"Damn it! You two guys are nonsense, you can do it by seeing this broken thing."

That night, after watching Lang Qing and Da Fu's things finally brought back, Hu Biao couldn't help but curse like this in his mouth.

The reason is very simple. They brought back several bronze ware from the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties.

You should know that in the domestic areas of modern planes, this kind of bronze ware is either a first-class cultural relic or a super-class cultural relic and is not allowed to be bought or sold at all.

Not to mention it! When Hu Biao looked at these antiques carefully under the light of the flashlight.

As a modern person, he couldn't help but feel strongly amazed in his heart by his ancestors' ingenious craftsmanship.

The problem is that when Hu Biao thought of how he dealt with these things, he couldn't help but feel a little urge to curse.

If you want to exchange some worthless artificial diamonds for these antiques from your own babies, this transaction is of course extremely cost-effective.

The problem is that if you take this thing back, there is no way to sell it in the country!

If sold abroad, wouldn’t it cause the loss of your own treasure?

Therefore, the final processing results of the above things will be donated anonymously as expected by both of them.

With such an idea, Hu Biao could only stuff these things into his space ring...

Then I thought about how to take this opportunity to get some money and go back.

But what Hu Biao did not expect was that those good things that could be sold at a very high price after bringing back to the modern plane would appear in a way he unexpectedly expected.

And the characters who brought these things back were actually the old SPs in the team.

Although the process of bringing back valuables is a bit nonsense, no matter what, it still brought Hu Biao a huge surprise...

Under the cool night wind, the young woman Grace sat on the bench in the small park, feeling extremely panic.

Such panic is not due to power shortage. Now all the street lights in the small park are out.

In fact, after several days of bad weather, there has been a bright moonlight in the past two nights, allowing people to easily move outdoors without street lights.

What really made her so panicked was some of the things this beautiful little woman planned to do tonight.

Some things that cannot be seen by acquaintances or they will be ridiculed; so much so that this woman often can't help looking around now, fearing that acquaintances will pass by here.

Half a year ago, Grace lived a relatively adequate life in this war-torn year.

That's because her husband is a captain of the Johns Royal Air Force.

Because of the military, we can get relatively abundant supplies, so that the family of three can survive decently in this difficult year.

Unfortunately, my husband has never returned since a bombing mission five months ago.

The lives of Grace and his son are getting more and more difficult day by day, and even the daily food for filling their stomachs has become less sufficient.

There is no way! In this battlefield that has lasted for many years, the once awesome empire of sun-defyingness has not been deprived of the last trace of decency.

If it weren't for Uncle Sam's loan bill, it would have been impossible to support it.

But even so, when the war consumed a large amount of limited supplies, the daily supplies of all civilians suddenly became tense.

In the past, some things that could be easily bought in stores have become extremely valuable.

Or you can also buy it on the black market, but that price can be said to be terrifying.

If Grace lived alone, it would be a bit hungry based on the care of their army widows, but she would never starve to death.

As long as you grit your teeth and persevere, the days will always be over.

But seeing that she is just a 2-year-old child, her little angel, who is getting thinner and slightly malnourished.

And the innocent words of mom, I want to eat candy, chocolate, and meat.

Grace knew that she had to take responsibility and do something to get some supplies.

As for what to do to achieve such a goal?

Of course, I thought of some solutions from the soldiers wandering around in this city; there were always some good things such as milk powder, candy, chocolate, stockings, etc. on those people.

The premise is that the soldiers are willing to take out the above good things.

Grace is still quite confident in this regard.

Because Ms. Grace, who is only 26 years old now, has soft blonde hair, a beautiful face with deep facial features, and a very exciting figure.

Anyway, this is a pretty charming and charming lady.

Not to mention that she entrusted her child to her neighbor tonight, and before she came out, she deliberately dressed up and changed into a dress that showed her figure and rarely wore it.

On the face, I also put on a delicate makeup.

Even in the shortage of supplies and no stockings, this lady who loves beauty thinly applied a layer of her legs with eye cream and made a pair of fake stockings.

So as we came here, many men gave her hot eyes.

In this way, Grace mustered up the courage to sit on the bench and waited silently; not long after, as she expected, a soldier began to chat with him.

The only specific result was not what she had expected at first.

Because they were two drunk soldiers, they walked into the small park with a smell of alcohol, and saw Ms. Grace sitting there in an elegant position.

Suddenly, the eyes of the two soldiers lit up and they came together.

Sitting next to her, one left and one right, two arms covered with hair wrapped around her slippery shoulders and thin waist.

One of the soldiers took out a box of canned lunch meat and stuffed it into her hand.

While spraying her mouth full of rich alcohol onto her swan-like slender neck, she also said: "Hey baby, please have fun with us, we are willing~"

"We?" Just by hearing this word, Grace felt bad.

Such a result was simply unacceptable to her.

But Grace's struggle was so powerless under the pull of two strong soldiers; and even though the cry for help in her mouth was spread far away in the night wind, no one showed up to help her.

"Brother Jesus is here. If there are warriors to save me, I will definitely be grateful to him. I can do nothing but the one that can unlock all postures."

While staggering all the way toward the small park, Ms. Grace, who was full of despair, prayed and promised in her heart in her heart.

It seemed that her prayer had worked. At this critical moment of crisis, a sound like a natural sound rang in her ears:

"You bastards, let that lady go."

Looking over with a feeling of surprise, Grace saw the scene that made her remember deeply. Even when she dreamed of midnight many years later, she couldn't help but think of:

Under the bright moonlight, the oriental men who were not tall but were as majestic as a mountain appeared in front of her.

Perhaps the situation in the Eastern man was too abrupt, which made the two soldiers whose minds were not very clear under the stimulation of alcohol, instinctively stunned.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Grace, who was wearing high heels, broke free and hurriedly ran behind the oriental man and hid.

He just hid behind the other party and supported the other party's back muscles as hard as rocks with both hands.

The blonde little woman Grace just felt a huge relief.

Unfortunately, this peace of mind soon turned into a huge worry; because the two soldiers who were angry bulls rushed towards this side with red eyes.

He waved the wine bottle in his hand, intending to blow up the head of the Oriental man.

Fortunately, when Grace was extremely panicked, the oriental man didn't look back and said in a magnetic bass voice:

"Don't be afraid, just cover your ears, close your eyes and count from one to ten, and then everything goes."

Under such a sentence, the poor little woman Grace felt an indescribable sense of security in her heart; at the same time, she felt like she was struck by a thunderbolt. While her whole body was trembling, she found herself wet.

‘One, two, three…7…9, ten’

Grace, who closed her eyes, counted like a well-behaved and obedient little girl, and then opened her eyes after counting ten numbers.

Then, she could be surprised to see the two terrifying soldiers in her heart curled up in pain like prawns.

All kinds of dirty things in my mouth were spitting out, spitting all over the floor.

The little woman who confirmed that she was finally safe, under the great excitement in her heart, hugged the oriental man in front of her tightly and presented the hot kiss...

"Damn it! His waist is a little sore. This little woman-shaped blonde ocean horse is indeed very powerful in combat. Ordinary men are really unable to bear it."

At some point, the mad dog who woke up from the entanglement of his limbs couldn't help but mutter in his mouth.

So what! The above appeared at the critical moment, not only saved Grace, the little woman, but also pretended to criticize the Oriental man. Naturally, he was the mad dog.

This guy followed a group of old SPs to hunt, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

The mad dog suddenly became angry. Isn’t this going against the wishes of other women?

After saving the beautiful blond little woman, looking at the blond little girl with tears in front of me, I saw the pitiful blond little girl. Of course, the mad dog expressed his gentlemanly that he was willing to escort the other party home.

During the period, the two of them talked a lot of things along the way.

For example, after chatting, the mad dog learned about this beautiful blonde little woman, who was a member of the Royal Air Force bomber unit.

Unfortunately, I died 5 months ago, and this orphan and widowed mother was left behind. I am currently living in a very difficult situation and I need help.

Then, after getting home, something happened to me on my own.

For example, sometimes you hugged me and chewed me hard, sometimes I hugged you and chewed me hard, and then the wooden bed that was actually quite strong, 'cry, creaked, creaked ~' for a long time.

The only thing Mad Dog didn't expect was that the opponent's combat power was quite strong.
To be continued...