Chapter 289 Parade

Seeing the demon that she once feared so much, now like a pig or dog waiting for death, clutching her neck and twitching her body, Xiaojuan felt a surge of joy in her heart.

Thinking about how her biological father was killed by Javanese monkeys in this way, she felt that her great revenge had been avenged.

"Thank you... thank you!" Xiaojuan looked at Gao Jin and said.

Gao Jin shrugged, "Don't thank me, thank my brother!"

Li Qing just smiled at Xiaojuan, then smiled and scolded Gao Jin: "You are obviously the hero who saved the beauty, but you have to blame it on me."

After saying that, he shook his head and walked out of the bar. After this incident, he no longer had the interest to drink and chat.

Gao Jin glanced at Xiaojuan and followed her out.

Crow hugged Gao Jin's shoulders from behind, "Ah Jin, that girl is pretty good. Why don't you take her away? Can I have sex?"

Gao Jin rolled his eyes, "Brother Crow, don't you like shemales?"

When Crow heard this, the smile on his face immediately stiffened, and he shouted to Zhang Qiandan in front of him: "Zhang Qiandan, I'm in trouble, you big mouth, you say everything?"

A few people left chatting and laughing, leaving only the bodies on the ground slowly drained of blood.

Xiaojuan watched Gao Jin's back disappear at the door of the bar with complicated eyes. She sighed, picked up her bag from the sofa, and followed her out.

In any case, the mountain pressing on me is gone, and I am...free.

In the next two days, Sushma took a group of people around Jakarta D, and also allowed Li Qing to see the Javanese attitude towards the Chinese.

Except for a few Javanese who are friendly to the Chinese, most people hate the Chinese and believe that the Chinese have robbed their wealth and are capitalists who ruthlessly squeeze them.

Walking on the street, you can even feel the Javanese's hostile eyes towards the Chinese. This situation is not good.

The feeling given to Li Qing is similar to that of the Jews in Germany before World War II. No, the living environment is even worse than that of the Jews. At least the political power of the Jews is not weak.

But now the Chinese have no political power at all in Java.

A new day, early morning.

Sushma arrived early at the hotel where Li Qing was staying.

"Mr. Li, I'm afraid we can't go sightseeing today." Sushma said embarrassedly.

Yesterday, we agreed to take Li Qing and others to see the famous tourist attraction Jakarta D Cathedral.

"Huh? What happened?" Li Qing also asked curiously.

"Oh, college students are marching, seemingly demanding some political reform, a bunch of nerds who are so stupid from reading!

Can this kind of thing be solved if there is a parade? It's simply whimsical. "

Sushma shook her head and scoffed.

The scale of the college students' demonstration was very large. Traffic was controlled throughout Jakarta today, and the police were on the streets to maintain law and order.

Li Qing straightened his body, "College student parade?"

He frowned. Although he didn't know why, he always felt something was wrong. He patted his head and couldn't remember the details.

In his impression, 'Black May' broke out across Java, but he didn't know exactly where it started.

"Qiandan, contact the waterway and we will return to Liaoning Province." Li Qing said in a deep voice.

No matter what, it's better to go back to Liaoning Province first. After all, there are many brothers there and the security is high.

And now the traffic control, the general method is probably inseparable from Jakarta D.

"Boss Su, prepare a batch of arms and ammunition for us. We need more bullets."

Sushma was stunned when he heard this, "Mr. Li, isn't it? It's just a demonstration by college students. It passed in a day or two. It has not happened before."

In his mind, it has become a routine to hold parades like today two or three times a year.

In fact, Li Qing was not sure, but he was right to make plans in advance.

"Next time, arms are 15% off." Li Qing looked at Sushma and smiled.

"Okay, then I'd like to thank Mr. Li." Sushma immediately agreed with a smile.

15% off, how much money can you save?

In just one morning, Sushma delivered the ammunition and thoughtfully asked his younger brother to fill the magazine with bullets.

But most of them were rifles and pistols, not even a few grenades.

"Boss Li, I still think you are too cautious. This is Yaga D. If I can't protect you, my life will be in vain for so many years."

Sushma said nonchalantly that he felt that Li Qing, as the leader of the New World, was a little too cautious.

But his thoughts did not last for an hour, because he received the latest news that martial law was implemented in Jakarta and six college students participating in the demonstration were shot.

Sushma looked at Li Qing opposite him with a confused expression.

At this time, Li Qing frowned. There was a saying in his previous life that "Black May" was actually plotted by Javanese high-level officials for a long time. First, because the wealth held by the Chinese was indeed coveted; but to divert the conflicts caused by the financial crisis. Stir up racial conflict.

In other words, the Chinese are regarded by Javanese senior officials as consumables to stabilize the mood of Javanese people.

No different than the Jews during World War II.

"Qian Dan, when will the boat arrive?"

"Brother, our own boat will be at Nick Village next to the ferry port at about 11 o'clock in the evening."

Zhang Qiandan responded immediately, and he also saw the urgency in his elder brother Li Qing's tone.

"Tell the others to leave on time at seven o'clock in the evening." Li Qing closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Regardless of whether Yaga D was the trigger or not, his current idea is to return to Beiba as soon as possible.

...

Wang Li is a Chinese living in Jakarta. He has been working hard in Java for decades.

In the past few decades, two generations have turned a small grocery store into a small supermarket through hard work, which is considered to be a relatively large supermarket in the surrounding area.

As usual, Wang Li watched the news in the store, and complained to his wife.

"These college students are doing this and that all day long, which has caused us to lose business. I heard that 6 college students died today, alas."

Wang Li shook his head, a little confused. Can't we live a good life?

His wife was making small clothes on the side. Their child was due to be born in two months, and she had to prepare in advance.

"If business is not good, close it early. Anyway, no one will come." His wife looked at him and smiled.

"Haha, every penny you can earn is a penny, otherwise how can you support you two." Wang Li looked at his wife lovingly.

Suddenly, there were noises and cries from afar, which made Wang Li frown. He wondered what the Javanese were doing at this late hour.

He simply stood up and walked out the door.

Some Javanese were walking in the distance, holding torches in their hands, and they kept smashing and destroying the Chinese shops around.

Wang Li was horrified when he saw this, and couldn't help but think of the tragedy that happened that year.

Fortunately, there was still some distance from here. Wang Li immediately pulled down the shutter door, turned off all the lights, and hurriedly pulled his wife to run to the inner room.