"Why are you playing tricks on you? Do you think I'm joking? If you can help me, I thank you. If you can't help, please give me some advice." Yang Shiwen said seriously.

Kukud was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "The Seventh Fleet of the United States is the only naval force stationed in the Asia-Pacific region. How could the Reagan, the basic core aircraft carrier, belong to your family? The most important thing is that the commander of the Seventh Fleet and the commander of the Reagan aircraft carrier, Mr. Van dersey, is good friends with me. Why haven't I heard of this kind of thing?"

Yang Shiwen said seriously: "My family is very rich. My family has a sea yard in the East China Sea. We usually use the Reagan aircraft carrier as a yacht. My family often vacations at sea. Also, there is a large swimming pool at home, and my husband often brings the aircraft carrier into the swimming pool to play."

"Playing on an aircraft carrier in the swimming pool? You, you, you, you are still playing tricks on me." Kukud could not maintain his gentlemanly demeanor at this time, so he suddenly stood up.

Puff!

Now Yang Shiwen couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed, "Oh my God, you still can see that I'm playing tricks on you. Since you have seen through it, please give me it, don't give it to me."

"You..." Kukud was so angry that he was furious, his lustful eyes had already started to gush with anger.

"Old man, don't be here, you and yours, go!"

"If you want to pick up girls, you have to look in the mirror. Why do toads always want to eat swan meat?"

An An and Nangong Xue attacked without hesitation.

Bang!

Kukud slapped the table in anger, shaking the tableware on the table for a while.

But then, Huerlie suddenly took action and grabbed Kukude's wrist. The Mongolian man said with a cold face: "My sister-in-law can talk to you is already giving you a face. You dare to continue to act wildly. Be careful that I will break your legs."

"You..." Kukud wanted to pull his hand back, but after using a few force, he was extremely shocked to find that the opponent's big hand was tightened like a mechanical iron pliers.

"Ugly man, let go of your dirty hands."

"You dare to speak out here and threaten the young chief, you are seeking death by yourself."

"If you don't let go, I'll cut off your hand."

Four people behind Kukud walked forward at the same time. Two of them had already taken out their pistols, and the one who was walking in front raised their legs and pulled out a short knife from the whip tube, cutting the blade across the blade towards Huerlie's arm.

puff!

The sound of cutting the knife through the skin and bones seemed so harsh, and then a large piece of blood sprayed out.

"Ah... Damn it, my hand!"

At the same time, Kukud held his broken arm and screamed loudly: "Damn it, can't you tell me when you chop people? You dare to cut off my hand, you want to kill you."

That's right, Kukud's bodyguard wanted to cut Huerlie's hand, but Huerlie used Kukud's arm to block the knife, and they made them use his own knife to cut his hand.

"Young Chief, I didn't mean it, it was him..." The man holding the knife was so scared that his face was pale and threw the blood-stained short knife to the ground.

The other three bodyguards were also confused at this time.

"Damn it, what's the use of saying this? Why don't you take me to the hospital soon!" Kukude was in pain and anger, feeling the darkness in front of his eyes, and even felt that his subordinates were too useless.

Just when Kukud and his friends wanted to leave, a white Western man with a low figure but wide shoulders walked into the Western restaurant with a group of tall Western men.

This white man is not young, with most of his curly hair white and his face slightly wrinkled. However, although the old white man is old, he is in a very good spirit.

"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Kukud? Why are you injured?" The old white man saw Kukud at a glance, and an indescribable joy appeared on his face.

"true and false!"

Huerlie glanced at the old white man and muttered in a low voice: "These Westerners always look very happy when they see their acquaintances, but in fact they may be thinking of some twists and turns in their hearts."

On the contrary, after seeing the white Westerners, Kukud's face was less painful, and he even shouted excitedly: "Mr. Van dersi, hurry up, let your best doctor help me with my hands, my hand has been cut off."

"Oh! Jadley, Pedda, come and have a look." Van Desch waved quickly.

Behind this old Western man, two big men, one white and one black, immediately walked out, each carrying a small medical box.

Under everyone's gaze, two big men, one black and one white, anesthetics were given to Kukudeza on the spot, and then they took out their broken hands for disinfection, and then took out their microglasses for on-site limb retrieval.

Faced with this scene, many people in the Western Restaurant were stunned.

"Oh my God, they just used their swords and guns to scare me. Now someone has undergone limb retrieval surgery on the spot. Is it OK?"

"They move so fast, and they don't seem to have to think about the needle when they are released. It turns out that there are such powerful surgeons in this world!"

"Not only, the surgical equipment they use seems to be simple either. What is that thing? It flashes and actually plays a slim role?"

The diners in the Western restaurant said curiously, and were shocked by the two big men, one black and one white.

At this moment, Huerlie looked at this scene and a look of horror flashed in his eyes, "Laser thread fixing device, they actually have the most advanced external sewing equipment in the world. These people are not simple!"

"It's certainly not simple. Haven't you heard that Kukud called that fat old man's name?"

Yang Shiwen whispered: "Van der Xi, isn't the commander of the Seventh Fleet the name? It shouldn't be a coincidence?"

A glimmer flashed in Huerlie's eyes. Perhaps because he felt the gaze of Huerlie and others, the fat old man Van dersi also turned his head to look at Huerlie and Yang Shiwen.

Van der Si didn't look much at Huerlie, but his eyes kept scanning Yang Shiwen, An An and Nangong Xue's faces. A hidden sense of stunning and greed had already appeared in the old man's eyes.

"Mr. Van dersi, my arm was injured by those people. You may not know that beautiful Oriental girl said that your aircraft carrier Reagan is his big yacht. She doesn't take your American Navy seriously." Kukud also noticed Van dersi's gaze and picked it up at the right time.

oh!

Van dersi seemed to be more interested in Yang Shiwen and others. He waved to Yang Shiwen and said, "Beautiful lady, you are very humorous. I like humorous girls. Can we make friends?"

"Sorry, you are too old." Yang Shiwen said.

"What a pity, I'm staying here for two nights at most. I originally wanted to have a beautiful encounter with the beautiful lady, but I didn't expect you to be so ruthlessly rejected." Van dersey shrugged and said, "Since I can't make friends, I'm going to ask you for an explanation. Do you dare to joke about our American Navy aircraft carrier? Are you despising us?"

When Van dersey said this, his skilled group of Western men took a step forward at the same time.

But at this moment, Huerlie also stood up, and the other ten underworld elites in the Western Restaurant also stood up silently.
Chapter completed!