~-~ Chapter 17 The crowd is indignant

"You are so bold that you dare to go to our Chaklin Hotel to make trouble, and you have injured my people and robbed me of my money!" Lob was furious today, but under the pressure of Hades, he did not dare to move, and when he saw the main person who made trouble, he immediately became angry and roared loudly.

"You are so bold, you dare to come to our territory to make trouble, and you have such a big trend, are you easy to bully us?" It was Guo Tayu who spoke, he was originally tall, and at this time, under the instigation of Xie Cunguan, he was sincere and powerful, and for a while, he looked forward to the wind and was heroic, and immediately attracted the attention of countless little stars.

"Uh-" Luo Bu listened to Guo Tayu's words, and was uncomfortable for a while, almost holding his breath, and suffocating himself from internal injuries. Why did the world really change? Why did a Chinese person make trouble at the Chaklin Hotel, which is like a holy place for Indonesian bastards in Surabaya City, and today a Chinese person dared to shout so directly in front of him, could it be that he had traveled through time and space?

When he didn't speak, those Indonesian bastards were also stunned, and they became noisy in a moment, obviously unable to stand Guo Tayu's wild words.

Marven on the side was frightened, didn't he want to die? If there is really a trouble, and the matter is big, who can control these Indonesians, and when the time comes, they will suffer heavy losses, and who will pay for them. At that time, he said to Zheng Liming on the side: "Zheng Liming, what do you mean by Yifutang?

Zheng Liming had already received Xie Cunguan's words, and said with a heartfelt heart at that time: "What do you mean? Aren't I in solidarity with our Furen Tang? When we went to Nanyang from the four halls of Fuzhou Hongmen and Renyi Hongfu, our ancestors were not blood alliances at that time, and they were determined to help each other and protect our race! So today we are here!"

Ma Wendu was speechless for a while, when he first went to Nanyang, the four halls of benevolence, righteousness and Hongfu were indeed like this. In the early days of Nanyang, this was also the case. It's just that in the later period, with the Indonesian ** movement and the UMNO government, the Chinese were brutally suppressed, so that the four halls of benevolence, righteousness and Hongfu had to turn from light to dark, and decades later, they were annihilated among the daily Chinese. Although it has been restored in recent years, it has lost its original purpose, and has simply become a tool for them to manage Chinatown.

As for the bullying of the Chinese by Indonesians, except for Yifutang, which sometimes comes forward, the other three halls are basically suppressed inside, showing weakness. For several generations, I have been bullied by these black-skinned "monkeys" in Indonesia, and I am really scared.

Although Ma Wendu knew that Zheng Liming's words were good, he was a vested interest in Chinatown, so how could he risk offending Indonesians. At that time, his face changed and he said angrily: "Zheng Liming! I see that you are sincere in causing trouble! Yesterday we had already lost money and had trouble, but it was your people who went to rob the money and came back, leading to today's chaos.

Zheng Liming's face changed by him, and he couldn't answer for a while, although everyone has a lot of enthusiasm, but after all, in Indonesia, Chinese generations have been bullied by these black-skinned "monkeys", and they have suffered heavy disasters and heavy losses. In the riots in Jakarta in '98, that kind of tragic scene weighed on the hearts of every Indonesian Chinese, making everyone almost breathless.

Not only in the hearts of Indonesians, but also in the hearts of Chinese, they already consider themselves second-class citizens.

After listening to Ma Wendu's words, Xie Cunguan couldn't help but take over the conversation and said: "For thousands of years, sheep have always had a docile character, but have you ever seen a sheep that is not slaughtered? The status of the Indonesians in those days was not as good as that of the Chinese in the Dutch colonial era! But if you look at it today, the status of the Chinese is not as good as that of the Indonesians back then? Why? Why is this happening, have you thought about it?" Speaking of this, he turned his head to the Chinese onlookers: "Have you thought about it?"

The people around were stunned, obviously Xie Cunguan was unfamiliar to everyone, and his words were also unfamiliar.

"Actually, it's very simple, the status of Indonesians today is the old generation of Indonesians in the ** movement in exchange for blood! They shed blood to resist the Dutch at that time, so they got today's status!" Xie Cunguan looked at the unfamiliar emotion in everyone's eyes, and then said: "What about us? Many of us Chinese people followed the Indonesians to engage in ** sports and contributed money and blood to shed blood, but the Indonesians excluded us when they shared the fruits of victory! Even we helped them to do ** The heroes of the movement were also bloodied by them in the end! But can you blame them?"

Xie Cunguan looked at these faces that began to be moved: "I said that we can't blame them! Because, if we were a tiger, how could we be willing to be sheep on an equal footing with us! Decades ago, Indonesians were bleeding, and they used their blood to fight for today's status, and in '98 we were also bleeding, and we used bloodshed to frighten our own courage and make us live more like sheep!"

"This is a shame! This is a shame for us as people, and even more so a shame for us as Chinese!" Xie Cunguan's voice couldn't help but get louder: "For 5,000 years, the Chinese have never been afraid of bloodshed! During the Yuan Dynasty, ten families with a kitchen knife and the method of sitting together were not driven back to the desert by our ancestors.

"All of you are the children of Hongmen, what was the purpose of our Hongmen establishment back then?" Xie Cunguan said in a louder voice: "Expel the Tartars and restore China! Oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, no matter what you say, these words actually mean the same thing, that is, to drive out the people who bully us and protect our race!"

"But what are you doing in Furentang, Hongfuhui, and Fuyang Martial Arts Hall?" Xie Cunguan looked at Ma Wendu and the others opposite: "Not only do you not stand out for the Chinese, but you also blindly suppress our Yifutang! Moreover, our Yifutang is not going out to cause trouble, but we just don't want to be bullied!"

"Okay, let's not talk about these previous things! Let's talk about today's things!" Xie Cunguan pointed to those "Tucker Tigers": "Yesterday, these people robbed Mr. Ma's daughter on the street and injured her! When they were caught by us Chinese, they not only did not apologize, but also scolded her! So, the ......" he said, pointing at Chang Health on the side of his hand and saying: "That gentleman kicked the other party, and then this person ......" He was referring to the middle-aged man:" I asked Mr. Ma to pay for their people, and I lost 20,000 US dollars, and I couldn't look at it, so I went and grabbed the money...... Because I feel like these Indonesians are crazy!"

"But who made them so mad?" Xie Cunguan pointed to the Chinese around him and said: "It's us, it's us! After so many years, have we shed less blood? But every time we shed blood, it can only prove our cowardice, and every time we bleed, it can only make these Indonesian black-skinned 'monkeys' more rampant, so that they will treat us more fiercely...... Because it's not just them who have lost their humanity, we've lost our humanity too!"

"You may not be convinced, we are the one who is being bullied, how can we say that we have promoted human nature!" Xie Cunguan said loudly: "As a human being, not only do you not bully others, but you can't be bullied by others! Those who bully people lose their humanity and become animal nature, and those who are bullied but dare not resist are not lost their humanity and become the nature of domestic poultry, such as cattle and sheep! They have become sheep that can be slaughtered by others!"

"So I want to ask you a question here today?" Xie Cunguan almost roared: "Are we still human? If we are human beings, are we going to bully people like this? If we are human beings, don't we have a little blood? Do we still want our children and grandchildren to live this kind of life for generations to come?"

For a while, the surrounding Chinese widened their eyes in shock, for so many years, the Chinese people in all countries in the world have a sympathetic attitude towards the plight of the Chinese in Indonesia, but Xie Cunguan's words today made them feel even more humiliated. But this humiliation does not come from others, but from their own hearts!

The eyes of the older ones were moist, but the faces of the young people were flushed.

Chang Jianxing finally couldn't help but pull his throat and roared: "We are human! We are bloody! We are not sheep to be slaughtered, you say, what should we do?" He roared, and behind him, Luo Genshe and others immediately stood behind him, and shouted together: "We are bloody! We are not sheep to be slaughtered!"

Marven trembled his lips and couldn't say anything.

Although he endured it again and again, he didn't want to cause trouble, but it was just an instinct to protect his family property. Although his daughter Ma Yan's injury was not serious, with his finances, that small injury could not even leave a scar, but her daughter locked herself in the house and did not come out since she came home yesterday.

He is a person from the past, so he naturally knows that the injury of ** can be passed, and the damage to his soul cannot be erased for a lifetime.

As a successful businessman, how could he not understand the truth in Xie Cunguan's words. It's just that it's easier said than done. Moreover, as a businessman, he naturally has more hesitation to look ahead and backward, and less the arrogance of Xie Cunguan as a warrior who is willing to cut his body and dare to pull the emperor off the horse.

Most of the young people present today were watching the excitement, and for a while, the Chinese at the entrance of the entire Fu Yan Hall in Chinatown were full of emotions and shouting. Luo Bu and the others were alone, and in the face of this momentum, their faces couldn't help but turn a little pale. He wanted to use ferocity to support his face, but in the face of the anger of the crowd, he did not fail to restrain his momentum.

"You wait!" Lob and the others left a scene, turned around and walked away. Even a timid Indonesian bastard, because of the hurry under his feet, couldn't help but mix, which caused laughter among the Chinese.

At this time, Chang Jianxing had already walked in front of Xie Cunguan, and when Xie Cunguan bumped into Ma Wendu yesterday, he felt happy. Although I was scolded together today, I felt even more happy.

"This brother, the face is very raw!" he hugged his fists and said: "If there is something in the future, you say hello, I often come in the healthy water, go in the fire, frown, I am really a turtle grandson!"

Xie Cunguan hurriedly bowed his hand and saluted: "Don't dare! I'm not a local of ours! It's just that I can't write two Chinese characters with one stroke, and I can't change my clothes and pants, and I can't change this yellow skin! The children of Huaxia are a family, and they should help each other!"

Ma Wen on the side listened to it, and couldn't help but ask Zheng Liming: "Xiao Zheng, isn't this person from your Yifutang?" The two were friends in the past, but they were born because of different opinions. At this time, once he put aside the prejudice in his heart, he couldn't help but get close to Zheng Liming in his heart, and called him the past name.

"No!" Zheng Liming's face became serious: "Brother Ma, we have to talk in a different place, there is a big matter!"

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