na was actually standing behind her!

"Uh... Sister Na, why are you here?"

Xiao Na was wearing a red cheongsam with chrysanthemum pattern, and looked at Zhou Qingfeng angrily.A drunken white man next to him reached out and grabbed Xiao Na's buttocks. Zhou Qingfeng kicked up and hit his testicles. The guy fell down with a scream, causing laughter from all around.

Xiao Na was taken aback, grabbed Zhou Qingfeng's hand and pulled it out, "This is the house of my foreign son-in-law, I live here, temporarily." Zhou Qingfeng didn't even have time to wave goodbye to the bartender. .

Being dragged directly to the second floor, Zhou Qingfeng stood in front of the fence in the corridor, and he could still see the lively crowd on the first floor through the patio.

"Don't hang out with these foreigners in the future." Xiao Na said, "None of these people will live a good life."

"It's just that everyone lives differently. You can't force others to be like you." Zhou Qingfeng didn't pay much attention to Xiao Na's words. The wine, it was really drunk into the stomach, and it was put into the storage space without cheating.

Now that he was drinking, he walked to a corridor on the second floor with a little drunkenness, and looked at the dozens of photo frames on the wall seriously.

"Your foreign son-in-law was a soldier?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, pointing to McDavid, who was wearing a military uniform photo on the wall.

Xiao Na walked to Zhou Qingfeng's side, looked at what he was pointing at, and said, "Yeah, it seems to be some sort of marine corps. Back then, I wondered if a man who had been a soldier would be more reliable, but now I know, then It's America! It's a whole other world."

"It seems that there is a lot of dissatisfaction? Your daughter is not doing well?" Zhou Qingfeng found many photos of McDavid's military uniform on the wall, and then some life photos, one of which caught Zhou Qingfeng's attention.

In the photo, McDavid and an old white man are standing in a big shop full of guns and medicines, and there is a big sign in the background - Pete Bowman Gun Market.