Tom stood up and decided to make Fang Zheng's life and death condescendingly: "Do you think you can sit firmly in this position because of your hard work? Idiots are given to you for your father's sake. Your father is dead, you should
Roll out of this position, or… go die!”
At this moment, Tom no longer looks like Fang Zheng's close comrade-in-arms, but more like a demon, whose shape and words make Fang Zheng feel like he is struck by lightning.
Fang Zheng sat on the ground, staring at Tom blankly. Suddenly, Fang Zheng knelt down and climbed to Tom, hugged Tom's thighs, and hissed: "No! No! Mr. Rothschild... No! Rothschild
Grandpa Child, you can't do this. If you drive me off from the Godfather of Manhattan, I will have nothing! Please... Please... As long as you let me go, I will be a pig.
Dog, saddle for you."
"It sounds very tempting?" Tom sat back on his big chair that symbolized the king, lifted his feet first, and said, "So, if you want to get this position, please help me put the shoes on them first.
lick it clean.”
"Okay! As long as Grandpa Rothschild is willing to let me go, he will ask me to eat shit."
In order to survive and for the glory of the past, Fang Zheng completely gave up his dignity.
No time, Fang Zheng felt that wealth and honor were so far away from him. From the front, Fang Zheng still had Secretary Fang. If he could not stay in America, he would be a hero again when he returned to the Republic.
But now, the former reliance on Secretary Fang was beaten to death by Fang Zheng himself and cut off his own way of retreat. Now he is a pig or a dog, and he is also a self-defeating person.
Tom stretched his feet over, and Fang Zheng really stuck out his tongue to lick. As soon as he licked Tom's feet, Tom shouted, "Wait a minute." Fang Zheng raised his head in confusion, but Tom retracted his legs and said to the surroundings.
: "Listen them all clean."
Fang Zheng nodded. In order to save his life, he had to bear the greatest humiliation. Seeing Fang Zheng crawling over like a dog, these bastards were excited, spitting on the ground one by one, wiped the shoes clean, and then lifting the soles of the shoes to Fang Zheng.
Kneel and lick. Fang Zheng almost spit out the yellow liquid on it, but he still put his tongue up. However, he couldn't get through the hurdle in his heart, so he just licked around and deliberately avoided those dirty things.
But a nigger suddenly raised his foot and pointed it at Fang Zheng's face and pressed it hard. The kick was extremely fierce, and Fang Zheng rolled on the ground and finally gained a foothold. Fang Zheng was about to get up, but the nigger came out of the chair.
Jump up and stepped on Fang Zheng's chest, with a ferocious face:
"You are the ancestors, you can't even lick a shoe. What's the use of keeping you in the world?"
After saying that, he slapped his ears and printed hard on Fang Zheng's face. Poor Fang Zheng was so powerful that he was immediately stepped on as a pile of dog shit. His face was beaten red in an instant, but he didn't even dare to hum. The black ghost was very strong.
The people around him clearly heard the sound of bones being broken. Fang Zheng finally couldn't resist it, and lay on the ground and rolled and screamed.
Tom stood up with contempt:
"Fak Squid, stupid trash, I thought you were so tough! It turned out to be a dog that can be killed."
He walked to Fang Zheng and stepped on Fang Zheng's head hard. Fang Zheng felt a pain in his head. Even he felt that his head had broken his skull by Tom's foot.
Fang Zheng looked from a distance and saw Tom condescendingly and looking at Fang Zheng with an animal that looked more humble than a dog, making Fang Zheng feel that in Tom's eyes, he lived so much that he was not as good as a dog.
And it's not now, it's the past, it's always been.
Fang Zheng seemed to guess that he was going to die! Suddenly, he felt a little regretful in his heart. He suddenly remembered a sentence from Secretary Fang before his death:
I'm dead, and you won't live long.
When he said this, Secretary Fang's eyes were filled with self-deprecation and despair.
Fang Zheng suddenly realized again. Maybe everything he got was actually the shadow of his father behind him. He used to be a gangster who was struggling to death in beauty. But later he killed someone, and his father used his own.
The power finally influenced the selfless American justice. Then, Fang was twisting his waist and the underworld business was in full swing, breaking through the wind and waves, killing gods and meeting Buddhas and destroying Buddhas. Fortunately, he was so arrogant that he said in front of his mother that he was beautiful
Everything that is firm is all achieved through one's own efforts, but now I think about it.
I am afraid that when his father used his power to influence judicial judgments, the Freemasons noticed themselves and secretly gave themselves a green light until they committed heinous crimes in the United States and ultimately paid the price for their stupidity.
Unfortunately, when Fang Zheng turned around, it was too late. His father was killed by him, and he had no value in Tom's heart. Therefore, he could treat him as a dog and play whatever he wanted.
For a moment, humiliation, anger, ashamed, regret made Fang Zheng's eyes turn red. I don't know where the strength came from. I saw Tom roaring and breaking free from Tom's feet, and then picking up a redwood beside him.
The chair was smashed hard on Tom's head. Tom was not wary of being hit immediately. In an instant, the mahogany chair was smashed to pieces. At the same time, Fang Zheng jumped high and kicked him to the side with his feet.
His own nigger. Fang Zheng was fighting his life at this moment, and miraculously hit the nigger's face. The nigger screamed and turned to the side. The door behind him suddenly opened wide. It was the road to hope. Fang Zheng raised his foot and just
I was about to run away, but I was held tightly by a giant hand and couldn't move.
Fang Zheng was shocked and turned around and it turned out that Tom grabbed his feet. Seeing himself looking at him, Tom smiled fiercely and pulled hard. Fang Zheng screamed and was hit hard and hit the ground, and his head was also
He hit the floor hard and even smashed the floor. The back of his head was also "pulled" and blood was gushing, his eyes turned pale, and he was almost dead.
"Bause! Want to run away? I don't know what it means."
A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Tom's mouth, looking at Fangzheng lying on the ground with only breathing left, just like looking at an old dog on the verge of death.
Fang Zheng could no longer see ahead. He felt his consciousness becoming more and more blurred, as if his head was broken and then blood rolled into his eyes, and finally the blood stained his eyes blurred.
Fang Zheng seemed to want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. He remembered his youth again. It was Fang Zheng's most carefree days. His father was kind and his son was filial. His mother and family loved him, but they didn't know when he started.
Become like an evil ghost? It eventually leads to a big mistake? Fang Zheng's brain began to try to recall, and he finally remembered that it was Lai Meijian's time, which he thought was open-minded and began to hate the motherland and his parents and family
Time...
How great would it be if time could turn back?
Unfortunately... nothing can be done... Fang Zheng suddenly remembered his mother. If she died, her mother would have no support in the world, right? Can she still survive? She should have to live alone.
Fang Zheng remembered the desolate background of his mother's old age. Fang Zheng's eyes began to shed tears, but more blood was shed...
It's too late! Fang Zheng is destined to pay the price for his stupidity. He shouted to get up, but he can't get up again because Tom's big feet were raised high and stomped on Fang Zheng's face.
In spring, rain fell on a large area of the sky in the Republic. Since the coldness of winter has not yet emerged from the coldness of the winter, the Republic seems particularly cold. No matter how cold it is, the Republic's network is still there. Now, the entire Republic
The Internet is in chaos. The number of people shaking flags and shouting for the splitters began to increase, smearing tyrants to vilify tyrants in order to achieve the ugly purpose of the people of the country hating tyrants and eventually achieving the ugly purpose of Di Yi's separation from the people of the Republic...
Because the Republic and Diyi shared an open platform, the people of Diyi could also search for the republic people's republic, and Diyi's ancestors were once republicans, so both sides could keep the language open. They saw that Fu Gaozu, whom they loved, was in the Republic.
People accept abuse, and they are angry, and they begin to turn into a war of verbalism between the people of two countries...
And as time goes by, this kind of opposing insult becomes increasingly fierce, and even major mainstream forums of the two countries have reported on the verbal battle between the two peoples, and then attracted more people to join this endless war of verbal battle.
Come to the middle...
As the war of verbal escalates, the words of the people of the two countries become increasingly ugly and vulgar until the end, leaving a shadow in the hearts of the people of the two countries. For this reason, a large marche broke out among the people of Diyi, opposing the Republic's media and
The Internet fabricated so-called facts and belittled their leaders' words. It received a warm response from the people of Diyi. In just a week, the parade became larger and larger, and finally reached a huge 100,000 people.
Diyi's parade eventually attracted the attention of the Republic's media, and wrote the news into a long essay and presented it to the people of the Republic to read.
Moreover, in order to attract attention and create a sensation, countless extremely inciting languages were added to the long speech, which deepened the gap between the two peoples.
In the forum, the war between the two peoples continued to escalate. In a short period of time, the people of the two countries changed from their previous close comrades to their enemies, and they were either dead or alive. They also won the other party's title.
It has various nicknames, such as "the monkey who grabs rice with his hands" and "the unhappy wolf".
The relationship between the two peoples has dropped to the freezing point ever.
The Republic, a headquarters of News Corporation, which has a huge influence in the Republic. A group of staff are busy and busy. A guy with his legs crossed is smoking. Just now, he was interviewed by an overseas Internet media and was
He claims to be the new generation of justice mentors in the Republic and strives for the Republic to advance. He has more than 30 million fans on a certain Weibo platform and is known as the "Weibo Emperor".
His surname is Liu and his name is Liu Chong. He likes others to call him Teacher Liu.
He is now writing an article that bombarded Emperor Diyi, whose name is: The evil devil, rolling down from the heads of the people!
Then they will publish the situation on paper and the Internet separately. In addition, he will also devote his energy to managing his Weibo, interact with netizens through Weibo, and spread Western democracy and values in a timely manner.
Then instill some spiritual chicken soup, such as Westerners who are kind will throw coins on the ground every day for the poor to pick them up, such as rich people who are idle will buy a cup of coffee and put it on the counter, waiting for the poor in need to drink, eat, and take it for free...
…
He called these the consciences of Westerners, and these were exactly what the Republic did not have.
Then, he would throw the problems reported by netizens into governments at all levels and below, and urge government officials to properly handle them...
Then, the respected mentor Liu finished his day's work and was ready to rest...
Sometimes, Mentor Liu feels like an emperor, giving instructions on the country and inspiring words, making him feel that life is so wonderful.
After writing the article that bombarded Emperor Yi and Fu Qianjun, Teacher Liu threw the pen down - he didn't like to type with a computer, and writing with a pen would make him feel more. Of course, he didn't like to write in Chinese characters, but in English
.This will make him feel that he is superior and that he feels that he is above all the people.
Outside, there is a group of journalists working hard.
Teacher Liu is the editor-in-chief here. Recently, he asked all staff to post more news about Diyi people's march against the Republic online, which would be more selling points. As for what consequences will be? He doesn't care, he just needs it.
The people of the Republic can only know the face of the people of Diyi, so that the people of the Republic can distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend.
Suddenly, a knock on the door came from outside the office. Then several guys in police uniforms walked in, looked inside for a while, and asked, "Is Mr. Liu Chong and Liu here?"
"What's wrong?" A young man with glasses turned aside a few policemen and asked angrily. The people were afraid of the police, but they were not afraid of them. They were the uncrowned king. Whoever dared to touch them would be
Who dares to stab to death with a pen?
"I want to talk to Teacher Liu in person." The police were neither humble nor arrogant.
The young young man pointed with his finger: "Teacher Liu is inside. But you'd better not disturb him, otherwise you will die miserably."
The police walked in and instructor Liu asked, “Do you have an appointment?”
Police: "No."
"If you don't have one, go out. I'm working now and will not receive guests." Teacher Liu began to read netizens' messages, just like the emperor reviewing memorials.
The police finally couldn't hold back by the arrogance of these guys, so they took out the arrest warrant and said, "Master Liu, we suspect that you have collusion with overseas forces, and they have received bribes from others and fabricated fake news, so now I want to invite you
Let's go with us and cooperate with our investigation."
"Bang!"
As soon as the police finished speaking, Mentor Liu rolled his eyes: "What? What did you say? You have the will to say it again. Do you dare to say bad things about me? Do you believe it or not, I will poke you to death with a pen? Do you believe it or not, I will peel your skin?