C312 flower protest

"Sadly, there are some people who want to blind people, deafen their ears, and seal their voices. Facing such atrocities, I have no more strength to get angry. All that's left is regret, regret for the entire population of Europe!"

Xiao Letian's speech was awe-inspiring and deafening to the ears of the reporters. When these words appeared in the newspapers of Europe, the anger of the masses was finally ignited.

Yes, what was the newspaper? The dictator and monarchs have controlled knowledge and information for thousands of years, and they are relying on the control of information to fool the people. If a person is unable to access all kinds of information and knowledge from the outside world for the rest of his life, then he can only be a lowly ruler.

The people can make it so that it cannot be made known. China's thousands of years of domination had long condensed this thought into ten words, each of which was a steel wire used to suppress the hearts of the people.

It was a victory for the common people that the news media, represented by newspapers, could rise to the top and become a legal publication. Not to mention that the government controlled the newspapers in the early days, but it was already a great victory for newspapers to appear.

The newspaper was the eyes, ears, and even the throat of the people. It was because of these few thin pages that the world in the eyes of the people became colorful. People sitting in their homes could know what was happening hundreds of miles away, thousands of kilometers away, or even across the globe.

The masses had never received such simple information. The fact that civilians could sit at home and talk about the world's situation like politicians was unthinkable in the Middle Ages.

But now, a despicable criminal had thrown his black hand at the eyes, ears, and tongues of the people, and the public condemned the public for openly declaring war on them.

"Xiao Letian is right, the newspaper is our eyes, eyes and throat. Let's not pretend to be blind anymore, we don't want to return to the dark Middle Ages. I don't care what kind of reasoning these people have, threatening the newspaper is a serious crime …"

"Shameless, truly shameless. This is the fall of human civilization. How did the France breed such a monster? The result of the great revolution all those years ago actually fell to this extent …"

There was a limit to the patience of the citizens. As long as they did not harm their interests in the face of injustice, they would at most reprimand them angrily. However, when they realized that their interests had been harmed, they would immediately turn into angry lions.

Xiao Letian was such a person, who turned a threatening attack on him into a social crisis successfully. Under his glib tongue, the identity of the victim was quietly transferred from him to the entire European people.

Needless to say, the people of Europe who had opened their minds only knew this much. With Xiao Letian's encouragement, everyone automatically treated themselves as their victims.

"Despicable politicians, we won't say anything about you bullying those eastern people. In any case, we're here to watch the show, but now that you've harmed our interests, you can forget about doing anything good …"

Under the spread of this thought, even Xiao Letian did not expect that a legendary event that would shake the whole of Europe and end up in the history books would actually happen without any organization.

Thames reported that the windows of the newspaper headquarters had already been repaired, but the new glass was always slightly different from the old ones around, which made it obvious that it was a new window.

The doorman of the newspaper was sitting on a chair, gently rubbing his ankle. When the terrorists attacked the newspaper that day, he had twisted his foot to avoid the carriage.

Looking at the London police patrolling around the newspaper, the old gatekeeper kept muttering to himself, "What have you been doing? If he had raised his safety level earlier, this wouldn't have happened … Isn't this just like a thief closing the door!? "

At this moment, a young and beautiful lady suddenly walked down the street. She held a white tulip in her hand. When she reached the front door of the newspaper, she stopped and stared blankly at the new window for a long time without saying anything.

"Mister... "Is that the place where the mob attacked?" When the beautiful young lady received an affirmative answer, she actually went to the window, placed the flower on the windowsill, and gave a thumbs-up to the busy editors in the room.

"I will always support you!" The girl shouted through the glass, her smile wincing.

The editors in the room stared blankly. The angelic smile dispersed the London fog like a ray of sunlight, lighting up the entire room.

Everything they had done had been worth it. The fatigue from working overtime had all disappeared. Being able to receive such a high regard from the readers was an unparalleled glory for a journalist.

At this point, the editor suddenly had an idea and shouted, "Who's outside, stop this lady, we're going to interview... "Get the camera ready. This flower will be on the headlines tomorrow..."

People moved when they heard the news. When they pushed open the newspaper's door, the scene outside the door within a few minutes had completely changed and shocked everyone.

It wasn't just a single person who sent flowers over. In just a short period of time, there were already more than 12 flowers on the windowsill. Every single person who put down a flower would give a thumbs up to the window, silently supporting them.

All of the editors present had tears in their eyes. They never thought that this attack would cause their reputation to rise so much.

People would always listen to the crowd. After a person gave an example, the people behind them would group together to emulate his example. In any case, the mood of the people was very sensitive.

The news spread quickly, and in less than three hours, there were more than a hundred flowers in Thames reporting to headquarters. People stopped here to give their encouragement.

Journalists would never let a single opportunity slip by, not to mention this was a hype aimed at their own reputation. The latest issue of the evening, with the addition of its number, was already being published.

The actions of a beautiful young miss were quickly fermented by the media. That night, many families took advantage of the darkness of the night to go to Thames's registration headquarters to personally send their blessings to them. The serious newspaper quickly turned into a sea of fresh flowers.

May is the beginning of summer is the season of flowers, roses, rose, tulips, begonias... Flowers of various colors converged into a sea of flowers, making people's eyes light up.

"The Prime Minister from the East is quite right. What is the newspaper? Newspapers are the eyes, the ears, the tongues of the people, and now there are despicable criminals who try to blind us, to deafen us, to close our throats... We will never allow the wicked to do evil without saying a word … "

"We have neither power nor violence, but we can use our love and warmth to warm the world. We have to let the whole Europe know where the hearts of the people are, and where the justice lies!"

The cheers of countless of people were published in the newspapers, this flower protest that started from the Thames River quickly engulfed the entire Europe.

When they saw the Londoner's actions from the newspapers, countless of large cities began to follow suit. All the newspapers that were subjected to violent attacks welcomed a sea of flowers.

Fa'o became everyone's imaginary enemy in this massive flower protest. Although none of the newspapers accused them, they could not resist the constant insinuations. Their reputations immediately fell to the freezing point.

Facing such a large-scale public protest, the Austria could still hold on. After all, the conflict between them and the Chinese was just a bit of a mockery at the royal ball. On the other hand, France was not the case. They were truly at war with the Chinese. The hatred between them could not be resolved, and they were the ones to be blamed the most.

Following the continuous expansion of the flower protest, the masterminds behind the attacks on the newspapers gradually lost their patience. On the fourth day of the protest, they made their move once again.

Thames reported that someone spilled kerosene on the sea of flowers in the middle of the night. These thugs actually lit a blessing given by the citizens in front of the police, causing thick smoke to billow into the sky.

Not only that, they even dared to resist arrest. When the London police tried to arrest the criminals, a gunfight broke out. The citizens of London never imagined that the criminals would be this crazy. They and the police would be shooting at each other in an alleyway that was like a spider web. The sound of the gunfire almost woke up the citizens of half the city.

Countless citizens blew out their candles and looked out of the windows in fear. From afar, police cars rushed over one after another. Squadron after squadron of police officers ran over, and the sound of leather boots could be heard everywhere on the street.

The mob's ferocity was underestimated, with only four people starting the fire. However, when the shootout began, the London police discovered that there were reinforcements. They even made several ambushes in the alleyway.

The police who had rushed into the alley were swept down by the rain of bullets. The continuous sounds of gunfire caused them to be pushed back again. Just this one attack had caused seven deaths and seven injuries to the police.

The blood of his comrades infuriated the London police. Not long after, the figures of armed mounted police appeared on the streets, their horses' hooves stamping on the stone roads as they charged towards attacker.

"Accelerate! This is a group of well-trained thugs. Their marksmanship might even surpass that of a godly archer in the army!" "Maintain a repressive posture and don't rush to attack. Increase reinforcements to block them. Don't let a single one escape …"

"Quick, quick, quick. The thugs are attempting to break out of the encirclement in the direction of the Thames River. Request for reinforcements from the Navy.

Just as the group of police officers was frantically trying to stop the group of thugs, three explosions sounded out in the alleyway, causing a huge crack in the police blockade. Soon after, dozens of figures rushed out from the alleyway, straight towards the flowing Thames River.

Under the stares of countless policemen and citizens, these fierce thugs jumped into the pitch-black river and disappeared without a trace of hesitation. The policemen who were there were so angry that they threw their hats away.

"Seal off the river, search for me …" For God's sake, if this case is not solved, we'll all resign! "