Hong Kong: Rise of the Kings.

Chapter 520 0509 [After I finished speaking, someone objected]

"Uh?"

Thomson almost choked to death at Du Yongxiao's words.

Jack's eyes widened even more, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Other white lawmakers were stunned.

Secretary-General Simon knew Du Yongxiao's status as a baron, but his expression did not change. The two black congressmen following him opened their mouths so wide that they could swallow duck eggs.

"You, you, what did you say? Baron of the British Empire?" Thomson pointed at Du Yongxiao, his lips were trembling, not out of fear, but in disbelief.

What an honorable status baron is in the British Empire. How could it be so easily awarded to a Chinese?
Don't talk about him, other people have the same idea, even if I beat them to death, they wouldn't believe it.

Du Yongxiao clasped his hands behind his back and smiled proudly, "Looking at all of you who are smart, are you blind? Can't you see this medal on my chest?"

"Ahem, this-"

Everyone looked carefully——
Then everyone closed their eyes in disbelief.

Thomson swallowed hard, then opened his eyes and said: "Confirmed, it is indeed a Baron Medal."

"Now that you have confirmed it, according to the etiquette of the British Empire, when the baron arrives, do you want to stand up to greet him?" Du Yongxiao looked at Thomson and the other white people with a smile.

Thomson and others looked at each other.

Indeed, the British are very polite and polite, especially when dealing with nobles.

"My---"

Thomson didn't know what to say.

"Why, is there anyone among you who has a higher status than me?" Du Yongxiao emphasized, "Or maybe what you said before was just nonsense, and the superiority and inferiority are all fake? You British people never care about this, you are A barbarian with no manners or etiquette?”

How can people like Thomson stand this kind of irony? They have always believed that black people are unenlightened primitive people. Now Du Yongxiao calls them barbarians in turn. How can they endure it?
With a bang.

Thomson stood up and glared at Du Yongxiao.

Everyone was waiting for him to get angry.

Unexpectedly——
"Your Excellency, Speaker Thomson, welcome to the Baron!" After Thomson finished speaking, he glared at Du Yongxiao, gritted his teeth, touched his chest with his left hand, bowed slightly, and saluted.

He is enduring the humiliation!

If we don’t do this, wouldn’t it mean that the British are inferior to black people?
When Jack and the other white people saw this, even though they hated Du Yongxiao to death, they had no choice but to stand up collectively, follow Thomson's example and touch their chests with their left hands, bow slightly to Du Yongxiao, and say in a low voice: "Welcome to you, Lord Baron."

"Very good, you are very good!" Du Yongxiao praised.

Thomson and others were so angry that they almost vomited blood. What kind of tone was this?
But judging from Du Yongxiao's status, he is blameless.

Secretary-General Simon watched Du Yongxiao make these arrogant white people "bow down" as soon as he came forward. For some reason, he felt extremely happy.

Other black people feel the same way.

White people have always been aloof to them, how could they be so humble today?
"Okay, let's get back to business! Today, on behalf of Secretary-General Simon, I am here to have a few words with you!" Du Yongxiao said, glancing at Simon.

Simon immediately stood up and gave up his seat to Du Yongxiao, "Mr. Du, please sit down!"

Simon's respectful look once again made those white people roll their eyes.

Du Yongxiao sat down without hesitation, then glanced around, landing on the white speaker Thomson, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, where did I just talk? Oh, by the way, the topic is what dissatisfaction does Kenyan black people have with your British Empire!"

Thomson stared at him without speaking.

Jack and others even stared at Du Yongxiao. If looks could kill, Du Yongxiao would definitely die countless times.

"First of all, you British are only willing to teach English to Kenyans and prevent them from learning other cultures. This is cultural colonization!"

"Secondly, you have never regarded Kenyans as the masters of Kenya. On the contrary, the real masters are you people! Kenyans are just slaves in your eyes, before and even more so now!"

"Finally, you oppose all policies that are not conducive to you, whether it is about education, economic development, or political elections. You must influence and even nip in the cradle all factors that are not conducive to you."

Du Yongxiao glanced at Thomson and others, "Do you have any objections to this?"

"Hahaha!" After Du Yongxiao finished speaking, Thomson laughed with disdain, then looked directly at Du Yongxiao and said, "Even if it is, so what?"

"The purpose of the existence of our review team is to ensure the interests of our British Empire in Kenya! You are not the only one who understands this, Kenyans know it better than anyone else! Secretary-General Simon, do you think so?"

Simon looked ashamed, then blushed and said: "That's because--"

"That's because we have great strength, and Kenya must rely on us!" Thomson then finished speaking, turned his face, and looked at Du Yongxiao: "Have you heard? Strength speaks for itself, and everything else is in vain!"

The atmosphere at the scene immediately solidified.

Thomson was in direct disarray.

The colonists didn't even bother to pretend.

Secretary-General Simon and others looked at the arrogant and domineering Thomson, but they could only grit their teeth and dare not speak in anger.

As black people, they were accustomed to being enslaved by white people, especially the white British here, and they did not dare to resist.

Du Yongxiao was stunned for a moment, tapped his fingers on the table, and sighed: "Hey, it's really difficult when the beast tears off its mask and is shameless!"

"Quack, so what?" Speaker Thomson picked up the bill to build a "Confucius Institute" and waved it in front of Du Yongxiao, "What if we don't approve your bill?" White Jack also stood up proudly: " Yes, you want the Kenyan government to support your initiative, but unfortunately, I’m sorry! We oppose it! The reason is very simple, our review team represents the Kenyan government!”

What a shame!
Secretary General Simon and other black people looked angry, but there was nothing they could do.Isn’t it ridiculous that Kenya’s education policy is controlled by a few white people?

Du Yongxiao stood up, took the bill from Thomson, and looked through it, "What a good bill. I was originally going to get support from the Kenyan government, but I didn't expect-"

Tear!

Du Yongxiao directly tore up the bill in his hand.

"Hahaha!" Thomson looked up to the sky and laughed.

Jack and others looked even more contemptuous, looking at Du Yongxiao as if they were looking at a clown.

Secretary-General Simon sighed. In the end, the Chinese could not defeat these white people.

Du Yongxiao threw the shredded paper into the air, put his hands behind his back, and said firmly: "I have decided to change the Confucius Academy to folk cultural exchanges! In this way, I don't have to pass your review, right?"

"Huh?" Thomson and others were stunned.

Civil exchange?

If we take that route, they won’t even care!

"Du Yongxiao, do you insist on being an enemy of our British Empire?" Thomson stood up directly, pointed at Du Yongxiao's nose, and said sternly.

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you want to strengthen the power of the Chinese in Kenya? Do you want people here to learn Chinese and abandon our English? That is a dream!" Jack also stood up and accused Du Yong of being filial.

"Are you telling me I'm dreaming?" Du Yongxiao's eyes suddenly froze, and his murderous intent was revealed.

The murderous intent of Bloody Hands Human Massacre is no joke.

The moment Du Yongxiao showed his murderous intent, the temperature in the entire parliament hall dropped to freezing point.

Everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks.

"Du Yongxiao, what do you want to do?" Tom Se was furious. He would not allow the aura of a Chinese to overwhelm him, yes, he would never allow it!

"What to do?" Du Yongxiao sneered with his hands behind his back.

Sudden--
Whoa!
A group of police officers broke in outside.

But it was Feili and Jim who led people in.

Du Yongxiao said coldly: "Are you white congressmen committing crimes in Kenya too often? Speaker Thomson, do you like to find women? I have many photos of you when you were fooling around! Senator Jack, do you like to take bribes? ? Some of the cases here are about your bribery. Do you want to take a look? And you-"

Du Yongxiao pointed at the other white congressmen, "You all think you are superior and noble, but in fact your ugly faces are more disgusting than anyone else!"

"Du Yongxiao, you—"

Speaker Thomson was about to speak-——
Du Yongxiao, who was holding his hands behind his back, gave him a slap in the face with his backhand!

Snapped!
The applause is clear and loud!

This slap knocked Thomson stupid.

He covered his face in disbelief and looked at Du Yongxiao.

Others also looked shocked.

Who is Thomson?
The boss of the audit team!
Audit teams can influence Kenyan policy.

Then Thomson is equivalent to Kenya’s “Emperor”!
One person's words can change the policy of a country!
But such an awesome and madman was slapped hard by Du Yongxiao in front of him!

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Do you know that you are disgusting? Especially those naked photos of yours are disgusting and make you want to vomit!" Du Yongxiao scolded directly.

Thomson's entire face turned the color of pig liver!
"You, you, you -" Thomson pointed at Du Yongxiao and was speechless.

"What are you?" Du Yongxiao turned around and took the photo that was handed over to him with difficulty and threw it directly in Thomson's face, "Did I make a mistake?"

Whoa!

Photos are flying around.

Everyone took a closer look-——
The above are all photos of Thomson who is condescending, obscene, shameless, and has no bottom line!
"God!"

Some people covered their mouths, looked at the photo with wide eyes, and then looked at Thomson.

Thomson finally came to his senses and hurriedly bent down to pick up those shameful photos.

"Don't believe it, it's fake! These are all fake!" Thomson said in a panic.

Du Yongxiao ignored him and raised his chin: "I have your evidence here! Who wants it anymore?"

Everyone dared not say anything.

Only Thomson was still picking up photos on the ground in embarrassment.

“Then now I am announcing that we will overturn the previous resolution and instead build only one Confucius Institute in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya, and instead establish 38 Confucius Institutes across Kenya. Construction will begin today!”

After Du Yongxiao finished speaking, he glanced at Thomson and others and put his hands behind his back: "I've finished speaking. Does anyone have any objections?"

(End of this chapter)