A tall woman in black robe walked over, bringing with her a gust of fragrance.
He touched his shiny hair and smiled.
I thought I was quite graceful and walked forward, ready to start the prodigal mode of chatting up and flirting with girls.
Just with the prepared opening remarks still in his mouth, he took the initiative to smile at Howard, "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"Sorry, I think I may be lost and can't find the direction."
Howard said sincerely.
Try to make this obvious excuse appear as real as possible.
He has already thought about the next question and answer session.
A bunch of earthy love words similar to "lost in your mind" have been prepared for a long time.
"Then it seems this is your first time back Moulin Rouge."
The woman in black robe did not answer, but said unconventionally, "Sir, where are you going? I can be your guide."
Is this okay?
Seeing that the other party offered to become a guide, Howard couldn't help but be stunned.
Can obvious and clumsy lies fool people?
Immediately, his face showed a confident smile.
Silently sighing in my heart——
My damn charm that has nowhere to go!
In Howard's own opinion, it is obviously his distinctive and unique temperament that attracts the other person's attention.
Otherwise, how could this black-robed woman with an exaggerated figure that made people unable to take their eyes off easily agree to be his guide.
"Yes, I am a tourist."
Howard behaves politely, like a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Trying to use this disguise to deceive ignorant girls and young women who have made mistakes.
"Moulin Rouge has a good reputation. I have a friend who happens to be interested in it, but he is busy with work and cannot spare time, so he can only ask me to come and visit it on his behalf."
Howard said it very calmly.
It was as if he wasn't interested at all in those beautiful dancers with thin and translucent upper bodies, draped in gorgeous feathers and metal pieces, twisting their hips and raising their thighs to the frenetic music rhythm.
"That's really rare. Most men come to Moulin Rouge to have fun. There are very few upright people like you."
The woman in black robe raised her hand to cover her red lips and chuckled with unknown meaning.
Her tall figure and the high-heeled leather boots she wore were almost as tall as Howard.
"Thank you for the compliment. I prefer interesting souls to vulgar appearances."
Howard began to create a character, preparing to show the other party his humorous, fresh and refined side.
Thereby impressing the hearts and completing the score!
"Interesting souls are unique and can never be found, while good-looking souls are all the same and are numerous."
Howard pondered, like a man with a story.
On the damp and cold Paris street, brisk music and lively shouts came from Moulin Rouge not far away.
Colorful lights hang on the rotating large impeller, giving off an ambiguous and bright light.
In this scene, a man and a woman look at each other, talking and laughing with each other.
According to the bloody eight o'clock time of later generations, the next step should be emotional hugs and lingering kisses, with the camera constantly zooming up
"Howard——Can I call you that?"
While chatting, the two of them walked away from each other unknowingly.
After a short conversation, the woman in black robe already knew the name of Howard and his job as a tobacco merchant.
Selling cigarettes that make people die slowly and destroy the body, if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no big difference between them and weapons that harvest lives.
Anyway, in America, these two gadgets are legal products that can be put on the shelves openly.
"Of course, Lania."
Howard nodded gently.
Howard restrained his eagerness and rubbed his hands.
Talking about life ideals, poetry and songs, and increasing mutual feelings are just to achieve the last step.
Otherwise, for him, a standard science and engineering man, wouldn't it be more interesting to play Sudoku games or think about the research and development issues of Powered Armor than to stroll on the streets of Paris?
"Okay! I know there's a hotel nearby."
The corners of the black-robed woman's lips were raised, as if she was in a happy mood, and she nodded in agreement.
etc!
So fast?
Howard, who has been in Fengyue places and is used to seeing various scenes, is still a little shocked.
What he just meant was to find a coffee shop or a quiet pub to sit there for a while.
Who knew that the other party was more direct than me and asked to go to the hotel.
"Isn't it too fast?"
Howard hesitated for a moment
"Don't you want to go? We just have a cup of coffee together, nothing else."
The woman in black robe, who calls herself Lania, exudes a charming aura.
"You said that. As a gentleman, it's really hard to refuse a lady's invitation."
Howard tightened his windbreaker and followed the steps of the black-robed woman into the dark night.
"Howard that bastard!"
When Luke returned to the hotel room, he saw the man in the cap squatting outside the door holding a pile of copies, and couldn't help but curse inwardly.
This guy doesn't care about watching pornographic movies, but he still wants to buy copies and collect them?
Just buy it and collect it, but you still want me to help him pay the bill?
Just help him pay the bill, but you also want to slander your own reputation?
"I didn't expect Lieutenant General Cahill to like this kind of tune."
Zheng Xian, who had been busy writing a self-criticism all morning, clicked his tongue twice when he saw the revealing photos on the copy, and made a disgusted expression like "I didn't expect you to be such a person."
"Do you need me to send a copy to Zheng Xian Director?"
Luke glanced at the other party and fired back directly. "Watch this behind closed doors and do some traditional craft work. This does not violate the rules of the God Spear Bureau."
Zheng Xian seemed to be choked, secretly distressed, and turned around to leave.
In fact, this is also a sugar-coated bullet of capitalism.
It will damage the image of the organization, and it will also be called "immoral".
"The capitalist society is so sinister, with temptations everywhere."
Zheng Xian returned to the room, sighing with emotion while continuing to write a letter of apology.
"The guy who bought the movie from you, is he Moulin Rouge in the Montmartre neighborhood?"
When the man in the peaked cap saw the Lieutenant General epaulettes on the Luke military uniform, his legs almost became weak with fear.
While he was glad that he didn't have any crooked ideas, he answered honestly, "Yes. That gentleman was originally going to Moulin Rouge... for a tour, but then he met a woman and followed her."
"Put your things down and go downstairs to meet my driver to get the money."
Luke curled his lips and took the copies recording Third Reich's debauched scenes of senior officers.
As Lieutenant General of the Pentagon, the top leader of S.H.I.E.L.D., he has never had money in his body for a long time.
Food, clothing, housing and transportation are all arranged by the military.
In addition, SkyNet Corporation's mobile phone sales are good and the market is gradually expanding.
Very early on, Luke no longer had to worry about money and achieved personal financial freedom.
"Paris is the home base of Vampires. I hope this guy Howard won't be so unlucky that he happens to run into a Vampires that comes out to look for food."
Luke threw the copy on the sofa and rested his head on a soft and comfortable cushion.
On the European continent, creatures like Vampires and Werewolves have always been active.
They did have a glorious history for a while, until human guns blasted away the gloomy castle.
Vampires, who relied on Grand Duke Dracula, was pulled down from the power pyramid.
This group of dark creatures once thought of uniting with their deadly rival Werewolves to make a comeback.
But facing the order established by Three Sanctuaries, and Mystic Arts Master's fist as big as a casserole.
The Vampiress who considered themselves to be elegant nobles decisively chose to follow their inner will and huddled in the corner.
"Something feels wrong."
Luke closed his eyes and sorted out the details of the day's meeting.
After a brief review, he stood up and stood in front of the window, overlooking Paris at his feet.
Super Vision is like a sharp sword, piercing the dark night, giving a panoramic view of the surrounding neighborhoods.
Thinking of that guy Howard, it seems that his luck has never been very good, Luke couldn't help but have a headache.
Moulin Rouge is a gathering place for all kinds of people. In addition to tourists watching performances, old drivers of big health care, all kinds of down-and-out artists, and gangsters.
Luke opened the window and flew high into the sky.
It took a few breaths to arrive at Moulin Rouge.
Howard is usually a bit unfocused, but his brain is still good at critical moments. He is the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s scientific research team.
If the butterfly's wings flap and accidentally wipe out this guy, Iron Man will also be wiped out.
Ancient One probably needs to restart the timeline!
"Let me see, is that bastard looking for fun, or is he just unlucky enough to meet Vampires looking for food?"
Super Vision covered the entire Montmartre block, and a large number of images flooded into my mind and were quickly filtered out.
Among them, most of them are unsightly scenes with heavy gunfire.
Paris people are quite open-minded and the nightlife is quite rich.
"Found it."
It only took less than ten minutes for Luke to locate the exact location of Howard.
This guy was lying on the bed with the hotel key dangling in his hand and humming a light tune.
There was the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, and the frosted glass surface outlined extremely prominent and amazing curves.
"It looks like nothing is wrong."
Luke frowned and found that the woman in the hotel room had an extremely slow heartbeat, and there seemed to be something wrong with the biomagnetic field emanating from her body.
"Unlucky Howard."
He said with some sympathy.
Instead of rushing to rescue people, he quickly flew back to the hotel, flew back with a bowl of fruit in his arms, and watched the live broadcast in a relaxed and leisurely manner.
ps: The picture is gone. Alas, Qidian is so big, can't it accommodate even one ugly picture?