It's miserable.

It's not that Harry Young is miserable, it's that Harry Young's screams are too miserable.

Harryyan's scream, how to say, kill pigs, kill dogs, kill ...... The effect of mixing all kinds of cries can almost describe the cries of the high-ranking Chinese Hari Yang.

The screams must have been staggering.

Almost instantly, the entire office building was shaken.

For these commandos, there was little security in the factory area.

There are at least two or three thousand people in the factory all the time, and they are in Tianjin Wei, and the surrounding area is either the police or the garrison, not to mention, in this country of pigs, which pig dares to get along with foreign adults, so even if it is a fairy, it will not be thought that there will be kidnappers who will break in one day.

The gods can't imagine it, and these foreign devils naturally can't think of it, and the foreign devils of the British Empire are the most shrewd businessmen in the world, so they naturally won't waste precious money in unnecessary places.

The few guards in the factory were not there to deal with the kidnappers, but to deter the workers, to make the pigs obedient and do their best.

These guards were just a piece of cake for the boys of the commando team, and in the process of disarming the guards, they all did their best without the slightest surprise.

Liu Tieshan knew all this, so he didn't care, and he wasn't too tired, so he dragged Hari Yang, the dead dog of the high-ranking Chinese, all the way to the general manager's office on the third floor.

The sight was terrifying.

Liu Tieshan hated it in his heart, he didn't have any reservations about that kick, and he was still wearing big-toed shoes, and the toes of the shoes were very hard, so this kick not only broke Harry Yang's calf, but also kicked out a big hole.

Blood, flowing all the way.

Not long after, when Liu Tieshan stepped up the stairs on the second floor, the screams of Mr. Hari Yang, a high-ranking Chinese, were gone.

Liu Tieshan didn't seem to feel it, he didn't even look at the dead dog Mr. Harry Yang.

Lord Anderson was not just a shrewd businessman, he was a brave soldier who had a gun, and in the drawer of his desk, a commemorative version of a Browning pistol with a gold handle.

Realizing what was happening, Lord Anderson's first instinct was to call, but the phone didn't work; The second reaction was to take the gun, but the gun was picked up and put back again.

Lord Anderson only wants to make money, and generally doesn't care much about what happens in the land of pigs, but of course, there are exceptions related to himself.

The bandits of the pigs were Lord Anderson's concern.

In May 1923, in Lincheng, Shandong, the bandit Sun Meiyao robbed a train, and the resisting foreigners were killed on the spot, and those who did not resist finally returned safely.

In August 1931, Shandong bandit Fu Ruiwu and his wife hijacked the British cargo ship Shuntian and ransacked the entire cargo ship, but because they did not resist, there were no casualties.

For Lord Anderson, these two examples were sufficient, not to mention that there was his wife and children in the office.

For the sake of his wife and children, Lord Anderson decided to temporarily abandon the honor of a warrior in favor of the sacrifice of a gentleman, and he was determined to sacrifice the honor of being a warrior for the safety of his family.

Besides, is it useless to resist fart, the whole factory machine roars, how fierce can the gunfire be outside? So, Lord Anderson chose not only the sacrifice of a gentleman, but also the wisdom of a gentleman.

Lord Anderson was already seated and ready to die, but when he saw that it was Liu Tieshan who came in, the pride of a gentleman of the British Empire flare up again.

He knew Liu Tieshan, so when he saw that Liu Tieshan had colluded with the kidnappers and was so ungrateful, that a lowly pig dared to betray him, the knights of the British Empire became furious.

Lord Anderson didn't speak Chinese very well, he could understand and speak, but when he was in a hurry, he could only speak English, so no one knew what he was talking about, even though the lord was furious.

Just when Lord Anderson's eyes were full of fire, his mouth was full of foam, his face was red, and he was covered with chicken droppings, and the more he spoke, the more he felt it, what responded to him was a big slap, a big slap from Liu Tieshan, and Liu Tieshan knocked this noble and majestic Lord of the British Empire away with a slap.

I don't know how heavy the slap was, but I know that with the blood foam, Lord Anderson spat out a dozen noble and cultured molars.

Then, no more, Lord Anderson was as obedient as the third grandson.

In a few moments, all the foreigners, compradors, foremen, and guards were confined to a cold, damp storeroom, including Mrs. Anderson and the three beautiful young ladies, and, of course, the little prince.

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The roar died down and the machine stopped.

The power went out, and the workers straightened up, with a burst of joy and relief in their eyes.

This is rare, and the factory has its own power plant.

It was only then that the workers realized that today was a bit unusual, staring at a pair of wolf eyes all the time, how could any of the foremen who were watching them disappear?

Not long after the machine stopped, people came in one after another, beckoning everyone to go to the square outside.

The workers feel even more fresh, when will these people be able to come out and speak? Although they were mostly prestigious among the workers, they were regarded as dangerous elements in the eyes of foreigners and foremen.

Because, every time a strike is instigated, it is this kind of worker who has some prestige among the workers.

I don't know what happened, but the workers soon gathered in the large open field outside the main building.

As soon as the workers gathered, they saw dozens of cars driving from the direction of the factory gate. When they got to the open field, three cars stopped in front of the workers. For the rest, continue to drive into the factory.

These cars are not factory-owned.

Today's atmosphere was strange, and many people were starting to get uneasy.

The car stopped, and Liu Tieshan, who was sitting in the cab, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, if those people were talking, it would be worth throwing their lives here today.

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