Chapter 661

New territories.

suburb.

A factory building, opposite.

"Fang Keming", a senior inspector of the flying tiger team, stood in front of the window with a sniper gun, moved the perspective, and finally found the target through the factory window

In the sight, the Red Cross scale locks the target's chest

He breathed slowly and calmly and said, "report to Chen Sir and lock the target!"

"Group B is ready!"

"Group C is ready!"

Chen Jiaju carries a shotgun, a bulletproof helmet and a bulletproof vest.

He made a gesture: "go!"

"Bang!" A police officer kicked open the factory door, shulala. Chen Jiaju raised his shotgun, squatted half and walked forward alternately with his legs. With a very standard offensive posture, he personally led a group of police officers of the criminal department to make a positive breakthrough.

"Dada dada." The factory building was ablaze with fire, bullets flew, and became a violent battlefield.

Three members of unit 701, the leader of unit 701, "Xiong Ju", raised their weapons and immediately launched a counterattack with the help of the terrain.

"Boom! Boom! " The continuous explosions in the plant sounded, and the first to detonate the war!

Peninsula Hotel.

With her dignified clothes and beautiful makeup, she walked among the crowd with several senior executives of Shixing group.

She was holding a glass of wine, speaking appropriately and taking care of a group of Chinese who took the lead in falling to the Zhuang family, but turned a blind eye to the swing and resistance on the other side.

At the moment, Mr. Zhuang has not appeared!

This caused some swing factions participating in the reception to be upset. I don't know why Zhuang Shikai is looking for them. Is it really hanging out to see the scenery? The dance floor in the hotel hall has been opened, and the charity auction has been opened in the other corner.

The activities of the public reception are well arranged, but most of the people who come to the reception don't want to focus on "entertainment" and still pay close attention to the dynamics of Master Zhuang.

They know that Lord Zhuang must have something to say, otherwise they can't make such a big show! Therefore, the number of people on the scene not only did not decrease, but also gradually became more and more.

Some Chinese, ghost politicians, some folk teachers and educators have heard the news one after another. They either take the initiative or are invited to come to the peninsula hotel to participate in the reception.

Anyone can come to this public reception!

The hall was full of three or four hundred people

At this time, the light of the reception went out, and Zizi was on the main stage. A projector turned and projected onto the large screen. The reception site suddenly fell into silence and began to play an expansion film

Hundreds of people wear suits, dresses and champagne.

They have different races, positions and looks, but they all turn their heads and look at the projection screen.

Black and white photos.

Curtain rotation.

"In 1842, when the first Opium War failed, the decadent Qing Dynasty signed the Nanjing Treaty, ceding Hong Kong Island to the British Empire."

"In 1860, the Qing Dynasty defeated the British and French allied forces again, signed the Beijing treaty in disgrace and ceded the southern part of the Kowloon Peninsula."

"In 1898, the British side leased more than 200 outlying islands in the northern part of the Kowloon Peninsula, the new territories and the adjacent areas, except jiulongzhai City, for a period of 99 years by signing the special article on the expansion of the boundary of Hong Kong and a series of other lease treaties with the Qing government."

"At this point, the Chinese began to live in Hong Kong for a hundred years..."

In the photos, there are bony, dead faced Chinese, silhouettes of broken walls and bombed buildings.

And this is not a movie!

It is a true portrayal of the century of Hong Kong Island and the century of Chinese

The people at the scene began to fall silent. The ghost guys had different expressions. Many Chinese people quietly put down their wine glasses and their eyes were full of tears.

"Dada, dada." Yuan Haoyun was excited. He held a gun in both hands, pulled the trigger again and again, shot a line of fire and killed a member of 701 army.

According to the investigation of the intelligence section, since the 701 troops were scattered and did not gather in one place, 12 action teams received tasks and acted separately.

Yuan Haoyun led a team member to take the lead and enter the target warehouse.

"Bang bang!" In this abandoned steel warehouse, a female killer wearing leather clothes and masks grabbed a hemp rope hanging from the top with one hand, flew out with a gun from the third floor of the warehouse, aimed at the police downstairs and pulled the trigger.

"Dang Dang!" The bullet hit the steel embryo, the cargo box, and several police officers were shot and fell to the ground.

After yuan Haoyun rolled two on the spot and hid in the bunker, he said anxiously with a gun in his hands: "you TM, go to death!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! " Two flying tiger teams with ropes kicked through the windows, threw into the warehouse, and shot quickly with submachine guns: "dada."

"Bang!" Ruolan, a beautiful member of the 701 army, loosened her hands and fell to the ground. Her body had been sieved.

Don't hang if you can swing! You can swing alone than a group of people? Yuan Haoyun has support!

"Cut." Zhou Xingxing tied a lock around his waist and echoed in mid air, holding a rope with one hand and a gun with one hand.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and disdained to sneer.

Peninsula Hotel, hall screen, hundreds of guests standing under the stage.

They looked at the historical photos flashed on the screen, some were sad and angry, some were angry, some laughed, and some had low self-esteem

"The Chinese on Hong Kong Island have been able to eat, clothe and clothe, which continues to this day."

"It is not the pity of the British Empire, but the sweat, blood and hard work of every generation of Chinese and every compatriot."

"Now the British Hong Kong government is about to carry out the education reform action before the reunification. What should be changed? Not for more advanced science and more valuable knowledge, but to change the most precious spirit of our Chinese! The most alarming history! "

Finally.

Start with the text on the screen.

The Chinese people in the meeting held their breath.

Here comes the meat show!

Lord Zhuang is about to appear. He can see clearly whether it is a win-over, a threat or a inducement.

Not every Chinese can be vigilant when reviewing the humiliating history of the nation! Full of blood! Some people became weak and began to deny national pride and worship the superiority of foreigners. Some people had yellow skin and white heart and wanted to be reborn as ghost guys.

"Bang!" At this time, before the ghost guys spoke, a young Chinese smashed the wine glass in his hand and shouted, "if you lose, you lose. Foreign education is superior. Why can't you support reform?"

At this time, everyone at the scene turned to look at him.

He also seemed to enjoy the attention of the people and said with emotion: "now the reform, our educational superiority will be stronger than that of the mainland. Even if we return after 1997, our children and grandchildren will be better than those in the mainland!"

"You should think for your own benefit."

The ghost guys looked at him with appreciation, while a small group of Chinese bureaucrats fell into thinking. Many educators moved their mouths, influenced by the limitations of their vision, and they didn't know how to refute it from an angle.

At the moment, the public reception is an open academic battlefield. Since Zhuang Shikai dares to sign the word "public" and wants to maximize his influence on the educational community, it is necessary to accept the "ghost guys" to seize this battlefield.

This young man who speaks loudly may be an elite sent by the ghost guy or a representative of the resistance faction. In short, he has the right to speak, and his theory has support.

At this time, the security guards on the first floor of the peninsula hotel were all replaced by the police officers of the security department, which can be described as a real "security guard"! Seeing that the situation was wrong, an inspector of the security department immediately held the headset and asked the officer in a low voice: "Zhuo sir, do you want to take people away?"

Several security officers exchanged eyes and were ready to do something.

Zhuo Jingquan stood in front of a table with a wine glass, knocked pistachios and said, "don't make trouble, let him say!"

How do you play when you drive people away?

Is there any credibility?

Zhuo Jingquan threw away the two shells in his hand, looked natural and unrestrained, and said, "wait for a good play."

“yes，sir。” Several police officers returned, put their hands on their abdomen and continued to perform security tasks

At this time, a man wearing a black suit, a straight tie and a neat hairstyle stepped onto the stage!

I saw him pushing a wheelchair with bright eyes and shouting to the crowd: "crazy line!"

"The mainland reform and opening up, vigorously develop the economy, one billion people for Asia's first, is not only the largest market, but also the largest power!"

"Hong Kong Island has a population of one million and its area is limited. What do you compare it to?"

Zhuang Shikai pushed Mr. Feng onto the high platform, looked back at the people under the stage, and said loudly: "the educational reform plan formulated by the British side is to exterminate the Chinese culture and castrate the Chinese spirit!"

"Let the Chinese on Hong Kong Island go against the mainland!"

"At that time, the mainland will be the mainstream of the future. Will you fight the future? Hehe, your poor sense of superiority will only become a sad joke... "

"You The young man stood under the stage, raised his hand and pointed to Zhuang Shikai. His face was purple for a while. He wanted to speak, but Zhuang Shikai said: "strengthen Chinese culture and embrace the mainland market! It will be more beneficial to the development of Hong Kong Island! Everything else is to take Hong Kong Island to a fork in the road! "

But no one is watching Zhuang Shikai now.

More guests under the stage focused on the gentleman in the wheelchair.

An old woman with a white suit on her upper body, blankets on her legs and a straight waist sat in a chair and looked kindly at the people.

"Mr. Feng."

"Mr. Feng."

"It's Mr. Feng..."

The old woman's aging face and snow-white skin are piled with folds when she smiles, which can't hide the traces of years. But many of the Chinese bureaucrats of the Education Bureau and even some ghost politicians recognize who it is and say Mr. with an excited expression.

She's back!

Come back with the character of Hong Kong Island!

The young man under the stage pursed his mouth and was unwilling to say it again, but stopped by a man next to him: "stop! There's no place for you to talk in front of Mr. Feng! "

The middle-aged director next to him showed ferocious eyes. The young man was warned and shut up immediately, but he secretly said, "who is Mr. Feng?"

Zhuang Shikai straightened Mr. Feng's wheelchair and stood behind him as a disciple. Mr. Feng put his hands on the blanket on his knees and said gently, "I heard that someone wants to cut off our seeds and destroy our souls. I have to come back."