Chapter 58: Far Away, Punished?
Destroy, reborn.
His subordinates are blinded.
He felt that the parliamentarian's brain was not useful, but he did not know how to say it.
After all, people are the bosses.
Charles looked back at his subordinates in police uniforms, and smiled inexplicably.
Suddenly, he quickly pulled out the revolver on his waist and slammed it on his chest!
Ran out of bullets.
Half-squatting down to probe your nose.
Then he sighed.
"Now, the last link is perfect."
"Haha!"
The madness on the face, no one knows.
Who can know the suffering of him Charles?
Dressed in a white man's skin, what did he go through back then to obtain this glamorous identity.
Just sat next to his subordinates, smiling at his subordinates who had long since lost their lives.
"Aren't you curious? I can't say about the living, but the dead can still be. ”
"I'll tell you a story."
"A long, long time ago, there was a group of carefree people living on this continent, who went hunting in the mountains and forests when they were busy, and frolicking and playing by the river in their leisure time, but this calm, at a certain moment, ended."
"A group of exiled robbers came to this continent, kind and simple natives, hospitable, treated them as guests, brought out the best food for them to eat, but later found out that they were wrong, this group of people slaughtered the indigenous population, plundered the living space of the natives, and encroached on their land."
"Later, they went to great lengths, insidiously giving blankets used by smallpox patients to the natives, and because of this blanket, at least a million natives died, and later they didn't even bother to do so, and began to take stricter measures."
"Expelling, slaughtering, and even threatening to make the best quality boots from the skins of the natives, haha, is it ridiculous?"
"The manifesto in the capital, freedom and equality, all people are free and equal, but are we excluded?"
For the first time in Charles's narrative, the natives were replaced by us.
"Is a native's skull worth only fifty to one hundred eagle dollars? Is our lives so worthless? ”
"The Road of Blood and Tears, the collective death penalty, and the more than 30 tribal clergy and leaders who were hanged in Minnesota are all ugly things done by this group of people who claim to be free, democratic, and equal!"
Speaking of this, Charles laughed and tears came out.
Asked his long-dead men.
"I'm sure you're curious, how could I, a white-skinned person, say this?"
"Haha, I had an illness when I was a child, and then my skin turned white. The leader of the tribe sent me to the outside of the mountain, saying that it would give me a better life, and before leaving, he gave me the most precious treasure of the tribe, saying that I should never come back. ”
"Haha, but, when I got outside, I found out, what is the attitude of these people towards us, I want revenge, but the survival knowledge I learned from elementary school made me understand that revenge is not so easy, it just so happens that there are missing people in the town from time to time, and by chance, I became Charles."
"A family of three, the father is a famous businessman and the mother is Charles, a pianist."
"As you know, he became a San Francisco congressman Charles, but none of this made Charles forget his original name."
Finally, Charles laughed maniacally: "This world, sinful, needs blood to baptize!" ”
He took out a gaina flute, and melodious music sounded in the quiet night.
Echoing the chaotic footsteps and sounds.
"Quick, someone is attacking the police station, we need to hurry up and help."
The sound of the flute made the faces of these people look surprised.
"Go over there and see who it is!"
A group of people walked in the direction of Charles.
When these people came to the police station, they looked at the font of the charred corpse that had long been burned, and their faces fell silent.
Someone looked cautiously at the chief's face.
In an undetectable voice, he asked, "Sir, what does this mean?" ”
The ice was broken.
The commander's face was flushed, and he looked at the inquisitive soldiers with a shy face.
Distress.
Angrily scolded: "Why do you ask me, where do I know where to go?" Why don't you take a picture with your camera? ”
Tan Jin thought of this way to relieve his anger, but he couldn't imagine that all this was a show for the blind, and it was a bit useless to treat the pose of a group of illiterate or people who didn't understand Chinese characters.
Why don't you use the words of the beautiful country, you ask?
Isn't that so embarrassing, what a good flexibility.
Ha ha.
And Charles, on the other hand, when he heard noisy footsteps and warnings: "What people! Don't move! ”
The body is no longer dressed as the previous tuxedo, but has become tattered, and his face is panicked.
"Quick, save me, I'm Councillor Charles, I was attacked by the enemy, and I finally ran here, save my guard."
He tossed aside the revolver he had been tinkering with on the black market.
The whole person is like a frightened rabbit.
When the visitor saw Charles's appearance, he panicked.
"Quick, it's really a councilor, hurry up and report to the chief..."
No one knows what happened next, but the San Francisco congressman was promoted to Congress because of his meritorious resistance.
In this, there may be a contribution from his rich father, but it is definitely not much.
Qiu Laoba and the others met with Fang Dagang at the ferry, reported the situation, and a group of people got on the boat, and there were people outside to answer.
Subsequently, Fang Dagang and others disappeared in San Francisco again.
When the beautiful country learned of all this, Roosevelt was furious when he looked at the words that were laid out with corpses.
He slammed the picture on the table.
Questioned the military, the police.
"That's how you defend the country, the enemy arrogantly burns and loots in our police station, and rescues hostages, just like visiting your own back garden!"
"Is that the answer you gave me?"
"Huh?"
Roosevelt's questioning made the military bosses, the police bosses, and even the judicial bigwigs all bow their heads in shame.
It's not a question of how many people die.
It's a matter of the face of the whole country.
I can't believe how much turmoil this photo will cause after it gets out.
What does the world think of them?
Can't even protect your hometown?
Henry, the police boss, hurriedly said: "Your Excellency, I have sent the most capable police officers to investigate, and the murderer will definitely be brought to justice!" ”
It's okay not to speak, but after speaking, Roosevelt is even more angry.
", you."
"At first glance, this operation is an organized operation, and it is also the largest Chinese community in San Francisco, and behind this group of people must be standing that group of elusive Chinese intelligence officers, you haven't caught these intelligence officers for three years, can you do it now?"
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