After leaving the plane, Song Yu went to the waiting hall and waited for the bus to the capital.
When he arrived, there was already a long queue. When he took a closer look, he realized that the people waiting for the cars were all Chinese.
In recent years, the relationship between Country F and China had been very good. In addition, the two countries had signed some trade contracts. As a result, many people who saw business opportunities rushed to Country F to do business.
Because of the economic conditions, it also attracted many tourists.
There were about 70 to 80 people waiting for the bus. Nearly half of them were Chinese, some were local black people, and some were blond foreigners.
Song Yu, who was standing at the back of the line, did not wait long before she saw the arrival of the bus.
After the bus arrived, something shocking happened.
The French locals immediately made way for them. The driver also got out of the car and began to guide the Chinese people into the car!
They opened their mouths and said,
"Chinese people get on first!"
After saying this, one by one, the Chinese people with yellow skin got into the car and sat down.
Similarly, Song Yu, who was standing in the back row, was immediately seen by the sharp-eyed French people. They forcefully pulled Song Yu to the front and cut the queue in front of everyone to get on the bus.
As soon as the Chinese people went up, more than 70% of the seats were taken.
Soon, the French locals slowly walked into the bus again. All of a sudden, all the seats in the bus were empty.
The blond Caucasian followed closely behind.
When they came up, they saw that there was not a single seat. All of them stood there with unhappy expressions.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had to wait an hour for the next bus, they definitely wouldn't have taken this bus!
Seeing the foreigners being defeated, many Chinese people couldn't help but snicker.
At this moment, they felt the power of their motherland and felt how proud they were as Chinese.
"The bus is about to leave. Don't delay the journey of our friendly Chinese tourists. If you don't want to get on, wait for the next bus!”
Soon, the driver shouted at the foreigners who were still hesitating whether to get on the bus or not. This roar immediately made those people feel a deep sense of discrimination. Immediately, those people chose to ignore the driver's words and stood below, refusing to get on no matter what.
Facing such a situation, the driver did not say anything else. He closed the door and started the car engine. With a roar, the car began to move.
"I'm sorry, I really want to know why we've been queuing for so long, but in the end, the people at the back of the queue can go first?”
As the car drove, a European who was particular about " fairness and justice " asked in fluent English. From his agitated tone and flushed face, one could clearly feel the other party's anger!
"Because the Chinese are our friends, and your country is the invader!”
How could a driver who could pick up and drop off guests on an international flight not know English? After hearing their words, the driver spoke indifferently. His words immediately made the man's face flush red.
"Six years ago, the village I lived in was attacked. This attack was a war between North American countries for African minerals. My father died in the countryside.”
"Three years ago, the Huaxian government brought a large group of merchants and began to build damaged villages. In just a few years, the entire village no longer had to worry about hunger!”
"This is why we French treat the Chinese as our friends. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can report it to the local government. I believe they will tell you what I said in another form!”
After the blond foreigner was dissatisfied, a black man standing beside him spoke coldly with hatred in his eyes.
The moment he said that, the Chinese players in the car felt extremely pleased.
A few decades ago, Chinese people would be looked down upon wherever they went. Now, no matter where they went, they would be respected. This was the change in the country, and it was something they should be proud of.
Soon, a few Chinese people stood up and let the French people sit.
However, when they gave up their seats, not only did the French not sit down, but they also forcefully pressed down on the other party, causing the other party to sit in his own seat and not letting the other party stand up no matter what.
Seeing this scene, many Chinese people began to take photos of it and post it on their WeChat Moments.
As for Song Yu, who was sitting by the window, when he saw this scene, he smiled slightly and no longer had any expression. He continued to look at the scenery outside the window.
The last time he came here was more than ten years ago. At that time, he had made many friends here. This time, he also wanted to meet his former friends and see how they were now.
"Boom!"
After driving for more than an hour and entering the capital city, there was a sudden explosion.
The explosion was deafening, and it immediately made everyone jump up in fear.
Immediately after, gunshots and explosions sounded.
Everyone was dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened.
" It's the Red Turban Army!!!"
"Damn it, they even dared to attack in the capital!!”
"I'm dead! I'm dead!"
At this moment, a few sharp-eyed French locals immediately recognized who this group of people were after looking at the people holding guns in the distance.
The Red Turban Army, a rebel army of Country F, overthrew the local government forces and replaced them!
This army had been fighting wars of a certain scale for years in order to seize power. Countless innocent people had died at their hands.
However, he did not expect the other party to attack the capital of Country F.
This also meant that the other party had completely pulled the domestic war and was carrying out the final step of the plan to seize power!
Kneel! Kneel! Kneel!
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