The mage in the late Qing Dynasty

Liu Guogui led the team early and traveled across the ocean to London.

He had great confidence in the members of the insurance team, but after all, he was specialized in the industry, so he begged Samuel Goldberg to use his personal connections to inquire about the events and rules of the London Olympics from the American competitors.

Samuel Goldberg came forward to rent a venue for temporary training.

Wang Long, who had followed Shuangxi to the south to rebel, was suddenly among the team.

Wang Long said: Brother Guigui, I saw the players from Bohemia yesterday. They couldn't even eat. How can they win medals?

There are a total of 23 countries participating in the competition. There are many rich and few poor. The contestants have a wide variety of professions. It is inevitable that there will be some who are cheating.

Ordinarily, if Daqing were to participate, the players would probably not be well-paid, but Lugang Town couldn't afford to pay, so the people who came were all members of the insurance team, and there was no shortage of money either collectively or individually.

Having good food and housing is not a problem. Even if they are compared with the British and American players, they are still better.

Blank! Liu Baoguo took a long puff of low-quality cigarette: For this Olympics, I can't even afford a cigar. You better win the gold medal and be proud, otherwise you won't know how to explain to Zhongyi when you go back.

The weather in London is very bad. It fogs up every day and makes people feel like their lungs are full of water vapor.

Whenever it rains, it's wet, cold and extremely uncomfortable.

Not to mention the blank stares from white people all over the world.

The training of the insurance team is very interesting. For example, Wang Long, he not only trains pole vaulting, sprinting, and marathon training, but also does not stop shooting training...

Because there are few people, I plan to sign up for multiple events in an attempt to win medals by accumulating numbers.

It is worth mentioning that there are two women in the team-Miao Cuihua and Liu Jiahui.

Liu Jiahui and Miao Cuihua signed up for women's archery. They originally wanted to sign up for shooting, but the organizing committee did not allow it.

Most competition events can only be participated by men.

Liu Jiahui and Miao Cuihua had never played tennis before, and they felt that it would be difficult to make achievements by sharpening their skills in battle, so they had to give up that thought.

To say that Liu Jiahui came prepared, Miao Cuihua was just there to do it, and more importantly, she accompanied Liu Jiahui.

A group of people trained for a day and dragged their exhausted bodies to the outside.

At this time, a Canadian named Kerr and an American named Stiles were watching from the sidelines, chatting and laughing, not paying any attention to these yellow-skinned Asians.

When Liu Guogui led everyone away, Kerr said provocatively: Chinamen, why don't you have braids? Oh, it turns out there are two ladies. You should learn from these two ladies...

Miao Cuihua and Liu Jiahui have exactly the same hairstyle. They are braided with European-style six strands side by side. Each sister is more beautiful than the other. Both their temperament and appearance are not inferior to women from other countries.

The insurance team has always had short hair, and each one is more wavy than the other, with back hair, side parting, broken hair, front thorns, textures, long hair... everything.

They are also handsome and stylish, very different from the Chinese living overseas nowadays.

Just because one of the sponsors of this Olympic Games is Zhang Daquan's younger brother Zhang Dazhu, Zhang Dazhu brought two barbers from the chain barber shop with him, specializing in cutting hair for athletes.

Wang Long has a bad temper. Since returning from the south with Shuang Xi, his murderous intent has become increasingly fierce: Fake Squid, you are seeking death if you blanch Nima!

Kerr's expression changed: What did you say?

Wang Long is a leader in the insurance team and can be said to be a killer.

The veins on his forehead twitched, his eyes became cold, and he stepped forward, preparing to kill with a single blow.

Liu Baoguo knew very well what kind of players the insurance team was. When there were only him, Zhao Zhongyi and Zhao Chuanxin, the three of them dared to intercept and kill the heavily armed Taozi on the roadside with cold weapons.

This madness is passed down from generation to generation.

He quickly stopped Wang Long.

Then he put his hands in his trouser pockets and came to Kerr, who was half a head taller than him.

Liu Baoguowei slowly reached out and smoothed the wrinkles on the collar of Kerr's suit. He smiled and said in English with an accent similar to that of Zhao Chuanxin: Duffel material, rounded collar, and newsboy hat. Could it be that this outfit gives you a sense of superiority? ?”

Kerr originally had a strong sense of superiority, but Liu Baogui's actions and his teasing tone inexplicably suppressed Kerr's momentum.

Liu Baogui wore a dark-grained duffle coat, underneath a silk-wool blended herringbone suit. His lips and chin beard were trimmed neatly, his middle hair was permed, and his forehead hair was long and parallel to his earlobes.

Originally, he looked a bit wretched, but he relied on his clothes and saddle. His outfit and his mid-length side-parted permed hair made his wretchedness disappear, and instead he looked a bit more ruthless.

However, Liu Guogui's movements were very elegant, creating a sharp contrast.

He was clearly half a head shorter than Kerr, but Liu Guogui seemed to cast a shadow all over Kerr, leaving him speechless.

Liu Guogui took out his cigarette and someone behind him lit it for him.

The people at the back, including Miao Cuihua and Liu Jiahui, all looked at the two men eagerly. Their eyes were like a pack of wolves gathering for hunting, which made Kerr and Stiles shudder.

They suddenly felt that they had offended the wrong person, but their sense of superiority forced them to refuse to bow.

Liu Guogui blew out the smoke and asked lightly: What do you call it?

Robert Kerr... Kerr couldn't help but introduce himself.

Liu Baoguo said: Kerr, that's it. You may have misunderstood us Chinese.

He pinched his cigarette, looked back and pointed at the people behind him and said: Look, you can call this man a king. He once went into the mountains alone and hunted a black bear with a short knife; this man, you can call him a king. Li, he captured three Japanese Army strongholds in one night, and single-handedly killed 12 regular Japanese Army soldiers in the dark; this person... Even this Ms. Liu, she is proficient in fighting, and can skillfully use the wheel and the rifles, heavy machine guns, and shotguns. This Ms. Miao witnessed mountains of corpses and seas of blood with her own eyes. Her man killed more people than all of your relatives and friends combined. Even your Lucifer in the West saw He might even tremble.

Therefore, maybe a small number of Chinese people give you the impression that they are weak and can be bullied, but don’t think that all Chinese people have crooked backs, and don’t think that all Chinese people are soft persimmons.

Kerr opened his mouth but said nothing, his face somewhat pale.

Just when Stiles was about to speak, Liu Guoguo tapped his chest with the finger holding the cigarette: Although you are an American, if you dare to speak rudely at this time, I can guarantee that you will die immediately, don't say anything. Unpredictable!

Stiles' face turned red, but when he looked behind Liu Guowei, he found that those people had their backs straight and leaning slightly forward, their steps were irregular, and their postures were frighteningly uniform.

These people are not like athletes, but more like soldiers.

He knew that if the man in front of him gave the order, those people would tear the two of them into pieces.

Therefore, he did not dare to speak.

Liu Guigui's elegant temperament suddenly disappeared, he threw away the cigarette butts, slapped the two of them on the cheeks, and said viciously: Zhuo Nima, remember, if I dare to cross the ocean, I will be prepared to bury my body in a foreign land. I , Including them, the coffin has been made, what about you?

The two of them looked horribly pale, and Nono dared not speak.

Liu Guogui smiled contemptuously and spat on Kerr's shoes.

He waved his hand: Let's go!

Everyone filed past the two of them, holding their chests out and raising their heads, but their eyes were sinister.

The two of them dared not express their anger.

After walking far away, Liu Jiahui breathed a sigh of relief: Emma, ​​Brother Guigui, you are really good and your English is getting better and better.

Liu Baoguo bared his teeth, which were a little yellow: How can I dare to go to Liangshan without twos and threes? What is this? I think about those days, no matter what the four beams and eight pillars, I picked up the gangsters on several mountains with my loyalty and inheritance, my eyes Without batting an eyelid. These two foreign devils are having sex with each other, and I will scare them to the point of peeing in seconds!

In recent years, Liu Baoguo has not participated in hunting and killing at all, and the pigtails near Lugang Town have become extinct. Everyone thought he was bragging. What happened today made everyone change their minds. Maybe it was true...

But Liu Guogui never mentioned the past when he carried a hatchet and slashed people with his eyes closed while dragging urine stains!

But as soon as I returned to my residence, I heard Samuel Goldberg say: Precious, the Olympic Games Organizing Committee said that it would review the amateur status of the participating athletes.

Liu Guogui was dumbfounded: This...

There is no way to say that they are all more professional battlefield killers than the regular army.

Miao Cuihua rolled her eyes: Don't worry...