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Chapter 1164 Meaning

In fact, this kind of unfriendliness has been around for a long time. As a neighbor who has been confronting China for hundreds or thousands of years, has given great support to the new China and has also plundered countless neighbors from China and has collapsed its territory. Now, his mentality towards China is very complicated.

After entering modern history, the former Soviet Union and Russian people have always looked down on China with a high-level feeling. But now, it is an indisputable fact that the sleeping dragon has risen from any aspect. Russia, which has fallen into the singularization of the energy economy, has almost eaten up its old capital and lagged behind its neighbors in all directions. Therefore, from the tyrant who started to flock to the crowd twenty or thirty years ago to the Chinese businessmen who dare not buy anything and cannot afford it, the Russian people have extremely complex mentality. Envy, jealousy and hatred are the best portrayals used to describe them. This mentality has evolved into extreme nationalism in some parts, and has even moved closer to the exclusivity of the Nazi style.

Of course, the morality of Chinese people who are not afraid to make false, and there is nothing that cannot be taken shortcuts is indeed easy to criticize. Buck doesn’t have that much sense of national elite. He turned around and laughed at Wu Mengxi: "Look, your number is coming out to embarrass the Chinese people! Russian men are still quite honest. If you dare to suspect that they sell fake goods, they are questioning other people’s character and morality!"

The girl wrapped in white fur felt wronged: "Ask, I spent hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy fakes, be careful, nothing wrong."

So when I had a meal next time, Wu Mengxi was very quiet, and the atmosphere was also very good. In the wooden restaurant made of logs, there were tables and chairs, bear heads, black foxes, snow sculptures, and deer head specimens hanging on the walls were lifelike, and there were thick Russian styles everywhere. The barbecue and local specialty sturgeon were paired with caviar. Natasha had a lot of fun eating it. She said that she had found the taste of her hometown and almost had to grab it with Buck. However, Wu Mengxi was a little allergic to some original and rich atmosphere, so she could only eat some red vegetable soup and chicken. Overall, it still looked cold.

So after dinner, Natasha suggested going to the bar to sit. Wu Mengxi rarely dismantled the venue: "You go, I'll go back and rest. It's so tired. It's so cold that I have a headache. I'm really not pretending to be delicate!"

Buck's considerate wife said that he would go back and make a salt bathtub bubble for her. Natasha curled her lips and was not interested in swaying alone. She threw the clothes she had changed in her hand and went back to the hotel.

But Wu Mengxi had the ability to make up for it and pushed Buck to Natasha in a narrow elevator where there were only three or four people standing: "We are a bit out of style in Kuala Lumpur these days. It's yours. I'll take a break."

Buck was studying how rare the wooden buttons in the elevator were. He laughed: "Shouldn't I rest? I'm very tired, okay..."

Natasha heard something and looked surprised and contempt.

So it seemed like a little conflict that seemed to be missing out on a relatively warm night.

Because such a conflict came immediately the next day!

The problem lies with a tall blonde model with blue eyes.

Early in the morning, Wu Mengxi went to wake him up with excitement than Buck, and pulled the couple who had been doing morning exercises to the Cultural Palace. As soon as they walked into the large square, Buck and Natasha had a quick look.

There were people standing in the squares of about two or three basketball courts, at least nearly a thousand people!

Moreover, 80% of them are tall and beautiful girls, all wearing various fur coats and shabby sportswear and down jackets. What makes this piece of beauty soar to the highest density in the world?

This is almost the first time Buck has grown up to see so many beautiful girls standing together. The so-called charming eyes may be used to describe this time. His wife was still looking at each other without greed. He quickly glanced over and pulled Wu Mengxi, who was taking a deeper breath than him, walked along the edge, and Natasha stood up the collar of the black mink coat to cover her face to follow, because her size made almost most girls' eyes turn around to form a focus. As her peers were afraid of each other, Wu Mengxi had no deterrence in this regard.

But what Buck and Natasha noticed was not only beautiful girls. From the company of those few families or agents, they both paid professional attention to the same two or three men, men with tattoos on their eyelids!

Long hair or bald head, cynical smile, and the mustache common to young and middle-aged men in the local area are not as good as the signal of a tattoo.

As mercenaries with tattoos on their bodies, Buck and Natasha knew exactly what this meant.

If you are not careful, you will penetrate the thin eyelid and poke the eyeball crystals. Therefore, this tattoo must be inserted into the eyeball with a metal spoon before it can be carried out. The cruel process can be seen.

But compared with the meaning of the tattoo itself, it is a big mistake. This is a standard gangster in the former Soviet Union. The tattoo on the eyes and faces has the meaning of falling into the sea of ​​suffering. Don't wake me up...

When a place is generally poor, various gang forces will flourish, striving to form cliques to make themselves live a better life and have more strength to bully others!

This is almost certain.

So when Buck and Natasha saw a blonde girl with these people taking off their clothes and standing in front of the judges, they immediately shook their heads and refused the application of the tall model with tattoos: "I'm sorry, you don't meet our requirements."

In fact, this blonde girl is really pretty. Her long brown and golden curly hair is tied behind her head, her tall and pointed nose, her three-dimensional face, and her delicate pink lips are shiny with a slight luster, which looks quite charming at first glance!

In contrast to black bikini underwear with rhinestones, the fair and slightly reddish skin may be particularly eye-catching under sufficient heating, but the tall breasts and squinted buttocks that attract each pair of eyes also have a unique tattoo of this girl. Usually, there should be a Son and the Holy Infant with wings at each of the bends of beautiful arms, and the charming chest is an Orthodox church, with a whole chest covered with pieces of tattoos. In front of the church is the Virgin and Jesus, each on the left and right, which are all on the smooth waist. The pattern of the above tattoos extends to the narrow black triangle mini pants, which is easy to arouse reverie!

The other party's reaction was indeed in line with the expectations of Buck and Natasha, and he was very arrogant and rushing: "Why! You didn't say that tattoos cannot participate in your selection before!"

Natasha, who sat in the row with the staff, did not need a Russian translation: "Sorry, no modeling agency should accept the participation of contestants like you with tattoos. Our approach is also in line with the industry rules." Wu Mengxi, who heard the translation explaining, wanted to open her mouth a little, but nodded. After all, although fashion models who use their bodies as work items really rarely have tattoos, her positioning for these girls is not necessarily models or beauty contestants. This may also be a distinctive feature. Tattooing in Southeast Asia is also a very common thing, so the primary election was not prohibited before.

The other party insisted on this: "Why didn't you say it before? And..." The blonde girl saw the tattoo on Buck's jaw with sharp eyes: "Where is he? Didn't he have a tattoo? Are you discriminating against?"

The only person standing behind the staff seat, Buck hugged his arm and smiled: "Yes, we did not discriminate against tattoos, but you should have not passed the primary election in other model beauty pageants before, right? Others have never given you this opportunity, so we did not discriminate against you at all compared to them. We just said that you did not meet the requirements because of your tattoo content... Do I need to explain the meaning of the church spire cross and the Son and the Holy Infant?"

The blonde girl looked at Buck with a cold eyebrows for a few seconds, and cursed her teeth in Russian. Natasha was about to stand up and jump over the table when she heard this. Buck pressed her shoulder and looked at her quietly. The girl turned angrily and picked up the mink coat in the corner. She looked out with hundreds of pairs of bikini girls.
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