Han Dong felt his eyes blur and he was no longer in the room. He looked around and found that he was on a huge ship, surrounded by the endless blue sea.

This is a huge seagoing ship. Han Dong is standing on the side of the ship facing the sea. On the left and right, there are many male and female foreigners with white skin, yellow hair, tall noses and deep eyes walking around behind him.

What surprised Han Dong was that these foreigners were not surprised at Han Dong's sudden appearance on the boat, and some friendly ones even smiled at Han Dong!

Although Han Dong could even accept mysterious things like time travel and systems without changing his expression, he couldn't help but be surprised at this moment.

Han Dong opened the system and took a look. Nothing else had changed except for a line of text at the bottom:

You can choose a foreign language: Chinese, English, French, German, Spanish...

There were more than a dozen languages ​​for Han Dong to choose from.

"Does this allow me to integrate into this world?"

Han Dong immediately understood the meaning of the system.

"Choose Chinese, English? I have passed CET-4, and I have watched so many English H-movies, so normal communication is no problem. In this era, apart from the United Kingdom, the strongest country is France, so choose French!"

Han Dong clicked on the French option, and suddenly there was another language in his mind. The level was not lower than Chinese, but far higher than his half-baked English.

After turning off the system, Han Dong felt that there was an extra memory in his mind. He thought deeply and observed that it turned out to be a memory about his identity.

His name is still Han Dong, but he is a Chinese student studying in France. As for how he came to study abroad, the reason given by the system left Han Dong speechless.

The family has a lot of assets, but few relatives. Both parents are only children. They both died five years ago, and Han Dong has no blood relatives. After his parents passed away, because the foreigners were powerful and the Chinese Empire was invincible, Han Dong admired Wei Yuan's idea of ​​"learning from the barbarians and growing up."

He used his skills to control the barbarians, so he sold his property and went abroad to France at his own expense.

I just graduated this year and took this international merchant ship back to my country. I also took a hundred silver dollars with me. The system explained that it was a legacy left by my parents.

What a far-fetched and ridiculous reason!

However, such a brutal, direct, and simple identity management made Han Dong quite satisfied. He did not want a lot of relatives to appear in this world for no reason.

After sorting out his memories, Han Dong took a stroll on the boat.

This is a sea-going ship heading to Guangzhou, China. On board are merchants and their goods from more than a dozen European and American countries, as well as navies from some countries. As for the Chinese students returning to China, there is only one Han Dong!

The ship was full of foreigners wearing 19th-century European costumes. Han Dong found it interesting and occasionally communicated with some foreigners. The quality of the French delivered by the system was first-class and the communication was extremely smooth. On the contrary, the English that had passed CET-4 was too poor, and the English department

Foreign exchanges in the country can only be dealt with with a few simple words.

The European and American foreigners on the ship were not discriminating against Han Dong, who was obviously Chinese, as expected. Perhaps it was because of the smoother language communication and systematic arrangement. Han Dong didn't have the heart to think deeply. He just wanted to understand the environment as soon as possible.

Then he went to Foshan to learn Chinese martial arts from Huang Feihong.

At the stern corner of the ship, Han Dong found several people talking. One was a yellow-skinned Chinese woman wearing a European dress. Opposite them were five tall foreigners with European navy looks.

Seeing the familiar face of that woman, Han Dong's heart moved and he slowly walked over.

A tall, strong-looking navy man with thick lips and beard was talking to a Chinese woman. The four navy men next to him were watching the fun with smiles on their faces.

The two parties had obviously been talking for a long time, and they heard the navy on the opposite side say in French:

"Dear Madam, I am a great French soldier. You can call me Raphael. I admire you very much. Please drink a glass of whiskey and champagne with me. Don't worry, I won't delay you for too long. We are both gentlemen!"

The woman's French was obviously very poor, and she said in a mixture of French and English: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Raphael, I really have something important to do and I can't accompany you. Could you please give me a break?"

Raphael obviously didn't want to give up just like that. He stood still and continued to block the woman's way, preparing to say something, but Han Dong, who saw this scene, planned to intervene.

Han Dong, who had watched the movie "Once Upon a Time" countless times in his previous life, recognized the woman at a glance as the heroine Thirteenth Aunt. She didn't know her last name, but Huang Feihong, besides Thirteenth Aunt, was also sometimes called Shaoyun's Pretty

woman.

There were clearly five French sailors harassing Aunt Thirteen in front of them. It was said that in the movie, Aunt Thirteen and his party arrived in Foshan smoothly. There should be no accidents on the way, but Han Dong, who was worried about how to get in touch with Huang Feihong, didn't want to miss it.

this opportunity.

"Aha! Is this how the great French soldier is so persistent in entangled with a beautiful noble lady?"

Han Dong stepped forward and said in fluent French.

Suddenly, everyone present looked at Han Dong.

Aunt Thirteen also turned around and looked over. This Chinese young man spoke French much more fluently than she did. This was the first time she had met a Chinese person who spoke French so well, and she couldn't help but be very curious.

The French naval officer who was interrupted, Raphael, was not very friendly and glared at Han Dong angrily. The four naval officers who were watching the fun also turned this way.

Han Dong's strong physical quality is a psychological guarantee. Being watched by several tall foreigners, he has no stage fright. Not to mention that in his previous life, he was used to seeing these white-skinned, yellow-haired, and high-nose foreigners. Even he is nearly 1 meter tall.

Jiu's height is not much different from Europeans and Americans with thick bones.

As modern Chinese people have kept up with nutrition, the height difference between them and foreigners is no longer so obvious. Of course, Chinese people in this era are generally about 1.6 meters tall, so they are naturally not comparable to Europeans and Americans.

Raphael glared at Han Dong who came over and said:

"Who are you? I'm chatting with this lady, why are you disturbing us, aren't you polite?"

"Are you chatting? I think it's an unreasonable entanglement!"

Smiling, Han Dong looked at Raphael and said, "This lady has clearly rejected you. As a gentleman, you should leave politely instead of persisting in the fight. Are you right?

Mr. Raphael!"

Raphael felt uncomfortable when his chatting trip was interrupted, and he felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Han Dong's condescending reprimand.

In fact, Raphael didn't mean to stalk her. He just stayed on the boat for a long time and naturally wanted to strike up a conversation when he saw a beautiful woman. It would be best if he had a chance. He wouldn't force it if he didn't have a chance. But when Han Dong said this, it seemed that he and

They were like those ruffians, which made him feel insulted!

Now he stared at Han Dong and said in a bad tone:

"This is a matter between me and this lady. It's up to her to decide whether to reject me. Who are you, a yellow-skinned monkey? Do you dare to interrupt, or do you want to be beaten?"

Several foreigners behind him who were watching the fun burst into laughter.

Hearing Raphael's provocative words, Han Dong smiled inwardly. He was afraid that you would be dishonest, otherwise how could you have a relationship with Huang Feihong? But just based on the words "yellow-skinned monkey", I want you to look good today.

"Is this the virtue of a gentleman when you open your mouth and curse others? I think you are a bitch!"

Raphael was obviously irritated. He made a fist with one hand and said to Han Dong: "Yellow-skinned monkey, you have angered me. Although you are not worthy, I will still give you a chance to duel with me! Do you dare?"

The four French sailors behind him immediately started shouting, and one of them even whistled, which immediately attracted a large group of nearby veterans.

In Europe of this era, there was still a strong legacy of dueling, which was even more popular among soldiers. Whenever conflicts occurred, they were often resolved through duels.

With this physical strength, Han Dong can almost walk sideways in this world as long as he doesn't encounter masters of spears and martial arts. Of course, he won't be afraid of a duel with a few foreigners.

However, he couldn't let the other party lead him by the nose. Han Dong said:

"Duel? No, no, you are no match for me. I am bullying you in a duel with you!"

Han Dong's words made Raphael furious. He immediately took off his left glove and threw it in front of Han Dong.

"Come on, you yellow-skinned monkey, I want to show you the power of our great French soldiers!"

The foreigners who were watching suddenly started to boo. Although they didn’t know the cause of the conflict between the two, who wouldn’t want to watch the excitement? The place suddenly became lively.

Throwing gloves to your opponent is almost a mandatory duel requirement, because in Europe, if you still refuse in this situation, everyone will look down on you.

Of course Han Dong wouldn't care about this. It's a European tradition, what does it have to do with him? However, he was just using the topic to make acquaintance with the Thirteenth Aunt, and by the way, get involved with Huang Feihong, so as to facilitate the next action. He then said:

"Okay, I accept your challenge, but first, if you lose, don't pester this lady in the future!"

Being surrounded by so many people, Raphael no longer cared about Thirteenth Aunt. He snorted and said:

"I agree, but I hope you won't regret it when you end up lying on the deck unable to get up!"

After saying that, he made fists with both hands, assumed a boxer's posture, and pressed towards Han Dong.

Han Dong had already seen Raphael's attributes.

Strength 1.3, agility 1, spirit 1, will 1, fusion degree 1.5%. Compared to those who are watching the fun surrounded by all 1, Raphael's strength attribute is a few tenths higher, which may be considered relatively good among ordinary people.

He can fight, but he is far from a master who practices martial arts. Even Han Xue can easily explode a hammer.

But Han Dong didn't want to act too outrageous, so he also stared at Raphael in a fighting posture. Besides, this was the first time in his life that he had fought with someone, so he still needed to be careful. It would not look good if the boat capsized in the gutter.

Raphael's fists were swinging back and forth according to the rhythm of a boxer, and he looked stylish. Han Dong estimated that this guy must have practiced boxing, and his movements were somewhat similar to the boxers he saw on TV in his previous life.

However, Han Dong's predecessor was not only a martial arts practitioner, but also a guy who devoted himself wholeheartedly. All these memories were left to Han Dong, so Han Dong was not a rookie without any sense of fighting.

Han Dong's agility is several times that of Raphael, and correspondingly, his reaction ability is far beyond that of Raphael. Therefore, although Raphael is shaking his fists, Han Dong can clearly see them.

He threw several punches in a row, but Han Dong dodged them. Raphael kept swinging his fists and making fake moves. After approaching Han Dong again, he quickly feinted with his left fist in front of Han Dong's eyes, and hit a heavy blow with his right fist.

A right uppercut hit Han Dong on the left side of his face.

Although even if he was hit, he was probably just tickled, but Han Dong naturally didn't want to be punched. He turned his head and ducked to the left to avoid the punch, and then quickly took a big step forward.

Just behind Raphael.
Chapter completed!