"Give me justice!"

"Give me justice!"

"Give me back the sky!"

"Give me back the sky!"

"Repay me my hard-earned money!"

"Repay me my hard-earned money!"

Sun Xi walked in front of the blood-stained white cloth, clenched his right fist and raised it above his head, taking the lead in shouting slogans. Every time he shouted, the workers behind him followed suit. More than 200 people gathered together, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The loud shouts attracted countless passers-by's side glances, and many good people followed behind to watch the excitement.

The team of workers walked slowly towards the front of the provincial government building. The old man was old, and no matter how hard he held on, his legs and feet were not that convenient after all.

"Look at the old man at the front. Let me go. Is that true? A chest full of military medals. This is the first time I've seen him."

"Look at that military uniform. It looks like an old item. The current army has long outgrown it. It should be a veteran from the early years. I don't know what kind of battles they have fought in."

"I see, this matter is probably going to cause a big fuss. People like this, who are national treasures, take the lead in crying out for injustice. Maybe they are forced to die by corrupt officials somewhere. Look at these people, all of them are wearing

They are all pretty bad, they must be workers from somewhere."

···

At this moment, the people following the team also gathered into a large group, and they were talking a lot.

Crossing the last road, opposite is the provincial government office compound. At the entrance of the compound, there are two guards on duty.

Suddenly seeing so many people walking towards them, holding white papers with blood on them and shouting slogans, two guards instinctively walked down from their duty booths and stopped in front of the gate.

"Give me justice! Give me back my hard-earned money! Strictly punish the murderer! Wipe out the underworld forces! Wipe down the criminal umbrella!"

Sun Xi shouted loudly.

The two guards listened to the loud slogans in the crowd and knew that these people were here to complain. They did not dare to be careless, let alone take the initiative to provoke conflicts. They just blocked the door where they were responsible.

He shouted: "You can't go any further. This is where the provincial government offices are located. You are not allowed to enter or exit at will!"

When Dad Guangfu heard the guards shouting, he stopped in front of the gate. Looking at the national emblem on the building, the old man saluted a military salute solemnly.

"I, Niu Gensheng, was born in 1924. I joined the army in 1938. I followed Marshal Peng to fight first the Japanese, then Chiang Kai-shek, and then went to the Korean battlefield to fight the Yankees. I participated in 132 large and small battles in my life, and killed 72 Japanese Japs.

43 Americans. I came here today just to ask: Is this country still the country of our people? Is this world still the world of our people? The justice I once defended with the barrel of a gun is still there today.

?”

The old man stood in the middle and asked loudly.

The two guards looked at me and I looked at you, and they both saw shock in each other's eyes.

He immediately stood up, straightened his back, and respectfully saluted Guangfu's father with a military salute.

"salute!"

Father Guangfu looked at the two young men in front of him, raised his right hand and gave a military salute in return.

"Holy shit, did you hear that? What did this old man just say? He killed 72 little Japanese and 43 Americans with his own hands. This is so awesome, he killed a hundred people!"

"Fighting hero, this is a living monument!"

"Isn't that right? You said that a person like him should be able to enjoy his old age comfortably with state subsidies, but why did he take the lead and come here to complain?"

"It goes without saying that when the government forces the people to rebel, don't you think about it. The last thing an old hero like this wants is to cause trouble to others. After being stubborn all his life, he can turn his face and complain when he gets old. That's for sure.

What’s the reason?”

"This brother is right. If you look at the team, there must be at least more than 200 people. I bet this time it will definitely be forced by that big corrupt official."

The two guards faced the old man's questioning and did not dare to speak.

The military medals on his chest sparkled under the sun.

"Please wait a moment, I will go in and report."

Because the old man's identity is so special, the guards dare not be careless. This matter is too sensitive, and if it is not handled properly, it will definitely trigger a huge chain reaction.

One guard hurriedly turned around and ran into the courtyard, leaving the other guard guarding the door with sweating profusely.

When Sun Xi saw this, he immediately took the lead in shouting slogans again.

The huge sound resounded through the entire provincial government compound. Many staff members heard the sound and stood in front of the window, looking out.

The most powerful thing about the mass incident was its social influence. There were more than 200 workers blocking the gate of the provincial government compound, and it looked like a dark place.

And the blood letter held high pushed the grievances of this group of people to another level, with a strong aura of resentment.

As time passed, news spread like wildfire that hundreds of workers besieged the provincial government compound, and reporters from several newspapers and television stations rushed to the scene.

Liu Yang, the Heilongjiang Evening News reporter who was the closest and the first to receive the news, was the first to rush to the scene.

Looking at the dark crowd and countless onlookers, Liu Yang's first reaction was: "Big news!"

He immediately took out his press card and hung it on his chest. He and the photographer responsible for taking pictures squeezed through the crowd and rushed to the back.

When Liu Yang finally arrived in front of the provincial government compound, the first thing he saw was Guang Fu's father's attire and the chest full of military medals.

Liu Yang was also shocked. He suppressed the shock and excitement in his heart and walked towards Guangfu Dad.

"Old man, I am a reporter from the Heilongjiang Evening News. My name is Liu Yang. I would like to interview you, is that okay?"

Journalism, in the early 1990s, was still a very respected profession. For ordinary people, it was also a very honorable thing for anyone to be interviewed by a reporter.

"What do you want to ask?"

Dad Guangfu said.

"Old man, are all the military medals on your body really yours?" Liu Yang asked softly.

Hearing this, Dad Guangfu pointed at a military medal and said: "This medal is the third-class personal medal I won when I participated in the Hundred Regiments War in 1940. I followed our squad leader and defeated the little Japanese five times.

Charge, in that battle I personally annihilated 36 little Japs, and was shot myself. I was 16 years old."

As he spoke, Dad Guangfu lifted up his military uniform and exposed his belly. About four fingers away from his belly button, there was a terrifying spiderweb-shaped wound.

"This one is the second-class personal merit I won when I participated in the Liaoshen Campaign and attacked Jincheng. I was the first to rush into the enemy's headquarters and captured a commander of the national army."

"This one is the third-class personal medal I won when I joined the Volunteer Army on the Korean battlefield. These three medals are what I cherish the most. Young man, do you think it is necessary for me to bring other people's military medals?"

Dad Guangfu touched the military medal on his chest and spoke very proudly. Every word he said was like a thunderbolt in the ears of everyone present.

"No, no, no need."

Are you kidding me? After capturing a military commander and killing countless enemies, such a person still needs to bring someone else’s military medal?

Liu Yang realized that his question just now was extremely inappropriate, so he quickly spoke up and said, "I'm sorry, old sir, I apologize for the offense I just caused."

As he spoke, Liu Yang put his hands on both sides of his body and bowed at 90 degrees to Guang Fu's father.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm just an ordinary old man now."

Dad Guangfu was not dissatisfied because of Liu Yang's doubts and said very openly.

"Old sir, why are you here today? Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Looking at the old man in front of him, Liu Yang hesitated about what to call him for the first time. Several names flashed through his mind, and Liu Yang felt that they were not appropriate, so he finally chose such a title that was neither good nor bad.

"I'm here to file a complaint. My son was severely injured by the village bully, but the police ignored him and even called my son a thief. They confuse right and wrong to cover up crimes and disregard human life. There is no one to take care of him in Luancheng.

I came here just to see if this world is still a world of the people, and if the justice that our generation defends with blood still exists!"

Dad Guangfu said to Liu Yang.

The weight of these words is not light. Such sharp questioning is really disrespectful to the provincial government.

"Let me go, the hero's son was seriously injured by the village bully. This is too arrogant."

"Isn't it true? These days, the police are protecting gangsters, and gangsters are becoming more and more lawless. They bully the market and do whatever they want. Is it possible to say that there is no protective umbrella? If someone is involved, it will really make the world not respond and the earth will not work."
Chapter completed!