The big guys collectively spoke out against Marquez, but did not inform Matteo Ci. This action is thought-provoking. There are two possibilities. The first possibility is that the big guys are afraid of Matteo Ci and list him and Marquez as the opponent sequence. The second possibility is that the big guys treat him as a child and do not take children to participate in the games played by adults.

Fu Ping'an analyzed that the first possibility is greater. Today's situation is too great. These old foxes will definitely doubt Matteo C. There will be a general election tomorrow, and no one can guarantee what will happen tonight.

Compared with other small countries, the possibility of armed conflict in Xingma and Taiwan is low, and no one can break the face and make it hard. This is not because of the high level of politicians, but because of the balance of strength. The police forces and the army are equally strong. The coup relies on ground forces, and the navy and air force are useless, so General Gu Lie did not dare to overturn the table because that means a civil war.

Similarly, with the military checks and balances, Prime Minister Marquez dared not act recklessly. They only dared to make small moves in private, monitor, track down, slander, assassinate, and silence them. It is absolutely impossible to use armed forces to engage in dictatorship.

After tonight, it is the day of the election. What should be done has been done. Next, I will wait for the result. Although everyone is extremely excited and can't fall asleep, Fu Ping'an still recommends everyone to rest. According to the daily schedule, the bodyguards are divided into three shifts. Now they are on duty at night and other personnel take turns to rest.

There are twenty foreign bodyguards in the villa. For safety reasons, Mulan did not hire locals because the locals have families and families and are easily coerced. Instead, mercenaries from Russia and Myanmar are more reliable. At least they still have professional ethics and will not charge others' money to kill the employer.

The only local cadastral gunman in the villa is Thiago. Fu Ping'an asked him if he wanted to go home. Thiago said there was a curfew outside, and even if I was a policeman, I couldn't get out. Let's be here tonight with you. A few minutes later, his cell phone rang, and the call number was noted as his wife.

"Wife, I can't go back when I work overtime today. You and the child lock the door. There may be turmoil tonight." Thiago answered the phone in public and said frankly, slowly walking outside. No one cared about his actions. It was normal for the police officer on duty to talk to his family.

The caller was not Thiago's wife, but his direct superior, Gusdien's head, Fernandez, assistant director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Fernandez called to confirm whether Matteo was in the beachfront villa, and asked how many bodyguards were on duty at night, where was the secret whistle and what was the password. Thiago answered truthfully.

"Is Indonesian aunt coming to visit?" Thiago asked, this is the code code of the organization, and whether it means taking physical elimination actions.

"The child has a high fever," Fernandez said, and hung up the phone, which is also a code word, meaning withdrawal.

Thiago understood that tonight, Gusdien was going to raid the beach house and kill everyone here. He didn't expect Prime Minister Marquez would be so decisive. This was not like the Prime Minister's style. Marquez was not so decisive and cruel. The only explanation was that Fernandez made a proclamation and made his own decision to assassinate Matteo.

He guessed that this was a private decision made by Fernandez. He believed that Marquez might be defeated in the political struggle, so that Gusdien would be liquidated and he would be arrested and tried. In order to protect wealth and privileges, he issued an order without authorization and mobilized personnel, intending to carry out an assassination. Not only Matteo C, but also Gonzalez and General Gulie were to be killed.

There is a secret army in Gusdi'an. All members are not from Xingma and Taiwan, but killers hired from Indonesia. They are said to be retired soldiers of Indonesian special forces. They do dirty work more professionally and cruelly. They are equipped with full-size SUVs and large-displacement motorcycles. Their killing methods are also very rough and simple. There are two main modes. The first is to go to someone else's house to kill in the middle of the night. Several cars are lined up. The killers get off the car and shoot with automatic weapons. After shooting thousands of bullets, they leave. The brick walls of ordinary houses cannot block bullets. Under the dense rain of bullets, the chances of people in the house are extremely low. The second method is to kill people halfway through the road. The motorcycle killer used submachine guns to pour bullets at close range in the traffic flow, and the chances of target survival are also extremely low.

How could there be a complete egg when the nest is destroyed? If Thiago stays in the beach house, he will definitely be shot dead, but will he survive if he leaves? Thiago understands the principle of cooking a rabbit and a dog. He knows too many secrets. The most likely ending is that one night, he is dragged into a dark alley and shot his head. After that, he has to pour a strong liquor on himself and stuff a gun into his hand, creating the illusion of committing suicide after drinking.

Thiago is not a person with a strong sense of justice. He joined Gusdien to obtain greater power and better welfare. He will not be particularly loyal to anyone, but he is also a smart person. He understands that if someone like Fernandez comes to power, Xingmatai will fall into turmoil and civil war, and the rich and comfortable life he has worked for will be wiped out. The only way out is to immigrate overseas.

However, if you move your mouth a little, you can change the fate of a country and hundreds of thousands of people. So should you do it? How risky is it? The little man stood at the turning point of history and fell into confusion. He was timid and hesitant, and subconsciously wanted to escape responsibility. In the end, the instinct of survival gained the upper hand.

Thiago wanted to survive, so he could only be with Matteo. At this critical moment that changed the fate of Xingmatai country, he finally made the right choice. He called his wife first and asked her to take her children to hide in the basement, wait for dawn to come out, then he tidied up the police uniform, walked into the room, and reported to Matteo seriously. The insider of the police station told him that someone would be detrimental to His Majesty.

"The killer of Gusdien will come at any time," Thiago said. "It's dangerous here."

The bodyguard on duty also found from the surveillance that two full-size SUVs with no license plates were wandering around.

Matteo C became nervous. If Gusdi'an launched a sudden attack, these twenty people might not be able to stop it. If such a thing really happened, it would be difficult to hold the responsibility afterwards. Marquez would turn the blame on the military and eventually become a headless case. In short, no one cares about Matteo C's life and death, except himself.

Fu Ping'an had already discussed with Matteo Ci, and all the staff were evacuated and evacuated to the Marriott Xingma Hotel. The hotel is a foreign-funded enterprise, with its own security personnel, and there are many guests in the hotel. Gusdi'an is afraid of being too presumptuous.

Everyone started to put bulletproof vests on their bodies, and the drivers went out to start the vehicle, and the bodyguards checked the firearms. Thiago hesitated and said: "The Marriott Hotel is not safe. After all, it is a public place, with a large number of people and a variety of people, and anyone can enter."

Matteo asked him: "Where do you think is safe?"

Thiago said: "First of all, it must be able to keep it confidential, not a hotel or other place for business, secondly, it must be closed, and finally safety, and there must be enough manpower and guns."

Matteo Ci said: "There is only one place that meets these three conditions, which is the military base."

The military base is General Gu Lie's territory. This road cannot be accessed. Fu Ping'an had an idea: "There is another place."

“Where?”

“Chinese area.”

Fu Ping'an is the fragrance master of Xingmatang and is a complete management team. Xingmatang is the entrance of Hongmentang. The local Chinese gang can at least bring in dozens of people. Regardless of the combat effectiveness, at least there are many people and powerful people, which looks intimidating. If Lin Tianxiang can be mobilized and 50,000 Chinese people will be safer.

He did it as soon as he said that, Fu Ping'an immediately called Huang Lishi. When Huang answered the phone, he yawned and seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Mr. Fu, I am in Fujian." Huang Lifa said, "You can just make the decision on Xingmatang. In a word, you will only follow the leaders of the hall."

If you do something like defending the king and saving the horse, you will be a elixir certificate if you do it well. If you don’t do it well, you will be a scout and destroy the family. Huang Lifa is a Chaozhou person and dares to fight and bet. Since you have already been on Matteo Ci’s chariot, you have to go all the way to win. The two ends of the rat are not good at either end.

"Please ask Boss Huang to call Bo Lin." Fu Ping'an said, "Now is the critical moment to take the team. It is time for Chinese to fight for their own rights."

"I will do it, and I'll fight right away."

Although Fu Ping'an is the master of incense, he did not participate in the management. Instead, Mu Lan's words were better. She said, don't worry about the affairs of the hall, leave it to me, and you can convince the Lin family.

Mu Lan was busy calling people here, while Fu Ping'an called Lin Wei and Lin Zuer again. The reason why he didn't call Lin Tianxiang directly was because he needed a buffer in the middle, otherwise the other party would refuse, and everyone would be embarrassed.

...

The storm and rain were mixed, and the lights in the Lin family's house were brightly lit. The demonstrations during the day made the Chinese community very frightened. This was a sign of turmoil. The first victim of the turmoil was often Chinese. The tragedy that occurred in Indonesia in 1998 was a profound lesson. The Chinese in Star Horse and Taiwan were no longer a lamb to be slaughtered. In order to protect themselves, the Lin family purchased a thousand Chinese-made eagle-branded shotguns, all of which had legal guns and cards. They were also established. After the official announcement of a curfew, the Self-Defense Corps began to distribute guns and rest on the Godadan.

Lin Tianxiang is already in his 80s and goes to bed early every day, but he cannot fall asleep tonight. Judging from his years of life experience, a storm is about to come, but he cannot make a judgment on what the storm is like, whether it is a military dictatorship or the United Nations intervention. In short, there is no tomorrow for Star Matai.

Suddenly the phone rang, and it was Huang Lifa who called him. He suggested that Mr. Lin take Matteo to the Chinese area to protect him.

"Nephew, I advise you, we can't take care of ourselves, how can we lead the disaster to our home? Today's chaos was caused by him. I was tired and sleeping." Lin Tianxiang hung up the phone without hesitation. He could see through it. Everything was political struggle and deliberate. It was just that Matteo was just an open conspiracy, but no matter what the conspiracy was, he was a scumbag in the face of absolute strength.

Lin Tianxiang was dressed in Tang suit and sat on the Grand Master Chair in the living room. Tonight he would take charge of the command and strive to ensure the safety of the family.

Lin Wei and Lin Zuer came in and asked the old ancestor whether they could take Matteo Ci to the Lin family mansion to avoid it for a while.

"Absurd!" Lin Tianxiang threw a tea bowl, "Others are worried that they can't find a reason to attack us. If you invite him, it will cause trouble."

Lin Wei wanted to say something else, but Lin Zuer handed him a look and the two bowed and retreated.

"Zu'er, you should persuade Lao Zuweng, he usually listens to you the most," said Lin Wei.

"That's what I usually want. I want pocket money or something. Of course, the old ancestor was spoiled by me, but in this matter, he would not obey any opinions. Even if we told him that His Majesty had obtained the vast majority of public opinion, and we young people supported him, it would be useless. The old man is like this and firmly believes in his own experience."

"What should I do?"

A flash of lightning flashed through the night sky.

"Terror first and then report." Lin Zuer said, lightning shining on her face, her temper and personality were as good as her grandmother. Although she was a woman, she was tough and intelligent and could make decisions at critical moments.

"You mean?"

"Take Your Majesty over and creates a fait accompli. The old ancestor will never chase people out." Lin Zuer said confidently.

"Okay, just do what you said."

As the eldest son of the fourth generation of the Lin family, Lin Wei served as the captain of the mobile team of the Self-Defense Regiment. He has an available force under his command. The Self-Defense Regiment is not a military organization. It is purely a temporary guardian and guardian team composed of ordinary people with guns. It lacks strict training and does not have strict discipline. Lin Wei gathered his subordinates and a mobile team of fifty young Chinese men. These people were between the ages of eighteen and thirty-five, equipped with helmets, bullet vests, pistols, and twelve civilian cars. If they really fight, they can reinforce the mobile troops everywhere at any time.

Lin Wei stood on the jeep pedal, with a pistol hanging around his waist, and waved his hand: "Go!"

Twelve cars turned on their headlights and drove out of the Chinese area one after another. Rice bags were piled up on the streets as bunkers. Several middle-aged uncles sat in the tent with guns in a tent to watch out. Their task was to prevent people outside from coming in, but they didn't care about people inside. So when Lin Wei's mobile team drove out, they not only did not stop them, but also said hello.

The convoy of Xingmatai and Lin Wei's mobile team met at the intersection in front. Xingmatai was actually just a small hall, and its strength was far worse than the Lin family. Peter Huang only brought more than twenty people out, but his weapons were more advanced. They had submachine guns that could fire continuously.

There were too many people and guns, so I didn't care about curfew. Not far away the convoy drove out and encountered the police. A police car was parked on the side of the road. Two policemen held fluorescent sticks to signal the convoy to stop. However, after seeing the barrel of the gun stretched out from the window, the police became timid and hid aside obediently and did not dare to say anything.

A convoy of twenty cars came to the beach villa. The car models were varied, including cars, off-road vehicles and pickup trucks. The gunman in a raincoat stood on the pickup truck compartment and felt a sense of murderous aura. With the armed bodyguards in the villa, the number of people reached 100 guns, which had overwhelmed Gusdi's secret troops in terms of strength.

Agent Gusdi'an, who was huddling in the dark, used a telescope to observe the hustle and bustle of people here. He couldn't help but wonder where Matteo Ci found so many people, and the power difference was huge, so the attack could only be cancelled.

Thiago's cell phone was vibrating, and he reached into his pocket and pressed to turn off the phone.

The convoy drove out of the beach villa, with three identical Range Rover Range Rover, Matteo was sitting in one of them. This was a common security strategy, making the killer unable to start. The vehicles of the Chinese Guard protected the Land Rover cars from front, back and left and right, and drove away in a mighty manner. The road was extremely empty. Lin Wei stood in the convertible jeep. At this moment, he felt that he was the general who led thousands of troops, full of passion.

The convoy successfully drove back to the Chinese area, and there was no obstacle on the way. Of course, Thiago knew that this was not luck, but a terrifying balance. Anyone who wanted to have the idea of ​​Matteo C had to consider whether he could deal with a hundred men with guns first.

When Matteo Ci walked into the living room of Lin's house, Lin Tianxiang's expression was very complicated. He was shocked, angry, and helpless. In the end, he compromised. It took only a few seconds. He stepped forward to worship: "Your Majesty, it's too late to save the people, and he will be sentenced to death."

"Why is Mr. Lin guilty of being a great hero?" Matteo Chou laughed and sat on the Grand Master's chair, "I'll bother tonight."

"Take my Dahongpao tea leaves, Your Majesty is used to drinking coffee, and he also tastes the taste of tea leaves." Lin Tianxiang said.

"Oh, I'll get it." Lin Zuer happily went to get the tea.

"This kid is smart." How could Lin Tianxiang guess that this was the idea of ​​his great-granddaughter. Lin Wei didn't have such courage.

"It's not a cleverness, it's great wisdom." Fu Ping'an said.

"Fu Shaobao is the great wisdom." Lin Tianxiang stroked his beard and smiled.

Although Fu Ping'an didn't know where Fu Shaobao's name began, he also laughed. After all, he won again in this game.

Matteo C also laughed, and the others were confused, but when they saw the big guys laugh, they also laughed.

It was raining heavily in the yard, and thunder and lightning were lit in the night sky.

"Tomorrow will be a cool sunny day," said Lin Tianxiang.

The Lin family was forced to be pulled on Matteo Ci's chariot by their granddaughter, and it would be meaningless to ride on the fence again. If you want to survive and to protect the Lin family's century-old foundation, the only way is to mobilize all Chinese people to vote for Matte Ci.

This is Lin Tianxiang’s biggest bet in his life.
Chapter completed!