The old man's words made the people around him fall into deep thought, and the mighty procession stopped at the gate of Aleppo No. 1 Primary School.

Now who doesn't know the existence of a group of Chinese in Salem, and it is this group of Chinese who saved all the suffering Middle Easterners, not only helped themselves to re-establish their own country, but also led this country directly into the world nuclear weapons club, and even built a set of industrial system in a short period of time.

In contrast, what has the United States, which once proclaimed its civil rights and rejuvenated itself, done? It is nothing more than tearing its face again and again, opening the country by force, and exchanging guns for its own oil resources. And Russia, on the other hand, is only aiding for its own selfish desires. Only the group of Chinese people in front of them, although they bear the name of a company called Hurricane, are really helping themselves.

"They are assimilating the nation! Suddenly, a man in the crowd shouted.

The man's voice quickly stirred people's hearts, and people looked at this man one after another, and when they saw that so many people were paying attention, this man seemed to be inspired by something and continued to shout: "Didn't they build schools so that our descendants could learn their culture? This is the same as the German fascist occupation of France, which is a continuation of fascism!"

A thin man seemed to suddenly realize that he said: "Yes! In the future, our descendants will only speak Huaxia, and at that time we will not be second-class citizens of Huaxia?"

"Is this true, Great Lord?" said another, older man, worriedly.

The crowd was quickly stirred up by this statement, and there was a constant buzz of discussion, and from time to time someone shouted in agreement.

"Cultural Invasion!

"Let one let go!" On the street, police cars drove over, and the crowd of people marching was not moved at all, blocking the front of the police car, as if they wanted to use their bodies to fight against the police car.

The first batch of policemen to arrive were isolated in the outermost layer, and they could only get out of the armored car and use their bodies to squeeze hard into the crowd.

Du Feng, who came with Besenia on a motorcycle, rushed to the gate of the first elementary school very quickly.

When he arrived, the out-of-control crowd had almost lost their minds, and the agitated crowd finally stopped obeying the orders of the old man in charge, and began to shake towards the gate, iron tongs, branches, hoes, whatever could be used, they held them in their hands and beckoned to the gate.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Bah!" The iron gate began to become shaky in a few crashes, and at this time, the first wave of policemen who arrived had already erected the city wall, holding blast shields to isolate the crowd from the first elementary school, but this small group of people seemed too small in the crowd of people, and was pushed to pieces by the crowd in an instant.

"These people are all lackeys of the Chinese people, let's not let them go, they are the gap!"

A man shouted loudly in the crowd, but he didn't know that at this time, at a height of thousands of meters, a drone in a cloud quietly photographed him, and then the drone kept taking one photo after another, without exception, they were the leaders who provoked public opinion.

The police barely bent down in front of the fence gate with blast shields to stand their feet, and the crowd that was stirred up was unceremonious, with the people in front continuing to beat with tools, while the people in the back grabbed the sand on the ground and threw it at the fence gate.

"This girl!" Du Feng sat behind Besenia, with the roar of the motorcycle, he had already seen the girl in a white dress behind the door, this was Yang Ziman's gaze that he hadn't seen for a few days. He really didn't expect that this unruly girl would be here, and the Chinese woman he was talking about was probably talking about her.

At this time, she desperately protected a few children behind her, and those children were obviously frightened by the scene in front of them, trembling and unable to move at all.

The sand was thrown on Yang Ziman's body, and it was mixed with stones, hitting her head, her exquisite face was cut through a small hole, and her perfect long hair was also covered with dust. This is simply unimaginable for a rich girl who grew up in the East China Sea, the most prosperous city in China.

Besenia stopped the motorcycle, rubbed his body back and said: "Unexpectedly, your female fan is really individual, she can hide in the teaching building, but she wants to accompany those children here." ”

Du Feng shook his head and said, "This girl actually ran here, and I really forgot about her in the past two days." ”

As the two were exchanging, the crowd of marchers became even more angry, shouting: "The Republic of Salem is a completely autonomous democracy, and we cannot afford to fall into any country."

The clods of soil continued to smash on the guardrail, the jingling sound of the stones was endless, and the stones that passed through the guardrail also fell accurately around Yang Ziman, where he still insisted, protecting the children behind him, without moving half a step.

Seeing this scene, Besenia said faintly, "Won't Kaede go over and help?"

Du Feng was not a hard-hearted person, nodded and walked towards the crowd, only to see him move very quickly in the crowd, like a loach, dodging the crowd, and his strange footwork made him quickly come to the iron fence door.

Pressed his hand on an explosion-proof shield, one turned over and turned over the fence gate.

"Ah!" Seeing someone coming, Yang Ziman said that she was not afraid that it was fake, she lowered her head and even closed her eyes and did not dare to look at the person who came over.

"Very brave!" Du Feng walked up to Yang Ziman, opened an umbrella and said.

"Bang!" the stone hit the umbrella, making a dull sound, it was a bit like a rainy day, and the raindrops fell on the canvas.

"Du Feng?" Yang Ziman raised his head with red eyes and said incredulously. At this moment, she was a little stunned, she didn't know how long it had been since she had seen Du Feng, and she didn't know how much she was looking forward to meeting him.

Du Feng nodded, handed Yang Ziman a wet towel and said softly: "Very brave, but remembering your safety next time is the most important thing." ”

"Me!" Yang Ziman finally couldn't help it, buried his head in Du Feng's chest and cried.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Du Feng said comfortingly.

But the more comforted he was, the more Yang Ziman cried harder, and he looked like he was out of control, which made Du Feng a little embarrassed.

"Di Di Di!" A series of sirens sounded outside, and a large convoy rushed over, except for two of these vehicles belonging to the government, the rest belonged to the armed police, and after Du Feng's dissuasion, Hassan gave up the strategy of using troops to suppress it, and instead used the entire Aleppo garrison at this time.

In such a tense moment, even the marching crowd flinched a little.

"These people are all traitors to ***, they are all infidels!" suddenly someone shouted in the crowd.

The crowd then shouted in unison, "Traitor!"

At this moment, a person stepped out of an off-road vehicle, and with his appearance, the crowd that was still shouting just now instantly fell silent.

People raised their eyes to look at this national hero, only to see him keep walking in, and the crowd took a step back as he walked, and his surroundings gradually became a vacuum. There is no doubt that Hassan in Aleppo has the greatest influence, otherwise he would not have been elected the first president of Salem with a million votes.