In the past six months, there have been two famous incidents of shoe-throwing and smashing, one of which was done by oppressed foreigners against the President of the United States, Bu Jiu, which is universally appreciated by yellow-skinned humans. But another incident was the shoe throwing incident that occurred in a well-known university in country Y against a simple and easy-to-use leader with high prestige in China! Fang Lin only hated that he was not present at that time, otherwise he would have to torture and kill that Y first, then abuse and kill, and then throw it to the obscene Fu to extort and exploit, and finally throw it to the greedy and hungry butcher to ravage wantonly!

And the soles of the three reporters in front of him had thin mental power fluctuations attached to them, what kind of character was Fang Lin? Even though there is no bonus to equipment, the mental power is still higher than 100 points! Even though the spiritual power detection was just a glimpse of it, it was found that this spiritual power fluctuation was very vicious, and it didn't seem to have any lethal power, but in fact, it could have a slight adsorption force. To be more specific, if you gather your spirit and throw your shoes within two meters of the designated target, you can stick them tightly as if they were automatically tracking! And the inside of the shoe seems to have undergone a special makeover!

If their conspiracy succeeds, the high-ranking leaders of China who come to visit China will inevitably lose their image in front of many reporters! At most, the shoe thrower is on the territory of his own country, and the violation of the law can be said to be very light, but it is a threat to public health, and I am afraid that it will be a few months of imprisonment with thunder and rain, and it is also called defending human rights. But it's a pity that they ran into Fang Lin!

Fang Lin is not an angry youth, but he is definitely not a cold-blooded person who can ignore the insult that his motherland is about to face and stand by. He was proud of the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang flowing in his veins! Seeing that Fang Lin stood up expressionlessly and walked directly off the plane that was about to take off, a guard arranged by the E.S consortium next to him looked at Lin Yinsleeve, who was in charge, with an inquiring look, and the plane was about to take off in five minutes. Lin Yinsleeve said calmly:

"Book two economy class seats on all flights to London within 24 hours, and get the cosmetic experts to come quickly. You have mobilized manpower to prepare for the blockade of the news and activate Emergency Plan 1. If someone is photographing something they shouldn't, consider using weapons of mass destruction. ”

"Yes." A middle-aged man behind her said calmly. This person is Lin Yinsleeve's servant from childhood to adulthood, and he is very loyal, and the use of weapons of mass destruction at the airport made his face change, but he immediately said cautiously: "Are all passenger plane seats booked in economy class within 24 hours?" Order only 2? Will the security aspect ......? ”

"No, it won't." Lin Yinsleeve smiled, but the calm smile of this conceited woman was full of contempt and pride: "As long as he is by my side, who else in this world can threaten my safety?" ”

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Fang Lin's image at this time was the image of a man in his thirties in a suit and leather shoes, not only was his hair wearing a golden wig, but even the color of his pupils and height had been greatly changed. The shoulders were also widened and heightened, so that the melange did not attract anyone's attention at all. Lin Yinsleeve, whose appearance had also been reshaped, also stepped forward a few steps, and pulled up his arm with a charming smile. At this time, the roles of the two seem to be reversed from their normal images. The small bird's Lin Yin sleeves and the tall and mature Fang Lin are just a perfect match and complement each other.

Fang Lin bought a newspaper next to him, snapped his fingers, and the lewd Fu dressed as a housekeeper next to him half bowed, and handed over a cigar, Xiao Fu is also an acting school that can quickly dissolve into his own role, if it weren't for the fact that his two eyes were still dripping around, adding a bit of a thief's eyebrows and rat-like ruffian, he really had a bit of the style of a big housekeeper.

Lin Yin snuggled up to him, and the two sat in the smoking waiting room in the boarding hall, perfectly dissolving in the vast sea of people. They were now less than twenty meters away from the three big-nosed French reporters with evil intentions. But within a radius of 20 meters, there were seventy or eighty passengers, so the three reporters were not alert to any threat at all, and were still pretending to be calm and nervously smoking cigarettes, talking a few words from time to time and fiddling with their cameras.

Fang Lin just held a cigar in his mouth, holding the charming and moving Lin Da Beauty in his left hand, and holding the newspaper in his right hand as if he was browsing the news of the day. At the same time, it is also swallowing clouds and spitting fog. It looked very impressive, until the special plane of the Chinese leader was about to land, the police began to evacuate the crowd under martial law, and a large group of reporters had already passed through the security check and poured into the designated interview location, Fang Lin still did not have any intention of making trouble.

Lin Yinsleeve was very surprised in her heart, it was rare for her to see Fang Lin show that kind of non-angry and self-righteous expression, it could be seen that he was really angry at the behavior of these people, so he had already made arrangements, even if Fang Lin immediately killed someone, he could cover it up. But now Fang Lin is as calm as the deep ocean, as if he did not hesitate to give up the flight, but as if he had come here to smoke and hug himself - of course, Lin Da Mei was willing and happy about being hugged by Fang Lin, and there was no objection.

The huge passenger plane soared from the sky, slowly landed on the runway, the bright red five-star red flag on the fuselage was vividly visible, and many representatives of Chinese students who came to greet them saw the symbol of the motherland, and they didn't know why, their eyes suddenly moistened. The feeling of being alone in a foreign country was suddenly diluted, and the strong sense of national pride that emerged was indescribable. Someone suddenly shouted:

"Long live the Motherland!"

The voice was immediately echoed loudly, and finally reverberated in the sky above the airport! Later, not only the welcoming team, but also all the Chinese people who boarded the plane and did not board the plane in the airport raised their arms and shouted together, and that scene can only be described in four words:

Blood-pumping!

The three reporters with evil intentions had a frightened look on their faces, obviously thinking that if they did something like that, they might be beaten to death by the Chinese crowd present. But they have already passed the security check by this time. It was already ready to be fired, plus the high rewards and security guarantees promised by the instigators behind the scenes. They swallowed a mouthful of saliva and walked forward, pretending to be calm and blending in with the group of reporters.

The security measures were not of much use to them, so the purpose of the three French journalists was to insult rather than kill, and the props they used to carry out their plans were not murder weapons, but the props that everyone wore – leather shoes.

Fang Lin suddenly took a deep breath, opened his eyes with a smile, and looked at the crowd outside chanting "Long live the motherland".

"Long live the Motherland!" Although Fang Lin couldn't stand up like this and raise his arms and shout at the five-star red flag because he had to hide his identity after changing his clothes, he still shouted this sentence over and over again in his heart, his blood was surging!

"No one can insult my Motherland in front of me! No! ”

This was the thought that echoed in Fang Lin's heart repeatedly! At this time, the leader of Huaguo had already walked down the ramp laid out on the red carpet, and in the excitement of the crowd, the slogan of "Long live the motherland" resounded in the sky! Most of them are already in tears! The flashing lights rang out. And French President Donlak was also full of smiles and greeted him warmly, but it was difficult to say that there was a bit of sincerity in that smiling appearance.

At this time, two of the three French reporters suddenly bent down, took off the leather shoes on their feet, and suddenly threw their shoes over from a distance of more than ten meters, and then turned around and fled!

The leather shoes are specially designed, the sole is a sandwich, and the inside is wrapped in a plastic bag with stinking mud, when taking off the shoes, the two French reporters have already opened the mechanism inside, the black sludge is mixed with special pigments, once it is pasted on the face, it is difficult to wash off in a hurry, and it has to be completely faded after ten days and half a month, which shows the yin damage of the indulging behind the scenes!

And the French security check is likely to have been warned in advance, so these three French journalists have received a considerable degree of connivance! So much so that they can run away quickly after making a move! The inaction of the French police is greatly demonstrated!

Dirty leather shoes with the smell of rancid black mud swirl in the air! The faint spiritual force attached to it took effect, as if a missile was navigating, and it hit the target's face with a "snap"!

The stench is overflowing! Sludge splashes!

Fang Lin, who was facing away from him in this direction, smiled coldly and stood up. His eyes were firmly fixed on the three French reporters who had fled, the airport in the distance was chaotic, the flashing lights were flickering wildly, the French security personnel were screaming like ants in a hot pot, and President Donglak, who was five meters away from the Chinese leader, was scolding angrily, slapping his body, and on his face, there was a large cloud of filthy black mud on the left side of his face, which was dripping and stinking!

(To be continued)