In the early morning of the end of October, the burning feeling brought to the city as soon as the sun came out also made people feel the taste of autumn tigers again. However, in the business district square in the central business district of Tangdu, thousands of people gathered here early in the morning.

They were dressed in different clothes, including men, women, young and old, and even children, but their expressions were very similar, that was anger.

Anger gathers in the crowd, like a rush of oil, and a spark will cause an explosion.

The atmosphere in the square has been extremely depressed.

What made the locals in Tangdu curious was that most of the people gathered in the square were white-skinned or dark-skinned foreigners. Even though there were many eastern-faced holes, it can be seen from their clothes and behavior that they were not Chinese.

"What are so many foreigners gathering here for? It looks like they are going to fight?"

"Don't look, don't talk nonsense. Foreigners can't afford to mess with each other. If they can't make trouble, they will be diplomatic incidents."

"In a bullshit diplomatic incident, this is China. These foreigners dare to make trouble. I will squeeze their egg yolks one by one!"

“…”

Office workers would not stay for more, so they looked at it curiously and rushed to work. However, many people who were not in a hurry to go to work stopped and watched around the square.

Slowly, the police came to the scene and began to maintain order.

Then, media from all sides rushed to the scene, not only Chinese media, but also many foreign media, which were obviously arranged by someone.

"Hello, I am a reporter from Tangdu TV. Please answer my questions..."

"Why are you gathering here?"

"Sir, this is China. As foreigners, why do you have to be here..."

The reporters squeezed into the crowd and asked questions to the gathering foreigners nearby.

However, these people seemed to have agreed long ago, and no one answered the reporter's questions.

"Farke, why did I ask me to come to China? I also have to interview such a strange incident? I am the mainstay of Federal Television. The people interviewed are all famous socialites and political leaders!"

Around the crowd, a white reporter heading forward was complaining to his cameraman.

This person is named Lanny Hawke. As he said, he is the host of the US Federal Television. Some time ago, because he slept with someone he shouldn't have sleeped after drinking, he was sent to China by his boss and became an ordinary reporter.

Hawke himself appears to be a romantic man, but behind his back, he is a bad guy, picking up girls, making a soft meal, and even having py transactions. This time he was sent out, which made him extremely unhappy, but he only dared to complain in front of the cameraman.

...

At about ten o'clock in the morning, a white old man with a crutch and gray hair, under the support of his elderly wife, walked to the front of the gathering team and walked up the steps.

He pushed his wife away, raised his crutch, and put on a serious fighting posture.

The whole square was quiet and everyone looked at the old man.

"Gentlemen, ladies, I am Emil Alexander, the chairman of the International Red Cross. This is my wife, Hilda Alexander, professor of mathematics at Stanford University. Today we gather here, with only one purpose, that is, to justify Mr. Zhang Feng!"

Old Emil was not a politician, but his gentlemanly manner deeply impressed everyone present. He shouted loudly, without a loudspeaker, and his voice still rang throughout the square.

As the words fell, the surviving tourists in the square raised their right arms and echoed his words in neat English.

There were more people watching than the surviving tourists in the square. Only then did they realize that these foreigners were here to make a Chinese name clear.

"Who is Zhang Feng, so awesome?"

"I don't have to go online, right? Zhang Feng doesn't know. There are news about him on the Internet recently. I heard that he is a murderer, hijacking cruise ships, killing people and robbing people, and being strong and powerful women..."

"Breaking the truth, can a person be so powerful?"

"He also has a mercenary to help, what is the Black Rose mercenary group?"

“…”

The outside was talking, but the surviving tourists in the middle shouted with Emil's slogan.

"Heroes cannot be insulted!"

The neat slogans and the same angry expressions shocked the people watching the outside world again, and the police officers who came to maintain order were also shocked by this scene.

Who would have thought that a Chinese could actually make thousands of foreigners come to him specifically for him?

"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the International Red Cross, I awarded Mr. Zhang Feng the Red Cross Hero Medal, which was specially awarded to him. I would like to thank him for saving hundreds of lives regardless of his personal safety during the sinking of the Princess cruise ship in Paris!"

Old Emil waved his hand to stop the slogan of the surviving tourists and shouted loudly.

Every surviving tourist was cheering, his voice was earth-shaking and very shocking.

Now the onlookers don’t understand. Zhang Feng on the Internet is obviously a heinous villain. Why did he become a hero when he gets to a foreigner and even give a special medal to the bad guy?

The medal sounds exciting.

Then, the slogans of the survivors rang again, and they said repeatedly: Heroes cannot be insulted.

The momentum was getting bigger and bigger, and the police officers who maintained order could no longer bear it, so they hurriedly reported to their superiors. In the end, hundreds of police officers rushed to increase their personnel.

Cui Baocheng also came to ask questions and witnessed this spectacular scene.

"This is what Zhang Feng said. If you use his own way, he will treat his body?" Old Cui was stunned, and soon narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and smiled.

Without talking, he stood there, letting someone record the video, waiting to watch the show.

Reporter Hawke squeezed around the crowd and was furious when he saw this: "Fake, someone wants to justify a demon. There must be inside information. Maybe Zhang Feng spent money to bribe these people.

I have big news to report, and this is my chance to return to headquarters!”

Hawke was a bad person and decided that this scene was acting. He hurriedly called the cameraman and squeezed into the crowd.

"Madam, how much did you charge Zhang Feng?"

Hawk grabbed a young woman who was shouting slogans, first had a lot of her figure, and then asked a question, and also showed her demeanor. Maybe she could have some intimate contact with this beauty.

What he didn't expect was that the blonde beauty turned around and slapped her without saying a word.

"Bang!" The crisp sound was comparable to a shout, and Hawk was slapped to the ground.

"Ph!" the blonde beauty spat and shouted loudly: "If it weren't for Zhang Feng's rescue, I would have died in a shipwreck even if I hadn't died at the hands of the bad guys. I wouldn't allow you to slander my hero!"

This beauty is the Bunny Girl Waiter in the Cruise Casino, Anne!
Chapter completed!