"boom!!!"

With this cold gunshot, a heroine who dedicated her best years to China ended her life at the age of thirty-seven.

Hanging overseas, alone, facing many countries and forces that are openly and covertly hostile to us, she has survived like this for twelve years...

Her eyes never opened again, and her long eyelashes closed quietly on the dark circles. This could have been the long sleep from which she was relieved.

But all the viewers could see with their naked eyes that her skinny hands held the book tightly in her arms until she died.

Blood continued to flow down, and she leaned back against the driver's seat, motionless.

It seemed that she felt that after her sacrifice, she could finally use her power one last time to push this book into a frenzy of international public opinion. The corners of her mouth were always raised...

In a low position and in death, I dare not forget to worry about my country...

When the Chinese audience saw this scene, there was no fear at all, only heartache and regret...

They shed tears and beat the barrage sadly:

"Woo woo woo, Mr. Zhang, have a good trip!!!"

"Mr. Zhang, you are too tired. Take a good rest. We will never forget the national humiliation!"

"That's right, this mission should be carried out by our contemporary generation. You have a good rest!"

"Those rubbish who dare not apologize will one day be beaten on the head by us!"

Many words of farewell to Mr. Zhang were posted on the barrage.

On this day, many people got to know Mr. Zhang and knew about the existence of such a heroine.

"Mom, why is this Mr. Zhang so brave?"

In front of the screen, a little girl looked at her mother with tears on her cheeks and asked.

"Because she is an angel, she wants to defend a history that countless foreigners want to forget and deny!"

"She alone, on behalf of China, resisted many countries and their lackeys, awakening the entire world, but some countries are still pretending to sleep..."

The girl's mother holds the sensible little girl in her arms.

"Then, did she pass away..."

The little girl curled her lips and looked at her mother with tears in her eyes.

"How could a fool, an angel, die?"

"She just needs to rest. She just needs to catch up on the good sleep she hasn't had in twelve years..."

The girl’s mother took out a tissue and carefully wiped away the little girl’s tears. Her own tears had already fallen on the floor without knowing when...

In Taichung, Shen Wanrong wiped the corners of his eyes and stood up angrily!

"With so much irrefutable evidence in front of us, why are there so many ignorant smart-alecks questioning history?"

"It's a good thing there is Mr. Zhang, otherwise how many people would question it?!"

"Chen Dafa!"

Shen Wanrong shouted sharply.

Chen Dafa hurriedly wiped his tears and ran over: "Here you are!"

"Announcement, all entertainment programs belonging to China will immediately vigorously promote Mr. Zhang's deeds!"

Shen Wanrong showed rare decisiveness and dominance: "Mr. Zhang has only been dead for seventeen years, but there are so many clowns trying to cause trouble!"

"All individuals or groups who dare to question the authenticity of all this will be banned. I think they have been brainwashed by foreign countries!"

"You have to pay the price for eating inside and outside!"

"I'll do it right away!"

Chen Dafa was also furious and quickly started to arrange everything...

At the same time, major public opinion turmoil has also arisen on the Internet, and many self-media, which mainly rely on the traffic of Huaxia Bo, have edited their own manuscripts.

These coders' thoughts are flying, and with their hand speed of 5,000 per hour, they are "cracking" as if they are about to smash the keyboard!

"That period of history should not be questioned or forgotten. Forgetting the killing is equal to a second killing. We must respect history!"

"Chinese collections are booming again. Do those who have forgotten their roots dare to take a look at Mr. Zhang's book?"

"In an age where the Internet is so developed, there are still people who turn a deaf ear to those despicable acts. What are their intentions?!"

at the same time.

Wasted Bird Country.

Ono Honglang stared intently at Mr. Zhang who appeared on the Mirror of Time and Space.

"A person who has been forced to death by us for a long time actually dares to promote it?"

"What does this guy named Jiang Yi want to do?"

"Does he want to be another dead person?"

Ono Honglang grinned, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yi who was in the Han Palace, thinking about how to get rid of Jiang Yi secretly.

"Director, let's deal with Jiang Yi just like we did with Mr. Zhang back then. We'll try every means to threaten him. We're not afraid that he won't become another Mr. Zhang."

A branch director of the Waste Bird Kingdom stood up and said with a smile: "No matter how powerful Jiang Yi is, can he not be afraid of bullets? Even if he is depressed, it will be good!"

Ono Honglang glanced at him like an idiot: "Baga! Can you have some brains?!"

"The Internet was not so developed back then, so that woman had to travel all over the world on her own to spread the word. It was as easy for us to threaten her as a home-cooked meal!"

"But Jiang Yi is in China now. If you have the ability to get me a bullet and send it to him, I, the station director, will be yours!"

"Then can we trick him out of China in the name of holding an international host competition?"

The branch director continued: "Maybe he will go abroad for publicity?"

Ono Honglang shook his head: "Ever since Big Brother played this trick, do you think people like Jiang Yi will still go abroad easily?"

"Tell Big Brother to arrange some people at the restaurants near Jiang Yi's residence according to the poisoning plan proposed by the former Chinese man."

"As long as he orders takeout or goes to nearby shops to eat, let him die!"

Ohno Kuro immediately called Tom Smithson.

…

In the screen!

The conversation between Jiang Yi and Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was going on simultaneously with these, and was not disturbed by external events.

When Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked at Mr. Zhang who committed suicide by drinking a bullet, he frowned and said nothing.

After a moment, he burst out with his emotions: "Where are the men? Where are the men of your future generations!!!"

"If a woman is allowed to bear all this alone, what will happen to the men in your future generations?"

"You actually let a woman be at the forefront of the storm abroad? What are so many people doing in their own country?!"

"You will admire such people in future generations, right?"

In this regard, Jiang Yi didn't know what to say and could only let Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty vent his anger.

"You keep admiring this and admiring that, but have you ever supported these charging people?"

"I know that there will be people who will support you in the future, including the Mr. Zhang you mentioned. There must be people who have helped, but she is still the one who is in the spotlight. This illustrates your problem!"

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty looked cold and showed extremely rare anger: "Once any external affairs are started, all Chinese men should stand in front of the old, weak, women and children, so that they are not worthy of being men. But at that time, there were so many men.

Are you going to hide in the back and watch and give some verbal encouragement?!"

“Where is the substantial help and where is the substantial support!!!”
Chapter completed!