Chapter 272: A Different Death

Under the suspicious gaze of Ye Yixiao and Aunt Hu Yifei, Zhou Fude forcibly suppressed his anxiety and restlessness under a calm appearance, and sat on the sofa and waited quietly for the start of the press conference.

"In that armed escort van coming to us now is Fu Jun Zhang ......."

Finally started, a few cold lights flashed in his eyes, and Zhou Fu looked at the display intently......

Zhou Fude's father is already over seventy years old, and naturally Zhang Fujun, who is his comrade-in-arms, will not be young, wearing an orange prison uniform, with a chain between handcuffs and leg irons, Zhang Fujun walked slowly and heavily to the podium with the support of two heavily armed American soldiers.

Seeing this picture, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he muttered: "I can't even respect the elders at least, what kind of human rights are there to talk about!" However, Zhou Fude was relieved, but his expression soon dimmed, he sighed, stood up, straightened his body to the monitor, saluted a standard military salute, and then went out slowly.

"Eh, aren't you watching?" Seeing this, Ye Yixiao shouted loudly.

It's just that at this time, Zhou Fude has already come out of the room and masochistically beat up the walls.

Ye Yixiao frowned, although it was strange that Zhou Fude was behaving now, but he didn't go out, because what Zhang Fujun was going to say next now was too important, if it was really as the United States said, what would be the "Iron Curtain Plan", then what would it be to welcome Huaxia, I shuddered when I thought about it!

"My name is Zhang Fujun......" When he walked to the podium, someone specially opened Zhang Fujun's handcuffs and shackles, and in the face of so many "long guns and short cannons" in the audience, Zhang Fujun did not have stage fright, with a confident smile on his mouth, he said: "It's not as said in the news, it's called Fujun Zhang, our Chinese surname is in front of the name!" ”

Zhang Fujun speaks Chinese, but now the translation software or something, it's not too much, real-time translation can already be done, and naturally reporters can understand it, but it seems that these words have nothing to do with today's press conference, so the reporters in freedom and democracy impatiently interrupted people's words and asked urgently: "Fujun Zhang, do you have anything to say about the 'Iron Curtain Project'?" After so many years in free America, haven't you gotten rid of the Chinese government? Did the Chinese government imprison your relatives and force you to participate in the 'Iron Curtain Project'? ”

It's just that Zhang Fujun is an old guy, and he didn't pay attention to the white female reporter's meat bullet offensive, but continued to say to himself: "After being a soldier for so many years, I didn't learn anything else, so I learned to kill......"

Halfway through the words, there was an overwhelming sound of shutters and whispers, and more people opened their mouths to ask some questions about freedom, democracy, and human rights, which also overshadowed Zhang Fujun's voice, but Zhang Fujun did not pay much attention to it, but laughed with relief.

"To be honest, I really regret it now that I think about it, at the beginning of the reform and opening up, I felt that it was so much worse than what I had learned before? Hey, if I had come out a little later, maybe I would have been a company boss now, right? I'm not short of energy...... Ay...... But the world is impermanent, and it just came out...... I'm sorry Mom and Dad, I finally had a child, but as a result, I was hit by a car and died...... But if you want me to say, that's good, right...... But I'm still a little unwilling, after all, I can't go back! ”

The smile on Zhang Fujun's face became even brighter, and then his right hand cocked his thumb, raised it above his head, and put it behind his back, and closed his eyes solemnly in an instant.

Just when the reporters were confused, the two GIs who had been standing behind Zhang Fujun moved, and one of them grabbed Zhang Fujun and was about to press him.

But with a muffled sound, a viscous liquid smacked him.

"Knock ......" Well, these reporters are also well-informed, this sound is obviously the sound of a sniper rifle bullet being discharged, if you don't scream nervously and fearfully when you hear this voice, then these reporters can go to the battlefield!

However, some reporters and videographers immediately calmed down, climbed onto the podium, and gave a close-up shot of Zhang Fujun, whose left chest had become hollow, bleeding all over the ground, and was still twitching slightly on the ground, and forced a smile to broadcast the report.

"I'm XXXX, and now I'm sending you a report at the White House press conference that the world-wide press conference is about to expose the 'Iron Curtain Project' of the Chinese government, Fu Jun Zhang, who is about to be sniped on the podium, according to insiders, this is very likely to be the killer sent by the dictatorial Chinese government for secrecy, which is a violation of human rights......

Well, no matter where did this XXXX find an insider in such a short period of time, but with his enthusiasm and the correct political choice, the soldiers who came to pull the cordon next to him invited him down very kindly, which is really friendly!

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"How do you know?" Sitting on the steps, looking at Zhou Fude, who had already made potholes in the wall, Ye Yixiao asked.

"How do I know that?" Although he was sweating, Zhou Fude, whose breathing rhythm was still slow, asked rhetorically.

"That Uncle Zhang, how did you know that he was going to be sniped?"

"If you have a comrade-in-arms who is captured, but there is no way to rescue him, and he is bent on death, you will also know!" In the last punch, Zhou Fude almost wanted to break through the wall, but in the end he just shook it, and then took a deep breath, Zhou Fude sat down next to Ye Yixiao.

"Uncle Zhang's last gesture, what must be an order, according to what you say, your father is also at the scene?" Ye Yixiao scratched her head and continued to ask.

"I don't know, but in the end, Uncle Zhang's gesture was indeed a random shot, a gesture order regardless of friend or foe!" Zhou Fude's words were even bleaker.

"Oh......" nodded knowingly, and the scene fell silent all of a sudden.

After a long while, Ye Yixiao scratched his head again and asked, "That, do you know that Uncle Zhang is so dead now, they can splash all the sewage on Huaxia!" In case they catch that sniper again......"

"Huaxia is no longer the Huaxia of 1999, let alone Afghanistan and Iraq, Zhang Bo can only die like this is the best result!" Zhou Fude sighed.

"Why?"

Because Uncle Zhang didn't say anything just now, just nagged a few words, unless there is more direct evidence, he wants to point out the deer as a horse to Huaxia...... It's really the leader of China who is swelling and dry! Besides, the conspiracy theories of 911 are very marketable! ”

"And what if they catch that sniper?" Ye Yixiao was also anxious.

"No accident, they can't catch that sniper!" Clenching his fists, Zhou Fude stood up and punched the wall again.

Although he didn't understand it too much, Ye Yixiao also knew that Zhou Fu was in a bad mood now, so he didn't ask more, just crossed his legs and closed his eyes and thought about it.

At the other end of the safe house, a white old man in a white coat was excitedly looking at a lot of red text on the monitor, screaming incredulously in his mouth, and his hands did not stop.

"Doctor, are you sure?" Another man in a suit stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Well, it's true, these two people have more physical fitness than the vast majority of people in this world, and their physical fitness has been rising all this time! Hah, no more monitoring, right into the experiment, I can't wait to see how they do it! Dancing with his hands, the crazy appearance of the white old man also infected the man in the suit.

Smiled and nodded, "I see!" "The man in the suit turned around and went out to do what he had to do!

P.S. First of all, I didn't have the computer with me, and I used the words on my mobile phone, and secondly, a few days ago, I had diarrhea and dehydration, and now I am still weak.