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"It's simple, pave the way." Mo Hongying rubbed her chin with her index finger and thought for a while.

"That's a good idea." Hu Tiewa's eyes lit up and she said, "The sticks and the like can be used directly as wood for cooking." Hehehe said with a smile, "It's getting colder and colder now, let's see how long they can hold on." She worriedly added Said, "But this is never a problem!"

"Stay with it!" Mo Hongying clenched her fist and said, otherwise, what else could she do?Relying on individual strength is not enough.

Hu Tiewa was not willing to suffer the disadvantage of being dumb, and shouted loudly through the wall: Thank them for the bricks and stones they sent to pave the road, and thank them for the firewood they sent.

As a result, the provocation escalated, and this time what was thrown in was a fire stick.

Fireworks are strictly prohibited in cotton spinning mills. Cotton, spindles, and cloth are all flammable materials.

"I'm sorry! Sister Kui, please punish me! I can't keep my temper." Hu Tiewa said to Sister Kui with her eyes red and her head lowered. She was so anxious that she almost cried.

"What's the use of punishing you?" Mo Hongying looked at him helplessly and said, knowing that their patience had reached the limit.

"They just forced us to take action." Mo Hongying looked at the angry them with deep eyes, "I called all the departments in the French Concession. Do you think they have come?" She bit her lip and looked at it. With their eyes full of scarlet, they asked again, "I came to see your Dong brother, what did he say?"

"Patience!" Fan Erhu said with such anger that his hair was about to explode, "Grandma, when have we ever been so angry?"

"Strengthen the vigilance, prepare water, and put out fires at any time." Mo Hongying looked at them with dark eyes and said, "They don't dare to make too much trouble. If it really causes a fire, it will be hard to explain."

"We can't be so passive!" Chen Jingzhe said unwillingly.

"Call the newspaper office." Mo Hongying thought for a while and said.

"Does the newspaper office work?" Fan Erhu looked at her suspiciously and said.

"The Japanese devils are also subject to the pressure of public opinion. Sometimes the pen is useful." Mo Hongying looked at them with dark eyes and said, "The pen is like a knife."

"But as you said, a pen is as sharp as a knife. The chief editor and the editor are also afraid of the yamen gate." Hu Tiewa said in a low voice, "They bully the weak and fear the strong."

"Try it!" Mo Hongying looked at them with raised eyebrows and said, "What if it's bloody!"

Reporters are bloody, but the one here is a girl. Isn’t this a sheep entering a tiger’s mouth?

Listening outside the wall, flower girl, flower girl...

Mo Hongying looked at the closed factory door and said, "Open the door!" Let's see what the reason for the harassment in recent days is?

With a creaking sound, the door was opened.

Several Japanese ronin looked at each other and finally came out.

Mo Hongying protected three reporters, a man and two women, behind him.

"Hurry in." Mo Hongying looked at the three of them and said.

"I have to stay and take pictures." The male reporter raised the camera hanging on his chest and said, "Expose the crimes of Japanese ronin."

Mo Hongying stroked her forehead and said, "Brother, your life is almost gone, why do you care about this?"

"Hand over the camera."

"Who asked you to take pictures of us?"

The Japanese ronin shouted, "Hand it over."

"I can't leave this to you, it belongs to the newspaper."

"We just arrived and haven't taken any pictures of you yet."

"Your behavior is too bad."

Mo Hongying's face was full of black lines, but this reporter still had the heart to reason with them.

"Don't give it!"

She started to grab it, but Mo Hongying took the upright reporter and hid.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" A man rushed between Mo Hongying and the others.

Mo Hongying's black eyes flickered as she looked at the familiar child. Is this guy very idle?do not need to work.

"What are you doing?" Lin Hansheng said angrily, staring at the seven or eight Japanese ronin in front of him.

<divclass="contentadv">"Hey! Why do we have to ask you? You suddenly rushed out, who are you?"

"Who do you care about me? If you have something to say, please say it and don't touch me."

"Just say it nicely? He took a camera to take a picture of us. We don't want to be filmed. We have the right to take the camera back!"

Lin Hansheng looked back at the camera hanging on the reporter's chest. The reporter quickly shook his head and said, "Expose the Japanese's ugly behavior, why can't they be filmed? They harassed other people's factories, threw bricks and tiles all over the floor, and there are no people who are tyrannical in our house." No matter what, it’s too bullying.”

"You can ask your officials to take care of us!"

"Haha..." The Japanese Ronin laughed arrogantly.

"We're waiting! Go quickly and call the patrol room to see if they are coming."

"Hand over the camera."

"Give them the film." Lin Hansheng looked back at the reporter and said.

"I haven't taken the photo yet! There is material from my interview on the film, so I can't give it to them."

"You heard it too, they haven't taken the photo yet!" Lin Hansheng turned back and looked at the Japanese Ronin and said.

"You believe whatever he says! You can also believe what China Pig says. Leave the camera to us."

Things have stagnated here, and the crowd of onlookers is getting bigger and bigger.

"You won't give it, right? Don't blame us for being rude. If you don't drink the toast, you'll have to drink the wine as a penalty. You have to find fault."

"It's a robbery in broad daylight! It's a robbery in broad daylight!"

Several people came out of nowhere and shouted loudly, "Beat you Japanese to death."

The Japanese ronin began to shout loudly, "The Xinhua Cotton Mill is beating people, beating people."

At this point in the play, can’t you tell Mo Hongying?This was just for her.

There was a sudden chaos, and the scene was very chaotic. During the beating and pushing, someone bumped into Mo Hongying.

"Be careful!" Lin Hansheng shouted anxiously.

There were so many people coming together that it was impossible to hide.

Although Mo Hongying had already hid, she still felt a needle pricking her arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The person who bumped into him kept apologizing.

Mo Hongying looked at him critically, holding her fists tightly so that no one could see any flaws.

"I'm sorry, did I hurt you? They are really bullying me."

"Are you okay?" Lin Hansheng looked at Yan Dankui worriedly and said.

"I'm fine, how about you!" Mo Hongying looked at Lin Hansheng with her dark eyes and asked.

"I can still bear this little impact." Lin Hansheng shook his head slightly, and then said, "You'd better go in! There are too many people, and accidents can easily happen."

Suddenly the crowd shouted, "Kill people, kill people."

Everyone present seemed to be frozen, and they were all stunned on the spot.

"Xinhua Cotton Mill killed people, Xinhua Cotton Mill killed people."

The Japanese ronin all held down one person, his hands were stained with blood, and a long knife was inserted into the arm of one of the Japanese.

"Your Xinhua Cotton Mill hurt someone, what should we do?"

Who else can use such strong words to make sense?

"He is not a worker in our factory." Mo Hongying looked at the Japanese Ronin calmly and said, "Call someone from the patrol room!" She said without looking back.