"What's going on, eh? Wow." Eiffel got out of the car immediately, and immediately understood what was going on. He restrained his malice and asked knowingly, "Is it performance art? Have the French people become so liberal?
Is it done?”
As a British gentleman, facing the French who were both enemies and friends, Eiffel could not restrain his desire to insult the law.
For a while, the foreign officials from other representative offices got out of the car. How could they leave with such a good show? Ignoring the kindness of the French companions who wanted to take them around, that's it! This is good...
Alan Wilson took the lead, and a group of British people walked towards the crowd of people on the street. He looked back and saw that one of the accompanying British civil servants was carrying a camera. He suddenly got angry and said, "Why are you bringing a camera? Later.
do not take photos."
"Alan, how could I be that kind of person?" The foreign representative who was stopped by Alan Wilson retorted with a serious face, "You can't insult a gentleman with such malicious thoughts."
Now that the gentlemen saw that the Paris citizens were having entertainment activities, they wanted to join in. There was nothing wrong with them. They ignored the obstruction of Pierre Le Mans and his party and glared at these naked French women with vicious eyes.
To express the indignation against these traitors, in fact, if you think about it carefully, it is not impossible to leave two photos.
It was not Alan Wilson's original intention to mingle with the French. When he first got off the car, it was indeed because of his male instinct that he got off and prepared for a good show. He knew in his heart that this was part of the liquidation of Western European countries after the war, and it was not just
It appeared in France.
With Germany's surrender becoming a foregone conclusion, peace seemed to have seen the light of day, but in fact, after the war, although peace came, Europe did not enter peace.
A movement called the Liquidation of Collaborators was launched in Western Europe. This kind of liquidation with a vengeful and punitive nature after the war was staged in turns in various European countries after the war, becoming a demon for hundreds of thousands of people at that time. And in
The liquidation movement was carried out most intensely in France, the largest country in Western Europe.
During the German occupation of France, a large number of French girls fell in love with German soldiers stationed in France. Such things were not prohibited, and French men did not protest. However, after the war, these once speechless French men,
However, they ignited the anger of revenge and demanded that these women be punished as collaborators.
Alan Wilson's head was still blank when he was crowded in the crowd. He heard a group of French people shouting slogans, and then someone came out with scissors. This shouting also made Alan Wilson wake up from the brain freeze. In front of him.
There are more than a dozen French women, ranging in age from 20 to 30 years old, with different faces. What they have in common is that their faces are full of tears, their eyes are either empty or desperate, and the faces around them are excited.
citizens of Paris.
These French women watched the scissors getting closer and closer, but did not dare to move, fearing that their avoidance would bring greater humiliation.
Amid the roars of laughter around him, Alan Wilson suddenly felt that he couldn't bear this scene, so he walked out directly. In full view of the public, the French were astonished, and came to these meticulous women, and then took off their shirts.
, draped on a woman's body.
"Who are you, and what is your relationship with these collaborators?" Alan Wilson's move suddenly caused the French people who were watching the excitement to explode, spitting curses, and several young men rolled up their sleeves.
, ready to take action and show off your bravery.
"Aifle, tell our people to take off their shirts." Alan Wilson shouted to his colleagues, not taking the French people around him seriously. When he heard that the French people around him were not speaking French, the people around him
The French were even more angry.
This time, the civil servants of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs who came to France, some of whom knew French, quickly switched languages to prevent Alan Wilson from being beaten by a group of people. In this way, a group of British diplomats took off their shirts and put them on the surrounded people.
On French women.
"Are you British?" One of the women, in her early twenties, with tears in her eyes, asked.
"Of course, a gentleman of the British Empire." As Alan Wilson spoke, he had turned his back to the French woman. Other civil servants from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs followed suit and blocked these French women behind them, holding their heads high and looking around.
The people who can't bear to love melon are showing arrogance in their eyes.
Not only that, before Pierre Le Mans spoke, Alan Wilson had already shouted, "From now on, this kind of unmanly behavior must be banned."
"What do you care about the British?" A voice came from nowhere, and a diplomatic civil servant who knew French next to him translated the words.
"I don't know who you are or where you are hiding. But this voice belongs to a man, I can recognize it." Alan Wilson didn't know who said it. Anyway, it was a Frenchman who said it, and shouted rudely, "
There is a saying that war makes women go away, but in fact the fate of women in war is even more tragic. To be fair, during war times, governments of all countries will give priority to men, because men have to go to the battlefield and fight their lives."
Speaking of this, Alan Wilson suddenly woke up, wondering why he couldn't change his professional habits and started talking nonsense again on such occasions.
"If the war is defeated, what do you want these women to do? Of course, we do not deny that being with the invaders is something that most honorable French citizens cannot bear." Alan Wilson, who came back to his senses, accused righteously,
"Keep this shame in mind to prevent it from happening again in the future, instead of humiliating women in your own country after the war. I believe that if these women have the means, they don't want to hang out with the invaders. They are victims to begin with.
Now I have to bear your humiliation, because you are all French and citizens of the same country."
It couldn't be said to be impressive, but because Alan Wilson and these people were British diplomats who came to Paris, Pierre Le Mans immediately opened his mouth to drive away the citizens watching the excitement around him, and there was a huge crowd around him.
"I didn't expect you to be such a compassionate person." As the crowd around him dispersed, Eiffel came over and lowered his voice, "Look at Pierre's face, how ugly it is. If I had known I had just
I also need to say a few words!”
Why can't you forget to insult the law? Alan Wilson rolled his eyelids, turned around and looked at these French women with their heads lowered, and instantly changed his mind. What could he do if he insulted the law?
If there is a level for insulting the law, Alan Wilson is obviously a high-level one. He feels that the Sun will definitely like this kind of news, and it will not be a problem to occupy the BBC's page.