With the medals they received during the First World War. Apart from the elderly, middle-aged and young adults only accounted for a minority. On the contrary, the arrogant war supervisors were filled with a large number of kids who looked like they had barely reached adulthood at most.

Whenever these little kids stretched out their right hands and shouted passionate slogans towards Marco who was passing by with envy on their faces, not only Marco had to respond quickly, but also Hans' father and Mario in his arms had to respond quickly to avoid being exposed. Only

However, among the three people, Mario was probably the most excited.

As for Wei Ran, this guy was completely bullying those people across from him because they didn't understand Chinese, and directly changed that crazy slogan into something that probably only he could understand.

"Victor, what the hell are you shouting?" Father Hans asked, slowing down slightly.

"Ask them if they have eaten," Wei Ran said, holding back a smile, "Come on, come on, I'll teach you! Say haha ​​with me, hey! Have you eaten?"

"Hey! Do you want to eat snails?" Father Hans asked with great interest, "Is that so?"

"You can eat snails!" Wei Ran encouraged irresponsibly, "Just shout like that, I hope it will make you feel better."

"What language is this?" After Hans finished speaking, he muttered "Are you eating snails?" over and over again.

"Chinese is the greatest and most interesting language I know."

Wei Ran explained, and amid the rumbling sound of artillery, he took the initiative to raise his arms and shouted vaguely to the soldiers passing by who were building a fire fortress, "Hey! Have you eaten?"
Chapter completed!