【Broadcast】Pay attention to "Reading at the starting point", get the first-hand news of 515 red envelopes, and students who have not grabbed red envelopes after the Chinese New Year can show their skills this time.

"Miss Xincai, do you have a trick to deal with the fat man in China?" Fukuda didn't want to offend this spy who belonged to the Cabinet Intelligence Department, so he politely approached.

In fact, I was snorting coldly in my heart, even the sniper trained by Takeshi Takahashi not only failed to succeed, but also lost his life, a woman, is there any killer that can't be done?

"Before it happens, Shinna doesn't want her plans to leak!" Kato Shina said expressionlessly.

"Alright then, Miss Shincai is dedicated to assassinating the fat man." When Fukuda heard this, he nodded, his face was impassive, and he felt that Shina Kato was bragging, so he coped with it.

Then Fukuda turned his head to look at Takeshi Takahashi and asked, "Your Excellency Takeshi Takahashi, don't you have anything to say to Fukuda?" ”

"The people I trained have been handed over to Your Excellency, don't look for me for anything else!" Takahashi Takeshi said expressionlessly, he is now bent on being revenge by Takano, he doesn't want to know about other things, and he doesn't want to ask, it's best that Fukuda doesn't come to him.

"Ugh!" Fukuda was bored with himself, a little dumbfounded, Takahashi Takeshi's personality made him somewhat dissatisfied, and he didn't dare to show it, at present, the consulate still needs Takahashi Takeshi's protection, if Takano's father, the president of the Black Dragon Society, comes, then the assassination of the fat man will be officially put on the agenda.

As for what the crazy woman Kato Shinna thinks and how to assassinate the fat man, Fukuda doesn't care at all, because he knows that this is something that is destined to fail.

At this time, the assistant ran to the door with a panicked face and reported: "Your Excellency the Ambassador, Your Excellency, it's not good!" ”

"Baga, panic like this, what is it!" Fukuda scolded at his assistant.

"Hey!" The assistant still had a panic on his face, but he was no longer as flustered as before. Hurriedly stood up straight, raised his head and said again: "Report to Your Excellency Ambassador, many American people have gathered outside the embassy, holding slogans and banners. A demonstration is being held outside the embassy. ”

"Nani?!" Fukuda's face froze, and he was so shocked that he almost slipped off the chair.

Shina Kato and Takeshi Takahashi in the house frowned and didn't say anything, these Yankees like this, and they demonstrate at every turn.

But Fukuda is clear. What does this demonstration, which coincides with the meeting, represent?

Fukuda hurriedly stood up, walked out without saying a word, and pushed away the assistant standing at the door, and hurried out.

"Little Japanese cub, hand over the murderer behind the scenes!"

"Little Japanese, why did you plan the assassination of Mr. Prototype!"

"I strongly demand that Little Japan hand over the mastermind behind the scenes, apologize to Mr. Prototype and compensate for the damage!"

"......" had just come outside, and had not yet arrived at Futian in front of the embassy. I heard the shouts of the demonstrators outside.

When the military attache of the little devil's embassy in the United States saw Fukuda coming out, he hurriedly stopped him, and said with a sad face: "Your Excellency, ambassador, don't go out, this group of demonstrative Yankees are crazy, and they actually throw rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, rotten oranges, paint, bricks, and a series of other items at the embassy, and they will suffer as soon as they appear!" ”

"Yaga!" Fukuda cursed, there was no place to spread the fire in his stomach, it just so happened that the military attache was his direct subordinate, and this could be beaten and scolded. So he slapped it over.

"Smack" a crisp slap!

The military attache was stunned by Fukuda's unprovoked slap, covered his red and swollen cheeks, and said with a sad face: "Your Excellency, what I said is true!" ”

"Get out of the way!" Fukuda was so angry that he lost his mind. Pushing the military attache away, he walked to the door of confinement first.

What Fukuda is thinking at the moment is that he must try and explain to the American people who are demonstrative, if this demonstration can be quelled, the best result will be.

It is understandable for him to think so, this public opinion war provoked by the fat man is to incite anti-fans, so as to enumerate the American people. With the entire American society, an anti-Japanese wave was set off.

He could only do his best to appease the demonstrators and prevent the situation from developing into an anti-Japanese upsurge in the entire American society, which would be detrimental to the diplomatic opportunity.

The little devil cabinet is quite dissatisfied with his recent actions, and they are all looking for new diplomats to be stationed in the United States, and at this time, if there is an unimaginable anti-American wave in the United States, then he can think of his own situation.

Whatever Fukuda's intentions, he must come out to stop these demonstrators.

It's just that Fukuda expected the beginning, but didn't expect the end, and when he appeared in front of the demonstrators with a kind and false smile, he was rescued with all kinds of throwables.

Rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, rotten oranges, paint, urine, and other demonstrative "weapons" in bottles were smashed all over the place.

Fukuda smiled and appeared in front of the demonstrators, and was about to speak, when he saw a black and crushing projectile in the air, and then a series of "pop" sounds came, and Fukuda felt that he was hit in the head and body.

The smile turned into panic, and the calmness turned into a head-hugging mouse.

He couldn't help but run away, bottles of paint, urine, mixed with bricks smashed over, if he dared to stand on the ground for a second, he would immediately be stoned to death by these "murder weapons"!

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, not to mention that he is not a hero yet!

It's just that there are too many throwing objects all over the world, and he wants to pretend to force it out to appease the angry people, but he can't go.

With a "snap", a bottle with urine smashed accurately on his head, the bottle shattered, the paint drenched his head and face, his head was also smashed, he felt his head buzz, a stream of heat erupted, and then his eyes went black, and he didn't know anything.

The personnel of the little devil's embassy in the United States hid behind the bunker, and when they saw it, the ambassador had turned it over, and he was hiding a fart, so save people!

The staff rushed out in confusion with their heads covered and rescued Fukuda who was unconscious.

The demonstrators were worried that they had no goal, but this time it was good, so many targets could vent their anger, so all kinds of throws were instantly doubled, and the staff of the embassy of these little devils screamed, and it was very difficult to carry the unconscious Futian back, and when he fixed his eyes, a group of little devil staff were all hung up.

As a result, the little devils in the embassy in the United States were frightened, locked the door, and did not dare to go out again, allowing the angry American people to storm the obstacles in front of the embassy.

When the military attache saw that even Ambassador Fukuda had encountered the black hands of the Yankees, representing the dignity of the empire, he was stunned like this, which completely made him angry, and immediately gathered all the little devils in the embassy.

What are you doing here? Hairpistol, of course!

As long as these demonstrative Americans dare to storm the embassy, these equally angry little devils are ready to break through these unarmed Yankees......

Ps. chasing more children's shoes, are there any free appreciation tickets and starting coins~ The countdown to the 515 red envelope list is over, I'll pull a ticket, ask for an increase and appreciation vote, and finally rush a handful! (To be continued.) )