Chapter 1078

If someone can kill kutian Lianghe in China, it is what the meidailu dynasty would like to see most.

As long as Kuroda Lianghe dies, the Oriental people will immediately make a big fuss about it and take advantage of the situation to raise the incident to a higher level.

If it had not been for fear of revealing the truth, meidailuchao would have euthanized the hero.

To tell the truth, Mr. Meidai didn't believe that kutian Lianghe would dare to strangle the two gangsters in order to save a Chinese young woman. It is likely that he was found doing bad things, beat him half to death, and then bite back.

It is also one of the long traditions of Asians to be good at reversing black and white for the sake of interests (however, compared with South Korea, Asians are still too weak in this aspect. When people confuse black and white, their firm attitude can deceive themselves).

God bless, it's so big that the impolite young woman hasn't come forward to clarify the facts up to now.

As for the young woman's failure to clarify the facts for Mao, meidailu thought she was for face: stupid Chinese people always regard face as greater than heaven, and they can make any unimaginable sacrifice for face.

In fact, even if she stands up, so what?

After the incident escalated to this stage, the role of a young woman in it was only a fuse, and the subsequent development had nothing to do with her.

Everything is under control, just as everything is for justice.

Meidailu pushed Kamada Lianghe's wheelchair with his own hands, and came to the rostrum of the general assembly with firm steps like a warrior on the execution ground.

Although kutian Liang and his current image are not good, he is the absolute protagonist. Many reporters will ask him questions later - how to answer. Meidailu Chao will gently remind him nearby.

As the meeting time approached, the security guard at the gate of the compound opened the iron fence, and the impatient Asians who had been waiting outside for a long time poured in with a hula.

It was the meidailu dynasty that asked people from all walks of life to participate in the news conference. With an open, fair and just reputation, the Tang government really had no reason to oppose it.

In fact, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the shame has been lost to grandma's house. Who will care about this trivial matter?

With the light of Mr. Meidai, Qin Xiaobing also walked into the venue with the flow of people. Guo Yiqin followed behind her and scanned the surrounding crowd.

Qin Dachuan will appear in this press conference as the first villain to set off the greatness of Kamata hero, which is undoubtedly the biggest shame for brother Dachuan, who is not very capable but arrogant.

But so what?

Even if one thousand of them are unwilling and ten thousand are not satisfied, what else can they do except to cooperate with the Oriental people?

Don't forget, he is the culprit, but he has brought great trouble to leaders at all levels. It's normal to say that someone wants to shoot him.

Not surprisingly, Mei dailu pushed kutian Lianghe to the podium. Just after he came to the podium, a man in police uniform walked out with Qin Dachuan from the side door.

This police officer is Tian Hongqiang, executive deputy of Tangwang Municipal Bureau.

Originally, it was not necessary for Director Tian to escort Qin Dachuan's promising press conference. However, in order to highlight the importance of this case, Miao Dehai specially ordered him to escort him.

Looking at the dark head under the stage, Tian Hongqiang flashed from time to time. Tian Hongqiang scolded in his heart: Cao, Lao Miao doesn't know what to think. I have to come out and show my shame!

It's all you bastard -- Tian Hongqiang grabbed Qin Dachuan's arm in his left hand, pinched his back neck in his right hand, pushed forward suddenly and scolded in a low voice: "wait a few, hurry up! Boy, wait for me and see how I will deal with you in the future. "

He really hates this bastard, even if Qin Dachuan may be a real hero: at the beginning, let the devil insult Mrs. Zhang. At best, it's just comfortable for a while. They don't dare to kill Mrs. Zhang anyway. You're so heroic that you have to be a hero. Is this terrible?

Before the incident, Tian Hongqiang was still in awe of Zhang Yi: after all, he was the second in command of the king of Tang. He was only the second in command of the Municipal Bureau. There was a difference between the two. Of course, he had to be in awe.

However, since the incident, Tian Hongqiang's awe of Zhang Yi immediately dissipated: he grabbed her handle and could throw it out at any time, causing a devastating blow to her reputation.

In this case, it is strange that Tian Hongqiang should fear Zhang Yi again.

In just three or two days, Qin Dachuan was haggard.

When Li Wenguang protected him, he was still delicious, good to drink and good to sleep.

Now Li Wenguang can't protect himself. He is forced to make a solemn apology. Where can he take care of him? He can only let Tian Hongqiang take over, and then clean up all kinds of things.

Tian Hongqiang hated Qin Dachuan and mainly blamed him for seriously beating the Oriental people. If it hadn't happened, things wouldn't have been so big. If it hadn't been so big, Miao Dehai's position wouldn't be in jeopardy.

To be sure, the current leading group of the king of the Tang Dynasty and the main leaders of the Municipal Bureau have long aroused dissatisfaction from the superiors. After the incident subsides, they will be mobilized on a large scale.

This is not an increase after meritorious service, but to accept punishment after making mistakes. It is estimated that the big guy's future is bleak.

Thinking that it is possible to go back to Qingshui Yamen and live a boring life of a newspaper and a glass of water every day, Tian Hongqiang is quite unwilling and angry. Can he not transfer his anger to the culprit Qin Dachuan and clean him up?

It is certain that no one will oppose the ruthless rectification of Qin Dachuan except Li Wenguang, who has only one mind.

Now Qin Dachuan is really treated as a class enemy. In just a few days, he has a broken beard, dirty clothes, and solidified blood at the corners of his mouth. At a glance, he knows that he has been severely beaten.

The shit that beat him has no temper, and his eyes are dull when looking at people.

I can't help it. Who made this guy refuse to admit that he was the one who insulted the young woman, reversed black and white and framed the Oriental friend?

Who made this guy refuse to apologize to Mr. Kameda at this press conference?

Unconvinced?

Cao, do you really think the iron fist of the people's police will only hit those criminals?

As long as you can let go and clean you up, don't say you're just Qin Dachuan. Even if you're Qin Hui, you'll have to make your head and feet soft, vomit and diarrhea, pee in your pants, and you can't see any trauma.

What about?

Last night, your boy was so hard spoken that he said that Yuansi would not apologize to Mr. kuota today. Since he was so backbone, why did he kneel down, cry and shout this morning and say he was willing to cooperate?

If I had known this, why did I have to start, Sabi.

Tian Hongqiang scolded Qin Dachuan in his heart. After standing on the far right side of the podium, he immediately withdrew and hid behind him: in the face of so many magnesium lights, Lao Tian, I can't afford to lose that man.

Qin Dachuan looked calm.

It's more accurate to say that it's dull. My eyes are looking straight at somewhere below. My mouth is opening and closing. I don't know what I'm muttering.

"Black and white scum!"

I don't know who it was. I suddenly shouted, shook my hand and threw a raw egg at Qin Dachuan. I was very accurate. I just hit him on the forehead, and the clear and white flowed down.

This is the clarion call to launch the general attack. The young men and women in the Oriental demonstration group have long discussed that they will smash a scum with eggs today. Let's see who dares to frame the great Oriental people in the future.

Crackling, countless eggs whizzed to Qin Dachuan. A small part hit him, but most of them hit the screen wall behind the podium. The egg yolk flowed down along the national flag tiled on it (the national flag will basically exist on the screen wall of most main venues of organs and units).

"Unbridled, you stop!"

Minister Liu, who was originally in front of the chairman's desk (he was in charge of publicity work, so he spread the broken work to preside over the press conference). He was complaining and mourning like water under the stage. Suddenly, he became angry when he saw that most of the eggs went towards the national flag.

This year is already fifty to five years old. Minister Liu, who has finished this session of the iron will retire, may have some shortcomings, but there is no doubt about his love for the motherland.

Throwing eggs at the national flag is a humiliation to his motherland. For whatever reason, he will not be indifferent. He will grab the edge of the podium and try his best to go up.

The podium has to be about one and a half meters high. It is still very easy for young people to climb the podium at this height. However, Minister Liu, who has always been in poor physical condition, especially in a hurry, had to climb up. As soon as he raised his right foot, he fell down and fell heavily to the ground.

"Minister Liu!"

His secretary screamed, quickly bent down and helped him, but he pushed him away, got up again, grabbed the platform and raised his feet with all his strength -- this time, he successfully climbed onto the podium.

"You all stop, you all stop --"

Minister Liu hissed and stood in front of the national flag with his hands stretched out. As soon as he shouted here, an egg hit him on the nose.

Seeing that the old man was trying to protect the national flag behind him, those Oriental people were like being beaten with chicken blood. They no longer greeted Qin Dachuan, but bent on smashing the national flag.

Minister Liu bowed his head, stood stubbornly in front of him, stretched out his hands, and let the eggs hit him like a storm without flinching.

"Smash, smash, smash!"

Minister Liu's stubbornness completely angered those Oriental people who were determined to make a big scene. They shouted loudly one after another, throwing more eggs and more strength.

"Stop it, stop it!"

"Stop!"

Some leaders of the Tang Dynasty who were closest to the rostrum shouted and ran to the rostrum, stood with Minister Liu, and tried their best to safeguard the highest honor in their hearts.

More than a dozen security guards and police officers who maintained law and order at the venue ran over and shouted stop.

Those Oriental people didn't listen at all. They just took out the eggs they had prepared and smashed them on the stage. Anyway, the Chinese government, which tried to quell the incident, would never dare to do anything to them in such a sensitive period.

"These bastards!"

Together with Guo Yiqin, Qin Xiaobing, who came to the meeting with the flow of people, was weeping at his brother with his mouth covered by the wall. Seeing that the Oriental people were so excessive, he immediately put his private affairs behind him, scolded and squeezed into front of the stage.

Guo Yiqin grabbed her.

Qin Xiaobing suddenly turned back, looked at him and asked in a shrill voice, "are you watching here and indifferent?"

Guo Yiqin's cheeks puffed hard, his eyes were cold, swept a few times on the most active Oriental people, smiled faintly and said: "temporary patience is just to accumulate more strength."

"I won't listen, you let go of me!"

Qin Xiaobing doesn't care what Guo Yiqin says. He just wants to use his body to resist the eggs that hit the national flag with more and more people running to the podium.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a clear gunshot, which overwhelmed all the noise.

The Oriental people who smashed eggs also stopped and looked at the place where the gunshot rang out.