In the past six months, there have been two famous incidents of throwing shoes at people. One was a good deed done by oppressed foreigners against American President Bu Jiu ------- This incident was caused by a yellow-skinned human being. Universally appreciated. wWW!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!COmBut another incident occurred in a well-known university in country y, which was a speech-throwing incident involving a simple and ordinary leader with high prestige in China! Fang Lin only regretted that he was not there at that time, otherwise he would have tortured and then killed that woman, then tortured and killed him again, and then left him to be extorted and exploited by a wretched man, and finally he would have been thrown to a greedy and hungry butcher for wanton rape!
And the soles of the three reporters in front of them have thin mental fluctuations. What kind of person is Fang Lin? Even though there is no equipment bonus, the mental power is still as high as over 100 points! Even though the mental power detection was just a glimpse, it was discovered that the mental power fluctuations were very vicious. It seemed to have no lethality, but in fact it had a slight attraction. To be more specific, as long as you gather your energy and throw the shoe within two meters of the designated target, it will stick to it as if it is automatically tracking! And the inside of the shoes seems to have been specially modified!
If their plot succeeds, the visiting senior leaders from China will definitely lose their image in front of many reporters! At most, the shoe throwers are on the territory of their own country, and the violation of the law can be said to be very minor. It is just a public health hazard. I am afraid that they will be imprisoned for several months, even though it is loud and clear, and it is called defending human rights. Such a vicious method, with a small investment and high returns, is of great value. But unfortunately they met Fang Lin!
Fang Lin is not an angry young man, but he is definitely not a cold-blooded person who can ignore the humiliation his country is about to face and stand idly by. He is proud of the blood of the Chinese people flowing in his veins! Seeing Fang Lin standing up expressionlessly and getting off the plane that was about to take off, a guard posted by the es consortium next to him cast an inquiring look at Lin Yinxiu, the person in charge. The plane was about to take off in five minutes. . Lin Yinxiu said calmly:
"Book two economy class seats on all passenger planes flying to London within 24 hours, and let the experts who change the appearance come quickly. You must mobilize manpower to block the news and activate the No. 1 emergency plan. If someone shoots something that should not be Shooting something that could consider using weapons of mass destruction.”
"Yes." A middle-aged man behind her said calmly. This man has been Lin Yinxiu's servant since childhood, and he is very loyal. The use of weapons of mass destruction at the airport did not change his face, but he immediately said cautiously: "Are all the seats on the passenger plane within 24 hours booked in economy class? Only 2 seats? Will it be safe... .?"
"No." Lin Yinxiu said with a smile. The calm smile of this conceited woman was full of disdain and pride: "As long as he is by my side, who else in this world can threaten my safety?" ?”
Fang Lin's image at this time was that of a thirty-year-old man in a suit and tie. Not only was his hair put on a golden wig, but the color of his pupils and his height were also significantly changed. The shoulders are also widened and taller, so he blends in among the passengers without attracting anyone's attention. Di Lin Yinxiu, whose appearance had also been modified, also stepped forward a few steps. She smiled charmingly and took his arm. At this time, the roles of the two people seemed to be reversed from their normal images. Lin Yinxiu, who is a cute little bird, and Fang Lin, who is tall and mature, are a perfect match and complement each other.
Fang Lin bought a newspaper nearby and snapped his fingers. The butler next to him, dressed in a wretched manner, half-bowed. He leaned over and handed over a cigar. Xiao Fu was also an actor who could quickly integrate into his role. If his eyes weren't still darting around, adding a bit of a ruffian-like look, he would really be a bit of a butler. Land style.
Lin Yinxiu snuggled next to him, and the two of them sat in the smoking waiting room of the boarding hall, perfectly blending into the vast sea of people. At this time, they were less than twenty meters away from the three big-nosed French reporters with ulterior motives. But within the radius of twenty meters. There were at least seventy or eighty tourists, so the three reporters were not alert to any threats at all. They were still pretending to be calm and smoking cigarettes nervously, chatting a few words and playing with the camera from time to time.
Fang Lin was holding a cigar in his mouth, holding the charming Lin beauty in his left hand, and holding a newspaper in his right hand as if browsing local and local news. At the same time, he was still puffing away smoke. It looked very impressive, until the Chinese leader's special plane was about to land, the police began to enforce martial law to evacuate the crowd, and a large group of reporters had passed the security check and poured into the designated interview location, Fang Lin still had no intention of making trouble.
Lin Yinxiu was very surprised. It was rare for her to see Fang Lin showing such a calm and confident expression. It can be seen that he is really angry at the behavior of these people, so he has made arrangements so that even if Fang Lin kills people immediately, he can cover it up. But now Fang Lin was as calm as the deep ocean, as if he didn't hesitate to give up the flight, but he seemed to have come here specially to smoke and hug himself. Of course, beautiful Lin was not happy about being hugged by Fang Lin. This is a matter of willingness and full of happiness. There is no objection.
Huge passenger planes soared from the sky. It slowly landed on the runway, and the bright red five-star red flag on the aircraft body was clearly visible. Many Chinese student representatives who came to greet them saw the symbol of the motherland, and for some reason, their eyes suddenly became moist. The feeling of being alone in a foreign country was immediately diluted, and the strong sense of national pride that emerged was indescribable. Someone suddenly shouted:
"Long live the motherland!"
This voice immediately received a loud response, and finally echoed loudly in the sky above the airport! Later, not only the welcoming team, but also all the Chinese boarding and not boarding the plane at the airport raised their arms and shouted together. That scene can only be described in four words:
The blood is stirring!
The three reporters with ulterior motives had a look of fear on their faces, obviously thinking that if they did something like that later, they might be beaten to death by the Chinese people present. But they had successfully passed the security inspection at this time. The arrow is already on the string and has to be fired, plus the high rewards and safety guarantees promised by the instigators behind the scenes. They swallowed hard and continued to walk forward, pretending to be calm and blending in with the reporters.
The security measures were not of much use to them, so the purpose of these three French reporters was to insult rather than kill. The props they used to implement the plan were not weapons, but props worn by everyone---- -----leather shoes.
Fang Lin suddenly took a deep breath, opened his eyes with a smile, and looked at the crowd outside shouting "Long live the motherland".
"Long live the motherland!" Although Fang Lin couldn't stand up and shout in front of the five-star red flag because he had to hide his identity after dressing up, he still shouted this sentence over and over again in his heart, and his blood was surging!
"No one can insult my motherland in front of me! No one!"
This is the thought that echoes repeatedly in Fang Lin's heart! At this time, the leader of China's arrival had already walked down the ramp with a red carpet. In the excitement of the crowd, the slogan "Long Live the Motherland" resounded in the sky! Most people were already in tears! Flashbulbs rang out. French President Donlac also had a smile on his face and greeted him warmly, but it was hard to say there was some sincerity in his smiling face.
At this moment, two of the three French reporters suddenly bent down, took off their leather shoes, threw the shoes over ten meters away, and then turned around and ran away!
The leather shoes were specially designed. The soles were sandwiched, and the smelly mud was wrapped in a plastic bag. When they took off the shoes, the two French reporters had already opened the mechanism inside, and the black mud was mixed with it. This special pigment is so difficult to wash off in a hurry once it gets stuck on your face. It takes ten days and a half to completely fade, which shows the evil behind the scenes!
The security inspections in France were probably given advance warnings, so these three French journalists were given a considerable degree of connivance! So much so that they can flee quickly after taking action! The inaction of the French police has been greatly demonstrated!
Dirty leather shoes filled with the smell of putrid black mud were flying in the air! The faint spiritual power attached to it worked, like a missile navigation, and accurately hit the target's face with a "pop" sound!
The stench reeks! Mud is everywhere!
Fang Lin, whose back was facing this direction from a distance, smiled coldly and stood up. His eyes were fixed on the three French reporters who had escaped. The airport in the distance was in chaos, the flashlights were flashing wildly, the French security personnel were shouting like ants in a hot pot, and the Chinese leader was just a few steps away. President Donlac, who was five meters tall, was yelling angrily and slapping his body. On his face, there was a big ball of dirty black mud on the left side of his face. It was dripping down and the stench was overwhelming!