Subtitle of this chapter: Our name is - Big Red Flower

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Hibiscus rosa-sinensis Linn. is also known as Hibiscus rosa-sinensis Linn. Because most of the flowers are red, they are commonly known as the big red flower in the Lingnan region of China...... Flowering period all year round.

Hibiscus has been a popular ornamental plant since ancient times, native to China. In a book of the Western Jin Dynasty, "Southern Grass and Trees", there is a record of hibiscus......"

——Excerpt from "SCP Encyclopedia: Zhu Jin"

20:30 GMT.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Metropolitan Police ......"

"Kill, kill!"

"Sir, calm down. Who are you? ”

"I'm ...... Hey, I don't have time to talk about that right now. Someone is killing people on Piccadilly Street! ”

"I'm sorry, sir. If you call the police, you need to state the identity of the person who made the report. ”

"Damn it. Listen to me......"

"Sir, listen to me, we have regulations, and you must tell us your name before calling the police."

"Oh my God, okay. My name is ......"

Later, the call was considered the first mistake made by the British police.

The police officer was so strict with the rules that he wasted the most precious minute at the beginning.

"Bell, bell, bell, bell......"

Outside the door, gunshots rang out, interrupting George Curzon's speech.

Naturally, everyone in the hall didn't know what was going on, and they all subconsciously turned around and looked at the closed door.

A huge venue suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Someone later recalled that we were like the three poor little pigs in the fairy tale, knowing that something terrible was happening outside the door, but hoping for a gate that was not much stronger than the straw house. It seems that this will protect us from being eaten by the big bad wolf.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed open, and with the cold night breeze, a group of black-robed people penetrated the hall.

"Good night!"

And now the black-robed man at the head is not wearing a "lizard" mask, but a pig-headed mask that looks a little ridiculous.

With a revolver in one hand and a grenade in the other, he said very, very, very politely to the outermost people in the hall, "I'm sorry, please give way." ”

Those guys were really stupid and got out of the way.

The pig-headed man nodded at them and said softly, "Thank you." ”

Then he walked forward with a snake, a rabbit and a dog.

"Excuse me, I'll borrow it."

"Thank you."

"Lady, be careful not to fall."

"Thank you."

"This gentleman, your face is not very good, is it because you are not feeling well? If not, take a few steps back. ”

"Thank you."

Except for an "outsider", no one else at the scene realized how eerie the scene in front of them was.

And Master Yuan, an "outsider", would have to burst his belly if it wasn't for the wrong occasion at this time.

Fu Changsheng is worthy of being a top student in the Department of Mathematics of USC, and it is definitely not an exaggeration to call college students "gentlemen" in this year. He did walk through the crowd with gentlemanly grace and came to the front of the stairs.

And the guests here are so obedient because the current scene triggers the psychological "herd effect".

The "herd effect" is also called the "herd effect": it is a phenomenon in which an individual's perception or behavior changes in a direction consistent with that of the majority due to the influence or pressure of a real or imagined group.

Aware of it or not, the influence of group views is enough to sway anyone who is skeptical. It is clear that the power of the crowd renders rational judgment useless.

In the vernacular, when people are at a loss, if there are other people around them, their first reaction is to observe the performance of other people, and to behave in the same way as other people.

This is why the more people there are, the more "indifferent" they are, and why the more people there are, the more "blind obedience".

Therefore, the two or three hundred people here indifferently, blindly obeyed, and made way for Fu Changsheng as if they had been hypnotized.

The pig-headed man and the other three walked up the stairs, and he said to the Foreign Secretary in front of the microphone, "Your Excellency is the Marquis Curzon, right?" Excuse me, but I want to say a few words, okay? ”

George Curzon finally reacted and stammered, "You, you, who are you?!" ”

"Your Excellency, Marquis, I will tell you at once, as you wish. I need a microphone now, though. ”

The Foreign Minister took two steps back with a cold face, Fu Changsheng bowed slightly to him to thank him, and then walked to the microphone.

“TESTING…… TESITING……”

He tried the tone, nodded in satisfaction, and then spoke, "Ladies and gentlemen. Good evening. ”

"First of all, as an uninvited guest, I would like to express my sincerest apologies on behalf of my group for the inconvenience that will be caused to you."

"Second, let me answer the question of the Marquis Curzon. The name of our group is ......"

He pointed to the big red flower on his chest and said, "Jaba Legion." ”

"Jaba Legio – Hibiscus Legion. Also known as the Big Red Flower Society, the Hongmen National Salvation Regiment, and the Chinese Red Riot Team. This is the first global terrorist organization recognized in the world, and its members are basically from one of China's oldest gang groups, the Hongmen.

They first appeared on July 23, 1921, when they launched the '723 Incident' that shocked the world. Eleven members of this group stormed the Japanese Legation in London and took two hundred and fifty hostages, including the British and Japanese crown princes......"

- Excerpt from SCP Encyclopedia: Jaba Legion

"Finally, I regret to tell you the sad news that you have been ...... Hijacked! ”

As soon as Fu Changsheng said this, the scene was in an uproar.

At this time, someone finally reacted, and naturally one of them wanted to be a hero...... Not to mention that there are quite a few people here who fought in the First World War, such as our Excellency Winston Churchill.

Just when the crowd was about to move, Fu Changsheng fired a shot at the sky without hesitation.

"Bang!"

With the sound of the gunshot, the rabbit and dog behind him stepped forward and shot at the ceiling.

"Dada...... Da Da Da ...... Da-da-da-da. ”

"Boom la la ......"

"Fluttering ......"

The stucco from the ceiling fell and hit the heads of the guests.

"Puff ......"

Just like that, more than a dozen ladies fainted on the ground.

"Gentlemen and ladies. See? We've got real guys on our hands. ”

Fu Changsheng pointed around, and everyone turned their heads to look, and they all shivered involuntarily......

It turned out that by the time he was making his way through the crowd, the rest of the Hibiscus Regiment had taken up a vantage point, pointing at the crowd with a Chicago typewriter.

He said in a cold voice, "Please calm down those warriors among you who want to be heroes! Even if you don't think about yourself, you ...... for others."

He gestured to the side, where the muzzle of the rabbit's gun was aimed at the two crown princes.

"For example, consider the safety of the two noble highnesses."

"What the hell are you people trying to do?!"

At this time, Keishiro Matsui couldn't help but take a step forward and asked loudly.

"What do we Hibiscus Legion want to do?"

The pig-headed man glanced back and said very calmly: "We want you to return ...... on behalf of the 40,000 Chinese."

"Qingdao!"