"That's right, hurry up and take a walk. It's bad luck or not. You're swearing here. Is this the place you should be? You're wearing such tacky clothes. Please go somewhere else to play!"
"Don't argue too much with this old man, or you may be blackmailed. This is not something that can be solved with a small amount of money!"
"Ah, yes, yes!"
"I almost forgot. If it doesn't work, just call the security guard!"
Young people in kimonos were talking together.
Pointing at the old man and constantly slandering his image, the newly launched Kou Culture Street here does not match the old man’s style at all. They will never let this old man in. After all, if you choose to enjoy this service, then
It means that you must respect this culture and not be allowed to enter without wearing a kimono. This is also the most basic rule of the entire Kou Culture Street. If the boss finds someone coming in like this, he may lecture you and others!
Looking at the trembling, white-haired old man pointing angrily at everyone, he was speechless for a long time.
Their taunting voices became even harsher. The crazy voices emanated from various Kou cultural stores, stimulating the old man's eardrums and affecting his mood. It was as if he saw a field of gunfire burning in front of him, and countless compatriots of the same race were displaced.
, being crushed beneath them by those demonic beings, and violently tormenting them like crazy!
That shocking scene has never been forgotten by him to this day. This hatred is deeply engraved in his mind and cannot be forgotten!
Looking at these young people wearing kimonos in front of him, he felt a little sad!
Where are the young and passionate generations who once had high morale, studied and fought for the rise of the Dragon Kingdom?
Have we all become so enamored of foreign things now?
Wearing other people's clothes, the devil's clothes that once killed their relatives on this land, and enjoying their culture? Is this worthy of the martyrs who once fought bloody battles for them?
Those seniors who are so proud that their descendants can live peacefully and happily in the Dragon Kingdom, enjoy the Dragon Kingdom's power without fear of foreign powers, and enjoy the inheritance of history for thousands of years, how sad would they be if they saw such a scene?
The scenes in the Kou Culture Street constantly stimulated the old man. He raised his crutch with difficulty and pointed at the young people:
"You guys are going too far!"
The trembling voice contained anger!
More tears!
"Are you doing this worthy of those predecessors who have fought for you? They shed their lives and blood for you. They used their flesh and blood chests to resist the insults of foreigners and the bombings of tanks and planes. They used their flesh and blood to resist the insults of foreigners and the bombings of tanks and planes.
Life, in exchange for the Dragon Kingdom, how do you treat the culture nurtured on this land? How do you treat this nation that once deeply insulted us and refused to admit its crimes? Where is your conscience?
But, do you still feel shame?
Know your shame and then be brave, don't you even remember the shame?"
The trembling voice tried to arouse the passion of those young people and awaken their strong patriotism, but unexpectedly, what they got in return was their cold eyes. Those indifferent eyes seemed to be able to dissect people's body skin, as if they would dissect people's skin.
The old man was in a place where he was torn to pieces by a thousand cuts.
On their mocking expressions, there was a hint of disdain:
"When did this happen? Do you still remember it? We are not big heroes, nor do we have as strong a sense of responsibility as you do. We are just ordinary workers. Don't embarrass us, and don't condemn us from the high ground of patriotism.
How are we doing? You can’t understand this street. We have other streets in Long Kingdom. Why don’t you go look elsewhere?”
"That's right, is it unpatriotic to wear this dress? What's wrong with us? We appreciate other people's culture, and culture knows no borders!"
"Yes, our ancestors have laid down the country for us, not so that we can live in hatred all the time, but so that we can enjoy a peaceful and beautiful life and enjoy this era of shared culture! Our history is not bad either, everything that has happened in the past
I remember them all, but those things have passed, so why bother to keep them in mind? Can you still go back in time and let Qin Shihuang rule the world?"
"Hahaha!"
The ruthless laughter destroyed the old man's remaining sanity.
I was going to rush up and beat them with a cane on the spot!
Seeing that something was wrong, the granddaughter quickly grabbed him, frantically holding on to his body and comforting him:
"Grandpa! You are not in good health. Don't be angry with them! Be obedient! Don't be impulsive!"
"Don't be angry! Don't be angry!"
"let's go!"
Even with his granddaughter pulling him, the old man still took a few steps forward, waving his crutch, and was only a few steps away from those people.
Looking at the people close at hand, the old man's movements gradually stopped.
"Hey, this old man still dares to attack us?"
"I really don't want to hit you, you know? If we make a move, we won't beat you to death!"
"Don't mess with us!"
"roll!"
"You are not welcome here!"
Several young people became even more arrogant, and their words lost the most basic respect.
When the granddaughter heard this, she was trembling with anger.
The old man's movements finally stopped, and he looked at those people with some disbelief, with tears in his eyes:
"Yes, there are many streets in our Dragon Country, not just this one! But every inch of land here is flowing with the blood and enthusiasm that your ancestors have shed!
An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood!
How can we, the Dragon Kingdom, give up half an inch of our land?
Yes, appreciating culture, appreciating culture does not mean that you can forget everything that happened in the past! Forget those soldiers who dedicated their lives for your enjoyment now! Culture knows no boundaries, but what about shame? What about national humiliation?
Don’t you think there’s any difference either!”
The old man's eyes glared angrily, and after he finished speaking this sentence, the hot tears in his eyes flowed down and fell on the ground.
After hearing this, the expressions of those young people changed.
Similarly, people who were preparing to go to the Kou Culture Street also gathered around.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Listening to the old man's words, they were thoughtful, and many of them silently took off their kimonos and chose to bow their heads and leave.
There are also many people who stop outside.
However, there are always some exceptions, so we still have to go inside.
At this time, Kou Ren, who had been responsible for counting, was observing the surveillance screen with a smile on his face.
They also anticipated the development of the Kou Culture Street here. Originally, they expected that the dragon people all shared the same hatred, so it would definitely be difficult to develop, but they did not expect that it would go very smoothly. Many people just like to come here to play, and the benefits are very good.
These pirate merchants have made a lot of money today. Based on this situation, they may be able to make a lot of money in the Dragon Kingdom.
Moreover, the successful development of a cultural street means that the market is highly tolerant and there is an opportunity to develop a second street!
Or the kimono limits the enthusiasm of some dragon people, and they are unwilling to wear it.
You can consider canceling this setting tomorrow, I believe the traffic will increase dramatically.
"what happened?"
Kou Ren, who was always staring at the surveillance screen, frowned slightly.
It feels like there is a lot less mobility at the street intersection.
I quickly looked at the surveillance camera at the street entrance, and my expression suddenly changed!
There are so many people gathered around, what are they doing?
Many people gathered around the door and seemed to be discussing something fiercely. Along with their arguments, many guests listened to a word or two and left!
This is not possible!
Preventing people from getting rich is like killing their parents!
Kou Ren frowned tightly and walked out.
..."Hey, you old man, why are you still swearing?"
"That's right, hurry up and take a walk. It's bad luck or not. You're swearing here. Is this the place you should be? You're wearing such tacky clothes. Please go somewhere else to play!"
"Don't argue too much with this old man, or you may be blackmailed. This is not something that can be solved with a small amount of money!"
"Ah, yes, yes!"
"I almost forgot. If it doesn't work, just call the security guard!"
Young people in kimonos were talking together.
Pointing at the old man and constantly slandering his image, the newly launched Kou Culture Street here does not match the old man’s style at all. They will never let this old man in. After all, if you choose to enjoy this service, then
It means that you must respect this culture and not be allowed to enter without wearing a kimono. This is also the most basic rule of the entire Kou Culture Street. If the boss finds someone coming in like this, he may lecture you and others!
Looking at the trembling, white-haired old man pointing angrily at everyone, he was speechless for a long time.
Their taunting voices became even harsher. The crazy voices emanated from various Kou cultural stores, stimulating the old man's eardrums and affecting his mood. It was as if he saw a field of gunfire burning in front of him, and countless compatriots of the same race were displaced.
, being crushed beneath them by those demonic beings, and violently tormenting them like crazy!
That shocking scene has never been forgotten by him to this day. This hatred is deeply engraved in his mind and cannot be forgotten!
Looking at these young people wearing kimonos in front of him, he felt a little sad!
Where are the young and passionate generations who once had high morale, studied and fought for the rise of the Dragon Kingdom?
Have we all become so enamored of foreign things now?
Wearing other people's clothes, the devil's clothes that once killed their relatives on this land, and enjoying their culture? Is this worthy of the martyrs who once fought bloody battles for them?
Those seniors who are so proud that their descendants can live peacefully and happily in the Dragon Kingdom, enjoy the Dragon Kingdom's power without fear of foreign powers, and enjoy the inheritance of history for thousands of years, how sad would they be if they saw such a scene?
The scenes in the Kou Culture Street constantly stimulated the old man. He raised his crutch with difficulty and pointed at the young people:
"You guys are going too far!"
The trembling voice contained anger!
More tears!
"Are you doing this worthy of those predecessors who have fought for you? They shed their lives and blood for you. They used their flesh and blood chests to resist the insults of foreigners and the bombings of tanks and planes. They used their flesh and blood to resist the insults of foreigners and the bombings of tanks and planes.
Life, in exchange for the Dragon Kingdom, how do you treat the culture nurtured on this land? How do you treat this nation that once deeply insulted us and refused to admit its crimes? Where is your conscience?
But, do you still feel shame?
Know your shame and then be brave, don't you even remember the shame?"
The trembling voice tried to arouse the passion of those young people and awaken their strong patriotism, but unexpectedly, what they got in return was their cold eyes. Those indifferent eyes seemed to be able to dissect people's body skin, as if they would dissect people's skin.
The old man was in a place where he was torn to pieces by a thousand cuts.
On their mocking expressions, there was a hint of disdain:
"When did this happen? Do you still remember it? We are not big heroes, nor do we have as strong a sense of responsibility as you do. We are just ordinary workers. Don't embarrass us, and don't condemn us from the high ground of patriotism.
How are we doing? You can’t understand this street. We have other streets in Long Kingdom. Why don’t you go look elsewhere?”
"That's right, is it unpatriotic to wear this dress? What's wrong with us? We appreciate other people's culture, and culture knows no borders!"
"Yes, our ancestors have laid down the country for us, not so that we can live in hatred all the time, but so that we can enjoy a peaceful and beautiful life and enjoy this era of shared culture! Our history is not bad either, everything that has happened in the past
I remember them all, but those things have passed, so why bother to keep them in mind? Can you still go back in time and let Qin Shihuang rule the world?"
"Hahaha!"
The ruthless laughter destroyed the old man's remaining sanity.
I was going to rush up and beat them with a cane on the spot!
Seeing that something was wrong, the granddaughter quickly grabbed him, frantically holding on to his body and comforting him:
"Grandpa! You are not in good health. Don't be angry with them! Be obedient! Don't be impulsive!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Don't be angry! Don't be angry!"
"let's go!"
Even with his granddaughter pulling him, the old man still took a few steps forward, waving his crutch, and was only a few steps away from those people.
Looking at the people close at hand, the old man's movements gradually stopped.
"Hey, this old man still dares to attack us?"
"I really don't want to hit you, you know? If we make a move, we won't beat you to death!"
"Don't mess with us!"
"roll!"
"You are not welcome here!"
Several young people became even more arrogant, and their words lost the most basic respect.
When the granddaughter heard this, she was trembling with anger.
The old man's movements finally stopped, and he looked at those people with some disbelief, with tears in his eyes:
"Yes, there are many streets in our Dragon Country, not just this one! But every inch of land here is flowing with the blood and enthusiasm that your ancestors have shed!
An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood!
How can we, the Dragon Kingdom, give up half an inch of our land?
Yes, appreciating culture, appreciating culture does not mean that you can forget everything that happened in the past! Forget those soldiers who dedicated their lives for your enjoyment now! Culture knows no boundaries, but what about shame? What about national humiliation?
Don’t you think there’s any difference either!”
The old man's eyes glared angrily, and after he finished speaking this sentence, the hot tears in his eyes flowed down and fell on the ground.
After hearing this, the expressions of those young people changed.
Similarly, people who were preparing to go to the Kou Culture Street also gathered around.
Listening to the old man's words, they were thoughtful. Many people silently took off their kimonos and chose to bow their heads and leave.
There are also many people who stop outside.
However, there are always some exceptions, so we still have to go inside.
At this time, Kou Ren, who had been responsible for counting, was observing the surveillance screen with a smile on his face.
They also anticipated the development of the Kou Culture Street here. Originally, they expected that the dragon people all shared the same hatred, so it would definitely be difficult to develop, but they did not expect that it would go very smoothly. Many people just like to come here to play, and the benefits are very good.
These pirate merchants have made a lot of money today. Based on this situation, they may be able to make a lot of money in the Dragon Kingdom.
Moreover, the successful development of a cultural street means that the market is highly tolerant and there is an opportunity to develop a second street.
