Hong Kong Comprehensive World Champion

The guests in the audience looked moved and were afraid to speak.

Some people are faint.

Mr. Feng didn't speak loudly, but his weight was very heavy. The first sentence of his opening remarks wanted to be a gun, and it exploded in the hearts of the Chinese.

The scene was very quiet, even the ghosts maintained a gentleman's manner, quietly holding a glass of wine and listening to Mr. Feng's talk.

It is impolite to interrupt Mr. Interrupt's speech, and what Mr. Feng did during the Japanese occupation period is respected by even the ghost!

Shalena squatted forward and squatted on the edge of Mr. Feng's chair, took out a microphone, and gently put it in front of Mr. Feng's collar.

Mr. Feng said quietly into the microphone: "The best way to destroy a nation is not to kill a nation, but to destroy the culture of a nation. During the Second World War, millions of Chinese compatriots died on the battlefield. Why can we still stand in Hong Kong? On the island’s land?"

"Because we still inherit Chinese culture, for the inheritance of Chinese culture, even if someone wants to kill me, I have to cross the sea!"

"Mr. Feng, who is going to kill you?" There was a riot in the audience, and someone said: "But education reform does not mean cutting off culture. It is just taking the dross from it, which is more beneficial to the development of civilization on Hong Kong Island.

Mr. Feng looked at her with a smile and said: "If you say it well, take the essence and take the dross is something that every nation must do to make progress. But what is the essence? What is the dross?"

"This can only be determined by the Chinese! It cannot be determined by the British!"

As soon as Mr. Feng appeared at the reception, he immediately entered the topic!

In a few words, the lip service, theoretical disputes, and the smoke of no guns are more **** than the guns, and it has been miserable for thousands of years, and murder is invisible.

A young Chinese immediately raised his hand and stepped forward and said: "Mr. Feng, the late Zhang Youming, the director of his father Shenghai Group, the current head of the Education Bureau..."

"I think your thinking is a bit narrow."

"How narrow?"

Mr. Feng looked at him with a smile.

The young man raised his hand and replied calmly: "The period of Japanese occupation was different from the British government. I heard about your deeds and I deeply admire you."

"But times have changed. It is now a trend to promote world exchanges. The economy of Hong Kong Island and the lives of Hong Kong Island residents have also improved under the leadership of the British government. Don't you think that perhaps education reform is another good deed?"

"It can make Hong Kong Island's economy better in the future."

"Oh?" Mr. Feng said kindly: "What is the difference between the Japanese occupation and the British government? Both are colonial governments, but one can be rented for a hundred years, and one cannot. Naturally, two policies must be adopted."

"You think you are good, but in fact, what you think is not important... The improvement of Hong Kong Island’s economy and people’s lives is firstly due to the solidarity and resistance of the Chinese on Hong Kong Island and hard work, and secondly, due to the increase in modern productivity, the British government needs to create The third reason for taxation is the excellent natural harbor advantages of Hong Kong Island and the geographical advantage of restraining the mainland."

"Nothing is not our Chinese, and nothing is not created by us."

Mr. Feng clearly pointed out: "Young man, the one who made you ten dollars and gave you one dollar is not an ancestor, but a robber!"

"FUCK!" A ghost smashed the cup, very angry.

He raised his hand and cursed, "Without the imperial government's laws, education, and technology, how can Hong Kong Island develop? Ignoring East Asian fools!"

A famous Chinese guest turned his head and stared at him with very angry eyes. Zhuang Shikai gave a wink at the soldiers and horses below. Several security guards immediately began to move and quietly approached the ghost, but Mr. Feng was very angry. Calm, commonplace disdain: "This is the logic of the robber! I will tie you fetters, and even say it will give you a dream."

"What you can give, we can all make it by ourselves! What you don't teach, we can all learn by ourselves! We don't need you, can you leave our land?"

Mr. Feng looked at the ghost: "And the decree you mentioned, as long as it is beneficial to the Chinese on Hong Kong Island, which one was not brought back by the Chinese on Hong Kong Island with blood?"

"Do you want to change your education? Have you asked Kowloon, the New Territories, and those Chinese who have died do not agree?"

"And you were born on Hong Kong Island, did you ask your parents? Do you remember who your parents are!"

The Chinese on Hong Kong Island in the audience were silent. The ghost who insulted Mr. Feng rushed to the stage and wanted to do something to Mr. Feng, but was dragged down by several security officers.

No matter it was a Chinese or a ghost, they stopped talking one by one, and no one paid attention to him.

Mr. Feng called the person next to the stage and asked: "Li Shixian!"

"Do you remember the bomb that fell in the school?" (Recite the text)

A middle-aged man raised his hand and said: "Ms. Feng, never forget!"

"That bomb didn't kill you."

"Did you blow up your bones?" Mr. Feng asked with a smile.

The middle-aged man immediately became ashamed, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

Mr. Feng didn't look at him again, but looked at another person and asked: "Chen Tianyi, you said that you have to serve the motherland and rejuvenate the nation when you grow up. You have no chance to complete it. Do you hope your children have no chance either?"

"Or do you want you to change to another country?"

A **** with a vicissitudes of life, clenched his fists, lowered his head, and replied softly: "No...I still have a chance."

Mr. Feng didn’t name anyone anymore, or just a few words with powerful words. No matter how many weak rebuttals, she was pale. She just looked at the people and preached: “You can be a ghost if you don’t learn English. I know, it’s up to you whether you want to let the offspring be a waste young man. Maybe you can immigrate to a different nationality, but you can’t change your skin color, you can’t change the blood of Yanhuang..."

"Xiao Zheng is dead. I hope to tell everyone her last words before she died. There is a bit of heat and a bit of light. You are the fireflies, the sparks, and the fires of the prairie prairie fire."

The atmosphere on the scene became solemn.

A famous ghost politician and representative put down his glass and turned to leave.

They are not used to it anymore.

But a famous Chinese raised his head and looked forward.

They stand upright!

"If you are willing to fight for the Chinese on Hong Kong Island in the next 50 years, Mr. Zhuang and I will always support you. Although I can only support spiritually, Mr. Zhuang will ensure your safety..."

"Mr. Zhuang has done this." Mr. Feng turned to look at Zhuang Shikai behind him.

Then I turned around and said to everyone: "Please support Zhuang Sheng."

"Puff!"

A gunshot.

In the dark factory.

Chen Jiaju was full of blood, holding a gun in both hands, holding a shotgun at the head of the corpse, "click" twitched the barrel, and fired another shot: "Puff!"

A piece of shotgun exploded and plunged into the ground, the head of the corpse exploded, **** blood was also spilled on his face.

Chen Jiaju put down his gun and hushed out: "It's finally over!"

Among the twelve groups' actions this time, only Chen Jiaju had the most difficult target to deal with! It can be said that he has experienced a fierce fight!

"The dust has settled." The Chinese bureaucrats and educators, Zhuang Shikai looked at the audience raising their glasses, and said that their hearts were completely relaxed.

I saw more than two hundred Chinese bureaucrats in suits, toasting quietly.

This scene is quiet but exciting!

Not only the fifty-three people on the list, but also other Chinese people who don't need and have no positions, are now willing to shine a light on the future of Hong Kong Island.

At this time, Shalena took a glass of champagne to the main stage and handed it to Zhuang Shikai at the right time. Zhuang Shikai reached out to take the champagne glass and raised it to hundreds of people: "Thank you for your support."

He raised his head and drank a glass of champagne.

Hundreds of people drank a glass of champagne.

There was a smile on Mr. Feng's face. Although there was no shouting or overwhelming voice, at this moment, the Chinese in the education community on Hong Kong Island have been completely united. He has seen the national soul!

Only the national soul is worthy of preciousness, and only when it is carried forward can China make real progress. Only Hong Kong Island will make real progress.

A few stubborn resistance factions will leave quietly in a quiet and serious atmosphere.

The names of these people have been written down.

Zhuang Shikai returned the clean champagne glass to Shalena before turning and leaving with Mr. Feng’s wheelchair...

Although the reception has not completely ended, but the business has been discussed.

The guests put the champagne glasses back on the table in order, a few took some food, and most of the rest left immediately~www.readwn.com~ Le Huizhen looked at the video in the camera, raised her head, and looked far away. Looking back at a figure...

This news is going to catch on!

This video tape will become precious historical material!

"Chuang sir!" Late at night, the cocktail party dissipated, but the disturbance in the education sector has caused many people to lose sleep, and the results of the cocktail party will soon make Hong Kong Island government powerless!

Zhuang Shikai accompanied Mr. Feng back to the mountain top courtyard, and asked Mr. Feng to rest before turning and leaving.

Zeng Xiangrong is wearing a suit and holding a document in his hand.

He was a high-ranking superintendent who was waiting at the gate of the other courtyard.

Zhuang Shikai seemed a little surprised: "Have you checked the personnel information of the Military Intelligence Department?"

The police force has launched an extermination operation against Unit 701, and the next target is the Military Intelligence Department! Only by getting the MI Department down can the troubled capital of Hong Kong Island be destroyed!

According to the latest news from the front, all groups have wiped out all the 701 units, and only "Xu Xi" is left in the 701 unit, and all the dangerous elements have been wiped out.

The next step is to work on the Military Intelligence Department!

The humility of Zhuang Shikai's face facing Mr. Feng was wiped away, and he narrowed his eyes with a murderous look on his face.

Zeng Xiangrong straightened up nervously: "Report sir! We have found six outside personnel of the Military Intelligence Department, and now apply for arrest and interrogation!"

Chen Jiaju, Zhuo Jingquan, and others did beautifully on the other lines. He didn't have much activity here, and he was very nervous about doing it. However, the Military Intelligence Department was considered the most difficult line, and it was not that good at all.

Only by arresting the peripheral personnel for a trial can the elite agents behind the scenes be dug out.

"Approve!" Zhuang Shikai closed his suit, stepped into the car, "Pada" closed the door, lowered the window, and then raised his eyes to stare at Zeng Xiangrong and said, "I want a secret interrogation! Give me the answer after tonight!"