Chapter 60: Joining the Council (Revised)
Watch Iron Wing Eagle Raising Chapter 60 Joining the Council (Revision) A group of so-called Indonesian "leaders" in the city, whether they are student leaders, the president of the Chamber of Commerce, or anything else, are all here. 【n Look】
Under the threat of the muzzle of the gun against their heads, they watched with wide eyes as the collective killing was bloodier and more brutal than the city. They watched in horror as the flames of the six-barrel rotary machine gun stopped, and more than 10,000 people were slaughtered en masse.
They stood on the top of the cliff with a strong sea breeze, looking at the people lying in pools of blood on the edge of the cliff, and some of them desperately jumped down the cliff to escape. But underneath is a jagged, strange-looking reef.
No ugly soul can escape the punishment of this thunderous wrath.
They could only keep their eyes open and look at the corpses that had fallen in the rain of bullets.
"Bah...... Woo ......"
Someone who accidentally violated the ban, lowered their head, or closed their eyes. If it's at other times, it's nothing. But it is an intolerable mistake that has angered the people of the country by the tragedy that has occurred. So, his head was also beaten to shreds.
Eventually, the gunfire fell silent. This was followed by flamethrowers on armored vehicles, which spewed out clusters of fire.
Evil must be baptized by fire, and all major denominations in the East and West deal with evil in the same way. Naturally, the ashes will be thrown into the sea, leaving no trace.
Tang Yunyang's figure appeared on the top of the cliff, the sea breeze was whistling, he looked like a demon from hell.
"Did you see that? It's called massacre! You can think about it, for thousands of years, you have not killed the Chinese more than 10,000 times. This is what is done in heaven and what is done in the sky can still be lived, but what is done in oneself cannot be lived!
Now that I'm here today, I want you to understand that if you don't respect my people, then I will take his people seriously!
As for saying that your whole race needs to be reformed, don't do things that are not as good as pigs and dogs. These bad things have to be changed, and if they are not good, I am willing to be the kindest person in the world and help you change!
As for you to hate, do as you please. Grandpa, my name is Tang Yunyang, and unconvinced people are welcome to come to me at any time! ”
In this regard, the name Tang Yunyang, in the minds of the Dutch, has become a vengeful angel. Because they know how much the conscience of humanity has been violated by the ugly acts committed by the Indonesians.
Tang Yunyang's name became a demon in the hearts of the Indonesian people, and after a few years, the natives who were getting smaller and smaller in number became more and more gods from the East who knelt down every day to worship a god of vengeance from the East surnamed Tang.
Early the next morning, the so-called town council set up by the Dutch in Batavia was in session. This includes not only Major General H. Ta Pulton, the de facto ruler of Batavia, but also some indigenous nobles of the locals.
The Governor looked not very good, his face was pale, and his eyes were full of red streaks. But he still sat upright, but his face was devoid of his usual swagger.
Behind his high-backed chair stood a young man in a suit and pure-eyed Catholic.
There are also some leading Dutch businessmen here, and yesterday when the Governor was taken under control of the Governor's Palace, and after the Dutch army blockaded the city of Batavia, the entire Westerner settlement was also blocked.
Although I don't know much about things outside, occasionally I hear the wind, and I shrink my head one by one and don't talk much. is just thinking about how he and the "new master" of Batavia can deal well.
Looking at the venue, there were far fewer indigenous nobles who were supposed to respond to the governor's "call". The survivors took a look and they were all supporters and participants in the riots. Those who know the details suddenly understand in their hearts that the whole family is dead, where is there a bullshit party.
The surviving ones didn't want to come today, but they didn't dare not come. They still remember the scene on the top of the mountain last night, and they knew that the Chinese man named Tang Yunyang could say it and do it.
With a "bang", the door of the council hall in the governor's palace was kicked open, and Tang Yunyang, who was dressed in military uniform, was followed by Situ Shang and those Chinese organizations that had been renamed the "Justice League".
Of course, it was now not only businessmen, but also some workers and others.
Last night, after learning the hard way, and with the support of the Iron Wing Company, the Chinese businessmen elected their own parliamentarians. Today, Tang Yunyang brought them to the council, and the purpose was naturally clear at a glance.
Major General H. Tower Pulton was stunned, he had slept all night last night because of pain and fear, and his reaction was really a little slow.
Behind him, Rosennik neither spoke nor had any expression. Just stretched out his hand and "snapped" at his head was a slap.
The Governor, who had been reminded, hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"Don ...... Mr. Tang, you are early, your arrival is really ......"
Major General H. T. Pulton intended to say a few more nice words to make the not-so-happy "Mr. Don" feel better. Seeing this, the other "parliamentarians" stood up together to welcome them.
"You may be seated!"
To his disappointment, Tang Yunyang walked straight to the podium of the parliament as if he hadn't heard it at all, as if he had come here to speak.
"Gentlemen, I would like to say a few words here.
First of all, I am extremely dissatisfied with the riot that started in the city yesterday, and that the gentlemen who claim to be wise men sitting here can all see it.
At the same time, yesterday's riots also told me that in this so-called free and bright city, the Chinese, as the main economic subject, have not been represented. It is inconceivable that their interests cannot be protected in any way.
I'm sure you've noticed that there are fewer people who died as a result of yesterday's brutal and stupid riots. So the parliamentarian must add, as the president of a predominantly Chinese company, I think it is necessary to add a Chinese parliamentarian, who has an opinion on this? ”
With that, his gaze swept over the venue. To his surprise, Miss Elena was there for some reason, still shooting at him with a camera in her hand.
"This chick is so troublesome, but ......"
First, this is a chick, not the object of Tang Yunyang's usual violence. Especially a beautiful chick, such a chick is used to watch. In the end, she is a beautiful journalist with a background. Tang Yunyang, who knows the power of the media, naturally can't easily offend her.
At the very least, Batavia's definition can only be to quell the riots. As for the dead, the whole world understands that riots can still not kill people?
So this troublesome, beautiful and background chick is not easy to deal with. Of course, Tang Yunyang, who was talking, had a flash of thoughts about Elena.
"At the same time, I also saw that there were some people in the council that I hated very much. Some are using their fleets to transport opium and white flour to the country, while others are buying Chinese people off the coast as 'piglets'. My opinion is that they hand over their property here and in the Netherlands and anywhere in the world, and then roll as far as they want, as far as the seats in parliament ......"
"Phew!"
In response to Tang Yunyang's rude request, someone slapped the table, and those Indonesian indigenous representatives who had been "baptized in blood" opened their eyes in surprise and looked at the person who did not know whether he was alive or dead.
Standing up was a man in the captain's uniform, everyone knew it at first sight, and those ships that specialized in buying so-called 'piglets' off the coast of the country and selling them to all over the world as contract laborers were all over the world.
"I think I should state that I am a Dutch citizen, that it is our right to trade on the seas, and that I have a ...... of concern"
But by the time he finished slapping the table and began to speak, Rosenik was already walking towards him with a calm demeanor. As he passed behind him, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his chin, and the dagger of his other hand had already passed over his neck.
"Ahh......h
Blood trickled from the crack of his hand around his neck, and the blood was especially striking on the long white tablecloth.
When the councillors in the hall saw this change, none of them dared to speak out. Especially the indigenous nobles who had visited the massacre last night kept their mouths shut. Although the tears were already rolling in their eyes, they still tried to keep their eyes open, because if they closed their eyes, they would be killed.
"Look, you're all councilors, you're all Mingren! Don't you know that it's rude to interrupt someone's speech? And you don't have to declare, we are all God's people, so it's better that we don't do things against God's will! ”
Tang Yunyang, who was on the podium, had no feeling about this matter for a long time, and after he saw the photos of the victimized Chinese taken by his subordinates, he naturally didn't feel it even more today.
"Therefore, this kind of person, please leave the meeting hall at once, go home, take out your account books, and hand over all your property as compensation to the people of the country after clearing the assets and verifying the capital. Then you can leave Batavia and we will take you wherever you want to go in the world! ”
Regarding this matter, Tang Yunyang did not deceive them. The families of some opium dealers who obediently handed over their property were not troubled, they just cooperated to hand over their property, and Tang Yunyang also left them some living expenses.
As for individuals who trafficked in human beings and opium, they should know they deserve to die when they do it. Therefore, Tang Yunyang's subordinates did not discredit Tang Yunyang and sent them all to hell.
"As for myself, I don't have much interest in politics, so I'm not going to go to parliament. But I will use every means imaginable to ensure that Batavia is a peaceful, quiet, and beautiful city full of legitimate merchants. I believe that through the efforts of all of you, this will be done! Well, that's all there is to it, farewell! ”
With that, Tang Yunyang disappeared at the gate as quickly as he came. What relieved almost everyone was that Rosennik, who had the same expression on his face and cold eyes, left with Tang Yunyang.
However, to the personal horror of Major General H. T. Pulton, Rossenik made a gesture to him. Pointing at his own eyes and pointing at him, it seemed to say.
"Major General H. T. Pulton, I will keep an eye on your actions, I am thinking of you!"
As for those who are "worried", they only feel a severe cold, from the top of their heads to the soles of their feet.
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