In the early morning at the end of October, the scorching feeling of the city as soon as the sun came out also made people once again experience the taste of autumn tigers. However, in the Tangdu downtown business district square, thousands of people gathered here early in the morning. .
They wear different clothes, including men, women and children, and even children, but their expressions are very similar, that is, anger.
Anger gathers in the crowd, like a boiling oil, a spark will cause an explosion.
The atmosphere in the square has been suppressed to the extreme.
What makes the locals in Tangdu curious is that most of the people gathered in the square are foreigners with white or dark skin. Even though there are many oriental faces among them, it can be seen from their dressing and behavior that they are all foreigners with white or dark skin. Not from Huaxia.
"Why do so many foreigners gather here, looking like they are going to fight?"
"Don't look, don't talk nonsense, foreigners can't afford to make trouble, it's a diplomatic incident."
"The bullshit diplomatic event, this is China, these foreigners dare to make a moth, I squeeze their egg yolk one by one!"
"..."
Office workers don't stay longer, and rush to work after a few curious glances. However, many people who are not in a hurry to go to work stop and watch around the square.
Slowly, the police came to the scene and began to maintain order.
Then, various media rushed to the scene, not only China's media, but also many foreign media. Obviously someone arranged it.
"Hello, I am a reporter from Tangdu TV. Please answer a few questions..."
"Excuse me, why are you gathering here?"
"Sir, this is China, as foreigners, why are you here..."
The reporters squeezed into the crowd and asked the nearby foreigners.
However, these people seemed to have agreed long ago, and no one answered the reporter's questions.
"Fak, why do you want me to come to China to interview such a weird event? I am the pillar of the Federal Television Station, and the interviewers are all celebrities and politicians!"
On the periphery of the crowd, a white journalist with his head on his head was complaining to his cameraman.
This person's name is Lanny Hawke. As he said, he is the host of the U.S. Federal Television. Some time ago, someone who shouldn't sleep after drinking and was sent to China by his boss and became an ordinary reporter.
Hawke himself is superficially suave, but he is a bad guy behind his back, picking up girls, eating soft meals, and even PY transactions. This time he was distributed, which made him extremely unhappy, but he only dared to complain in front of the cameraman.
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At ten o'clock in the morning, a gray-haired old white man with a stick sticking a cane, supported by his elderly wife and wearing a stiff suit, walked to the forefront of the gathering line and stepped up the steps.
He pushed his wife away, raised his crutches, and put on a fighting pose with a serious face.
The whole square was quiet, and everyone looked at the old man.
"Gentlemen and ladies, my humble one is Emil Alexander, the president of the International Red Cross, and this is my wife, Hilda Alexander, a professor of mathematics at Stanford University. We are gathered here today for only one purpose. , That is, to rectify the name for Mr. Zhang Feng!"
The old Emil was not a politician, but his gentlemanship deeply convinced the people present. He shouted loudly, without a loudspeaker, and his voice still resounded through the square.
As the voice fell, the surviving tourists on the square raised their right arms and echoed his words in neat English.
There were more onlookers than the surviving tourists on the square. Only then did they realize that these foreigners were actually here to rectify the name of a Chinese.
"Who is Zhang Feng, so awesome?"
"Don't go online, right? Zhang Feng doesn't know it. Recently, there is news from him on the Internet. I heard that he is a murderer, hijacking cruise ships, killing people and selling goods, and tying X women..."
"Nonsense, can a person be so good?"
"He also has a mercenary to help. What is the mercenary group of Black Rose."
"..."
The periphery was talking, but the surviving tourists in the middle shouted in accordance with Emil's slogan.
"Heroes cannot be insulted!"
The uniform slogans and the same angry expression once again shocked the onlookers, and the police officers who came to maintain order were also shocked by this scene.
Who could have imagined that a Chinese person could actually allow thousands of foreigners to come to him willingly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the International Red Cross, I only awarded Mr. Zhang Feng the Red Cross Hero Medal. This is a medal specially awarded to him to thank him for his disregard for the sinking of the Paris Princess cruise ship.
Personal safety is in danger, a feat that has saved hundreds of lives! "
The old Emil waved his hand to stop the slogan of the surviving tourists and shouted loudly.
Every surviving tourist was cheering, and the sound was shaking, very shocking.
The people onlookers don't understand. Zhang Feng on the Internet is obviously a heinous villain. How can he become a hero when he gets to foreigners, and he has to give a special medal to the villain
The medal, just listen to it.
Then, the slogans of the survivors sounded again, repeating one sentence: Heroes can't be insulted.
The momentum grew stronger and stronger, and the police officers who were maintaining order could no longer hold them, and they quickly reported to their superiors. Finally, hundreds of police officers rushed to increase the number.
Cui Baocheng also came to inquire and witnessed this spectacular scene.
"That's what Zhang Feng said, to treat his body with his own way?" Old Cui looked stunned, and quickly narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and laughed.
Without speaking, he just stood there and let people videotape, waiting for a good show.
Reporter Hawke squeezed out of the crowd. Seeing this, he was furious: "Fak, someone wants to rectify a demon. There must be an inside story. Maybe Zhang Feng paid for these people.
I have big news to report, this is my chance to return to headquarters! "
What kind of people do what kind of things, Hawk is a bad guy, so he determined that this scene was acting, he greeted the cameraman quickly and squeezed into the crowd.
"Madam, how much did you charge Zhang Feng?"
Hokla lived with a young woman who was chanting slogans. She got a lot of her figure before asking questions. By the way, she also showed her demeanor. Maybe she could have some intimate contact with this beauty.
What he didn't expect was that the blonde beauty turned around and slapped her face apart.
"Plap!" With a crisp sound comparable to a shout, Hawke was directly knocked to the ground.
"Bah!" The blonde girl sipped and shouted: "If it weren't for Zhang Feng's rescue, I would have died in a shipwreck even if I hadn't died in the hands of the bad guys. I don't allow you to slander my hero!"
This beauty is the bunny waiter in the cruise ship casino, Annie!
The shout was loud and the voice was sharp, and the slogans of the crowd stopped for a while, and everyone looked at Annie with angry eyes.
(End of this chapter)