Rekindle the spirit of war

Chapter 34

The thugs' cars drove all the way and finally stopped by the river.The captain of the escort followed closely with his team members and saw several people in the car entering the heat supply factory.

"This is not a good choice. There are a lot of pipes in here, which is suitable for hiding, but there are only two windows, and they are both at a higher place. If you jump from there, you may not die or be injured." The captain said blankly, and the mirror Regret flashed in his eyes.He has nothing against crows, but he has to do his job.After taking his gun, he asked the team members to follow him closely, and then stepped into the factory first.

The heating in most parts of the city has been turned off, but the sound of the machines running is still terrifyingly loud.Now and then there was a ghostly shriek from above, as the wind blew the suspended steel cables through the windows.

The meticulous man is wary of his surroundings, considering whether to take off his glasses.He has amazing observation skills with naked pupils, but it also distracts him.That's why he wears glasses that make his vision less clear, otherwise the trivial information pouring in from all directions would drive him crazy.But in this dark place...

He stepped on a wrench left by a worker and nearly slipped.He took off his glasses and kicked the tool impatiently.Calm down, he told himself; your task is to eliminate unrest based on citizen reports, and it has nothing to do with you whether the former is a villain or the latter is evil.

"It's sad that you came in with a gun. We don't want to fight you at all."

From above came the voice of a young man.The captain quickly looked up, his eyes burning like torches.There were three people standing in the pipe above, and the one who spoke seemed to be the slender young man in the middle.These people didn't hold weapons, but this made him even more vigilant: "If you don't plan to make a move, are you planning to catch them without a fight?"

"Of course not." The young man wearing a crow mask shook his head. "Do you know how much machinery can be driven by the remaining power when only 30.00% of the power in this factory is used for heating?"

The captain stared at each other silently.He couldn't figure out why the other party asked a non-rigorous "academic" question under such circumstances, but he quickly got an answer that shocked him.Several mechanical arms started to work and appeared in his field of vision.Some of them are connected to pipes, and some have their ends welded to metal elevated frames. The biggest thing in common is that they are all controlled by someone in the dark, and they all hold guns in their "hands".

The young man on the top spread his hands and said briskly: "We have remodeled this place. I'm really sorry, but otherwise, some people will always think that we are a group of thugs who lack knowledge and ideas. You can choose to bring your teammates to fight with us , but the plumbing machine inside the factory can also be accidentally injured-it is a disaster! So, I sincerely suggest that you better lay down your weapons and go home and have a drink."

The captain tightened his grip on the gun in his hand, but never gave the order to fire. "You have calluses on your hands that you can only have when you use a typewriter, which means that your work is related to writing. It may be a post office or a newspaper office. You see, I can see and write down your characteristics, and I can always find them. You come."

"Of course you can!" The young man laughed, and suddenly took off his mask, revealing a handsome face and firm blue eyes. "If you want, you can come up and catch me now." After that, the young man jumped up and jumped out of the open window, and his companions followed suit.

When the captain ran upwards, he felt that nothing could be more surprising than the "crow" showing his true face and jumping out of the window to commit suicide.But this really wasn't the thing that surprised him the most tonight.He rushed to the window, the bullet was already loaded, but the hand that was about to shoot never pulled the trigger, but froze there.

The city was bright at night with gas lamps, but he couldn't see where the three guys who jumped just now were, because there were all people below.

The dense crowd that filled the street was passing through it.Not only the riverside, but also the other side of the bridge and the central square were full of parade people.These people did not smash things, nor did they wave their weapons and shout slogans, they just marched in a certain direction in an orderly manner.

"This is really..." A young member of the guard couldn't help but swear.He pointed to the bottom and asked his superior: "Captain, are we going to shoot? We may accidentally injure them, but we can't let them escape."

"Absolutely not." Although he felt a headache, the captain immediately refuted the proposal: "There are unarmed civilians below. Shooting at them? This is simply crazy. I will never allow this to happen."

His clever mind was working fast.He suddenly understood what had happened tonight: this was the awakening of an oppressed group, a large and resolute movement of resistance.He finally put away his gun: "Tonight's mission failed, that's all." He guessed that after tonight, the Marquis would have no face to pursue "The Crow".

The parade eventually stopped outside the mansion of "War Eagle", where tens of thousands of people gathered.Most of them are workers, of course, but there are also many students and other social people.They shouted in unison: "We want to apologize and change! Give us back our fairness and freedom!"

Adam's unreasonable arrest caused an uproar among the people.They were disappointed to find that freedom of speech and legal justice have become empty talk in this matter.They wanted to protest, and a group offered them a way.In the past, crows were too mysterious, and people were a little afraid.But now they find that's not the case.If you use the phrase "use someone as a gun", the crow puts itself in the position of the gun.

Francis stood at the front, closest to the gate.He regards the airships belonging to the big family as nothing, even though he knows that there are guns pointed at him in those airships.Unless these people want to turn a simple demonstration into a riot, they will never shoot.He cleared his throat:

"No matter how the times change, the country will always set up a strict institution to teach people what to do and what not to do, so that this society can continue to function normally. For example, the religious courts in the past and the military courts now. But some people always Outside the law, doing what they want. They shirk responsibility and convict innocent people. Today, a man who speaks up for a tragic group is arrested for his kindness. So, tomorrow? Someone may be arrested for writing a news article, or even Someone gets arrested for going out in the middle of the night! It's like going back to the old days, with restrictions and strict curfews. Are we going to swallow it?"

"Of course not!" A male student stood up and shouted excitedly: "If the person in charge of this family and this military court cannot make the right decision, then throw him away! We know what we should do and what we deserve ! We can take care of our own lives! Change has never been a matter for the people at the bottom! Recognizing mistakes and correcting them is what honorable members of parliament should do!"

While there was still order, the scene began to boil.The sound of the call sign almost shook the marquis' mansion.

There was also a dispute in the Marquis' study.The father and son of the Zhanying family are debating with two young masters.The young "Warhawk" made a move, but he was hit on the head by a lightning whip and fell unconscious.

"Civilized people don't attack suddenly." Mei Danzuo said coldly, tearing up the trial draft written by the Marquis and throwing it on the ground. "It's really lively tonight, isn't it? I can see that you just want to lose your dignity and face in front of the people of the city."

"Don't say that, Mr. Marquis is also protecting our interests, isn't he? It's just an overkill." Brian said gently, and put the apology and the statement of acceptance of the petition in front of the Marquis. The young man said: "You should satisfy the wishes of the people. We really can't be ashamed anymore."

After the crisis was resolved, Medanzo once again planned to walk home.His grandfather had returned, and he thought it would be unpleasant for both of them to meet.Moreover, there are some things he wants to think about clearly.

So much happened tonight.The people won a not-so-great battle.This had little effect on his family, but the incident disturbed Medanzo very much.

The aristocrats have made some mistakes: they are insignificant when the people under the power are passive, but they are deadly when the people are rebellious.

Medanzo is well aware of this.Excessive squeeze on workers may not improve factory efficiency, but it may arouse dissatisfaction among these people.Big families are keen to completely control a certain industry. When they have been suppressing civilian businessmen with price strategies and other means, they will start to raise prices aggressively, and this approach will make the market a mess.Once the legal privileges that some people enjoy are exposed, it will be a complete disaster.

Too much.Medanzo shivered.In the past, he regarded these as cases in the course, just some cold numbers far away from him.But now he realizes that these are closely related to himself, his family, and even his class.

"Change has never been a matter for the people at the bottom...?" He repeated what he heard softly.If it was Sean, he probably could have said the same thing; that young man was very thoughtful and surprisingly mature.But Sean never took the initiative to find himself or talk about this.This seems to mean that Sean never had hope in himself.

There was a well-decorated store in front, and the scene in the glass window attracted Medanzo's attention.The store specializes in incorporating intricate structures and ornate gemstones into small objects, and the handcrafted metal pieces on display are nothing short of stunning.The shopkeeper was a young lady, well-dressed and dignified, who was looking out restlessly at the moment.When she saw Medanzo, she gave him a polite but somewhat embarrassed smile.

With a gracious smile, Medanzuo continued to walk forward.He guessed that the other party was frightened by the parade just now.As he reached the corner and was about to cross the road, he heard a series of soft coughs.The other party obviously lowered his voice deliberately, but Mei Danzuo could still hear clearly.

He turned quickly.He saw Sean leaning against the wall with his hands clutched, slowly sliding down.

Medanzo's eyes suddenly widened.He quickly ran to Sean, lifted him up, and held him in his arms.The pain and fatigue seemed to have caused the teenager to lose part of his consciousness, but he was still trembling slightly from the pain.Mei Danzuo was afraid of touching the opponent's wound, so he relaxed his grip a little.He asked softly, "Are you still awake? Do you know who I am?"

Sean obviously knew who was holding her.He gently spit out an unfriendly word: "Get lost."

Mei Danzuo's eyes quickly darkened, as if black mist had gathered in the emerald green color, and finally became so thick that it could not be melted away.

Sean knew that he had spoken too aggressively, and also knew that it would make Medanzuo unhappy.But he didn't care about what the other party thought.He was groggy, and the only thing that stimulated him and kept him from falling down was the bone-piercing pain all over his body.The elder young master with strange strength had hurt him countless places, and his lungs were burning like a pain from running desperately.

He couldn't bear it any longer, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the risk of taking a shortcut to seek help from an acquaintance.The store across the corner was his destination, and the young lady was Sophia's girlfriend.Although he has always been skeptical about the love between these two girls of different status and status, after getting along, he also knows how sincere their relationship is.At this moment, he was going to ask the girl for help, and he arrived at the destination soon.

If it wasn't for bumping into a pervert.

"Where do you hurt? If you are injured, I can heal you." Although Mei Danzuo's eyes were a bit fierce, he still spoke to Sean in a gentle tone.

Sean looked up in surprise.He told the truth: "I ache everywhere."

Medanzo stared at him worriedly.Just as Sean was considering whether to let the other party heal his wounds, the other party made a move that almost made him faint: Medan Zuo leaned over and kissed his lips, completely ignoring his powerless resistance, and stuck the tip of his tongue into his mouth.

...what's going on in that grassy head of yours.

The anger was hard to contain, and the kiss made Sean deprived of oxygen.He reached out to push the opponent's chest, but pulled the wound on the side of his waist.After a sharp pain, Sean lost consciousness.

The author has something to say: The most insane thing about a moron is that he can have sex regardless of the occasion—even when the person he likes is injured and unconscious

PS When I was writing a certain period of time, a small topic suddenly popped up in my mind "The reason for the increase in inflation is the concentration of capital and monopoly" →_→Ma Dan suddenly withered, okay?