It's a new day again, in the morning, after eating and drinking and praying, a group of people lined up to receive the money for today's demonstration from the head of the group, carrying slogans and signs, and went to the streets again to start the day's work.

What? Is the march spontaneous?

Don't make a fuss, it's not Paris, people don't have such hobbies.

Of course, there is no shortage of tap water, and the amount is still very large, but the core members are all paid to work, half-step professional and amateur players.

Half-step professional players: receive a fixed salary, but because there is not so much work in the parade, most of the time they still have to participate in other activities, such as opening a business, such as TV viewers, such as celebrity pick-ups, etc.

Amateurs: When there is a big job, take a day's money and do a day's work.

Tap: The real angry, the fooled racist, the most emotionally infected, eternally young, eternally tearful.

In Johor Bahru, seven or eight teams from all over the country began to move towards their respective destinations, and the largest of them, the mighty procession headed towards the Guo family's office building again.

Along the way, more and more people gathered, shouting louder and louder, and when they reached the bottom of the building, the mood was very high, and some people in the team shouted with all their might: "Kill the Chinese, it is the Chinese who have robbed us of the opportunity to work, and it is the Chinese who have robbed us of the wealth that originally belonged to us!"

"The Chinese get out of Malaysia!!" With a shout, the procession rushed to the entrance of the building.

Just as the procession was about to enter the lobby on the first floor of the building to rest as it had done yesterday, the glass door of the building suddenly opened, and a group of people wearing green camouflage, fully armed, holding blast shields, and armed with batons rushed up to the marching crowd.

A group of American GIs put their blast shields on their shoulders, and with the force under their feet, they slammed into the crowd from the steps and rushed towards it with all their might.

The exclamations were mixed with the sound of "bang" and "bang", and the more than 20 people walking at the front of the procession were all knocked to the ground, crying out in pain.

After a wave of collision, the security guards picked up the baton in their right hand and smashed it at the crowd, and the screams suddenly rang out.

Where has the parade encountered this, even if there are police officers on weekdays, they are just looking at the periphery, where have they seen these dead hands.

The baton smashed on his arm, and the sharp pain hit him, and the arm seemed to be broken.

was slammed to the chest with a stick, and he couldn't get up in one breath and fell to the ground on the spot.

The security guards weren't used to it, and their big leather boots clattered on their feet and continued to attack the crowd.

The parade of thousands of people, the people behind could not see what was happening in front of them, only felt as if the wave of the parade had hit a boulder and stopped abruptly.

Two helicopters circled in the sky, and the cameraman, with a safety rope tied to his waist, leaned out half of his body, filming excitedly.

It's all material!

The security of the umbrella is so fierce!

There were only more than 30 security guards who rushed out, but just these 30 people stopped the procession of thousands of people, broke through a big gap, and were attacking with an unrivaled momentum, and in just about a minute, hundreds of marching natives were knocked to the ground and could not get up.

Upstairs, the Guo family has been watching by the window, and they are frightened when they see the security of the umbrella regardless of the way they rush and slam out.

Mr. Guo's hand holding the telescope was a little bruised, and he used a lot of strength when he saw it, he was very worried, and this baton beckoned to his head and chest, and if he continued to fight like this, many people would not be killed on the spot.

Although he received news from his son yesterday, Mr. Guo thought that the dispersal of the crowd was to stop and divert the crowd.

And obviously, his dispersal and the dispersal of the umbrella are completely two concepts, in the guidelines of the umbrella, dispersal is to knock down all the people in front, scare away all the people behind, and no one dares to come, this is called dispersal.

Otherwise, would you disperse the crowd every day for the next month?

Of course, once and for all, let these natives know what is at stake!

I want to be in Los Angeles......

Just when the security guards were devastating, like the elite trapped in the camp to deal with bandits and bandits, chopping melons and chopping vegetables, rushing and beating violently, in the crowd of marchers, someone suddenly shouted loudly: Kill, Chinese mercenaries have killed, brothers, fight back, shoot, shoot!

The scene was chaotic, crying, shouting, screaming, shouting, sirens were chaotic, and not many people heard what the group shouted.

What's more, it's still in Malay, and the security soldiers can't understand it at all.

At this moment, "bang", "bang", "bang" several gunshots rang out.

A man with a head wrapped in the crowd pulled the trigger on security, and one bullet bounced off the shield, one somewhere it went, and one on the arm that had just been raised.

As soon as his arm was weak, a feeling of powerlessness came, and the baton in his hand flew out directly.

The sound of the shot was a signal, and in the crowd, several people who were eternally young and eternally tearful seemed to be inspired, raised their pistols above their heads, and shot at the slanted security soldier who was rushing and beating him.

The first gunshot only woke people up, and when the gunshots rang out later, the security guards reflexively shrunk, raised their shields, threw out the batons in their hands, and reached out to grab the holster on the back of the waist.

The man who had fired the first shot fired a few more shots, and the marksmanship was good, most of them hitting the shield and injuring the two security guards at the same time, before shrinking down and disappearing into the crowd of confusion as the gunshots rang out.

And the security side, the response was equally fast, since someone in the crowd of demonstrators shot and injured their companions, then they didn't say anything, shoot back!

Reaching out for the pistol, in groups of three, without thinking about precise aiming, the trigger was pulled directly in the direction of the pistol raised.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang" The sound of gunfire rang out like fried beans.

Not far away, the Malay police were all dumbfounded, especially the more than 20 policemen who rushed out to stop when they just saw the security guards beating people, and they scattered in a panic at the moment, some mixed into the crowd to run, some looked for garbage cans on the side of the road, street lights and the like to hide, and some people looked for nearby vehicles, but no one dared to stand up and fight back.

Especially when the security guard in the back unloaded the submachine gun he was carrying, "Da Da Da" "Da Da Da"

Back then, the Americans who made trouble dared to shoot directly, not to mention that now they are facing the natives of other countries!

The security company is just a mercenary, so there are not so many burdens and considerations.

Crazy, all crazy!

The demonstrators scattered like nests.

A dozen natives near the gunman were knocked down on the spot.

Seven or eight gunmen who finally realized that they had caused a big deal on impulse were terrified.

Some turned around and ran, some stood still, and some shouted and fought back.

But the submachine guns rang out, and they were only twenty or thirty meters apart, and those who stood and fought back were swept down in a pool of blood on the spot, and only three cowardly ones ran away in the crowd.

A dozen security guards in front of them held shields on the ground to act as cover, and a dozen or so security guards in the back knelt on the ground and aimed at the crowd and both sides of the street, confirming that the marching crowd was not in danger, and they would not continue to shoot.

Instead, they alternated cover and quickly returned to the interior of the building.

They were ordered to keep the crowd in the building safe and disperse the demonstrators, not kill people!

Now the goal has been achieved, of course, to return and administer first aid to the wounded.

A team pointed guns at the door to prevent attackers.

The injured were helped into the inner corner of the building, and several people untied their first-aid kits and began to treat their injuries briefly.

Rotate the tourniquet to stop the bleeding most quickly and prevent heavy bleeding.

The hemostatic spray is sprayed on the wound to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation, with a certain anesthetic effect and reduce the pain.

The simplest battlefield first aid.

On the other side, the team leader has already quickly contacted the logistics medical personnel who are accompanying the team, and the medical staff will soon arrive to pick up the wounded.

In the hall on the first floor, everything is in order.

But upstairs, the Guo family is in a mess here.

Holding binoculars on them to observe the situation, they clearly saw that someone in the crowd of demonstrators fired first, and then there was a burst of indiscriminate killing......

Now there are more than 30 people on the street!

About 20 of them were shot and fell to the ground, and the rest were beaten with batons and fell unconscious or had broken legs and could not run.

Those who had been hit with batons before seemed to be completely sick and ran away after the gunshots rang out.

But just these more than 30 people and the blood and screams all over the ground, the picture is already very shocking!

Mr. Kwok's face was extremely ugly, but he was not frightened, he was in his 20s when the Japanese occupied Malaysia, and this kind of scene was not unprecedented.

What really made his face ugly was that he shot at the crowd of demonstrators, and I don't know how many people died, and the matter was completely big!!

Let's just say that you can't fucking find these security companies, and there is no way to end the matter now!

He regretted it!

As for the fact that the natives of the march shot first, he didn't care at all.

Next to him, Guo Kongcheng's face was also ugly, the telescope in his hand had been taken down at this moment, his face was extremely pale, obviously frightened by this tragic situation, and said in a somewhat smooth tone: "Damn, damn it, how dare those people shoot first, are they crazy!"

Buttering, as if suddenly thinking of something, Guo Kongcheng said again: "Yes, they fired the gun first, and there is a TV camera in the sky, so it must have been filmed."

"So what, it's shooting civilians!!" Mr. Guo looked ugly and shouted in a low voice, "The Sudanese government will not care so much, and international public opinion will not care about it!"

Guo Kongcheng immediately stopped talking, and the atmosphere in the room was very depressing.

Everyone knows that the consequences of shooting civilians, or so many natives, must be severe.

It doesn't matter if the people under the umbrella pat their butts and leave, but they are miserable.

The national contradictions have already intensified, and this time it is even more serious.

Not long after, a car drove downstairs, and the security guard of the umbrella rushed out to guard the street, and after a few people in the car got down, they went straight to the hall on the first floor, and after a brief inspection, they let the three wounded get into the car.

There's no way to do surgery here.

Before the wounded were picked up, the sound of chaotic police cars sounded outside, and more than a dozen police cars went to both sides of the street to directly block the place.

There was a lot of movement, and Mr. Guo's family upstairs looked over with binoculars again.

On the street, the car that picked up the wounded on the side of the umbrella was blocked by the police vehicle, and ten people rushed out of the building, with the muzzle of the gun flat, pointing directly at the police.

The police officers were all hiding behind the car, and many of them began to tremble nervously, their faces were pale and sweaty, and the knuckles of their guns were too hard to turn white.

"Mommy Fake, get out of the way, now!" The team leader pointed to the police car blocking the road and scolded loudly.

"You're going to wait here, you're killing!" The sergeant led by the Malay police was also nervous to death, he really didn't want to come, who wanted to face these lawless mercenaries.

They really dare to kill!

Until now, they don't know that these people are umbrellas, otherwise, they definitely don't have the courage to block it.

"We're not leaving, it's the wounded who are going to be sent away!" The captain roared with a gloomy face, "Are you blocking here to start a war?"

"Or, get out of the way now and let the wounded get to the hospital!"

"Or, kill you now, and then send the wounded to the hospital!"

As he spoke, the captain raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the sky and pulled the trigger directly, and the "da-da-da" gunfire rang out, which was the last warning.

It's so arrogant, what is the Malay police?

The military let them beat their ass and pee, and returned to the police, making trouble!

They didn't pay attention to it at all.

Behind him, the two squads had formed a battle formation, looking like they were ready to do it at any time.

Upstairs, Mr. Guo's family looked stupid, although they couldn't hear anything shouted downstairs, but the umbrella man actually pointed a gun at the police.

The most outrageous thing is that the police really let go of a gap, and the car swaggered away!

No, they killed someone, huh?

They pointed guns at you?

Aren't you police?

Isn't it a law enforcement agency?

Mr. Guo didn't understand, but was shocked!

It is enough for the sergeant to understand.

It's not that he doesn't want to stop it, it's that he doesn't dare.

Their police can't beat this group of evil stars at all, the murderous aura, the bloody aura he smells and feels dizzy, not to mention the people under him.

As he gave the order to get out of the way, he distinctly heard the sound of heavy gasps after relaxing from his side.

The group of men under him moved faster than ever, much faster than when he gave the order.

The team leader saw that the car was safely gone, so he turned around and went back, and the two teams still guarded each other in this situation and withdrew alternately.

The standard tactical movements, the nervous but relaxed appearance, everywhere revealed that they were well-trained and professional, and they were not at all comparable to this group of policemen who only showed off their might to ordinary people on weekdays.

Well...... Ordinary people can't show off their might casually, and local gangsters are still very fierce and polite.

It's all mixed food.

Before the Guo family upstairs could finish their surprise, the phone rang in the room, and the secretary came over and whispered, "It's the phone number of the Sultan Government of Johor."

Mr. Guo took a deep breath and walked over to pick it up, and a roar immediately came from the phone, "Guo H Nian, what do you want? Are you crazy! You provoke the government!"

"Calm, respectful Sultan, it was the people in the parade who fired the first shots, and they shot the security guards, causing the security guards to fight back, and that's what happened." Whether it is useful or not, Mr. Guo can only say this now.

He can't put all the blame on the umbrella, the Sudanese government is not easy to mess with, and the umbrella is even more difficult to mess with.

"Fart, you say this to the demonstrators, you say it to the 8.5 million Malays, you see if they listen to it!"

"This is just an ordinary demonstration, they are just using the demonstration to fight for their own rights and interests, and you, Guo H Nian, you hired and drove those armed men to brutally beat the demonstrators, resulting in many serious injuries, which caused the demonstrators to resist, and you are fully responsible!"

"Just now, you drove armed men to threaten the police officers!"

"What do you want to do, do you want to be treasonous, do you want to rebel!"

"I advise you to tell those armed men to lay down their arms immediately, and you will be responsible for the subsequent series of events that will be caused!"

Mr. Guo was questioned and said that it is absolutely forbidden in a country to have so many armed people who are not under the control of the government, and to kill people, which is illegal in any case.

Now he can't say what he suffers!

"Honorable Sultan, please calm down, these people I have only hired to protect myself, and I have no control over them."

"I can't control it, heh, who will believe it?" Sultan Iskandar roared unrelentingly, "Without your Guo family's support for them, they would dare to kill and wait there quietly after they have finished killing?"

"The military is already assembling and will arrive at the scene soon, if the military arrives and there is a clashes, hmph, then the name of the armed rebellion will be completely confirmed!"

"Guo H Nian, I advise you to lay down your arms and surrender immediately, there is no good end to stubborn resistance, if things are really as you say, the government will consider it as appropriate!" Sultan Iskandar has taken an extremely tough stance.

"Wait, wait, I'm not lying, you believe me, those security guards are from the Umbrella Corporation, I just hired them to keep them safe, and nothing else can be commanded." Mr. Guo hurriedly said that he was really afraid that if the military people came and clashed again, it would be completely over.

Inside the house, the rest of the Guo family were also nervous when they heard that the military was going to enter.

On the other end of the phone, Sultan Iskandar suddenly fell silent.

Just when Mr. Guo thought there was something wrong with the phone, Sultan Iskandar suddenly asked, "Which company did you just say those armed men belonged to?"

"Umbrella Private Military Contracting Company." Mr. Guo replied immediately.

There was another long silence, and on the other end, Sultan Iskan held the phone with his mouth wide open and numb, involuntarily recalling some images in his mind.

The Battle of Malacca took place in the waters of Johor, including the later air battles, and he can't forget the ferocity of the umbrella!

The Malay military or something, people don't pay attention to it at all, they really dare to do it.

As for Lin Meng's battle..... Many people in the Johor Army are still prisoners of that time.

"Ahem, Mr. Guo, what did you just say?" Sultan Iskandar's tone became much calmer.

"Umbrella Private Military Contracting Company." Mr. Guo was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party didn't hear clearly, and said again.

"What about the last sentence?" Sultan Iskandar asked again.

"I'm not lying, you believe me, those security personnel are from the umbrella company, I just hired them to protect the security, and the others can't be commanded at all." Mr. Guo had no idea what the Sultan meant, so he could only reply with a hard head.

"Good, just keep it safe!" The Sultan repeated, "Since it is only for safety, then do not let them come out, and where they stay quietly, you will stay there."

"The police will block the street and will not let anyone approach, you can rest assured of your safety, if there are other places where there are security guards, please inform them, stay calm, exercise restraint, and try not to have a conflict!"

"Understand, the government will do its best to help coordinate, and no one wants to see things go in a bad direction."

"Exercise restraint and reduce the impact!"

"Ahhh Mr. Guo was stupid to deal with it, and the speed of the Sultan's attitude before and after was too fast, and he couldn't keep up.

"That's good, stay calm!"

The phone hung up, where Mr. Guo was sitting, and the Guo family were all looking at him, and he was still a little confused.

That's it?

Isn't it the military who are coming over?

Isn't it to lay down your arms and surrender?

How did it suddenly become to exercise restraint and try not to have conflicts?

The speed of the Sultan's instigation was so fast that Mr. Guo, who had experienced a lot of strong winds and waves, was a little unable to keep up with the rhythm.

The last one to retreat so quickly is still ...... Briton?

During World War II, when the Japanese army attacked, starting from Hong Kong Island, the British fled all the way without firing a single shot, until they completely abandoned Malay and Malacca.

Mr. Guo also experienced it personally, and compared with the present, it is quite similar.

"Father, what's going on?" Guo Kongcheng couldn't hold his breath and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, it's nothing, it's okay, just wait." Mr. Guo looked up and smiled for the first time in more than a month.

At this moment, everyone in the house was stunned, just now the Sultan shouted and shouted to kill, and they heard it.

Well, the voice suddenly became quieter, and I didn't hear it.

Mr. Guo waved his hand and didn't explain, and he couldn't say what mood he was in now.

There was a relaxation, the attitude of the Sudanese government changed, and most of the pressure for such a long time was relieved at once.

There is Chang Shuang, he has been bullied, he has never resisted, it is impossible to say that he is not angry, and now the Sudanese government is obviously afraid, and he is false when he says that he is unhappy.

There is regret, in the final analysis, they still don't have any control of force, so they are bullied everywhere, but the outside pressure is very high, and the Sudanese government is very wary of the Chinese entering the army, such as the all-Malaysia operation of the air force, which is vigorously promoted by the Sudanese government.

Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the Chinese billionaires have not thought of making efforts to promote this aspect.

Don't make money!

The military has no money, the top has no power, people are excluded everywhere, the political struggle is fierce, and the Chinese rich are not willing to let the Chinese elite invest here, and the returns are too low.

Isn't it good to do business, make a lot of money!

Even if you enter the political world, everything is inferior, only if you have a high level of reading, at least you have great power, and you can contribute to everyone's business territory.

Even the Chinese at the bottom are reluctant to join the army, the treatment of soldiers and police is very low, and the Chinese make more money than that.

A good man is not a soldier, and a good iron is not a nail, especially the Chinese community in Southeast Asia, who has not experienced the rise of New China, has always maintained this traditional thinking.

Is it because everyone doesn't know about this drawback?

No!

You know!

It can be like this from top to bottom, and these rich people themselves are not willing to invest in this area, and eventually it becomes what it is now.

The chaotic thoughts in his mind were mixed up, and Mr. Guo smiled bitterly, "Wait, now, things are no longer under our control."

Looking out the window, it's a matter between the umbrella and the Sudanese government.

They're waiting to fall.

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