The donkey tilted his head and caught a glimpse of Wang Zhen standing motionless and in a daze and shouted, Wang Zhen thought to himself that he hadn't heard anything.

This guy didn't know if he was infected by shrapnel, his brain was convulsed, and he picked up a bottle of Coke to block the mouth of the bottle and shook it wildly.

Shrapnel's eyes lit up, and excitement was written on his face.

The shovel covered his mouth to keep himself from laughing.

Guo Jingyun rolled his eyes widely, he still couldn't understand this kind of presumptuous prank joke of Westerners.

The poet smiled at the corners of his mouth, squinting at the donkey as it went farther and farther down the road to death.

"Whew!"

The dry cola sprayed Wang Zhen's face, and he was so frightened that he suddenly dodged backwards, and with a "bang", the chair fell, and Wang Zhen also fell on his back.

Hahahaha, the unbridled laughter of donkeys, shrapnel, and shovels sounded in the house.

"it!" Wang Zhen wiped a handful of Coke from his face, stood up with a bone, squinted at the donkey, and did not speak.

The donkey looked at Wang Zhen, his laughter became smaller and smaller, and finally looked at Wang Zhen with an embarrassed face, "Hey, aren't you so stingy, are you angry?" ”

Wang Zhen still didn't speak, but silently took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the notebook, and began typing crackling.

The atmosphere became more and more eerie, and the donkey always felt a cold air enveloping him, giving him a bad premonition.

"Hey, hey, Wang, what are you doing?"

Guo Jingyun, who was sitting next to Wang Zhen, leaned over and took a look, but Wang Zhen didn't cover it.

The donkey looked at Guo Jingyun, only to see that his face became very strange little by little, and his heart suddenly became colder.

"Guo, Guo, tell me, what is Wang doing?" The donkey stood up and walked around the others in this direction.

At this time, Wang Zhen had already put away his mobile phone and put it back in his pocket, ignoring the donkey, reaching out to help him pick up the chair and sit on his own.

Guo Jingyun held back a smile, looked at Wang Zhen, and saw that Wang Zhen had no intention of objecting, so he said with a smile: "Wang just wrote a line in the record book. ”

"What word?" The donkey immediately asked, and everyone also looked at Guo Jingyun.

Guo Jingyun coughed lightly, learned to broadcast and said: "At 12:45 p.m. on November 25, 2014, Mountbatten sprayed me in the face with Coke, and I was not angry. ”

The room suddenly fell silent, and the atmosphere gradually became eerie.

The donkey's expression changed from relaxed to puzzled, from confused to stunned, and finally gradually collapsed, which looked particularly funny.

"You're not angry, why are you recording it!" The donkey's voice was full of chagrin and sorrow.

"Poof, hahahaha." The crowd burst into laughter.

Shrapnel laughed the most exaggeratedly, and the whole person slipped under the table.

The shovel kept wiping away tears.

"I'm afraid I'll forget." Wang Zhen picked up the napkin and said casually while wiping his face.

Hahahaha......

Everyone can imagine it, just look at Wang Zhen's fooling Faisal before, maybe when he will pit the donkey, just the IQ of the donkey, maybe he will be sold by Wang Zhen and help Wang Zhen count the money.

The poet shook his head and sighed, "No zuo no die why you try." ”

“No try no high give me five。”

“let it go！”

"Hell, poet, what are you talking about?" The donkey asked with a depressed expression.

"Sparring, Chinese culture, with your brain, it's hard to understand." The poet looked at the donkey calmly, with no contempt, only Chi Guoguo's disregard.

"I've sharked you!" The donkey turned and threw himself at the poet.

After laughing for a while, after eating, Wang Zhen washed his face and went out, and when he went out, he called out to the donkey.

The donkey didn't want to go, but he couldn't resist it, and followed Wang Zhen into the car with fear.

"Where to go?"

"Go to the party nest first, I contacted Faisal to see him."

I walked here many times, the journey was smooth, and I arrived in twenty minutes, and before I could get off the bus, Faisal greeted me.

"Hi dear Wang, I finally see you again." Faisal seemed very excited, and when he came up, he gave Wang Zhen a big hug, the kind that was very hard, and his voice was choked.

Wang Zhen: "......"

"I'm glad to meet you, too." Wang Zhen reluctantly patted Faisal on the back.

"You can't imagine, King, what has happened to me in the last month, it was a nightmare, I felt as if I had suddenly fallen into hell, those demons took over Tikrit, they slaughtered and wreaked havoc, Tikrit became a wasteland, and most of my people died."

"Alright, this is not the place to talk, let's go inside." Wang Zhen could only comfort.

Obviously, without the commissar of the king, Faisal's career was like a castle rewarded on the beach, which collapsed with a slight push.

Now Faisal looks very decadent, his income has plummeted, the limelight that was once flourishing has been interrupted, and he can no longer afford the 30 people who came to follow him.

Coming to the office of the small classroom again, the staff of several parties all looked at Wang Zhen, they all knew about the previous experience, and they felt like they had found the organization again and the savior had come.

He looked very excited.

The reason why Faisal must ask Wang Zhen to come here to meet him is for this reason, to boost morale.

Wang Zhen had an indifferent smile on his face and talked to everyone cordially.

Finally, he made a concluding remarks: "There are always winds and waves on the vast sea, and throughout the history of Arabia, there is no family and country whose rise has not been full of ups and downs, full of twists and turns, and it is precisely because of these setbacks that it burns our bodies like flames and forges our hearts as hard as steel." ”

"What I want to tell you is that the future is bright and the road is bumpy, which is the only way for all just undertakings to develop!"

"Bang bang bang." There was a round of applause in the office.

Wang Zhen's bowl of chicken soup is precipitated over the years, with the breath of history, very nutritious, a bowl of pouring, everyone immediately surging with passion.

The most emotional was Faisal, whose tears were all down, and he applauded and wiped them.

Even if the donkey next to him knew that Wang Zhen didn't have any good intentions, he could still listen to it with excitement.

Be careful, be very careful, the donkey kept telling himself in his heart that he was the one who was written down by the guy in front of him.

Coming out of the office, the three of them found a teahouse nearby.

Because the party nest is a gathering place for dozens of political parties, there are many people who come here to talk about things, and the nearby street is full of teahouses.

After serving the tea, Wang Zhen took a sip to moisten his throat, and then continued: "You don't have to be too depressed, rest assured, this is not your chance." ”

"Great, I knew that you must have a way, Wang." Faisal excitedly grabbed Wang Zhen's hand.

Quietly pulling out, Wang Zhen coughed lightly and continued: "Because of the relationship between Silly Damu, Tikrit has indeed suffered a purge, but those old family forces still have huge influence. ”

"It's like the Adan Abboud family before it, they have risen, but they are still hostile to those stubborn forces, and in fact, you are taking a more Westernized line, you are in favor of further secularization, closer to the mainstream culture."

"But the current rulers of the Arab world are relying on the power of tradition, and you are doing the opposite."

"There is a saying that there is no harm if there is no contrast, and what happened to Tikrit will make them understand that any extreme is the beginning of disaster, and let them realize who is the strength they can really rely on."

Faisal kept nodding, his face overflowing with joy, "What about specifically?" What should I do? ”

It's too simple, there were a lot of templates during the Republican period.

What is the historical heritage!

Wang Zhen took a sip of tea and began to gush, "Terrorists hide themselves among civilians, so that people can't tell and can't fight, why can you do the same, let your people disguise themselves as extremist believers to enter Tikrit, and then secretly throw pre-made propaganda leaflets on the street at night, and paint big-character posters on the walls." ”

"The content is simpler, write down the crimes committed by Ace Ace after occupying Tikrit, don't write about what he killed and how many people he killed, the simple numbers are too boring, write specifically, which district and street the victim is from, how comfortable the family was before, and now the family is ruined."

"Writing about Ace's cruel methods of killing, writing about the torture of those women, and writing about the suffering of those children, should be close to the lives of ordinary people, and it can be illustrated and written, so that people can substitute it at a glance."

"It may not be useful at first, but it will root this concept in people's hearts, and you can also write some precautions on how to live under the Reign of Terror of Ace, which everyone will definitely love to watch, and it is also simple, virtual and snake-like, and firm in faith."

"There are many ways to engage in propaganda, if Ace Ace collects these leaflets, it is fear, if a large-scale search starts, it will inevitably create greater panic, I tell you, no matter what they do, it is wrong."

"You put this set into a report, and then make a leaflet, I believe that the US government will be interested, and you will soon get their strong support, and with the strong support of the United States, you can further contact the rich people who live in the occupied areas of Ace-Ace."

"If you contact them, if you don't need them to make a public statement, they will definitely give you financial support, they need to retreat, and at the same time, they need to maintain their business and maintain a high quality of life, and the larger the scale of your propaganda in the enemy-occupied area, the bigger the commotion, the more support you will get."

"You have to firmly believe that whether it is the United States or the United Nations, it is impossible to watch a terrorist organization really complete the establishment of the country, they will be eliminated sooner or later, now it is just those big powers are tugging at each other, and the day Ace Ace collapses, it will be the time when you soar into the sky!" As he spoke, Wang Zhen clenched his fists and waved them fiercely.

"Soar into the sky!" Faisal listened to the fluttering eyebrows, shortness of breath, blushing face, waving his arms and roaring loudly.

Mentor Wang Political Commissar has planned the action plan and action plan, what else does he have to hesitate about!

This bowl of chicken soup, I'm Faisal dry!

……

At the gate of the party's nest, Wang Zhen got into the car, the car drove out, and through the rearview mirror, the donkey saw that Faisal was still waving his arms to say goodbye.

What Wang Zhen said, the donkey also felt that the head was the way, but he always felt that Faisal was going to suffer.

(End of chapter)