Chapter 200: Riot ♫ ♬
This idea was not suddenly inspired by Abion, who had been following the news of the Progressive Party for the past six months, from the initial armed clashes between them and the old party, to the armed demonstrations that followed, and it was clear that the Progressive Party would fall off the cliff with just a push, but they miraculously survived. Not only did they sit at the negotiating table with the old and new parties, but they were also eligible to run for election. If the Progressive Party does not mess around, it is very likely to become the third largest party in the empire.
This undoubtedly pointed out a right path for Abion, who has always wanted to change the status quo, he can indeed make money as a spokesperson and have a little status, but he is not satisfied. He has money that he can't spend, and he can go to live in the fourth arrondissement, but in order not to leave these Gualts, he has to live in this worst fifth arrondissement. Why did he do this? To be able to continue to turn the Guerts into a resource in his hands? Not to keep from the masses?
He had talked about it two days ago over dinner with a broker, who had pointed out to Abion what he needed to do next.
The first step is to establish a higher image of yourself as soon as possible, so that people know that there is an Abion in Illion, who is fighting tirelessly for the happiness of his fellow citizens and the right to exist.
The second step is to form a more convenient and efficient small group, use this small group to develop and spread downward, organize the backbone force, develop the backbone force to improve the organizational structure, and then attract more people to join the organization with a clear name, charter and purpose.
The third step is to strive for the inflow of funds in the society, and it is best to set up your own industry, strengthen the strength of the group, actively show the benefits and contributions of the organization to the society, help some people or the government solve some troublesome things, and gain positive influence.
The fourth part, the application for the establishment of a party, to directly reverse an ordinary organization into a party, then all the members of the organization become party members, and they will naturally defend their own interests by defending the interests of Abion.
The broker succinctly explained the benefits of building a party, once the party was established, Abion's personal influence and appeal would skyrocket, and the government would have to give him a higher social status, equal rights to dialogue, and other important channels. At that time, Abion's position and power could not be shaken by money, and he could even unite the Guerts of the entire empire, build a strong party, and finally enter the highest hall and take the scepter.
The broker's words made Abion so excited that he had imagined the day when he would stand on the steps outside the palace, scepter in his hand, and receive congratulations and submissions from everyone. He will become the country's first Gualt Prime Minister, and he will also be the leader who will lead the Gualts to strength, and he will be remembered by countless people in the future, even the children's textbooks will leave a story about his life and deeds!
I am a man who does great things, and from the day I was born, I have been burdened with a divine mission, and I am the Messiah sent by the gods and kings to save all my fellow citizens!
Looking at his companions around him with a serious expression, Abion took a deep breath, "Tonight this meadow and the people sitting on this meadow will be firmly remembered by history, because of our greatness, so the Gualt won a sacred victory!", his cultural level is not high, although he has a lot of ideas to express in his heart, but it is inevitable that there will be some deviations in the choice of words and sentences, but this does not prevent the Gualts around him from understanding what he means.
For a moment the people's breath became short, and whether or not what Abion described could be achieved, first of all they saw the benefits in it. As initiators, they will inevitably become important figures in this party or organization, and even if they can only accomplish a small part of what Abion said, they will make money. There will be no change in whether they do it or not, there is nothing in the first place, even if they lose, where can they lose?
I have to say that among the countless successful uprisings in history, the first to open the curtain of those epic historical dramas are always those low-level ...... who have long had nothing and do not care whether they win or lose.
In fact, there is another sentence at the back, but it is better not to say it in such an atmosphere at this time.
The companions expressed their willingness to follow in the footsteps of their leader, Abion, and fight for the rights and interests of the Gualts for the rest of their lives. Listening to the voice of the leader in the mouths of his companions, Abion's whole person was a little fluttering. He forced himself to calm down a little and gave the task a little more on.
He couldn't remember the broker's words, but it was probably the same thing, "Contact all those who have a good relationship with you, let's set up a party first, and then I'll find a way to expand our influence and make society and the empire recognize us." The future is definitely bright, so we have to double down on it here, please!"
Sometimes excitement does not have to be a high-level and high-quality speech, as long as it can touch people's hearts, even if the preface does not match the afterword, it is also an exciting speech, and it is also a successful speech.
Abion sent away his companion, no, not a companion, a subordinate. He thought about what to do next as he walked home. It's not far from where he lives, just two intersections, he doesn't like everything here, and when the party is formed, he will definitely move to the third district, or even the second district. With a mess of plans for the future in his mind, he walked outside the house and subconsciously took out the key to open the door, closed the door casually, and threw his coat on the shoe rack.
His wife hadn't come back yet, he had been beaten hard, the bruises hadn't completely dissipated, and the house was empty. He didn't turn on the lights, and after living here for so many years, he knew exactly where every piece of furniture was placed. Avoiding all the furniture in the dark, he dropped the key on the coffee table and leaned back on the sofa. He patted his cheek, wondering if he should go buy two slightly more modest clothes, and he scratched his cheeks, a little ticklish.
In the next second, the light turned on inexplicably. The abrupt switch between darkness and light caused Abion's pupils to shrink to the extreme, and a double shadow of light was in front of him, and a figure could be faintly seen. He cursed his wife, but he was in a good mood today and didn't plan to practice.
When he rubbed his eyes and adjusted to the light at this time, the whole person stiffened, as if it was ...... A wax man. A lot of sweat suddenly welled up on his face, drip by drop, dripping to the ground. Two children, who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, stood three meters away from him, pistols pointed at him.
"Hey, man, am I mistaken, I'm Abion, do you know Abion?", in the face of the threat of death, Abion actually plucked up his courage, half-squatted and moved forward half a step, and slowly stretched out his hand, "Everyone knows Abion, didn't your parents tell you who I am? And look around, there is no money here, we are all poor, and poor people shouldn't trouble poor people!"
He moved half a step forward, the distance of three meters was only two and a half meters in an instant, his other hand slowly inserted into his pocket, and slowly took it out, there were a few fifty cents coins in his hand, "Look, I only have so much money, you all take it, but don't hurt my ......", he moved another step.
There was only one step between him and the two half-grown children, and just as he was about to rush over and snatch the pistol from the two children's hands, the child, with slightly curly hair, took a step back and said something that he couldn't believe.
"Mr. Abion, Dulinto, I greet you!"
In the next second, darkness hit like the rising tide of the sea, and in an instant, Abion was drowned in it.
At noon the next day, Abion's wife timidly opened the door with the food needed for noon, and she calmly picked up the clothes that had been thrown on the shoe rack, and then put the shoes in order. After changing into a pair of slippers, she walks to the living room, where she needs to process the contents of the bag and make a delicious lunch for Abion, who doesn't know if she will come back for dinner. Just as she was about to go to cook, she suddenly stopped, looked at Abion in the living room, lying in a pool of blood, and stood for a long time, then turned and ran outside the door and cried loudly. Some passers-by and neighbors who lived in the surrounding area came to ask what was going on, and his wife didn't say a word, just cried vigorously.
Warm-hearted people entered Abion's residence, and soon found Abion, who had fallen stiff in a pool of blood, and in an instant the fifth district seemed to be bombed, and a large number of Gualts gathered around Abion's house, showing great sadness and indignation at the death of Abion's good brother and good friend. I don't know where it started, who spoke out first, but there was a rumor circulating in the crowd that it was impossible to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and the content of the rumor was that Abion's death was directly related to Mr. 350,000.
It is precisely because Abion exposed the hypocritical mask of Mr. 350,000 that Mr. 350,000 killed him! The angry crowd suddenly had a cathartic direction, they spontaneously walked towards the first district, they had never been so angry, an evil businessman actually murdered a good person who thought he was honest and kind in order to cover up his evil attempt!
The angry crowd broke through the alienating passage between the 5th and 4th arrondissements and poured into the streets of the 4th arrondissement. Some people even picked up rocks and smashed the windows of roadside shops to loot the contents of them. Seeing that the riots were about to break out, the city defense system of Illian City immediately launched emergency measures, and groups of police and a small number of navy appeared in the streets, evacuating the crowd and blocking the group of Guartes, who had lost their minds in the collective consciousness.