She laughed. But she immediately stopped smiling and changed to a broadcasting voice: "Qianxun is very strong, but her opponent this time has her own unique skill, which is Anglo-Saxon aristocratic blood. The Yuezhou region has a special liking for ocean horses because of the influence of the culture introduced from Victoria Harbour. Qianxun has undoubtedly met a strong opponent this time." “Thank you Coach Cai for your comments.” "What are you two pretending to be?" Qianxun looked at Cai Shi and the league secretary. "Fang Fang is fine, but Shi Shi, don't you have a sense of crisis? If she really comes in, your status in the group will be reduced by one." Cai Shi covered her chest. Although she couldn't feel her heart due to her thick fat, she still put on a heartbroken expression: "Don't make me think of it! Brother, what's so good about big foreign horses? They have thick body hair and may even have body odor!" ——That’s right, the girls in Masha don’t have body odor and are all relatively “neat”. There was a lot of noise going on in the store when the League Secretary suddenly made a hissing sound at Masha, drew his attention, and then pointed towards the window. Masha turned her head and looked outside the store. This time, there were two girls with Asian faces, one big and one small. The big short-sleeved suit shirt was paired with a plaid bow tie, which showed off her plump chest. The bottom of the shirt was tucked into the belt of her pleated skirt. The length of the pleated skirt is slightly short, which just highlights the youthful vitality, but not enough to make the girl lose her purity.
In short, it is a very stable length. In addition, this girl has her feet turned inward a little bit, and she looks very much like those Japanese girls who are used to sitting on their knees. The girl also has beautiful long, dark hair, which is tied into a single ponytail and hangs behind her. The hairband is woven with thin ropes of several different colors and is decorated with beads with Tai Chi patterns. The end of the girl's ponytail was tied into a bow with a ribbon, probably to prevent it from falling apart. The little girl holding hands with Daji looks like she is only ten years old. She looks very energetic and quirky when she looks around. The big girl with a ponytail was holding a note in her hand and looking intently at the wall of a building on the street, as if she was looking for something. ——Maybe it’s the house number? Suddenly, the girl's eyes met with Masha and his group. She was stunned. Then she looked thoughtful and looked around carefully - looked at the store of the maid shop, and finally her eyes fell on the house number on the pillar to the right of the maid shop window. "Ah!" She showed a relieved expression, and then the expression froze. She looked at everyone in the store again. At this time, the clever little girl spoke in pure Japanese. The sound came through the crack in the shop door. Masha was surprised, this voice sounded so familiar! ——That’s not right. Isn’t it said that the character behind Shirakami Fubuki is an unknown 30-year-old otaku voice actor? The ponytailed girl outside the door hurriedly put away the note in her hand, bowed to Masha, and then ran away with the little girl. The little girl had a strange look on her face, and obviously didn't want to be dragged away. She pointed at Masha's store and said something in Japanese. Anyway, Masha didn't understand.
Qianxun said: "The little girl said, 'This is it. Why don't you just go in and say hello?' This is coming for you again! Two at a time!" "Well, look, it's Japan after all, right? The lyrics of the music for the recently popular Secretary Dance are about us living in a chaotic country..." As soon as Masha finished speaking, he saw another girl walking down the street who was obviously not Chinese. Because she really has silver hair! She also has red eyes! I don't know if they are cosmetic ones. The girl was wearing refreshing summer clothes, but Masha always felt as if the cold wind of Scandinavia was lingering around her. But her figure really doesn't look like that of a Nordic person. Nordic people are supposed to be strong and powerful. After all, this is a place where snow can speak Finnish and scare the invincible Soviet army. She looked at Masha and raised the corners of her mouth slightly. Chihiro suddenly said, "I have a feeling that she will yell 'Berserker, pan him' the next moment." "Are you so sure it's Ilya from the Fifth War? Maybe it's the Magical Girl Ilya?" Masha said from the side. "Do you think she looks like that cute and silly version of Mai Kadowaki?" Chihiro asked back. Masha shook his head. At this time, Gui Gui was quietly gossiping with Secretary Cai Shi and the others: "I understood the conversation just now. I know Ilia. I took over the order for her clothes. The one who just passed by, really looks alike." "There are so many wonders in the world." The League Secretary laughed, "When I was a kid, I liked watching a knowledge program called Zhengda Variety Show. The slogan was 'You don't know how wonderful the world is until you watch it.' How about it? Do you feel the wonder of the world?" Cai Shi looked at the League Secretary and said, "I suddenly feel that you look old. Could it be that you are an old lady who has been reborn?" The league secretary shrugged. Masha and Chihiro were talking over there: "What's going on? Didn't the customs even refuse entry to a bunch of girls my age in order to stop foreign girls from tempting me?" "How should I know?" Chihiro shrugged. But the eye contact between the two showed that they had thought of going together. ——I'm afraid that yesterday's failed CIA raid, the subsequent attack on Langley, and the carving on the Sahara have caused some chain reactions. ——Although the name of Shadow was publicized with great fanfare, the Americans could still make up excuses and say that the counterattack was done by the King in Yellow. ——So the senior management in Greater China may have made some concessions. ——However, this was all expected. ——When you don’t have deterrence, others will blackmail you in various ways to prevent you from having it. But when you really have it, others will not dare to blackmail you. ——It's like a big mushroom. There are always articles on the Internet saying that a certain country can create a big mushroom immediately if it wants to, but it cannot do so due to pressure. ——But in reality, when you really have a big mushroom, no one dares to really put pressure on you. This is different from ordinary mushrooms. Big mushrooms are the real nuclear deterrent, and ordinary mushrooms do not have such a strong deterrent effect on big countries. Therefore, countries that have the ability to build a big mushroom will really build it. If you build it, you will be the sixth leader of Blue Planet, and no restrictions will be used. The reason why only five leaders have big mushrooms now is simply because others cannot build it.
Now, Masha is a deterrent. Although others cannot be sure that it was him who did it, he does not intend to let others get evidence to confirm that it was him. But from now on, probably no one would dare to send a commando team to break into this ordinary maid shop in the south of the university town. After all, no one wants their own intelligence agency to be blown up, right? This is the biggest reason why Masha decided to attack Langley directly. This is deterrence. Of course, if you don't let others use force, they will definitely try another method, right? Chapter 277 It wasn't him. How could such a good young man like Masha... (Fifth update) At this moment, at a street breakfast shop about fifteen minutes' walk from Masha's maid shop. A bunch of foreigners came to this breakfast shop today. To be precise, it was a bunch of foreigners. Sitting at the table on the westernmost side of the store were three burly men with serious expressions, and a man who was smaller in stature but looked obviously more capable. The man looked quite old, perhaps in his fifties or even close to sixty, and his hair was already sparse, but his sharp eagle-like eyes still made no one dare to underestimate him. The burly man to the man's left asked in Russian, "Comrade Vladimir, what would you like to eat?" "I heard that pulled noodles are a specialty of Yuezhou and you must try them." The man nodded, and then shouted to the boss in Chinese: "Boss, give me four stacks of pork and noodle soup, hurry up." Counting from west to east, the second table was occupied by a few gentlemen who had gone to the wrong set. The theme of this table is actually a sense of disharmony: It was a very ordinary roadside breakfast stall, the kind that was pulled out of a cart and set up tables on the street. Next to the 40-yuan table sat a brown-haired man wearing a handmade tailored suit worth 8000 pounds, with his leather shoes polished to a shine and square-framed glasses on his nose... There were four of them sitting at once. It's impossible to avoid feeling awkward! The key point is that it is so hot in Guangdong now, and you are still wearing a suit meticulously, which is simply insane. The people at the third table from the west look much more normal in their attire—but it depends on how you define normal. If normally, a group of guys who looked like members of a foreign underground rock band sat at a table at a breakfast stall like this, no one would think it was normal. But now, compared with the gentlemen in suits and ties squatting on small stools waiting for their food to be served at the next table, they do look much more normal. However, the three Asians who shared the table with this group of people, with their respectful demeanor as office workers treating their superiors, instantly destroyed this normality. Continuing to count eastward, the fourth table - well, including the shared table, it should be the fifth table. The people at the table give people a completely different feeling. "August, what did you say?" The bald short man frowned and questioned his companion on the right very quickly. "Stanislas, I say, Jeanne..."
"You play the linguistic consonants really well, Jeanne~" Stanislas said sarcastically, "If playing the linguistic consonants well could help us do our job well, I wouldn't have lost my position as director of the Paris area!" "Ah, I'm sorry about that. Well, Jeanne..." "What happened to her? Women from other countries have already been dispatched! Where is she?" "She helped an old lady who was knocked down on the way here. She is now in the hospital waiting for the old lady's family to come. She also asked us for 100,000 world coins to pay for the old lady's medical expenses and mental damages." "What? She knocked the person down?" "No. But it seems that the rule here is whoever takes the patient to the hospital pays." "RUA! Doesn't she realize she's being blackmailed?" "I think... I realized it, but she is a kind girl. If no one pays the old lady..." "She's still an agent!" "No," August wiped the sweat from his forehead, "She's not. Didn't you see her file? She is the most beautiful girl selected by our department from the dance troupe's trainees." "???" Stanislas' eyes widened like bull's eyes, "What did you say?" "Well, the higher-ups seem to think that romantic French girls can easily win all the love affairs as long as they are pretty enough." Stanislas half-opened his mouth, staring at his most trusted deputy, and after a long pause he said, "I can't believe that our superiors came to the same conclusion as the Japanese and sent a layman over." "We had a chance to protest, but, uh, her identity file was with your secretary for three days, and because it was delivered on a Friday..." "So the secretary went home. What about you, what about you?" "I'm working overtime with you." August shrugged. Stanislas waved his hand helplessly, a gesture very similar to the rest gesture a conductor makes at the end of a piece of music. "You know, my father is Polish." Stanislas sighed, "I really shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess. I should have gone back to Poland, become a real conductor, and then conducted the Warsaw Philharmonic Orchestra to record the BGM for Cyberpunk 2077. That would have been much more interesting than it is now." August shrugged. ** In the command vehicle, Chen Zhongwu looked at the images sent back by the drone. The drone operator asked Chen Zhongwu: "Shouldn't we take this opportunity to catch them all at once? Why did these people suddenly show up so brazenly?" "Because Langley was beaten yesterday." Chen Zhongwu said calmly. "Does it matter?" "I don't know the details, but if something like this happens, the Americans - the North American region will definitely protest. Not long after the raid yesterday, the Langley Building went up in flames, killing a bunch of spies and intelligence analysts. The Americans insisted that this was Marsa's counterattack, so we have to make some concessions, right?" "Chentou, was it really done by Masha?" someone asked. Chen Zhongwu answered with certainty: "No." "But, after all, not long after Masha was attacked..."
"It wasn't Masha who did it." Chen Zhongwu replied calmly. "But yesterday's CIA raid was ambushed by a group of children. You know, 011 and 052 on duty were both veterans with actual combat experience, and they both failed..." "It wasn't the King in Yellow who did it." Chen Zhongwu interrupted his subordinate again, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The subordinates looked at each other in bewilderment. Only the female agent 012 remained silent, like a wooden man. Someone else said: "I think there must be something wrong with Masha. He has so many secrets..." "He is living a very ordinary retirement life." Chen Zhongwu interrupted his subordinates again, "Don't think too much, Masha is very smart, and the Americans did not dare to be careless when they raided 011. They were careless when dealing with Masha and others. It's that simple."