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Chapter 63 Sensation
In Chicago, USA, the weather is sunny and the temperature is pleasant.

Jovan Wayne, as usual, picked up the Tribune from his lawn and walked into the kitchen, where his wife had already prepared breakfast for him.

"Honey, can I drop by and get a bottle of peanut butter when you get off work?"

"Of course, my princess."

Jovan Wayne skillfully flattered his wife, took a sip of milk, then opened the newspaper with wet ink to read, and then he spit out the milk in his mouth.

"puff!"

"What's the matter honey?"

"Come and see, those crazy robbers in the Far East, they even held a birthday dinner for the little girl among the hostages, and even let the reporters attend."

"God bless, there are so many dangerous goods and weapons. I hope that little girl is safe."

Jovan Wayne and his wife read the report in detail, and the reporter assured everyone that the hostages were treated humanely without any violence, and that the two sides got along harmoniously.

The leader of the robbers is a very attractive man, he has unique insights into the international situation, he is skilled in dancing, he is friendly to the hostages, and he is always a gentleman.

Well-armed, well-trained and compassionate, his men provided good living conditions for the women and children among the hostages, never harassing them.

The Northeast Republican Army is a rebel group with ideals. They are not for money or anything else, but to seek justice for ordinary people who were innocently killed.

The article also warned the Japanese at the end that although these robbers now abide by chivalry, if their demands are not met, the hostages will be executed.

Jovan Wayne and wife lost track of what to say, Tribune Are you sure you are describing a gang of robbers and not the Knights Templar?

Gentleman, compassionate, friendly, idealistic, look at which of these words have something to do with robbers, shouldn't robbers be greedy and vicious.

"I think this is the Tribune's nonsense, maybe the reporter was scared to diaper under the gun of the robber."

"Shut up, Jovan Wayne! Didn't you notice what those Japanese did, God, so many children were killed, they were butchers."

Only then did Jovan Wayne discover that the second edition described in detail the atrocities committed by the Japanese in Northeast China, with pictures and photos. This is not a fictional horror story, but a fact that is happening.

The couple swallowed their saliva, and suddenly remembered the Japanese expatriate family opposite their house. They usually looked very polite, but they didn't expect this nation to be so tyrannical in their bones.

"Yovan, don't let our children talk to the Yamamoto family in the future, I'm afraid the devil will corrupt our baby."

"Of course my dear, these disgusting bastards, Yamamoto invited them to hunt must be to satisfy their Japanese killing habits, what the hell."

So when Yovan Wayne saw Yamamoto at work, he got into the car and left without saying anything. This made his neighbor Yamamoto very strange. Yovan was very warm to him before.

Unable to understand, Yamamoto walked to the station and waited for the bus to the company, but the way people around him looked at him made him very uncomfortable, as if they were looking at a monster.

"Sir, are you Japanese?" A young man came over and asked Yamamoto politely.

Yamamoto was overjoyed. In the past, many Americans would ask if they were Chinese. After all, there are more overseas Chinese here. What happened today?

"Yes, I am from Japan, but now I am an American citizen." Yamamoto replied very proudly.

"Bah! Damn you bastard, go back to your Japan."

"Damn dwarf, your hypocrisy makes me sick!"

"God asks you to release the hell fire of punishment on those sinners, and redeem the good people."

Yamamoto was shocked by the sudden attack and fled, what the hell happened, why these people treat him like this, he is also part of this great country.

Perhaps because he realized that the situation was wrong, Yamamoto changed to another station. Even if someone asked him, he pretended not to understand, and finally arrived at the company smoothly.

Putting the punch card into the punch card machine, Yamamoto walked into the factory and found that the eyes of the workers were the same as those of those people, full of doubts, hatred and gloating.

What's going on, just when Yamamoto was puzzled, the boss stuck out his head from the second floor and waved to him, motioning him to go upstairs immediately.

Could it be that the boss said he was going to be promoted? Yamamoto was beating a drum in his heart. He worked very hard and obeyed instructions. The boss once said that he would be promoted.

"Sir, what do you want me to do? I will help you keep an eye on those workers."

"Yamamoto, I'm very sorry. Because of the drop in profits, I have to lay off some employees. You and your compatriots are on the layoff list."

Yamamoto was stunned. Although it was not the most difficult time, the aftermath of the Great Depression still loomed over the North American continent. Unemployment was equal to hunger and bankruptcy.

"Sir, why, I can create more wealth for you, and I will for you"

"Stop talking, Yamamoto, I hope you can leave with dignity."

Yamamoto looked at the big-armed Belarusian security guard at the door, and knew that the matter was irreversible, so he could only take his belongings in dejection and left the factory.

Looking up at the clear sky outside, Yamamoto felt terrible. Why overnight, the kind neighbors and the boss who valued him all turned their faces and refused to recognize anyone.

"Yamamoto-kun, please wait for me." This is the compatriot Itai who was expelled together.

Yamamoto didn't want to talk to him. This guy once said bad things about him in front of the boss, and even fought with him for the right to monitor the workers. He was an out-and-out jerk.

"Don't you want to know why?"

Banjing's words made Yamamoto stop, yes, even if it is death, he must die to understand, otherwise, how should he explain to his wife and children after returning home.

"Itai, just talk if you have something to say, and I'm still looking for a job." Yamamoto wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Hehe, haven't you read today's newspaper? Come on, take a look first." Itai changed from his previous hateful face, took out a newspaper from his arms and handed it to Uemoto.

Yamamoto was a little puzzled, but he still took the newspaper and read it. His mouth was wide open when he saw that so many things had happened, he really shouldn't have saved that little newspaper money.

Although he also heard workers discussing the robbery of the Six Nations Hotel in East Asia yesterday, it had nothing to do with him, so he didn't pay attention to it. As a result, this irrelevant matter caused him to lose his job.

Yamamoto was angry: "Why, I'm an American, not a Japanese. That's what the Japanese did. They shouldn't treat me like this. I want to go back!"

Since his parents came to the United States, they have not had a close relationship with Japan, because it is too absurd to implicate him in an incident in East Asia.

Itai grabbed him: "Yamamoto, don't you understand? If the anger of the citizens is aroused, you may cause losses to the boss if you work here. He will not take risks for you."

Hearing this, Yamamoto looked like a dog whose bones had been pulled out, and said to Banjing pitifully, "But this has nothing to do with us, why would those damned robbers do such a thing."

Itai was like a big brother, and put his arms around his shoulders: "Yamamoto-kun, you are wrong. It wasn't the robbers that caused your unemployment, but the army under the control of the emperor and the chaebol."

Now Yamamoto is dizzy, not knowing what to believe and what to hate.

Itai patted him on the shoulder: "Yamamoto-kun, you need to cheer up! You still have a wife and children to support! Let's find a place to have a drink, and maybe I can introduce you to a new job."

Yes, I still have a wife and children to support, and Yamamoto's mind has returned to his body. What did Itai say just now, can he introduce me to a job?
Looking at Yamamoto's suspicious eyes, Itai Daito said: "Don't worry, I used to be against you for some reasons, but now we are comrades, and I will help you."

"Comrade?" Yamamoto felt that this address was a bit strange, but he didn't think much about it, and left with Itai.

Such things are happening in the United States and all over Europe. It is pure nonsense to say that the people there care about the Republic of China, but human beings like to stand on the moral high ground and judge others.

Even Germany, which is now in dire straits, has reported this incident. After all, the masked man also expressed his views on Germany. The Germans think this guy is a fool.

How could the Chancellor we elected be a dangerous person? He worked hard and worked day and night to revitalize Germany. What the newspapers said was outright slander.

But after all, it was something that happened in the far east. The Germans complained a few words and focused on the description of the robbers and the atrocities of the Japanese.

The "knight" spirit displayed by the robbers made the Germans very familiar, just like Luckner and his Seahawk in World War I, fierce, witty but sticking to the bottom line.

Regarding the atrocities committed by the Japanese, the calm Germans were not as excited as other countries. Those who had been defeated knew that this was the price that the defeated country had to pay.

They also understand the feelings of the Chinese, because they were also defeated by the island country Britain, and they can only bless the Chinese to defeat the Japanese through war.

In the German Chancellery, the mustache looked at the masked man's forecast of Germany's future in the newspaper, and happily slapped his desk: "Did you see, this is the coincidence of wise people."

In a farm in Ireland, England, dozens of mysterious people were hiding in the stables, and a bearded man announced excitedly.

"From today, our Irish Republican Army has found a direction to fight, let us fight with our brothers in the Northeast Republican Army!"

In Egypt, the Middle East, South Africa, South America, and Southeast Asia, countless caring people read newspapers with fire in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)