Chapter 205 is the country, incarnated as a demon

When you sing about wine, life is bitter, you don't speculate, you are annoyed when you look at it, you are a teacher for a day, and I am soft at the end of the day......

Well, just when Shen Ming dragged the night watchman to the point of not knowing what to do, the ayatollahs had already changed into a delicate long dress in the dressing room, put on a veil and a turban, and were ready to enter the meeting of the Aragonese expatriate.

Xiao Yi and Li Changxiu, who were the security, both brought special glasses, opened a video communication network, and directly transmitted the picture they saw to Shen Ming's glasses, so that he could understand the situation around Ayatollah thousands of miles away.

"Hey, hey, Shen Ming, are you watching? Something doesn't feel right about this meeting? Lee Chang-so, who had been keeping an eye on the guests in the venue, whispered in his headphones, "These guys didn't smile like attending a funeral, and some of them cried inexplicably while sitting there." Many of them carry packages that are either rotten eggs or rotten tomatoes, what the hell? ”

"If you don't have offensive weapons, let's take a look...... Presumably this meeting will be a little different from what we imagined, right? Shen Ming said softly while drinking.

"Silly apprentice, do you really think that the overseas Chinese of Aragon in the Celestial Empire are all merchants?" The night watchman beside him sneered, "The vast majority of those are political criminals who were persecuted by the Pakistani regime and went into exile, leaving their families behind to go to a strange country, just to escape the pursuit and torture of the Pakistani regime. They stand up for their beliefs, but they are seen as aliens and driven out of their homeland, and if the eyes and curses can kill, the princess you are guarding is dead. ”

"Why, when all the people gathered were people who hated her, she insisted on coming?" Shen Ming was confused?

"Don't watch a small movie alone, zoom in, I want to watch it too." THE NIGHT WATCHMAN WAS PLAYFUL, TOOK OUT AN IPADMINI AND PUT IT BESIDE HIM, AND ASKED SHEN MING TO CONNECT THE SIGNAL TO IT, WHAT A WEIRD MODE OF OPENING A COPY.

It didn't take long for Princess Ayatollah to walk into the venue from the side hall, and more than 200 people were squeezed into the venue of more than 100 people. These overseas Chinese of the Aragon Kingdom knew that there was such a meeting, and they all came from all over the Celestial Empire non-stop, and some even came from abroad.

They just wanted to catch a glimpse of the Bucky family, showing their anger to Princess Ayatollah along with the rotten eggs in the package.

"Good evening, everyone." Princess Ayatollah, who was holding the microphone, smiled before the beginning, and under the stands, an aunt had already stood up with tears in her eyes.

"Murderer..."A rotten egg roared by the aunt and threw it up, not hitting the ayatollah, but was blocked by Xiao Yi who rushed out.

"Are you alright?" Xiao Yi looked back with the yellow mucus on his face and said.

"What are you doing? Please do not stand between me and my people. The rescued ayatollah didn't appreciate it, and flashed Xiao Yi and stood in front of the stage, "Everyone, since I'm here, it's to hear your thoughts on the country and the current regime, whether it's good or bad, whether it's applause or rotten eggs, I'm willing to listen." ”

"Heaven damn demon..."

"A butcher who eats people and doesn't spit out bones..."

"The Executioner..."

"The murderer..."

"Give back my wife and children..."

The applause ayatollahs could not be heard, but the scolding was connected in the crowd. A large number of people stood up, pulled out various rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes and threw them into the stands.

The ayatollahs did not dodge, but spread their arms and held their heads high to feel the anger from the people.

In an instant, her beautiful long dress was filthy, and her scented carcass stinked. This is the whole opinion of the Pakistani regime, and the hatred that has been squeezed in their hearts for many years has finally found a place to vent, like a burst of embankment and a flash flood gushing out.

Suddenly, in the crowd, a fist-sized rock was thrown into the stands and smashed on the princess's head, knocking the weak girl to the ground.

"What are you doing? Li Changxiu couldn't bear to take out his pistol and aimed at the people who threw stones, it turned out to be a little boy who was only about ten years old, he was also holding a bigger stone in his hand, and his hideous face did not have the childishness of a child, only the anger and tears of a beast.

"Come on... Kill me... You executioners defending the Pakistani regime, shoot me like you killed my parents... I don't want to live anymore, my whole family has been killed by them, and there is nothing but hatred left—" the little boy roared.

The scene fell into a dead silence, and although the people stopped throwing things, no one was afraid of the muzzle of the gun in Li Changxiu's hand.

This group of displaced political refugees has long been hiding enough, afraid enough, and has no fear in the face of the anger that has consumed themselves.

"Put down the gun... Don't point a gun at my people..."Ayatollah roared at Li Changxiu, took the handkerchief handed by Xiao Yi and pressed the bleeding forehead, and struggled to support his body to stand up again. With the blood on her face, the ayatollah still tried to smile, "Everyone, I'm sorry, I didn't bring these bodyguards from Aragon, I'm sorry to scare you." ”

"Don't be cowardly, you Bucky's enchantress... Your brothers and sisters are the devils who have been poured out of our blood, Allah's greatest enemies on earth, and we only wish that the heavens would burn down your bloody regime and reduce your Bucky family to ashes. An old man with a white beard walked out of the crowd and respectfully asked the people around him to bow and make way.

"Elder Majid is right, we who bear Bucky's life are all devils who have walked all the way with blood." Ayatollah said the old man's name lightly.

"You know me?" Majid was surprised, after all, he was an old prisoner who had fled the kingdom of Aragon 30 years earlier, before the ayatollah was born.

"I don't just know you, I know everyone here. The child who threw the stone was named Jilong, and his parents, Mullah and Ale, were hanged by local officials while fighting against local construction land requisition.

The first aunt to throw eggs was named Omar, and his four sons were all killed by government forces after participating in anti-Aragon guerrilla groups.

Amputation Today, the Aragonese exiles attacked 1,346 people, their misfortune, their anger, their lost relatives, I remember them all.

I wasn't a particularly good student, and I failed several exams when I was studying abroad. I read this qiē many times and took a long time to memorize it. The ayatollahs straightened up and faced the many who hated him.

"Do you think you can ask for our forgiveness? That's naïve..."Elder Majid sneered.

"I never thought of asking for your forgiveness, I and the entire Pakistani regime do not deserve your forgiveness, we have hurt so many people that even the most merciful gods will not forgive our sins. In the Celestial Empire, I was already caught up in the hunt. The ayatollah kept a smile on his face, "My bodyguards are strongly opposed to me participating in this event, but I insist on coming because I want to ask you personally...... I beg you to continue to hate me..."

The ayatollah's speech stunned everyone present, including the night watchman who was watching from afar, and stopped his wine glass.

"Hate you?" Elder Majid wondered.

"Yes, hate me, hate the entire Pakistani regime, hate us who have hurt you, only in this way can you be united by different faiths, and only by making the nation of Aragon, which has been devastated by war and civil strife, prosperous." "Let me explain, this is what my father once told me, the man you all call the devil......"

Coming from an Orthodox family, Bucky was cursed as a heretic from an early age and bullied by his classmates. The teacher ignored this qiē, and even secretly encouraged the students to bully the heretics, which made Bucky's psychology always distorted, and he hated religion to the end.

He was an atheist, but he joined various sects to gain his trust, until he became the leader of a local armed force, gained access to a large number of foreign powers, and became the most powerful armed force in Aragon in the oil-for-arms trade.

Bucky began to carry out the bloody cause of unification, and all ethnic groups that did not submit to the statehood plan, whether popular or minority, were completely wiped out and razed to the ground.

The heads of the opponents would be hung in front of their doors, telling them of the supremacy of Pakina.

It was in this bloody way that in just 2 years, Bucky established a country called Aragon, exported a large amount of oil, brought non-stop urban infrastructure, water supply systems, wide roads, high-speed railways, airports, docks, a whole set of modern development models, under the double pressure of money and power, with a faster speed than the Celestial Empire.

Bucky was also hated by all the populace under this horrific suppression, and the Israns, both Sunni and Shia, wanted to burn him, and the Eastern Orthodox, the Celestial Bishops, and the Christians wanted to crucify him. These people, who usually do not look at each other, inexplicably gathered together to resist his bloody rule, and at the same time, they also put aside the basic contradictions of various sects and incarnated as a whole, achieving a certain deformed harmony on Cheng Dù.

"My father said that all beliefs can only be unified when there is a common love and a common hatred, and he asked himself if he could not be the ruler who was liked by others, so he would become a tyrant, and let all people hate and make people angry, so that everyone could forget their beliefs and estrangements and unite together.

For the country, for the future of the children, create a kind of peace in disguise.

It may result in the loss of freedom and the loss of loved ones, but at least the vast majority of people will be able to save their lives and live in a world free of heretics.

People can't be too greedy, it's enough to do one thing well in their lives. Ayatollah smiled at the blood and stains on her face.

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