Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 47 Two People, One Dance

Half an hour later, the drunken soldiers gradually left the scene.

The people who heard the news of the ball ran to the second floor early.

The tables and chairs here were emptied to create a wide space.

An old-fashioned phonograph is placed by the window, and the soothing and peaceful melody of music flows out of it, echoing on the second floor.

Those soldiers with impure purposes looked at the ladies present with hidden and reserved eyes.

Some of them are unmarried field nurses, some are young girls carefully selected by the local mayor, and some are civilian staff of the Strategic Science Corps.

They are like delicate flowers, in the beautiful stage of budding, waiting for someone to pick them.

"Commander, I've always been puzzled."

Dugan, nicknamed "Dum Dan", stroked his beard and asked: "The ultimate purpose of these guys is to trick women into bed, and they have no interest in dancing at all."

"Then why don't they directly clarify their intentions, which can save time, jump directly to the critical step, and spend more time where it should be used."

"Dugan, tell me, when you proposed to your current wife, did you hold a gun to her head? Otherwise, how could she agree to marry you?"

Luke made a joke while passing the wine glass to the other party.

"You walk up to any woman and say, "Let's skip all the steps and get straight to the point where the fluid exchange is done, what do you think?" and she'll give you a clean slap in the face , and treat you like a nasty nymphomaniac."

"But in another way, you go up, invite the other person for a drink, tell a few funny jokes, talk about your own experience-don't care about the truth or not, just cool and attractive enough. When the atmosphere is about the same, you Then ask to go to her room, or ask her to visit your room! If you are strong enough, she will just snuggle into your arms afterwards and say to you emotionally, 'You are the best man I have ever met. '!"

"Do you understand now, Dugan? You will be treated as a hooligan if you are straightforward, and you can reap prey with smooth words."

Dam was stunned. It was pure luck that he was able to marry a wife back then.

"Luke, I really want to look at you with admiration. I didn't expect you to have such a high-level discussion. When we have time in the future, we can communicate and discuss more."

Luke, who was leaning against the bar, saw Howard approaching.

This arms tycoon was dressed in a coquettish manner, with a suit, vest, trousers and leather shoes, his hair was combed shiny, and his mustache was carefully groomed.

"You are better at this aspect. I am just talking on paper and have rich theoretical knowledge."

Luke smiled and conceded defeat. Stark's family heritage is romantic and passionate, and he is incomparable.

Howard nodded without humility, and generously accepted the compliment from the young brigadier general.

It turns out that one of the best ways men can bond with each other is by talking about women.

Dum, who has always been full of prejudice against rich people, has already called Howard brothers and chatted with Howard after only 10 minutes.

The former is very interested in the anecdote of this playboy hooking up with a Hollywood female star, while the latter is a passerby who lacks a fan.

The two hit it off and had a lively chat.

"Steve, come and listen to Howard's live teaching."

Luke waved quickly when he saw Captain America walking up the stairs.

Rogers has always had a good personality, and after taking a glass of whiskey, he put Luke's previous teasing behind him.

The four of them were leaning against the bar, drinking while admiring the young men and women who were singing and dancing.

"Howard, why don't you go dancing?"

Luke was a little puzzled that Howard, who is naturally romantic, would rather be a bachelor than have fun.

This is quite rare!

"A real master will always appear last."

Howard touched the two mustaches and smiled faintly.

A few minutes later, he saw Carter in a red dress with beautiful curves ascending to the second floor.

Raising his hand, he straightened the bow tie of his clothes, picked up a glass of gin, walked over with his head held high and a smile on his face.

"I bet he can only last for 2 minutes at most!"

Luke opened first.

"5 minutes!"

"8 minutes!"

Dumbam and Rogers said separately.

After Howard taught his experience, they all agreed that the other party was a veteran of flowers.

"Three glasses of gin!"

After Luke said the bet, less than a minute later, Howard returned to the bar dejectedly.

"drink wine!"

Six gins lined up, and Dum and Rogers downed them.

"I still... thought you were really a master."

Dum, who was tongue-tied and unable to speak clearly, looked at Howard, who failed in the invitation, with a look of contempt.

The latter snorted twice, but was speechless.

"At least I still have the courage to charge towards that iceberg, and you all dare to hide beside it."

Howard, who really couldn't find a reason, could only save face in this way.

"Steve, go and try!"

Luke encouraged Captain America, but fortunately the other party was not drunk at all, remained sober, shook his head and refused.

Even Howard, the love expert who claimed to have wandered around the flowers for many years and never failed, encountered Waterloo.

For a rookie like him, the fate can be imagined.

"Then Duggan? Hey, this guy just got down."

When Luke turned his head, Dum had already fallen asleep on the bar table.

"Goodbye everyone, I'm going to find a young girl with a big heart to soothe my fragile and young heart."

Howard is worthy of being a veteran of flowers, he quickly walked out of the shadow of failure, and looked at the plump girl sitting opposite him, waiting for an invitation.

Long brown hair, good-looking, delicate and pleasant, especially broad-minded, people can't take their eyes off.

"Then Rogers..."

Watching Howard go away, Luke turned his head to look at Captain America.

As a result, the blonde girl who took Rogers' first kiss came to him enthusiastically.

"So, I'm the only one left?"

Rogers gave an apologetic look, and was dragged onto the dance floor by the blonde girl, leaving Luke leaning on the bar alone, still drinking alone.

The night outside was getting darker, but the second floor of the tavern was getting busier.

"Don't you like dancing, Commodore Carville?"

A cold voice rang in Luke's ear, he put down the wine glass in his hand, and said with a smile: "That's not true, I didn't find a suitable dance partner, so I can only stay here alone."

"Brigadier General Carville, it seems that you don't understand why none of those women who are usually so enthusiastic about you and can't wait to pounce on you to offer themselves come to invite you to dance?"

Carter, who was dressed in a red dress and was radiant, picked up the spirits that Luke hadn't finished drinking on the bar and drank it all in one gulp.

"Do you know the reason, Miss Carter?"

Luke asked in a relaxed tone.

"I said you already have a scheduled dance partner."

Carter spoke eloquently, but the sweat dripping from the tip of her upturned nose, the beating heartbeat like a drum, and the strong pheromone breath all betrayed her.

"I thought Miss Carter would hate people like me, just like you rejected Howard. A frivolous libertine should not be the type you admire."

Luke took a step forward, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Or, do you see through my exaggerated surface and understand that I actually have a stable and profound connotation?"

"I just... like challenging tasks and love adventure."

Carter didn't answer the question.

"Also, I want to know, are you going to treat me with a straightforward attitude, or are you going to confuse me with rhetoric!"

Luke shrugged helplessly, secretly scolding Howard as a bastard for betraying himself.

The men and women looked at each other without any ambiguity, more like a game.

The two sides are tit for tat, and neither is willing to bow.

"Then can I ask you to dance, Miss Carter?"

The young brigadier general sighed insignificantly, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand.

The ball was about to end, and he sent out an invitation for the first dance.

The girl in the red dress bit her lip and put her hand in Luke's palm.

The soft melody flows like water, surrounding the dancing couple.

This night is still very long.

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