I am lawless in Hong Kong

Chapter 133 Public Outcry, Uprising

At noon the next day, when the sun is burning the most.

The major newspapers in Xiangjiang released news that it should have been a peaceful afternoon, but the citizens were blown up because of the newspapers in their hands.

The major newspapers seemed to have made an appointment, and each newspaper reported the evil deeds of the people of country Y.

There are many infuriating headlines.

[People from country Y abuse young girls in the street, and the patrol police are angry and dare not speak. 】

[The police in country Y abused their power and took the opportunity to embezzle, and even caused many unjust cases, including the unjust death of a 17-year-old boy. 】

[People from country Y say: Chinese people are their slaves. 】

[The presiding judge of Country Y: Equality?Chinese people do not deserve equality. 】

[All the laws are to restrain the Chinese people, and the people of country Y are not punished by the law. 】

[The black ghost of Y nationality attempted to rape the girl, but maliciously retaliated. 】

[Under the management of the country Y people, the police in Xiangjiang act like dogs for the ghosts, wantonly covering up and protecting them, and dare not speak out when they are angry. 】

【…】

Many old cases were uncovered, and many citizens stood on the street, clutching newspapers, trembling with anger.

"It's an embarrassment to us Chinese people!" A pig butcher stood in front of his stall, furious, and he chopped the pig knife on the chopping board fiercely.

The customers queuing up to buy meat at the table trembled in fright, and the young man queuing behind said with some dissatisfaction: "Butcher Chao, what are you doing crazy, is this money still making money? Take a newspaper and watch the ball, you, you You don't know a few big characters, and you don't understand those important national affairs, so hurry up and put your meat on the scale!"

"Fart your mother!!!" Shazhuchao roared, and slammed the newspaper in his hand on the pile of white pork, "You idiot, come and see what's written on it? What the fuck? Although I don't know a few big characters, but my mother can understand the photos, are you still from China? Dog, traitor, you!"

"Fuck! I'm warning you to be careful what you say, Shazhuchao." The young man pointed at him and fought back, stepped forward to pick up the newspaper and muttered: "I want to see what is reported on it, which will make you feel better." The pig butcher is so angry that he won't do any business!"

"This business is still a ball!" Butcher Chao raised the butcher's knife in his hand, "Close the stall, idiot! This business and labor management will not be done. When this matter is resolved, labor management will come back out of the rivers and lakes!"

"Hey, Shazhuchao, why are you making fun of yourself?" A young woman rolled her eyes helplessly: "You'd better kill your pigs honestly, your pork is the best in our area. Cheap, fresh, and affordable, if you quit, where can you buy pork?"

Butcher Chao unbuttoned his apron, lit a cigarette, and gave the woman a cold look: "What do you know, a little bitch, the righteousness of the family and the country! New tenants? His grandma's, as long as they are born and raised in Yuen Long People, you go and ask, go up for ten years, who doesn't know my reputation as a pig-killer?"

"Fuck! Damn it! Gou Ri's Sword Tomb!" The young man who picked up the newspaper suddenly crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it to the ground, his expression extremely ugly.

He pushed away the woman blocking the way in front of him, and picked up a boning knife from Shazhuchao's chopping board: "Shazhuchao, lend me this knife, from Mahler Gobi, these sword mounds from abroad, I must Chop them up and feed them to the dogs!"

"I'll see you off, you're so manly, you!" Shazhuchao nodded indignantly, and he didn't care about taking the pork, so he picked up the knife and walked to the street with the young man.

At this moment, on the street, there were quite a few people gathering in groups with newspapers in their hands. They stood in the middle of the road one by one, venting their dissatisfaction and protest against the people of country Y loudly as if no one else was there.

Indirectly, the traffic in Xiangjiang was temporarily paralyzed.

……

And members of the Cai Temple in Xiangjiang, under Di Luo's earlier notice.

At the first moment when they saw the newspaper, groups of people mixed into the street parades of various citizens.

They were young, aggressive, and quarrelsome, with baseball bats and machetes in their hands, wantonly smashing vehicles and shops on the street.

The citizens didn't have any doubts. They all thought it was because the younger generation was too young and impulsive. From another perspective, this is also a good thing. The younger generation has such a strong patriotism. As elders, they also feel that there are successors.

After all, there are still people who are as passionate as them...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the sound of demonstrations and protests has reached its peak.

In the original Xiangjiang, under the five-color neon lights of this time period, it should have been young couples kissing, taking a walk, walking the dog...

But now, there is a grass platform made of vehicles.

Young or middle-aged people stood on the roof of the car, shouting with loudspeakers in their hands, propagating, creating momentum, and inciting.

The reporters, who are media professionals, shuttled around various speech areas, taking pictures, collecting materials, and even rushing to draft on the spot.

Batch after batch of anti-riot policemen dispatched by Ghosts were dismissed.

The violent suppression they love to use is indeed exhausted at this moment. First, they dare not, otherwise it will arouse the riots of the citizens even more.

The second is, it is really impossible to evacuate, one after another, how many riot police do they have?
How many citizens are there in Xiangjiang?

As for the police station, they also made a symbolic gesture and sent a lot of people to maintain order at the scene to avoid riots or stampedes.

When Chen Guangsheng confirmed the implementation of this plan, he had already conveyed the task to his confidants.

That's what the ghosts dare not do, the police dare!
You don't dare to use violence to suppress it now, so our police station will use violence to suppress it. Anyway, the biggest shit is still on the heads of country Y.

Moreover, the image and reputation of the Xiangjiang police force is already so bad that it can't be worse, what if it is even worse?
As a result, in many areas, many police officers and citizens launched conflicts, and were scolded bloody.

"Dog traitor!"

"..."

Under the violent conflict, the resistance of the citizens was further intensified. Many people who were originally on the sidelines were also inspired to join the parade.

The senior officials of country Y, who were in an emergency meeting with the government of country Y, were even more furious when they heard the news.

Superintendent Hunter, who was scolded by the big man, immediately called the police station and asked, "Are you a bunch of idiots? Falk, a bunch of stupid pigs! Now, how dare you conflict with them in this situation???"

……

Outside the Kowloon Walled City, Di Luo drove away with a cigarette in his mouth.

He patted the Rolls-Royce that had just been brought back from the customs, and looked at the crowd gathered on the street, feeling relieved for a while.

The car was stuck in the middle of the road and would not be able to get out for a while.

He took out a bottle of beer from the drawer and leaned against the back of the chair, drinking it comfortably. The scenery outside the window was as he wished.

In his view, all Chinese people are awakening at this moment.

The speaker closest to him was standing on the roof of a jeep with a butcher's knife in his hand, speaking loudly, accusing the atrocities committed by the people of country Y.

Biting a cigarette, Di Luo got out of the car, opened the trunk, took out the full horn from the trunk, walked up, and handed it to the man with the butcher's knife: "Brother, use this to shout!"

"Thank you!" Shazhuchao didn't talk too much nonsense. He took a look at Di Luo, who was in a suit and leather shoes, and then at the Rolls-Royce parked not far away, and praised: "You are a conscientious entrepreneur, and you deserve to be rich. In this situation, there are very few entrepreneurs who dare to support us.”

"Don't dare, everyone is just from China." Di Luo waved his hands with a smile, and divided the small speakers in the bag.

After sharing, he returned to the car and drank some wine refreshed.

As long as the ghost is unhappy, he will be happy!

"Let me tell everyone, we are not fighting against the people of country Y! It's the fucking people of country Y who robbed our land!" Butcher Chao Dayi stood on the roof of the car and roared hysterically: "We have robbed our land, we admit it! But, now? What have you got in exchange for blindly forbearance?"

In the crowd under the car, a young man held up a boning knife and echoed loudly: "They don't treat us as human beings! They have made our land and our city a mess, because this has never been their land, so they are unscrupulous !"

"Yes! Because they are from country Y, and we are from Huaxia! We are not compatriots, so they don't treat us as human beings!" Butcher Chao shouted angrily: "Now, what we have to do is to take back what belongs to us. Let the people of Country Y get out of the Xiangjiang River completely! Return the Xiangjiang River to a bright future!"

At this time, the young man with a boning knife climbed onto the roof of the car and stood shoulder to shoulder with Sha Zhuchao. He pushed his glasses and raised his horn: "Everyone knows the history of our Chinese people. For thousands of years, dynasties have changed and dynasties have changed. What's the best way? Parade? Fart!"

"It's a fucking uprising!"

"We Huaxia people must be like our ancestors, throwing our heads and blood for the great cause of China, regaining our land and returning to the embrace of your mainland!"

"Good!!!" Butcher patted the young man on the shoulder excitedly.

The people under the car burst into tsunami-like applause and roars: "Good!!!"

"Take back the Xiangjiang River and expel the people of Country Y!"

"Take back the Xiangjiang River and expel the people of Country Y!"

"Take back the Xiangjiang River and expel the people of Country Y!"

"..."

"Damn, these two are from MLM, right?" Di Luo couldn't help curling his lips with enthusiasm after listening for a while: "Talent!"

Soon, sirens sounded.

But because the road was too congested, the police had no choice but to get out of the car early, overturned the car and pushed people into the crowd, trying to stabilize the situation.

Sitting in the car, Di Luo couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw the leader of the policemen.

Picking up the mobile phone thrown on the co-pilot, he dialed Zhou Yada's phone.

In sight, Zhou Yada with a stern expression suddenly picked up the phone and connected the call.

Di Luo said with a half-smile, "Mr. Zhou, long time no see! Are you on a mission?"

"Yes, I'm very busy. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." Zhou Yada said with a sullen face.

"It's something, of course it's something, I'll be watching you from your side, you come to me, I'll tell you something." Di Luo said lightly, biting a cigarette.

Zhou Yada's face changed when he heard it, and he looked around in surprise: "Where are you?"

"Northwest direction, Rolls-Royce." Dilo joked: "It's very conspicuous, after all, I'm the only Rolls-Royce on the whole road."

Speaking of this, he turned aside the white vans on both sides, and said disdainfully: "Damn it, how dare you go the same way as me."

……

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yada came to the Rolls-Royce with difficulty.

At this moment, he was in a mess. If he hadn't taken off his uniform, he would probably have been beaten to death in the street.

Moreover, there is no cure for the sins of this group of people.

Di Luo waved to him kindly, motioning him to get in the car.

After getting into the car, Zhou Yada handed him a cigarette, touched the luxurious interior, and couldn't help sighing: "These two cars are not cheap, right?"

"Cut, it's drizzle! It's all normal in my opinion. Damn, I didn't expect to be stuck in a traffic jam when driving a Rolls-Royce!" Dilo said pretendingly, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Zhou Yada was biting his cigarette tremblingly at the corner of his mouth, and he was speechless in his heart, wishing he could kill this pretender with a single shot.

Resisting the urge to beat him to death, he pointed out the window and joked, "The scene outside the window sometimes happens as you wish, Boss Di?"

Di Luo squinted at him, "I told you a long time ago that as long as I'm upset, it doesn't matter whether it's the ghost or the police, and I'll be with you."

"Don't you believe it? It's all right now. You saw it. Is Xiangjiang in chaos now? So, as long as Di Luo is not happy in Xiangjiang, you police and people from country Y will act according to my face!"

"It's a pity that you policemen are very smart when they wake up early. The people of country Y are so stupid! They can't turn this corner. It's too late when you come to your senses now."

Zhou Yada was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

It is true that Di Luo told him long ago, of course he didn't believe it!My mind is out of whack, I believe Di Luo's nonsense!
But now, the facts are in front of them, the ghosts are getting angry, and the police force is also bowing their heads, and they need to rely on Di Luo and his temple of wealth.

"What do you want me to do?" Zhou Yada calmed down and stopped being entangled. He saw that the current situation was completely beyond his meddling.

Under the game of many big bosses, he can only obey others, go forward, go back, and be controlled by others.

He only hoped that Di Luo could release his parents as soon as possible.

Di Luo took a puff of smoke and asked with a smile: "Why, your chief asked you to violently suppress it, arousing the resistance of the citizens?"

"That's right, the higher-ups issued an order." Zhou Yada didn't hide much, and told the truth.

Dilo flicked the cigarette butts away, and watched the police officers in front of the windshield holding up the explosion-proof shields and waving the rubber batons in their hands, wantonly suppressing the citizens, feeling amused.

He turned his head and ordered to Zhou Yada: "You can't play like this. If there is violent suppression, do you want the citizens to resist? Look at your subordinates, are they all dressed thicker than tortoise shells?"

"According to me, they should deliberately lose to the citizens, let the citizens have a good vent, and use them to practice courage!"

"You only know how to let the citizens get frustrated and arouse their resistance, but don't let them really overthrow you and defeat you. How can they be happy?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhou Yada asked.

Di Luo said with a smile: "Throw some subordinates in and get beaten. Anyway, is there a police force that reimburses medical expenses? You can be regarded as a little hero among you."

"Let the citizens have a good time, and fully stimulate their blood and restless violent factors in their bodies! They need a hearty success."

As he said that, he pointed to the Shazhuchao on the roof of the jeep not far away and said with a smile: "Listen, aren't they talking about an uprising?"

"How can there be an uprising that only suffers defeat!!!"

(End of this chapter)