After hanging up the phone, Tai Zhiyuan took the thin trench coat from the secretary and walked out of the room. Zou Yu silently watched his back disappear in front of his eyes, and suddenly found that the thin body covered by the thin windbreaker was very suitable for playing sadness at this moment, and then sensational.
Before walking out of the building, the public image team affiliated to the work department used the fastest speed to organize Tai Zhiyuan's appearance.
The female planner with big wavy curly hair who was dug from a five-A-level advertising company, looked at Tai Zhiyuan's cheeks in the mirror, and in a hurried voice asked the hair stylist to make his hair more messy. After Tai Zhiyuan's uncontrollable coughing sound, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, Mr. Senator, you should cough harder."
Tai Zhiyuan put the white handkerchief back into his jacket pocket with a calm expression, ignoring her statement. He trusted these most professional experts, but he did not mean that he was willing to start acting behind the scenes, not to mention that it was not acting, but he was not angry either. , sat steadily on the chair and waited for the makeup artist to wipe the pale cheeks even paler, looking weak.
Under the protection of the special guards of the Blackhawk Company, accompanied by more than ten members of the office staff, Tai Zhiyuan walked along the street to the commercial plaza, listening to the sharp sirens coming from a distance, and the ambulances. With a whimper, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.
Both sides of the street were full of demonstrators lying in pools of blood. After being greatly frightened, the eyes of the wounded looked extremely empty, and the doctors did not respond to the first aid measures.
The silent marching demonstrators poured into the square. They had already taken off their black masks. They looked at the gray sky and the indifferent buildings angrily. The previous cruel images echoed in their minds, and they kept cursing with crying. In ten minutes, I don't know how many companions fell under stones and fists. If it wasn't for the group of men in black with red ribbons who rushed in with wooden sticks, today's people would have suffered even more tragic losses.
The crowd clenched their fists angrily, shouted slogans, and vented their anger and panic, until someone in the front row saw the pale, thin young congressman walking slowly onto the podium.
Silence turned into a harmonious wave, like the footsteps of a young congressman, slowly but surely spreading around, turning the entire square into a sea of silence.
"Blood everywhere."
The angry roar gradually disappeared, and tens of thousands of people looked at the stage with anticipation. The countless details in this picture proved what kind of appeal Tai Zhiyuan had after half a year of marching.
Without too much rhetoric, Tai Zhiyuan started his speech with a hoarse voice towards the microphone. His fingers pointed to the fountain in the corner of the square, and then to the nearby guardrail.
"Look here."
"Look there."
"Blood everywhere."
There was a commotion in the crowd, Tai Zhiyuan quietly watched the dark crowd below the stage, and said after a moment of silence: "Humans are cruel animals, cruel to the enemy, and cruel to themselves, because our biological markers are full of violent factors. , and once released, we will even revel in it... Those murderous thugs before, proved it with this blood."
"Once the violence is released, it will be the most terrifying thing in the universe. I think Mr. President should know very well that after the devil jumps out of the wooden box, it will be difficult for him to put it back."
"So I'd like to know how Mr. President would feel if he saw these terrible images today, would he have the courage to face the blood shed by the people, and would he have the courage to listen to those who were not crushed by power? The bone of the gangster, the sound of being broken by the gangster!"
Tai Zhiyuan's expression was still indifferent, those thin and arrogant eyebrows were slowly raised, just like the voice at this time, suddenly he leaned forward slightly, approached the microphone, and asked in a very soft voice: "I really want to ask Mr. President, is this still the fucking Federation?"
After softly and calmly uttering the first swear words in public, Tai Zhiyuan on the stage was silent for ten seconds, listening to the angry protests and insults from the audience, confirming that the effect required by the cultural and propaganda department had been achieved.
Just as he was about to continue following the text in the belly draft, he suddenly saw the gray sky exposed at the street entrance in the distance, and the layers of dark clouds suddenly dispersed, revealing a corner of Qingzhan, so he thought of a person and couldn't help it. Think about how he would handle this if it were the guy.
Violence is the most terrifying, but that guy is the best at it. He seems to be only good at using violence, but he can control it, so he only draws the sword against the strong, and does not abuse the weak.
Tai Zhiyuan thought about Xu Le silently, and there was a smile in his eyes that he didn't quite understand. After a pause, he continued into the microphone: "Maybe my decision will disappoint you, but I... still insist on fighting violence. principle, we will remain silent and move forward."
As soon as the voice fell, the whole paragraph had not been finished, and there were disappointed shouts and wailing from the dense crowd below the stage, and there was a faint sound of crying. Accompanied by the honking of the police car and the ambulance, it seemed extraordinarily sad.
The people who had just experienced the violent conflict had difficulty suppressing their grievances, while the head of the public relations team standing behind the stage was nervously scanning the document and was shocked to find that Mr. Senator's speech had completely deviated from the planning.
The cry of disappointment is still going on. The weakness shown by Tai Zhiyuan, the marching leader, may directly lead to the separation of people's hearts. Many popular movements in history are often caused by some inconspicuous little details, resulting in a terrible disintegration. as a result of.
At this critical moment, Tai Zhiyuan's cheeks became paler and his eyes became sharper. He stared coldly at the supporters under the stage, rested his right hand on the table, and said in a deep voice: "They are thugs, don't we? To be a thug? We oppose the government's contempt for the law, do we have to step on both feet in advance? If the crime we accuse becomes the tool of our choice, then what qualifications do we have to accuse others?"
In a lively crowd, any powerful speech will not have much effect as long as it cannot satisfy the psychological desire of the public. The same is true of his remarks, and the scene has not changed in the slightest.
However, at this moment, Tai Zhiyuan coughed while covering his lips with his left hand, his body lying on the table in pain, his right hand pressed firmly on the corner of the table, the blue veins appeared, and the coughing sound was clearly transmitted to the street through the microphone, echoing continuously.
"Doctor! Doctor!"
Subordinates in the MP's office rushed to the podium, anxiously calling for the medical team.
Tai Zhiyuan waved his hand to stop the actions of his subordinates, straightened his body slowly but firmly, wiped the corners of his lips lightly with a handkerchief, quietly looked at the people in the audience, and continued in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, I don't want to be a comparison. The president's more shameless leader..."
Because of the severe coughing, his voice was even more hoarse than before, as if the vocal cords had been polished with rough sandpaper, and every word spit out from the thin lips was bloodshot, and entered everyone's ears, which could make Man clearly felt his pain.
The people on the street didn't hear what he said behind him. Those closest to the podium noticed that he was hanging on the white handkerchief in his left hand, and bloodstains could be seen faintly. People screamed in surprise, and then this The news spread quickly backwards.
Abandoning the Qianshi family foundation, dragging the disabled body, leading everyone from S2 to here, and going to the capital, what is he doing? With sympathy and respect, the people looked at the thin young congressman on the stage who was coughing up blood and seemed to fall at any time. The originally noisy venue fell silent again.
"I want to say to Mr. President, you may have lofty ideals or dreams, but you have no right to make the entire federation pay for your ideals or dreams, and every citizen can only be responsible for his own actions and volunteer his or her own actions. I have declared to you and the entire federation, what can I do, and what are you willing to give up for this federation?"
"Today, this street was originally full of flowers that were welcomed by the people, but now there is only blood that is gradually blackening. At this moment, I represent everyone standing here, those who are receiving rescue in the hospital, and also on behalf of that The three fellow travelers who just left us reiterate our demands to President Pabble and the federal government under your leadership!"
Tai Zhiyuan looked at the departing ambulance, thinking about the news he had just received, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if to hide the wetness in his eyes, he clenched his fists, and shouted to the camera: "We ask the Federation The management committee will immediately set up a special investigation committee, and the Supreme Court will appoint a first-sequence independent inspector!"
"We demand that the presidential residence hand over all data records to this committee!"
"We demand the immediate repeal of the Patriot Act!"
"We demand that the authority of the so-called joint investigation department be stopped!"
"We demand that President Pabble voluntarily relinquish executive privileges!"
"In front of the law, in front of the word of fairness, in front of the brilliance of the Charter, there is no reason for anyone to be entitled to privileges, including the President and the Charter Bureau. You must answer the questions posed by the Capital District Daily, the route of the ancient bell in those days. Why was it leaked? Why was the Empire's Ghost Fleet able to hide in that star field for so long?"
A calm and powerful voice of accusation reverberated in the quiet streets. Tai Zhiyuan squinted, looking at the sky in the distance and the crowd nearby, silently remembering that a few years ago, there was a judicial officer of the Ministry of Defense named Xu Songzi. Colonel Lake was accused at the hearing, as well as that Shi Qinghai, who smiled and exercised the right to arrest citizens in Parliament Hill.
At this moment, a certain supervisor of the congressman's office suddenly rushed to the podium, walked behind him and said a few words with a grim expression, interrupting the young congressman's memories.
Tai Zhiyuan frowned suddenly, like a plum tree that was about to burn. After a moment of silence, he approached the microphone and said to the crowd on the street: "I just received an outrageous news, the editor-in-chief Bob of the Capital District Daily and reporter Wood, After an emergency hearing on Parliament Hill, they were arrested by the federal government on treason charges and now we don't know where they are being held."
Hearing this explosive news, tens of thousands of people suddenly became agitated. People waved their bloody fists, shouted silently and angered.
Tai Zhiyuan stretched out his arms, signalling everyone to calm down, and said with a frown, "The unspeakable grief and anger at this time reminds me of what Master Schiller once said."
"History has long proven that when reforming such a thing, it is always the task of the wise people who are the first to realize it at the beginning, but these educated people must have research, thinking, decision, and perseverance. He will also use Power is not a lie. He guides, but does not cater. He doesn't look down on himself, he thinks he is everyone's actor, and he doesn't look down on others as his own. He is just one of the people. You can do public work.”
There was wind walking through the street, blowing the corner of the thin windbreaker, lifting the hair in front of his forehead, Tai Zhiyuan squinted slightly, and said, "As a member of the public, you can do the public's cause, and President Pabul has used his His behavior proves that he has long since moved away from the public, so he can never be such a person."
"I don't know if I can become such a person, but I will try hard, nothing can stop me, and you will be my most trusted partner, and we will hit the road again."
"We will be silent all the way, through the mountains, through the city, to the capital, into the Charter Square, to the front of Parliament Hill, to the terrace of the official residence."
"At that time we will hold up the proud and noble head of a Commonwealth and ask Pabble: Do you know that you are wrong? If he still refuses to agree to our request, then..."
Tai Zhiyuan slowly raised his right arm on the stage and said, "We don't agree either."
On the cold street, tens of thousands of people offstage resonated with the thin young congressman on the stage, and shouted three words like thunder, shattering the autumn wind and frost.
"No promise!"
The lawn under the terrace of the presidential residence is gradually turning dark yellow and chilling, even if it is a special species, it has to gradually retreat under the daily cold attack. Dozens of Secret Service agents watched the surroundings vigilantly. No one outside the building dared to stay. The scenery here is still quiet. At least at this moment, those brave and passionate demonstrators are still far away in South Carolina and have no chance to come here. Shouting and venting your anger.
In the offices on the first floor of the official residence, the telephones were ringing intensively. As the center of federal power, the official residence had to deal with too many heavy affairs every day, especially now that the war with the empire was still tense, and there were many unstable affairs within the federal government. factor.
Director Brin listened to the report from the director of the Federal News Channel on the other end of the phone, his face gradually became gloomy, and he did not give the other party any chance to explain, and said in a cold voice: "Everything has the easiest way to deal with it, don't you have any materials? I don’t know what to do? The reporter was attacked and the freedom of the press was interfered with. Do you want me to teach you how to play it? Learn from Venus’ Lao Lu, who is holding a press conference at this time, accusing Silent March of condoning hooligans to beat reporters!”
After hanging up the phone, he took the teacup from his subordinate and took a sip, but he almost got burned by the hot tea. The female secretary with her thighs dangling in front of her scolded her as a pig's head.
It was not until the emergency broadcast of the news channel started to be broadcast on the office TV that Director Brin felt a little better. Looking at the beautiful female anchor on the light screen, his brows slowly stretched, thinking about a certain day in a certain year in a certain place. For the intimate picture he had seen, he suddenly regretted the rough reaction earlier, and immediately dialed the phone again to express his condolences to the other party.
The female anchor who has been in the news anchor position for nearly ten years, but is still dignified and beautiful, changed her usual calm and steady demeanor, frowned, and used the most direct words to accuse today of what happened in the capital of South Carolina. event.
In emergency news, the federal news channel sternly accused the demonstrators of brutally attacking the police and colluding with the notorious South Carolina underworld elements to kidnap frontline reporters with intent to interfere with press freedom. Before the news segment ended, the South Carolina government also issued To condemn the official document, and strongly demand that the leader of the silent march, Senator Tai Zhiyuan, must be held responsible for the whole incident.
Maybe it's the reversal of black and white, the confusion of right and wrong, or it's just a different position, so the perspective is different, so a completely opposite conclusion is drawn. No matter what really happened in those cold streets in South Carolina, but after the extremely authoritative federal folklore The news channel is thickly rendered, I am afraid that this chilling wind in autumn and winter will gradually turn its direction.
The door of the Oval Office opened silently, and Director Brin walked in with a thick stack of paper documents. He looked at Mr. President standing by the window and looking at the lawn silently. , Mr. President seems to stare at the lawn in a daze too many times.
He put the paper document in his hand on the table, then looked at the window, still generous, but a little more desolate than before and said: "Mr. President, here is the original article of the Capital District Daily, and Congressman Tai Zhiyuan is in the South The speech of Colorado State, the secretariat has also been sorted out."
President Pabble put down the coffee cup in his hand, turned around and walked over, with a warm smile on his dark face, patted Brin's shoulder and said, "You have been working hard these days."
"this is what we are supposed to do."
Although it was a standard answer, Director Brin still completed it meticulously. As Mr. President's closest subordinate, he did not allow himself to make mistakes in any details.
President Pabble did not read the newspaper manuscript, but scanned Tai Zhiyuan's speech in South Carolina half an hour ago as fast as he could. After a moment of silence, he said with emotion: "Eight years ago, when I participated in the presidential election, he He is still a college student under 20 years old, but he has been able to organize and plan the headquarters independently, and now it seems that he has made progress."
"The content of the speech is very exciting, not deliberately provocative, but has a very calm incitement ability, coupled with the coughing and vomiting that seems to come suddenly but just right, I have to admit that in terms of political speech alone, he is already a A good opponent."
Mr. President made no secret of his appreciation for Tai Zhiyuan, put the document on the table with a slight smile, looked back at Brin and said, "The position is different, so the methods that can be taken are naturally different. Offensive, I want to defend my territory, but because of this status, I can't debate with him. Speaking of which, I really miss the time when I was running for state legislature, when I held a microphone and debated with my opponent and the host. ."
Director Brin said with a smile: "The vast majority of the people in the Federation also miss your heroic appearance on the TV debate stage. Speaking of your electronic micro-journal, many readers have asked you to write again and write some political comments. article."
The electronic micro-journal is an instant information publishing platform that has only become popular in the federation in recent years. As the first president in the history of the federation who really came from the bottom, Pabble unexpectedly became the first user of the platform.
President Pabble propped up the large desk with his hands behind him, raised his body slightly, looked at the ceiling painted with vintage oil paintings and was silent for a moment, looking extremely relaxed.
"You help me record it."
"Yes."
"Schiller once said: People choose leaders out of fear, out of terror for human beings themselves, because human beings are a cruel animal, and for others, they may turn into beasts at any time. Hoping to suppress their violent impulses towards others, everyone is willing to submit to the one and only dictator who controls violence. Because fearing such a person is more cost-effective than terrorizing everyone.”
President Pabble said calmly in a deep voice: "The reason why imperial power society has appeared in human history, the reason why those big families above the law can survive in the federation for so many years, is all based on this kind of spontaneous human fear, So when someone tries to seize illegitimate power, the first thing they do is to create a wave of violence in the society and raise the public's fear of the people around them."
Brin understood that Mr. President's seemingly non-specific remarks, combined with the allegations made by the news channel just now, were undoubtedly a strong blow to the political foundation of the silent march.
After finishing the record, he looked at the encrypted information he just received on the electronic notepad, raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his head and said with a pleasant taste: "Mr. President, I just received the news that General Du Shaoqing will arrive in Jiuyue in two days. base."
Du Shaoqing led the four divisions on the front line to take a group rest. So calm on the surface.
For three full years, the famous federal general led the troops to fight bloody battles on the front line, winning the love of countless federal people for him. However, after all, it has been too long since we have seen each other. Back then, he was as silent, cold and proud as an ice sculpture, but he was extremely loyal to himself. The soldier, can it be the same as before
But still as before.
Because of these four words, President Pabble remembered the dialogue across the galaxy. Du Shaoqing did not express any objection to the decision of the government to transfer back. This attitude made him very happy. However, the other party strongly opposed Lieutenant General Hu Lian taking over as the former enemy general The post of commander.
From Du Shaoqing's point of view, Lieutenant General Hu has nothing to gain except for the President's praises and the placement of cronies for Li Zaidao. Even if this person is good at ground defense battles, he is still not the right person on Mohua Planet at this time.
In fact, President Pabul knows why Du Shaoqing is so fiercely opposed, because today's federal military is very clear that this lieutenant general Hu Lian is Li Zaidao's absolute confidant. If he is made the commander-in-chief of the front line, then Li Zaidao's strength in the military will be gained again. rapid expansion.
Before his departure three years ago, Du Shaoqing warned with rare bluntness at the presidential residence: General Li Zaidao, his teacher at the First Military Academy, was not a real soldier at all.
President Pabble frowned deeply, his thick black eyebrows seemed to be overwhelmed with exhaustion, and said, "Don't record the following words, I just want to chat with you."
Director Brin closed the notepad according to the words, and stopped the data collection work in the general office at the same time.
President Pabble walked to the window, picked up the cup of coffee that had already been cold, took a sip, and said, "Tai Zhiyuan said that secret operations for a long time often make people forget the original purpose. In fact, I have always believed in it. This sentence, and I am very worried that the companions of the year will forget the original purpose, but due to the difficulty of this business, we must not hesitate to put aside this feeling of doubt, and we must trust each other."
Director Brin looked at his back, and from General Du Shaoqing's return to the words at the moment, he was very keenly aware of Mr. President's mood at the moment, and the cold sweat instantly wet his back, how dare he answer.
"The Seven Great Masters have planted so many eyeliners in government departments at all levels and bought off countless officials. In addition to using secret investigations to purge them, they used strict political demands to force them to cut off their relationship with those financial masters. What else can the government do?"
President Pabble turned around, with a self-deprecating smile on his thick lips: "Tai Zhiyuan may have never thought that the reason why the government relies on secret operations to maintain its rule is precisely because his family and those old people are trying to shake things up. The rule of the government, and the government simply cannot stop them with laws and ordinary procedures.”
"Including those demonstrators on the streets of South Carolina, and even most of the government officials, how many people really understand what I'm doing? Am I not fighting for them?"
It was cold and windy outside the window, and President Pabble was looming with frost and exhaustion between his brows.
Fourteen all-black high-end bulletproof sedans formed an arrogant convoy. They passed the No. 2 Expressway and slowly drove into the cold wind-ravaged Capital Special Administrative Region. The reason why it makes people feel arrogant is because it seems that these high-end bullet-proof cars should only be qualified for government bigwigs, but all of them have private license plates of Southern Branch.
Under the curious and shocked gazes of the people on the street, under the vigilant monitoring of the FBI, and under the clearing or surveillance of several police cars, the black motorcade silently crossed half of the city and drove into the extremely beautiful forest.
In the past, the forest garden, which was crowded with customers but was noble and quiet, is now even more lonely.
There were icy little raindrops floating in the sky, and as soon as the heavy car door opened, a wide black umbrella canopy bloomed, isolating the raindrops, and then exactly followed the person under the umbrella.
Lin Banshan took advantage of the gloomy sky to look at the thin newspaper in his hand, and walked forward on his own. Or the words of Bob's editor-in-chief in the newspaper that caught his attention more.
Walking into the lobby of Linyuan, his subordinates took off his coat, which was stained with some rain flowers. Lin Banshan walked in and stopped by the mahogany desk in a flowing corridor. He didn't even glance at the official opposite. He sat down with an expression on his face, poured a glass of rice wine and took a sip slowly.
"After all, we are also acquaintances. The business in Bermuda has been taken care of by you for many years. Don't you even want to say hello now?"
The official has gray hair on his temples and deep wrinkles on his forehead. He looks quite old, but he is the youngest national security adviser in federal history.
Facing the top five big men in the federal government, Lin Banshan's expression still showed no signs of loosening. He put down the wine glass and began to try to flatten the wrinkled newspaper on the mahogany case. It looked like he was preparing. Keep reading the newspaper.
The National Security Advisor frowned slightly, suppressing his displeasure, and said: "Mr. Banshan, there are definitely no more than three people in this federation that can make me wait for so long. In this sincerity, should you show more respect?"
Hearing this sentence, Lin Banshan raised his brows slightly, and there was a hint of mockery in his deep eye sockets like jagged rocks, and said, "Going to meet you outside the forest garden? I have greeted someone outside the forest garden in my life. , that person's name is Li Pifu, do you confirm that you have this qualification?"
The wrinkle on the forehead of the National Security Advisor deepened. The anger caused by the arrogance of the other party gradually faded after hearing the name of the military god. After a moment of silence, he looked at Lin Banshan and said very seriously: "Bermuda is not Okay? Why do you have to come back at this time? It makes a lot of people nervous."
"This is the Federation, this is my hometown, I need your consent to come back?"
Lin Banshan looked at him coldly and said, "Or does the government want to review us returnees from Bermuda? If Cui Judong dares to say a word, I will accept the account."
Hearing Cui Judong's name, the National Security Advisor subconsciously picked up the weak tea in front of him, but did not drink it. The upper echelons of the government are well aware of the complicated relationship between Lin Banshan and the Charter Bureau, especially the former director, and even this person was once one of the candidates for the Charter Bureau director. Since the current Charter Bureau director Cui Judong does not dare to act lightly, then Naturally, this road of the government is also closed.
After thinking for a moment, the national security adviser looked at him and said calmly: "The government understands why you came back, but what we don't understand is that you have already defected from your home, why are you now showing great concern, and you should be very clear that the government Why haven't you done anything to the Lin family?"
"It seems that you really don't know people like us very well."
Lin Banshan leaned back slightly, looked down at him indifferently, and said, "Probably only the prince can understand, we really hate those dead manors, and those who have half entered the loess, but still like to play behind the curtain. The old man of the creator character."
His voice suddenly became tough, staring into the eyes of the national security adviser and said with a cold voice: "But you must understand that this is our home, and even if it is to be destroyed, it can only be destroyed by our own hands. It's not up to you guys."
The national security adviser looked at him like a madman, and was about to say something, but was forced to swallow all the words with a swipe from Lin Banshan.
Lin Banshan said sarcastically: "A person like President Pabble, no matter what kind of filthy things he does, will always only say sadly that no one understands my good intentions, I am for your own good, Why don't you understand? But the question is, who the fuck wants you to be nice to me?"
"Tiffens can suddenly turn their faces into resentful women. It's really ridiculous to be used to being a mother. However, I have a mother, and the people on the streets of South Carolina have their mothers, and the federal people have their mothers. Black shoe polish mom."
"I don't like this president, and that's the main reason why I came back. People who are far away from the official residence pay attention to their unrestrained and unrestrained spirit. Like this kind of hypocrite, if you see one, you must destroy one."
Lin Banshan gave a free and easy smile and said, "Otherwise, you will not be able to be happy."
Hearing this sentence, the national security adviser was silent for a long time, then smiled with a complicated expression, and said, "I understand what you mean, but in the end I hope you can also understand that although you are the local emperor of Bermuda, in The bottom of the society has some desperate rogue support, but this is the Federation, and it is a stupid idea to fight the government with these things."
After Lin Banshan expressed his attitude, he directly picked up the newspaper and began to read the article edited by Bob for the fourth time. After the big government figure left Xiao Suo, Lin Yuan began to serve his master. Just as the cups and plates were being handed over, on a certain planet in Bermuda, the property belonging to the national security adviser was instantly vanished.
Outside the window, the white mountain was still the same, and the wind was bitter and raining. At this moment, a huge glass flower suddenly appeared on the large and clear floor-to-ceiling glass window, shattered like a spider web, and then spread!
Then the dull crashing sound of the sniper rifle bullet rang out.
Lin Banshan looked back at the miserable glass flowers on the floor-to-ceiling window, shook his head expressionlessly, then continued to read the newspaper calmly, the hand holding the newspaper did not tremble at all.
After the surrounding waiters were a little flustered, they immediately regained their calm and continued to serve dishes like running water. Their determination was just like the seemingly ordinary but indestructible floor-to-ceiling windows around the garden.
It is not a funny joke to end someone's life with a bullet. You must know that this man with steep shoulders is not just an underworld giant spanning two star fields.
He is Lin Banshan.
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〖Note: Today's Master Schiller, the first is Lu Xun, the second is Hobbes, I copied them all on the Internet. 〗