novelden Chapter 378 Cao Shaolin Extra 2
Chapter 378 Cao Shaolin Extra 2
"How many bullets do you have? How many people can you kill?" Cao Shaolin didn't want to give him any slack. He sneered and questioned, "You're in an unfamiliar place. If you kill someone, where can you run to? If you're caught, you'll die!"
"Besides, you can't even understand foreign languages, and you don't even know you've been sold!"
Xiao Liuzi was furious, "I'll show you now if I can kill you!"
As he said that, he was about to pull out his gun and kill this hateful guy.
Tong Yin stopped him, "No!"
"Cao Shaolin, tell me, what do you want to do?" Tong Yin used his eyes to signal Xiao Liuzi not to be impulsive, and then looked at Cao Shaolin.
"I just want you to give me a chance!" Cao Shaolin looked at Tong Yin, with a depth in his eyes that she could not understand.
"I don't want to!" Tong Yin refused bluntly. Her future partner, even if not as handsome as Cao Shaolin, could not be a moody pervert.
After finding out Tong Yin's true thoughts, Cao Shaolin began to change himself.
He became gentle, elegant, and humorous in his dealings with others, without losing his own demeanor.
Seeing him like this, Tong Yin was horrified and thought he was possessed.
After Xiao Liuzi learned that Tong Yin did not want to kill Cao Shaolin, he had some guesses in his mind.
In his opinion, if a woman does not want to kill a man after being raped by him, then this woman must be in love with this man!
Isn’t it said that “women don’t love bad men”?
So when Xiao Liuzi saw that Cao Shaolin seemed like a different person, he slipped away.
He is here to learn knowledge, not to watch people fall in love!
These two people, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten, so he will not get involved!
It will save you from being unpopular with everyone!
Then, Cao Shaolin and Tong Yin, after experiencing discrimination, bullying, contempt, cold treatment, etc. in a foreign country, huddled together for warmth.
On the other side of this distant ocean, only the same skin color and the same language can bring a little comfort to the wanderers.
Tong Yin thought about the past, his eyes a little dazed.
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A person's life is leisurely and comfortable. After slowly completing his daily writing work, Tong Yin began to prepare his lunch.
A simple pasta dish, steaming hot, soothes a restless stomach.
After washing the dishes and tidying up the kitchen, Tong Yin picked up a foreign book and sat in the rocking chair by the window.
There was a cup of hot tea on the small table next to the rocking chair, steaming.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Tong Yin stood up and took out a pistol from the drawer when passing by the shoe cabinet.
There is an proliferation of guns abroad, and the level of danger is several levels higher than in China.
The sleeves were loose fitting, just enough to cover the pistol.
Tong Yin opened the door and saw a strange woman standing outside.
The woman was in her thirties, or perhaps her twenties. Tong Yin was always unable to accurately judge the age of foreigners.
Just like they can't tell the age of Chinese people!
"Hello!" The woman greeted the petite and beautiful foreign girl with a smile.
"I'm Ellie. Does Tong live here?"
"It's me. Come in and sit down!" Tong Yin looked at her clothes and had some guesses in his mind.
After Ellie came in, Tong Yin hid the gun without making a sound.
She smiled and poured Ellie a cup of steaming hot tea, then said gently: "This is a drink unique to our country. I wonder if you are used to the taste?"
Ellie picked up the teacup with joy and carefully looked at the exquisite pattern on the cup, as if she was appreciating a work of art.
Then she leaned closer to the teacup, took a deep breath, and reveled in the fresh and unique tea aroma.
"Wow, what a wonderful fragrance!" Ellie couldn't help but exclaim, a surprised smile on her face.
Tong Yin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.
The teacups, tea leaves and all the Chinese items in the house were specially brought back by Cao Shaolin.
He once told her that there were special ships responsible for transporting various things in the country, and these things were novel and attractive to many foreigners.
Tong Yin doesn't care about these details. She just needs to enjoy the warmth and familiarity brought by these items from her hometown.
"It's really hard to imagine that Tong is a foreigner!" Ellie took a sip of tea and frowned slightly, as if she was not used to the taste, but she still politely put the teacup back on the table.
"What's so strange about that?" Tong Yin replied indifferently. She knew that it was best to be direct when communicating with these foreigners, otherwise they might find it difficult to understand.
"France is a very inclusive country. Everyone likes to come here and experience different cultures and customs," Tong Yin continued to explain.
Ai Li stared at Tong Yin with a hint of admiration in her eyes. She said exaggeratedly, "Tong, listening to you speak is such a pleasure! Your language is so clear and fluent, and full of confidence and charm."
Then, Ellie suddenly changed the subject and asked curiously, "But, are you really an adult?"
"Your skin is even better than my ten-year-old daughter's! You're practically glowing, wow, like a porcelain doll!"
Tong Yin smiled politely, "Of course, I'm an adult."
Ai Li continued, "Tong, I came to see you today specifically because I have something I want to ask you. I'm very curious about what kind of novel you plan to write next?"
After experiencing a period of stable life, Tong Yin began to devote himself to writing.
Her creative talent gradually emerged in this process.
The themes of her novels are wide-ranging, but the most prominent of them is her profound exposure and criticism of the various ills of the old society.
These works often depict the suffering and oppression suffered by people at the bottom of society, as well as the helplessness and struggle of women under the constraints of traditional concepts.
Through these stories, Tong Yin encourages women to bravely step out of their homes, learn cultural knowledge, pursue the realization of their self-worth, and thus achieve ideological awakening.
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On the other side, Cao Shaolin left home and got into the car. His expression changed immediately. The gentleness on his face disappeared, replaced by an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.
He reached out to untie his tie. The briefcase on the passenger seat had not been moved since he got in the car.
The car was speeding along the way and overtook another car, causing the owner of the car that was left behind to curse loudly.
What responded to them was a finger stretched out of the window of the car in front, the middle finger!
No need to speak, it is a language that is used all over the world.
The car stopped in front of a luxurious villa, and Cao Shaolin got out and walked straight in.
Inside the house, several men in suits and ties stood up to greet them.
"Boss, everything has been arranged." One of them reported.
Cao Shaolin raised the corner of his mouth, "Very good, going according to plan."
It turns out that Cao Shaolin, who works honestly, is just an illusion!
He was not like what Tong Yin had imagined, the young marshal whose family had fallen into poverty and who had to flee in a panic!
Some of the weapons of Cao Ying's army were purchased from other warlords, and some were purchased from abroad.
The weapons, ammunition and various military supplies that had passed through several hands were too expensive. Not wanting to be a sucker, Cao Ying found a foreigner who was easy to control.
With money and connections, this foreigner named Skechers turned from a poor man into an arms dealer.
After years of operation, Skechers' business grew bigger and bigger. In order to control him, Cao Ying married her niece to him.