Chapter 684: Killing a Chicken with a Bull’s Knife The small building of the Free Association still stands, but the emblem on the outer wall has become mottled. Xie Zhonghou, the head of the Central News Agency branch, walked around the upstairs with his hands on his hips. He was so angry that not only Tong Yuejuan ran away, but also several small bosses who could manage things. Only two trembling handymen were left waiting. Pay salary. "Thank you, sir!" "How about it?" "As expected, there is no one at Tong Yuejuan's home, and all valuable things have been taken away." "The old naughty woman reacted too quickly. She knew there would be no good things to gain if she went back! Inform Team 1 of Station 4 and ask them to investigate. Tong Yuejuan is no longer under our control." Taiwan has multiple spy organizations stationed in Hong Kong. They withdrew in the 1990s and then came back after 2004. They were behind the Occupy Central incident. Now that Director Song has closed his door to think about his faults, Tong Yuejuan has run away, and there will always be no one left. Xie Zhonghou will have full authority to handle it. What the Taiwanese side means is that the left must be allowed to have a better memory and not be ridiculed. But be careful how you do it.
When China and Britain started negotiations, Taiwan was indignant. They advocated that "Hong Kong belongs to the Republic of China, and Thatcher should come to Taipei for negotiations." At that time, the so-called President of the Executive Yuan jumped out and showed the original copy of the "Treaty of Nanjing". However, Britain was too lazy to pay attention to their jumping up and down, and had no time to act. They all knew who was the real master. This frustrated Taiwan. The British Hong Kong government does not want the two factions to conflict in Hong Kong. In recent years, the mainland and Taiwan have also made a tacit agreement not to engage in military confrontation, so it is definitely not possible unless they want a direct war. Xie Zhonghou thought for a while and ordered: "Find some friends from the world!" … All the more than 30 people brought by Li Weiguo arrived, most of them were stationed at the Clear Water Bay studio, and a small number stayed in the dormitory building. They were summoned just in case, and to prepare for future planning. Chen Qi wanted to mobilize a battalion to bulldoze Hong Kong Island, but it was impossible! At this juncture, no party wants to cause trouble. "In the end, we have to deal with the police! If the rightists cause trouble, we can just beat them down. We have to follow the clear rules." "Then how do you explain when the police come?" "The studio is being renovated, and criminals are breaking in and attacking. Can't our workers stand up to resist and protect property?" Fu Qi said plausibly. Chen Qidao: "Uncle, put down the Molotov cocktail before you speak!" "I haven't done it for a long time and my hand is raw. Can I give it to you to play with?" Fu Qi didn't take it seriously and threw it away. Seeing him catching it in a panic, he smiled and said, "You're a normal person just now. Don't be afraid. It's not going to explode now." "It will be too late if it blows up!" Chen Qi's head was sweating. How could he have seen such a battle when the weather was smooth? This is an ordinary glass bottle filled with flammable liquid. The mouth of the bottle is blocked with a stopper and a cloth strip is inserted as a ignition material. When the time comes, light the strip of cloth, throw it away, and bang! Fu Qi also sighed: "Add some Fuqiang powder or hydrochloric acid into it, the lethality will be better, how about..." "Okay, okay! Don't act like a three-fighter. I'll go out and take a look."
He returned the Molotov cocktail to the other party and slipped to the gate. A simple fortification has been built outside the door, and the materials are all leftover from the past. After waiting for a while, some reporters arrived one after another. They were very excited to see this thing and said one after another: "Mr. Chen, what a big battle!" "Of course!" "Everyone will stay on the set today. I'm not sure if anyone will come, but as long as someone comes, you will make money. How many shots you can take depends on your ability." The reporters went their separate ways. Similarly, a group of reporters were invited to the dormitory building. In the war years, we had the fighting style of the war years, and today we have the same fighting style of today. When something goes wrong, we can’t cover it up, we have to expose it, and we know who we are afraid of. Chen Qi entered the communication room, which had become Li Weiguo's frontline command position. Seeing him tinkering with a walkie-talkie, Chen Qi smiled and said, "Is it useful? I specially purchased a batch for you. Your equipment is better than that of the Spring Festival Gala. They are here The gym was as cold as a grandchild, and there wasn’t even a walkie-talkie.” "You won't host the Spring Festival Gala this year?" "I'm busy with all these things, how can I have the energy to do them?" "It's definitely not as exciting as the previous two years. During the Spring Festival, the army organized a TV show and everyone watched it cutely..." Speaking of this, a man like Li Weiguo suddenly became a little shy and said: "Comrade Chen Qi, we all like your movies. Many people have asked me to ask you for some posters, messages and so on. Isn't it convenient for you?" Want it from me? I want a hammer, obviously from my wife. Chen Qi thought that Gong Xue had really gone to the Laoshan front line to express condolences, and it would be next year. There was a little soldier who fell in love with her. He pasted newspaper clippings in a notebook. He was so excited when he knew she was coming that he wanted to ask her to sign her autograph. However, he was unable to wait and died. But she is pregnant now, so she probably won't be able to go. "No problem, I'll give it to you later!" He agreed immediately, and Li Weiguo thanked him happily and said: "Comrade Chen Qi, if someone attacks, who do you think it will be?" "Little red guy!" "Not the enemy?" Li Weiguo was stunned. "Where did the enemy army come from? If he really dares to attack the enemy army, I will look down upon him. There are several gangs in Hong Kong that are closely related to the Fruit Party, and they should be looking for them." "How about the combat effectiveness of this underworld?" "How should I put it? Gangsters, kitchen knife teams, criminals, they take a watermelon knife and slash, occupy a street and dominate it... But don't be careless, they may have guns, or some other dirty tricks." Li Weiguo nodded to express his understanding. At this moment, the intercom suddenly rang: "Report, suspicious target found!" "Where? Where?" Chen Qi stretched his neck and looked, but saw nothing, not even the investigating comrades. Li Weiguo walked away for a few steps, asked about the situation in detail, and came back: "You go back to the building first, we are here!" "good!" He wasn't good at this, so he didn't cause any trouble. He ran up to the main building and grabbed Shi Nansheng, who was running down happily, back. The only thing I could hear along the way was the chirping of the walkie-talkie, saying things like "restraint", "surprise attack", "don't kill the enemy" and so on. …
It's the end of November now. Read the error-free version at 69 Book Bar! 6=9+Book_Bar debuts this novel. Soon the sky turned dark. The area of Clearwater Bay was already remote. A main road passed through the city. It was covered with rolling hills and trees. Apart from two studios, there was nothing there. Several vans, loaded with cannon fodder, quietly drove over under the cover of night. Taiwan is not stupid, and neither are the leaders of the society. They openly attacked mainland officials in Hong Kong. Do you really want to live? But they have to do something. Fortunately, they have many people. For example, 14K has more than 100,000 members, and Xin Ngee Ann also has 70,000 to 80,000 members. Cannon fodder is everywhere. And these people are idiots with no culture, no knowledge, and no idea what they are doing. "Hey, what exactly do you want us to do? Did you make it clear?" "Teach them a lesson!" "Kicking someone is considered a lesson, cutting off a finger is considered a lesson, and slapping someone is considered a lesson?" "Whatever! It's just a fight anyway. I heard it's a movie shooting place. There are a few small sandbags piled up at the door. I don't know what's going on." "What are you doing? I'm filming a movie. I wonder if Zhong Chuhong is there!" While he was talking, the car had stopped on the road in front of the set. As soon as the car door opened, a lot of breadmen came out, holding the dough in their hands. They all wanted to rush over fiercely, but they all yelled and cursed. "Fuck on the street! What the **** are these little sandbags?!" "I can't even jump over it!" "Kill them!" The leader reacted quickly and moved forward without hesitation. Seeing the sandbags getting closer and closer, the other side still didn't react. They took one step, two steps, three steps, as if to confirm whether they had guns... and just when they rushed to the last step! Suddenly his eyes darkened, as if the whole sky had collapsed. Bang! There was no unnecessary noise or movement. He fell straight to the ground. He didn't know what happened the second before he fainted. He could only vaguely see a figure coming out, and he felt himself stiff for a moment, just like a beast in the forest hearing the tiger's roar, smelling the fishy wind, and feeling the smoke of the wolf that had experienced hundreds of battles! "It's really a sneak attack!" On the main building, Chen Qi was holding a telescope and marveled. Fu Qi snorted: "It's been so many years, but a dog can't change its habit of eating shit! Call the dormitory and I'll go down and take a look!" "Hey, uncle, calm down! Don't throw the Molotov cocktail!" … Xiao Gao is in charge of the dormitory building. There is only one unit door, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it is relatively easy. He didn't neglect it either. He left a few on the first floor and sent a few out to patrol the streets. As night fell, Xiao Gao was playing chess with his uncle when he suddenly heard the intercom rang.
"A suspicious target was found on the west side of the building...either a suspicious target or an enemy attack!" "How many are there?" Xiao Gao asked hurriedly. "Ten or so!" "How many of you are there now?" "Three!" "Okay! We have the upper hand, let's **** them!" (No more today, will be added tomorrow...) (End of chapter)