Dong Qiangqiang's Story of Leaving Germany

Chapter 709
Although Lao Bai has limited legs and feet, his pace is really fast.

Just when Dong Qiangqiang thought that Lao Bai would rush directly towards the group of people, Lao Bai suddenly stopped and stopped a few meters in front of the group of people.

Lei Lanting and the others are still some distance away from Lao Bai, and Dong Qiangqiang is the fastest to catch up.He walked behind Lao Bai in two steps and reminded in a low voice: "Xiaohe said that (the people here) didn't rob her of money."

"It's not about money now." Lao Bai glanced across the faces of the group of people, "This is bigger than money."

Among the group of people opposite him, some were wearing baggy clothes like tan monks’ uniforms, while the rest were wearing unrecognizable casual clothes. Almost everyone wore yellow scarves and sunglasses on their faces. A flag with a pattern on it.They lazily gathered together in threes and fives, muttering something in whispers, making weird and obscene laughter from time to time, and when they were happy, they would glance at the square, or intentionally or unintentionally look at Lao Bai and Dong Qiangqiang who were very close to them .

There was a roll-up banner on the ground in front of them, and on the poster of the roll-up banner was a portrait of someone Dong Qiangqiang didn't know.Although Dong Qiangqiang didn't know who the head portrait was, he could still understand the slogan printed on the poster. Combined with Lei Lanting's introduction just now, he could already guess that the dozens of (dirty) separatists in front of him were fighting for their organization. fundraising.The counter made up of several long tables is filled with books, cups, albums, scarves and other things printed with the same portraits as the posters.Red banners hung from poles erected on both sides of the long table.There are paper cups, cards, small plastic bags and other sundries on the surrounding ground, and not far away is the trash can with the logo of the fast food restaurant printed on it.

"Then what are you thinking?" Dong Qiangqiang took his eyes back from the poster.

Seeing that Tong Lele and others were also approaching, Lao Bai took a deep breath and exhaled again, and said in a deep voice: "Do what a Chinese should do." After speaking, he strode towards the group of people.

In Dong Qiangqiang's impression, Lao Bai is not an emotional person, on the contrary, he is indifferent to emotions. Except for the time in the ward, Dong Qiangqiang has hardly seen him in any mood of great sorrow and joy.Even at Lao Bai's own wedding, he seemed indifferent, neither excited nor excited. Dong Qiangqiang joked that Lao Bai seemed to be attending someone else's wedding.

Although everyone knew who the group of people on the opposite side were, they didn't know Lao Bai's intentions, so they could only stand there and watch the situation unfold.

The people behind the long table were still chatting and laughing happily, but when they saw an unexpected guest limping over, their cheerful conversation stopped abruptly, everyone looked at Lao Bai vigilantly, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.

At this time, a square-faced girl with glasses came out from the crowd, stood behind the table and looked up and down Lao Bai with wary eyes.She found that although Lao Bai's clothes were ordinary and he didn't look like a rich man, but Lao Bai's eyes kept wandering around the products, as if he was very interested.

Although she didn't intend to actually sell anything, the girl in glasses still pointed to the items on the table and greeted in a strong southern mandarin: "These are our products, your purchase can support our actions and increase our sales." ..."

Lao Bai focused on browsing the objects on the table, as if he didn't hear the other party's words.Just when the girl with glasses was about to say it again, Lao Bai suddenly reached out and grabbed a cloth bag with portraits printed on the table, and then began to throw the printed materials and other small items on the table into the bag, the movements were very clean and neat.

This action was unexpected, and the girl with glasses didn't expect Lao Bai to be so bold. She waited for two seconds before reacting, and stopped in Mandarin mixed with dialect: "You're wrong! (You took) too much!"

But Lao Bai turned a deaf ear to her words, and still put them in. In less than ten seconds, Lao Bai had stuffed a large stack of printed materials into the bag, and only a few scattered ones fell on the ground.

Before she could continue talking, Lao Bai picked up another cup. He squinted at the sentence printed on it for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about something.

"I order you to put it down immediately!" The woman with glasses clapped her hands on the table and shouted loudly.

Lao Bai looked away from the cup, and stared into the other's eyes like a torch, without saying a word but revealing a faint murderous look.

Perhaps sensing the hostility in Lao Bai's eyes, the glasses girl looked away in fear.She took a half step back and glanced back at the people on her side.A few men with big arms and round waists understood, and immediately moved forward with their shoulders shaking. One of the fat, black-faced men grabbed Lao Bai's left arm holding the cup, stared at Lao Bai condescendingly, and used it aggressively. The index finger of his right hand poked Lao Bai's left shoulder vigorously, and ordered in awkward Chinese: "What are you doing? Put it down! Get out! Before I change my mind."

The woman with glasses stood behind the black-faced man, staring at the silent old Bai with a dark face, waiting for him to put down the glass with dissatisfaction.

Lao Bai glanced at the other cups neatly placed on the table from the corner of his eye, and "obediently" put the cup in his hand back on the table.

The black-faced man seemed to be quite satisfied with Lao Bai's understanding, and stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan, motioning for Lao Bai to hand over the bag in his hand.

"You bastard clowns." Lao Bai sneered and said loudly, "You can do this kind of thing like eating inside and outside to sell the country to seek glory. It's really that the conscience has been eaten by dogs. Oh no, dogs won't eat your black hearts, I'm afraid was poisoned to death."

As soon as the words were finished, Lao Bai threw the cloth bag in his hand to the ground, and the printed matter in the cloth bag immediately scattered all over the ground.

Before the other party could react, Lao Bai let go of his left hand, and the cup slipped out of his hand. Under the surprised gaze of the other party, he firmly caught the falling cup with his right hand.

"What are you doing?" the woman with glasses exclaimed.

"Clean up the garbage to protect the environment!" Laobai smiled ghostly, raised his right hand high, and then slammed it down.

The cup that fell on the ground was instantly torn apart, and the ceramic stubble burst far away.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Lao Bai suddenly lowered his body and lay down on the table. At the same time, he straightened his right arm, as if he was going to attack the black-faced man's abdomen.

His surprise surprised the black-faced man, and he took half a step back reflexively, but his right hand was still tightly holding Lao Bai's left arm. Lao Bai was taken by him, and he bumped into the table with his face on the table There was a jingle and clang in the cup.

At this moment, Lao Bai's whole right arm swiped to the right like a broom, and all the cups on the table were pulled to the ground by him, and there was a crisp ceramic breaking sound.

The black-faced man who grabbed his arm was stunned, and at the same time he let go and swung a punch. Lao Bai was hit on the cheek accurately, and he fell sideways.

In the night, the sound of falling things immediately attracted the attention of people around, and more carnival participants were attracted by the sound.

Dong Qiangqiang heard someone in the group shouting in English: "Catch him! Don't let him escape!"

Lao Bai was lying on the ground with blood on the corner of his mouth, but he had a victorious smile on his face.He spat bloody phlegm on the cobblestone road next to him, wiped his mouth, and said with a grin: "I don't care which country's father you guys like to kneel, but you rubbish bastards, one counts as one, if you want to split (column), your grandpa is the first one I refuse to agree to, and hit him every time I see you."

Seeing that Lao Bai suffered a loss, Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but wanted to make a move, Lei Lanting grabbed him and said, "Wait a minute."

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