After interviewing a few protesting students, a sharp-eyed foreign male reporter noticed Wang Ying wearing Wang Lin's body. His eyes suddenly lit up. She walked over excitedly.
"Little friend, these brothers and sisters are fighting for the political rights of the citizens. At this moment, do you have anything to say to these freedom fighters?”The male reporter placed the microphone beside Wang Lin's mouth and asked. This time, he spoke in Chinese. He probably felt that Wang Lin was too young and couldn't understand English.
"What do you want to say?" Wang Ying, who was wearing Wang Lin's shell, sneered." They're just a bunch of stupid donkeys who don't know what to do. They even think of themselves as heroes. It's ridiculous and hateful.”
Wang Ying did not speak Chinese, but English, which surprised the foreign reporter. Disdain, contempt, and mockery were all contained in this sentence. He had hoped to hear praise, but all he heard was insults directed at the 'freedom fighting'.
However, this foreign reporter was still an experienced person. He quickly adjusted his posture and said in English again,"Kid, you don't seem to understand. They are freedom fighters who are fighting against the government for the benefit of the citizens. Everything they do is for the future of your generation. They are sacrificing themselves for you, so…"
"So you want me to praise them? You want me to compliment them? Then you've really found the wrong person. I don't have any praise for their actions. Their banners, their slogans, and their thoughts should not have appeared here at all.”
" But they are sacrificing themselves for your future…"
"A group of people who betray their country, morals, and conscience for small profits is worthy of praise?”
"Hey, kid, I heard everything just now.”A boy from the parade walked out." We are doing this for the future of Hong Kong City. We are indeed fighting for the next generation. If we come to power, everything will become more democratic and better…"
Looking at the boy who was still talking about Hong Kong's independence, Wang Ying interrupted him,"I'm not interested in what you're saying, and your brain is quite childish.”In her previous life, Wang Ying was the Emperor of the Darkness Empire. Forget it, why would an emperor talk about democratism with you? Back then, when he ruled, he played the elite dictatorship. As for those benefits, they sounded pretty good, but they were all empty words.
"Do you think you're like a celebrity because you're being interviewed by a foreign reporter? I advise you Muyang dogs to wash up and sleep.”When Wang Ying spoke to the boy, he spoke in Cantonese again. There was no awkwardness at all. After saying that they were "Muyang dogs," Wang Lin turned around and left. There was no point in pestering these clowns.
The boy was still arguing. Little kid, watch your words. We are not 'Muyang Dogs'. We are just fighting for Hong Kong City. We are overdrawing our lives for juniors like you. We are sacrificing ourselves for the future of Hong Kong.”
Wang Ying paused for a moment and slowly turned his head. Then, he shouted at the boy and the procession in standard Mandarin,"Get the f * ck out of the country! Traitor!" Then, she ran into the forest in the park and disappeared.
Wang Ying added a bit of energy into his shout, so that everyone present could hear it. This shout stunned everyone at the scene. It took them a few seconds to react.
"He's from Huaxia! Chinese people have no manners!"
"That's right, that's right! The people of Hong Kong are all high-quality people. Those Chinese people can't compare to us at all.”
"China's education is too terrifying. A child can actually say such terrifying words.”
"In order for our descendants not to become like that Chinese child just now, Hong Kong City must become independent as soon as possible!”
"Yes! Refuse to sink, only independence! For the sake of our hearts and for the sake of our future generations, Hong Kong City must be independent!”
"Release the younger generation and be independent!"
"Only by becoming independent can Hong Kong City truly grow!”
……
In fact, Wang Ying had not gone far. After she ran into the small forest, she had been observing from a hidden spot.
Wang Ying held his chin and thought for a moment. Right, since you said that you were " sacrificing for the future of Hong Kong City ", then I'll let you die. As for those foreign reporters, they don't seem to be good people either. Don't blame me if they get involved.
Wang Ying put his hand into his pocket and took out the grenade he had found on Han Minli.
Although he said that it was too soft, it was more realistic to see blood.
Wang Ying felt that it would be better to send them to hell with a grenade than to argue with these guys.
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