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As soon as Wang Zhiming finished speaking, he realized something was wrong.

As well as Li Baoqiang, everyone stared at Wang Zhiming with an ambiguous look.

"Actually, I know Teacher Ao. As for Akira Yoshizawa, Asamiyuma, what Sakurai Rihaya do, and Lina Wakamiya, Haruki, and whether Kurosawa's Ai's breasts are big, I don't know about these things …”

"cut!"

Everyone gave Wang Zhiming a thumbs up, but they turned their hands together and rushed down with everyone.

"Shame, fortunately my wife is not around,"

Wang Zhiming lowered his head awkwardly.

When everyone saw Wang Zhiming being defeated, they couldn't help laughing, and the women on the side also burst into laughter.

Today, except for Wang Zhiming, who did not bring female relatives, everyone else has female companions, so the current occasion is just a show-off.

These women are also wise people. Today they are just cutting ribbons. These men, like wolves and tigers, cannot do extraordinary things today.

However, I can't guarantee whether these men will come to the Tianshang Renjian Entertainment Base to steal fishy food in the future.

After the two rows of charming Japanese women finished their greetings, they raised their heads at the same time and stared at the men and women in front of them curiously.

Seeing Brother Hu's flattering expression, these smart Japanese women understood that the men and women in front of them were either rich or noble, and seemed to be as good as high-level officials.

I have to say that these Japanese girls are really smart and guess every time they guess.

"One pull down one Masai" Li Baoqiang and others can still understand it, and the meaning of welcome is to come.

But at this time, no one in everyone's mind cared about what these beauties were muttering because their eyes were not enough.

With big baby face and big breasts, big waist and fat ass, pure and charming, tall and cold, and charming. These Japanese women in front of us are all in all.

"Commander, please..."

Brother Hu looked proud. These Japanese women were trained by him and they were absolutely professional.

In addition, with the innate inner charm of Japanese women and a slight threat, the bargaining chips are the lives of those Japanese men.

So these Japanese women are honest and obedient.

...

Men enter men's pools, and women enter women's pools.

Those Japanese women walked around happily with their little feet, shuttled back and forth, serving men and women, looking obedient and down-eyed.

"Damn, these Japanese are so naughty,"

Huang Kai looked despised and muttered.

"Yes, the Japanese are such a strange nation. It's natural for men to thieves and prostitutes to be prostitutes, and it's evil."

Wang Zhiming was lying comfortably in the pond, haha, and his eyes were touching.

This afternoon, the only one who did not bring his female relatives was Wang Zhiming. His wife was breastfeeding the child at home, so the one who was most relaxed now was Wang Zhiming.

"Sweeping Dasnay, it's so cool,"

Wang Zhiming's eyes are not enough.

Because the Japanese women who were greeting at the door took off their clothes and jumped into the pond, one by one, helping the men scrub their bodies one by one, which was very professional and delicious.

"This is the greatest enjoyment in life,"

Huang Kai breathed comfortably and blurted out proudly.

Since being kidnapped by Li Baoqiang to Chengdu, Huang Kai, the elite pilot, is currently satisfied.

First, he was appreciated by Li Baoqiang, and transformed into the Chief of Staff of the Civil Defense Forces, who was below one person and above ten thousand people.

And he married Ran Jing, a tender female college student. When he thought of Ran Jing who was crying softly under him, Huang Kai felt a sense of passion.

My choice was very wise at the beginning, and coming to Sichuan was definitely the right choice.

Suddenly, a noise came from the gate of the Nantangchi.

After listening to a few words, Li Baoqiang understood that this was an angry young man who was causing trouble, and that was a female angry young man.

"Hello, this lady, this is a male soup pool, women are not allowed to enter,"

A Japanese female waiter politely used half-baked Chinese language to stop a group of women rushing into the door.

"Why don't you let us in? Are you Japanese women brainwashed?"

A crisp girl is slowly preaching.

“Hayi, Hayi,”

Several Japanese waitresses were blocking the door and bent down ninety degrees to agree, but they just refused to let these women come in.

"Old Huang, go and see, listen to the sound, it seems to be the voice of your Ran Jing,"

Li Baoqiang quietly sent Huang Kai.

Whoever's wife will take care of it, and it's not time for Li Baoqiang to come forward.

While Huang Kai was looking for clothes to cover his body, Ran Jing came to the edge of the Tangchi with a group of curious women.

Seeing this, Li Baoqiang put a hot towel on his face and pretended not to know him.

Others waited, and saw that their wives didn't look angry, and they all closed their eyes and pretended to be confused.

"Why are you here? We just rubbed our backs and didn't do anything,"

Huang Kai stood up embarrassedly, and a large bath towel wrapped around his waist.

"Old Huang, I don't care about your messing around here. I just want to ask, what do you think of us women as.

These Japanese women are also women, and they shouldn't be like this,"

Ran Jing put her left hand on her hips and her right fingers lit up Huang Kai.

Huang Kai touched everywhere, and the other men stared at elsewhere, ignoring Huang Kai's look of help.

Ran Jing and other women were all the wives of everyone, and even Princess Manshal was hiding behind everyone, and in fact, they all looked curious in their eyes.

Damn, this is a private place for men. Out of concern for their own men, under Ran Jing's righteous indignation, the ladies rushed in and did not pay any attention to the Japanese waitress.

Huang Kai just accepted the service of a charming Japanese woman and was shooting pistols under the water. Now, seeing Ran Jing's worried expression, she felt a little ashamed, so she had been grunting for a long time without a reply.

Huang Kai's defeat at this time made the other men feel embarrassed because their wives were all looking at the male Tang Chi with jealousy.

Extravagant, extravagant.

On the tiles on the wall, there are pictures of naked women taking baths, pictures of men and women loving each other, and there is nothing to do, everything has a lewd atmosphere.

Let’s look at the big and small soup pools, naked girls accompanying their husbands, a strong smell of vinegar filled the bathroom with steaming water.

For a moment, no one replied and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Ran Jing, right? The post-80s generation, let me, the post-80s generation, teach you a class,"

A burly figure stood up from the pond, but while the figure stood up, two-thirds of his body was covered with a wide bath towel.

Ran Jing looked closely and found that it was Li Baoqiang, his cousin-in-law.

Ran Jing's arrogance suddenly shrank a little.

However, Ran Jing thought about it again and again that the culprit was Li Baoqiang, and the culprit was this guy who made people love and hate.

Thinking of this, Ran Jing calmed down and said, "Okay, I'll listen to the commander's talk."

Huang Kai looked dead gray and thought to himself, Ran Jing is still too young.

Li Baoqiang looked calm and composed. Li Baoqiang was also an angry young man in his previous life, and it was common for him to make angry remarks online.

"Okay, let me tell you a story first, my grandpa's story."

Everyone was stunned. What kind of play did Li Baoqiang sing? Why did he contact Li Baoqiang's grandfather?

Li Baoqiang walked out of the pond, sat calmly on the rattan chair, reached out and made a gesture of smoking. The well-behaved Japanese woman stepped forward, bowed deeply, handed over the cigarette roll, and lit it with a click. The cigarette roll in Li Baoqiang's hand.

"I remember that back then, the Japanese occupied Binhai City and occupied my hometown, a quiet small mountain village."

Li Baoqiang took a deep breath of smoke, his thoughts were lost, and his thoughts had already flown back to the era of the Anti-Japanese War.