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    Chapter 3463 What a big scene

    Chapter 3463 What a big scene

    "Protect Mr. Heng!" "Capture the murderer!"

    When the car in the lane suddenly shattered and splashed out pieces of glass, the ghost and Bai Gou Shen jumped out of the other car almost at the same time, looking around with sharp eyes. Then the ghost rushed to Zhao Heng's side with the Shadow Alliance to protect him.  The rest climbed up from the eaves to the top floor with clear movements, targeting the burly lama clearly. The rest of the Zhao family's elite also responded!

    One by one, they pulled out their firearms and blocked the streets to intercept the enemy.

    Upon seeing this, Zhao Heng picked up the walkie-talkie: "Don't shoot unless you have to!" It's easy to shoot a bullet, but it's hard to clean up the mess. Once the gunshots are fired, it is easy for Tibetans who don't know the truth to be framed for official brutal suppression.  After the siege, no amount of bullets would be able to suppress the situation. Zhao Heng did not want the entire Tibetan city to bleed into a river of blood.

    At this time, Bai Gou Sheng had already reached the roof of the building. The burly lama who was carrying a water tank saw someone coming up like a cheetah, so he turned around and smashed the water tank towards Bai Gou Sheng.  With a little railing, he raised his body by two points. The water tank passed by his feet and fell on the solid floor behind. There was a loud noise and the water tank fell apart.

    When the water was splashing, the burly lama picked up another wooden stick, roared and smashed it at Bai Gou Sheng who had fallen to the ground. However, although the stick was swung out, there was almost no chance to use it. Bai Gou Sheng's figure suddenly exploded.  , strangely bullied him into the arms of the burly lama, and he palmed everything. The latter's body was shaken, he put his hand on his throat and coughed, and the wooden stick was weak and lowered.

    Baigousheng stretched out his hand, grabbed the opponent's wooden stick and swung it. The burly lama was thrown away like a kite with a broken string. He fell straight downstairs. When he was about to hit the ground, Baigousheng, who was leaning on the railing again,  Throwing out the wooden stick in his hand, he hit his opponent hard on the waist to cushion the burly lama's fall, and then watched coldly as the latter fell onto the bluestone.

    "Don't move!"

    When the burly lama fell, his limbs were sore and he wanted to struggle to get up, three Zhao family elites were already standing beside him with murderous intent. They stepped on his arms and pointed their guns at his head. Then, a  The handcuffs fell on his hands, completely making the burly lama unable to move. He could only scream: "Oppose privileges! Oppose injustice!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, two big slaps hit his face, directly knocking back the roar behind him.

    When members of the Zhao family took him aside for interrogation, Zhao Heng shook his head noncommittally, got out of the car door and walked into the restaurant. Gong Mingyue wanted to advise Zhao Heng to change places. After all, an aggressive incident had just occurred here: "Young Master Heng, we can't do anything now.  To confirm whether this was an accident or intentional, for your safety, let¡¯s go to the city hall!¡±

    "It's okay, it's right here, it's good!"

    Zhao Heng patted Gong Mingyue on the shoulder and strode to the window table on the second floor. Following his movements, dozens of people followed him and quickly dispersed around to be on guard. They also checked for possible changes again. Zhao Heng pulled out a chair and sat down.  , waving Gong Mingyue over to have breakfast together: "I am willing to show respect and respect to devout and kind-hearted believers!"

    "But I won't back down even a little bit from the radicals! If they make a fuss like this, I have to change the place where I have breakfast. That would be ridiculous!"

    Gong Mingyue nodded: "Understood!"

    Breakfast was quickly served one by one, including steamed buns, butter tea, glutinous rice cakes, and golden cakes. The mahogany table was soon filled with an alluring aroma, which looked particularly warm in the cold rain. Zhao Heng poured butter tea for Gong Mingyue with a smile:  "Ethnic disputes and religious issues always need to be faced up to and resolved. Blind tolerance will only make them think you are incompetent!"

    ¡°It will also make them push themselves even further, and ruin the original intention of equality!¡±

    Zhao Heng picked up a wheat bun and broke it open, adding a little sugar to it and put it into his mouth: "I remember that in Jiangjun City, the urban management drove away the street vendors who were hawking indiscriminately near the school, but they didn't dare to sell mutton skewers in white hats and pretend to be  Lu Meng, who is from Jiangcheng, shouted, every time we talk about this we laugh out loud, I think it is really a classic manifestation of personal wisdom!"

    "But after I laughed, I felt extremely bitter in my heart!"

    Gong Mingyue's eyes became thoughtful, and then she heard Zhao Heng add: "So I won't be like Nan Changshou, who for the sake of harmony and reputation, greets people with a smile even if they are splashed with red paint, and faces everything with ulterior motives.  I will only retaliate in kind. For the sake of stability, I can ask members of the Zhao family not to shoot indiscriminately, but once they are in danger"

    "I will never pay attention to the other party's identity and influence!"

    Zhao Heng took a big bite of the bun and said, "I will suppress it mercilessly, just like the Ya Taigu and the Ya Clan back then. Although Zangcheng is much more deeply rooted than the Ya Clan, they still want to provoke the Chinese officials."The authority of ?? is still not acceptable, at least it cannot be obtained in my hands, so no matter whether the attack just now was intentional or unintentional, I will not leave because of this!  "

    Zhao Heng felt the smell of wheat and sugar mixed with a warm smile on his face: "You and I will just have this breakfast quietly, and then follow me to the Potala Palace to meet the Living Buddha. He can refuse the Du family sisters' offer."  If I ask for an audience, there will be no reason not to let me go up the mountain. Besides, as a living Buddha, he still needs to be recognized by the Chinese government."

    "Otherwise, no matter how boundless the Dharma is, Baden will not be able to sit in the palace for a few days."

    Gong Mingyue nodded again: "Understood!"

    ¡°Bang bang bang!¡±

    While Zhao Heng was chewing his buns and watching the rain outside, more than ten men in Tibetan clothes emerged from the nearby houses, holding various heavy objects with their hands. There were stone piers, coffee tables, and chairs. In short, everything could be done.  The discarded things were poured into the motorcade and the restaurant downstairs, while they screamed: "Oppose injustice, oppose privilege!"

    "Bang!" "Bang!" "Boom!"

    Various debris fell from mid-air, hitting the convoy on the narrow street one by one. Army One also made a muffled bang, and a rice cooker fell on the windshield. Although the special glass was not broken at all, the electric  The mud spilled from the rice pot blurred her vision. Gong Mingyue looked at the chaotic situation in front of her and looked uneasy: "How could this happen?"

    Compared to the anxiety and apology shown by Gong Mingyue, Zhao Heng seemed calm and calm. After eating the wheat buns, he took a golden cake, cut it into four pieces and put it in his mouth, and drank the butter tea in the cup.  , during this period, seven or eight perpetrators were arrested by the military police. They were tied with hand ropes one by one and held on the eaves. There were military police fingerprints on their wrists and necks.

    ¡°Obviously the latter was quite angry that these people were making trouble at this time.

    "boom!"

    A Tibetan teenager who was being chased by the military and police smashed two beer bottles into the car and then rushed towards the restaurant like a rabbit. He seemed to realize that the person sitting in the restaurant was a big shot, but he had not yet reached the stairs. The ghost  He kicked him out with one kick. The kick seemed to be quite heavy, causing the Tibetan boy to spit out a mouthful of blood, and then he fell unconscious in the rain.

    Seeing this, the ghost frowned slightly. He only used two points of force in his kick just now. How could he kick someone unconscious all at once?  But he didn't think much about it, thinking that the other party was weaker than ordinary people. Then, he shouted again: "From now on, no one can go near the restaurant. Anyone who dares to break in and capture him on the spot will be punished if he dares to resist."  Ground kill!"

    The shadow alliances on both sides responded in unison: "Yes!"

    "Young Master Heng, we have figured out their motives!"

    While members of the Zhao family and the military and police were surrounding the perpetrators, Bai Goucheng quietly walked up from the entrance to the stairs, holding the confession he asked from the burly lama: "This is a road leading to the Potala Palace."  Sixty percent of believers usually go up the mountain for pilgrimage from here, which can shorten their journey by at least six hours, and Baden also entered the palace from here yesterday!"

    Bai Gouchang handed the confession to Zhao Heng: "So many believers also hope to make a pilgrimage from here to get a little bit of the atmosphere of the Living Buddha. However, this street was cleared and blocked by the military and police, and they had to change their route to go up the mountain, so some radicals  Seemingly dissatisfied and trying desperately to break through, the burly lama also arrived on the west side of the street last night!"

    ¡°I wanted to sneak across the street to the Potala Palace, but in the end I was discovered by the dedicated military police and forcibly expelled from here!¡±

    "The burly lama was very angry, so he came back and hid on the rooftop during the heavy rain. When he saw Heng Shao's motorcade, he came out to vent his anger!"

    Gong Mingyue exhaled a long breath: "That's it!" Then she looked at Zhao Heng with an apologetic look: "Young Master Heng, I'm sorry! It was my eagerness for quick success that caused"

    "I'm afraid things are not that simple!"

    Zhao Heng did not pay attention to Gong Mingyue's apology, nor did he comment on Bai Goucheng's report. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If he is really a devout believer, he will not feel resentment in his heart because of such a trivial matter, even if he is angry.  We blocked his way. On such a grand day, he should first think about pilgrimage instead of hiding here to take revenge!"

    "A lama who makes such a fuss is either a person who is determined to retaliate, or a guy with ulterior motives!"

    Zhao Heng sighed: "In my opinion, the probability of the latter is higher. It seems that Yu Xuanji is right. Today is destined to be a big show!"

    At this point, his eyes jumped, and then he straightened his slender body slightly, looking down at the street entrance, his face became more solemn. Bai Gou Sheng and Gong Mingyue were slightly startled, and then they followed.  Zhao Heng looked towards the street, and his body was similarly shaken. In his field of vision, hundreds of Tibetan men and women were approaching like a torrential flood.

    "Against privilege,"??It's unfair!  "

    At the same time, the store doors on both sides opened one after another, and a large number of half-shirted monks walked out.

    "Oppose privileges! Oppose injustice!"

    The crowd is raging!

    Zhao Heng said calmly: "What was supposed to come has finally come!"

    The June 29th riot in Tibetan City, which has been recorded in history, quietly began!

    PS: Thank you to 55 Number One Warriors for rewarding this work with 500 Zhulang Coins.
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