"Okay, my husband, the captain, is interested in being your wife and team member, and I will obey unconditionally!" Qin Yan said.
"Okay, then let's go get him. Anyway, there are still a few days until Ceutaili inspects the Indian Software Industrial Park, so we don't want to delay the important matter." Ren Xiaoyao said.
The next night, Ren Xiaoyao left Dodaya to accompany the star girl. He took Qin Yan and five other girls and a group of six people, drove a van, and skipped all the way to the vicinity of the Indian Ministry of Defense in New Delhi.
In order to prevent the situation of not being able to understand the birds from happening again, this time Ren Xiaoyao specially obtained several sets of automatic translation machines through Chinese agents in India. Although the effect may be worse than manual translation, it is still better than not being able to understand a sentence.
It's much better to know.
After driving out of the avenue, the car got on a bumpy road. During the bumpy ride, Qiao Meng complained: "Husband, I don't think we should fight. We can just go on this road and kill us."
Ren Yu chuckled on the side: "Perhaps Indian Asan thinks this way is good, so as not to let others come in and advance quickly." Everyone chuckled.
The car drove around three times outside their Ministry of Defense building before discovering an extremely hidden courtyard separated by the fence.
It is only about 1,000 square meters, the size of two or three small buildings.
Checking the time, it was 21:27 pm, and the heat wave was still rolling around. If Ren Xiaoyao and the others hadn't had air conditioning in their car, they would have collapsed a long time ago.
Qin Yan handed a pair of sunglasses to Ren Xiaoyao. After putting them on, she glanced at the top of the small courtyard, and a few faint red lights came into her eyes.
Linda said bitterly: "They probably haven't even bothered to protect their own Prime Minister. Damn it, for a Japanese devil, they actually risked their lives like this."
While he was talking, four bearded Indian soldiers slowly walked over with submachine guns: "You guys, leave here immediately. This is an important place for the Ministry of National Defense, and ordinary people are not allowed to stay."
Immediately, Ren Xiaoyao drove out, made a circle, and stopped at a corner at the other end of the street.
Evans shook her head and said: "We can't find anything out like this. Unless we adjust and rush in directly, there is no way to know what's going on inside."
Qin Yan smiled bitterly and said: "They have at least more than 150,000 troops stationed in New Delhi. The few of us are simply not enough to fill their teeth."
At this moment, a car suddenly rushed out of the yard, and several guards quickly chased after it, trying to dissuade them: "Mr. Tanaka Shiro, you can't go out casually, we have to ensure your safety."
The car door opened, and a taller guy ran out: "I don't need you to be responsible for my safety, you know? I am a 9th-degree black belt in judo and karate, and a 7th-degree master in Japanese Imperial Kendo. I can
Be responsible for your own safety. I want to go out and have a good time, but the women and wine you provide are too inferior. Do you understand? Indians?"
After scolding the guard severely, he quickly jumped into the car and drove off.
Linda, who was driving, cheered softly, stepped on the accelerator, and followed quickly.
Ren Yu asked excitedly: "Husband, have you arrested him and asked him what happened?"
Ren Xiaoyao chuckled and said: "Catch him? What can he say? This extremely militaristic bastard, haven't you heard that he is also a master of fighting? If you catch him, you can't find anything even if you torture him. I'm pretending to be a grandson.
, get to know him well and see if you can enter their circle through him. Remember, we are a group of garbage who admire Western culture and have a sense of identity with Japan. You are all my women, be careful what you say, just Linda and
I'll cooperate, you just pretend to be good babies."
Linda smiled knowingly.
In the so-called most prosperous area in the city center of New Delhi, there is a mixed entertainment venue called Ganges, a dance hall and bar.
Shiro Tanaka's car arrived at the door, he threw the keys to the doorman familiarly, and walked in quickly.
Ren Xiaoyao and the other six people got out of the car leisurely, smelling of wealth. When Ren Xiaoyao met, he threw 100 US dollars to the doorman. The doorman, who was ecstatic with surprise, quickly led everyone in.
As soon as you enter the door, the entire venue is about 60x60 meters in size, with a 40x40 dance floor in the middle, and small round tables, small square tables, long tables, etc. placed in a circle next to it.
There are about 200 people hanging out there. It seems that not many people in India like nightlife.
After searching for about 2 minutes, I slowly sat down on a long table near Shiro Tanaka.
Tanaka Shiro ignored Ren Xiaoyao and the others at all. He was looking at the Indian women around him with great interest.
Only now did Ren Xiaoyao take a closer look at Shiro Tanaka, who was about 170 centimeters tall, which was considered tall among Japanese people. He had a very strong build and an extremely tough and cold face. It could be seen that he was not a master of the three events he claimed to be.
boast.
What frightened Ren Xiaoyao the most was that he looked like he was in his early 30s. He was an absolute master in three fighting events and held two expert titles. This shows what kind of ascetic-like life he lived in Japan.
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No wonder once you achieve success, you will become a ghost-like person.
Ren Xiaoyao and Linda were thinking about how to get close to him, and Tanaka Shiro gave them the opportunity.
With his big, squinting hands, he grabbed the buttocks of the waiter who delivered the beer under his short skirt, and started stroking it hard.
The other hand took the waiter and pressed it on his thigh.
Ren Xiaoyao took a look at the face of the struggling girl. Yes, it was much more delicate than the thick lips of ordinary Indian women.
Sitting 20 meters away, a fat black man on a circular sofa in a corner roared and ran over with several people.
His fast and non-standard English made people sound very difficult. It probably meant that he was a big boss of a gang in New Delhi. This place belonged to him and he asked Shiro Tanaka to get out.
Tanaka Shiro said coldly: "This woman is mine tonight. You can tell me how much it costs. If you have any questions, go to the Ministry of National Defense and see your General Jarad." Before he finished speaking, his big hands began to knead him desperately.
The crying waiter.
The fat black man was stunned for a moment and cursed angrily: "Damn it, are you using the army to scare me? Kill him and throw his body into the gutter overnight."
Several thugs rushed forward quickly, and Shiro Tanaka threw the girl in his arms 2 meters away, then viciously knocked the fat black man to the ground with a high-pressure kick, moaning desperately.
Then, with a few straight punches, the approaching thugs were knocked away one by one.
While Tanaka Shiro was arrogantly arranging his clothes, a waiter raised a huge red wine bottle from behind and hit Shiro Tanaka on the back of the head.