On the 9th, the activities on the street began smoothly, and the teachers and students were synchronized with the general public. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Present in the historical event, star fruit felt an inexplicable impulse. The classmates held placards and shouted slogans, and she couldn't help but open her mouth.

Overall, the activities were still very orderly, and star fruit was very worried that these excited students would cause adrenaline to run out of control in this excited environment. The anti-Japanese activities of later generations were in a bad situation, and it seems that some bad things will happen this time as well.

The police are keeping order in the streets, and they can't interfere with the anger of the masses, and they are just as angry about the atrocities in the United States.

At a glance, Carambola saw her brother and classmates chanting slogans "Down with US imperialism" and "Give me back my human rights and respect the territory". I really can't imagine that he, a person who works closely with American businessmen, will also shout these left can no longer be left at this moment.

Of course, the slogan is just shouted, and after everyone shouts, the anger is gone, and then what to do.

But there will always be people fishing in troubled waters for such activities, which is that the company refused to allow workers to stop production and take to the streets, and it would not be good if something happened.

But at a junction, the last thing star fruit wants to face happens.

"Brother! Look there, what's going on over there? Star fruit pointed to a large group of people on the side.

The actions of these people aroused Daming's alarm, and many people in the street were also moving closer to that side.

Out of nowhere, a voice came: "Down with this American lackey, overturn his car!" As a result, some young people who were in a state of excitement rushed up.

The young men's actions aroused the curiosity of the students, and some of them broke away from the group in the spirit of onlookers. It was the age of the blood and qi Fanggang, and the star fruit was very worried that her classmates would not be able to suppress the adrenaline, so she could only pull her brother's arm desperately and ask him not to be impulsive.

As for what happened over there, star fruit can basically be guessed.

Someone once joked that in these chaotic demonstrations, some people would smash and burn other people's cars in protest, but not their own. Others will deliberately fan the flames and provoke the masses to fight the masses, fish in troubled waters in chaos, or be thieves.

And now the students who have left the team are facing a similar situation.

He Weili, a middle-aged supplier of building materials, knew about the bombing of the American embassy but unfortunately drove out on the street on 9 May.

Some people stared at his car logo and directly listed it as the object of struggle. A large crowd gathered around, and his impatient honking of the horn attracted the attention of even more people.

"This one is driving an American car! Smash him! Down with this traitor! A young man shouted, and the crowd felt like they had been beaten with blood.

Faced with such a scene, He Weili was directly blinded, and he saw several people smashing his car window with bricks again. It might be best to stay in the car at this time, but he was very unwise to open the car door and reason with these young people.

As soon as he opened the car door, he was pulled out, and he kicked himself with his foot from nowhere.

Carambola stopped her brother and some of the students, and some of them got out of control. Hao Ren was shouting calm, his words were drowned out in a lot of roars, and the team was in chaos all of a sudden.

"It's this traitor, supporting the Americans, smashing his car and overthrowing it!"

"Everyone, you can't let this person go!"

The scene in front of him He Weili only felt inexplicable, so after being slapped inexplicably, he began to argue with reason. Of course, he had to resist when he was beaten, but he just pushed these people, but for some reason he drove an American car and became the target of a group attack.

"What's wrong with driving an American car? I bought it, I paid my taxes, and I drove it for granted! He argued for a bah.

As a result, a person's words aroused unanimous praise from the do-gooders. "You bought an American car today, and tomorrow it will be a bullet into the body of a fellow citizen. You buy an American car, and the Americans have the money to build a bomb! ”

Carambola didn't expect that Zhuang Wu had blended into that group of people at this moment, especially the "car and bullet theory" was also heard.

He Weili's justification was futile at the moment, his resistance was strongly counterattacked by the crowd, and Zhuang Wu was in this counterattacking crowd, 17-year-old he forgot the teacher's teaching before the event, and he really did something radical with a slap on his head.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Hao Ren, the head teacher, and the other teachers wanted to blend in with the crowd and pull their own students out, but the crowd was too thick to squeeze in.

"Brother, you hold me, I want to see what's going on there!" Star fruit shouted loudly.

Da Ming understood, and immediately squatted down and let his sister ride on his neck. Riding on his neck, the star fruit can be seen through the crowd and what is happening there.

"Hey, what the hell is going on over there, how do I mention the neat slogan?"

"They're actually overturning." Star fruit said in surprise. And with a keen eye, she also saw several familiar figures, "WTF! That Zhuang Wu is really crazy! ”

What exactly is Zhuang Wu doing? Hit!

Some shouted trumpets to overturn Mr. He's car, while others punched and kicked him as he curled up on the ground.

"It's still powerful, it's still resisting, you traitor!" Zhuang Wu cursed in his mouth, and he and the few people led by him had been carried away by impulse. Of course, there are also wise people who want to pull these apart but have no success at all, but are fisted in the chaos.

Cursing and crying, the scene was chaotic, and the police were not able to rush over because of the thick crowd. In the end, they threw a tear gas canister before the crowd began to evacuate. Then the sirens sounded, and the teachers of Middle School A tried to gather the students who were running away as much as possible, after all, some of the students who broke away from the group were wearing uniform camouflage.

At this time, the principal only felt the seriousness of the situation, and he ordered all the teachers and students to take care of themselves, and no one was allowed to leave the team obediently sitting on the ground.

Da Ming put his sister down and put his arms around her to look at the mess not far away.

The beaters were held down by the police and then handcuffed, and the two could see that there were three people in camouflage uniforms, who were not their own classmates, and one of them was Zhuang Wu.

"This guy has a big deal, a big deal. He doesn't want to go to university anymore! Star fruit cursed in an atmospheric manner.

Some of the girls in the class were frightened, and some were worried about the few classmates and alumni who were being held down. Some people are talking, others are crying. Perhaps this activity was a mistake in the first place, and the strong-blooded students were too easy to get out of control.

At this moment, He Weili had been beaten and covered in blood, and the police gathered and arrested eleven troublemakers, all of whom were handcuffed.

In line with the relationship between classmates, seeing Zhuang Wu being held down like this, Da Ming felt uncomfortable.

"Alas, brother, what are you going to do when you stand up?" Star fruit said in surprise.

"I'll go see Zhuang Wu, the police won't do anything to me."

The principal and others asked the students to sit down, but they didn't expect that some people would be bold. Da Ming just stood up and walked towards the people's protector, what he was going to do The teachers were very worried. Hao Ren hurriedly walked to the carambola's seat and asked. "He wants to see Zhuang Wu, it's okay, he won't be impulsive."

The police also noticed the young man who was coming over, and several policemen tried to stop them but were stopped by the officer in charge.

"I know this kid, you let him go." The person who said this was Director Wu, who handled the incident of opening a restaurant fight back then.

Da Ming saw the current situation of these beaters, and they were held down on the ground one by one, Zhuang Wu also woke up from the anger just now, and even was very confused about his current situation.

After getting permission, Da Ming squatted proudly beside him, but in just ten minutes, the two of them got along in such a situation, and no one expected it.

"I'll just say why are you so familiar, it turned out to be you." Director Wu said.

Da Ming really didn't have time to talk to him for a long time, and pointed to the few people who were pressed and said, "They are my alumni and classmates, what will happen to them?" ”

"What else can I do, hit someone, look at the injured like that. I'll send it to the bureau later. ”

Da Ming saw the injured He Weili, he didn't know this person, he saw that he was wearing a well-dressed dress, presumably he was either rich or expensive. The car had been overturned at the moment, broken glass and other debris were scattered all over the ground, and there were still some blood stains on the ground.

The injured were being supported by the police, and soon an ambulance arrived, and all the attackers were escorted into the police car.

The activity came to an abrupt end, and the principal was pressured to let everyone go back to school in an orderly manner.