Superman

After all, no one is willing to expose their true colors as robbers to the public.

Even the permanent members of the five major groups, at this moment, are indeed no different from robbers. Regardless of country and civilization, the essence is the relationship between strong and weak, exploiting and being exploited.

As long as it is a game, there will always be losers.

In the official rhetoric, the win-win situation mentioned.

In fact, it is more to say that the stronger side will win twice!

"This is the first day, and I feel like I'm living a year."

Howard stepped off the stage like a general returning in triumph.

He successfully obtained the technology he wanted from Atlantis.

Moreover, he also used his incomparably deep professional knowledge and the genius brain of related majors to obtain the follow-up core content.

Facing the aggressive Howard, who kept throwing out all kinds of academic terms and bombarding him wildly, like Napoleon's army in the Battle of Waterloo, the group of sea people could only retreat steadily and raise the white flag.

Such a result was completely within Luke's expectation.

Anyway, Howard is also a senior person who often goes in and out of the Pentagon, scoops up congressional wool, and defrauds military funds.

Dealing with Atlantis, which has been closed to the outside world for nearly ten thousand years and is not fully prepared, is not easy and easy to catch.

"There are two more days."

Luke shrugged. Tomorrow will be about the mutual circulation of trade channels, and the day after tomorrow will be a discussion on the issue of mutants.

"The day after tomorrow is an important occasion, and I will preside over the meeting."

Howard curled his lips, except he wasn't interested in the meeting when he was speaking.

As a boss, there is always no way to understand the mood of your subordinates.

Unless he is also sitting at the bottom, honestly listening to the boring and boring tirade.

"If I have nothing to do next, can I sneak away, anyway, no one will find out."

Howard is a person who can't sit still. The time to show off has already passed, and the subsequent process is like a tool, sitting in a daze.

For him, this is undoubtedly a meaningless act of wasting life and wasting time.

How can a genius waste extremely precious life and time in a daze!

"It's up to you, but it's still the same sentence, you can play around, don't get any disease."

Luke is the focus of the audience, he can't follow Howard and walk away halfway.

"Got it. Frankly speaking, the tone of your speech just now reminded me of my dad."

Howard shrugged and said with some dissatisfaction.

At any rate, he is also recognized in New York as a vagabond, a master of love.

For so many years, we have always adhered to the principle of preferring shortage to excess.

I will never do such a thing as being hungry!

"I don't have a son like you."

Luke said lightly.

"Fack! That means I can't beat you!"

Howard, who was almost choked to death, clenched his fists, got up quietly with a depressed mood, and left quietly.

Because even if Luke didn't fight back, standing there, he might not be able to break through the defense.

Back at the Palace Hotel, Howard lay on the bed and fell asleep.

When the night fell, Howard turned over and got up, only feeling full of energy, as if he was resurrected with full blood.

"The tired body finally got enough rest."

Howard called room service and ordered a big dinner.

After filling his stomach, he put on new clothes and polished his hair to shine.

While walking, there is a flamboyant temperament.

"Well, put on your battle robe and set foot on the battlefield. That guy Luke doesn't know how to enjoy life at all, and he's almost turning into an old-fashioned and boring person like Rogers."

Howard looked in the mirror and stroked his mustache habitually.

"It's time to experience Parisian nightlife."

Howard walked out of the hotel with his hands in his windbreaker pockets, and a gust of cold wind hit him, making him shrink back involuntarily.

Paris in this era is a veritable city that never sleeps, and it is also the most luxurious place in Europe.

As World War II ended not long ago, those brothels next to each other, and nightclubs one after another, still remained.

In the dark, narrow streets, there are countless noisy and dirty low-end bars.

It can be said that when it comes to having fun, there is no better choice than Paris.

"To the Moulin Rouge."

A rich man like Howard would naturally not go to a cheap, low-level brothel.

He got into the taxi and said the location directly.

The driver of the car couldn't help but smile knowingly, showing an expression that any man could understand.

Paris has two of the most famous cabarets.

One is the Lido on the Champs Elysées, and the other is the Moulin Rouge in Montmartre in the north of the city.

This is where Howard wants to collect style!

Compared with the Broadway style of the Lido, he wants to see the local style of France.

About 10 minutes or so, the taxi stopped in the Montmartre Heights neighborhood.

Howard paid the fare, looked up at the red mill with a large impeller on the roof, and said with emotion: "This is the nightlife."

After the war, due to the economic downturn in Paris, this romantic capital fell into erosion.

In the middle of the night, men and women can often be seen in the cold and damp alleys, whispering to each other, and then stepping into the darkness with each other.

One is for financial assistance, and the other is for physical comfort.

Very pure relationship.

What's more, it's more unrestrained to play.

For example, those poor and lazy artists who yearn for success.

With some money in his pocket, he often sits on the ground, regardless of the venue, and shoots directly.

Therefore, the newspaper said, "This is a city full of desires, with sewage under the bustling surface."

The description is in place!

"Sir, is this your first time here?"

Before Howard could go any further, a man wearing a peaked cap stopped him.

"Want a film?"

what?

Movie seller?

Excited, Howard, who was waiting for the guide to come to his door, suddenly felt bored.

As an old driver with rich practical experience, who still watches movies!

"Sir, don't go! This is a good thing for the Germans! You can't see it anywhere else"

The man in the peaked cap stopped Howard again, and opened his windbreaker. There were blurry photos hanging inside, and the specific content was not suitable for children.

"Sir, if you want to go, you can come with me. You can start with [-] people! Believe me, you will never be disappointed. Rommel also used them to exchange pesticides and food in North Africa."

Howard froze for a moment, remembering the joke Luke said before.

The high-level people of the Third Reich once secretly found someone to shoot pornographic videos, all kinds of people, groups, scenes, and scales were extremely large.

In contrast, the Roman Empire's erotic history, night gatekeepers, and serious injuries in love are all pediatrics.

Later, Rommel established the African Army, and these pornographic films were also used as hard currency, exchanging the necessities of life with the local aborigines.

"I didn't expect Paris to have such a thing."

Howard thought about whether to keep it or not.

When you are free, you can learn posture and experience to improve your professional level.

"Can I buy a copy?"

Howard took out a few banknotes and stuffed them into the hands of the man in the cap.

"The price is negotiable. Send it to the Palace Hotel, er, room 1024."

This is Luke's room number.

“No problem at the Palace Hotel!”

The man in the peaked cap was still a little perverted, but when he heard Howard report his location, he instantly extinguished the little flame of greed.

That's the place to entertain foreign guests!

Can't afford it!

"Then, sir, do you need a guide? I know this area very well, especially the dancers at the Moulin Rouge."

The man in the peaked cap was very winking, knowing that Howard was a big shot who came to have fun, so he quickly started to work as a pimp.

"It's just right, I'm short of hiss! What a bad omen!"

Howard nodded happily, wanting to agree, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a passing woman in a black robe.

The other party was tall and well-wrapped, but it was hard to hide his seductive curves.

Especially the pair of eye-catching, unusually obvious dire omens.

It's shocking.

"Forget it, remember to send the copy to the hotel, and I will take a look around myself."

Howard wiped his hair, and it was time to show off his strike-up skills.

Chapter 166 Boys go out, protect yourself

The tall and slender woman in black robe walked over, bringing a burst of fragrance.

The beautiful scenery of ridges and peaks on the side is like a magnet full of attraction, pulling Howard's sight.

He stroked his shiny hair and smiled.

He thought he was quite graceful and walked forward, ready to start the prodigal mode of flirting with girls.

It's just that the opening remarks she had planned were still in her mouth. The black-robed woman with a particularly prominent figure and curves suddenly stopped and smiled at Howard: "Sir, what do you want?"

"Sorry, I think I may have lost my way and can't find my way."

Howard said sincerely.

Try to make this obvious excuse seem real.

He has already thought about the next question and answer session.

A bunch of earthy love stories similar to "Lost in Your Heart" have been prepared long ago.

"Then it looks like you've been back to the Moulin Rouge for the first time."

The woman in black robe didn't answer, but said out of common sense: "Sir, where are you going? I can be your guide."

Is this possible?

Seeing that the other party offered to become a guide, Howard couldn't help being stunned.

Can obvious clumsy lies deceive people?

Immediately, a confident smile appeared on his face.