The "Plastic Brotherhood" plan implemented by Thorns Security Company went smoothly beyond imagination, and it can even be said that it exceeded the standard.
After Ren learned that his opponent, Count Ange's youngest son, was punched by an aborigine until his brains exploded and died heroically, he, the mastermind behind the scenes, felt quite happy.
First blood broke out, which meant that the conflict between the indigenous Kangao people and the Southern Noble Alliance could no longer be suppressed.
As for what to do next? Of course, beat the drowned dog!
Holding the microphone in hand, the smile on Ren's face was a little cold:
"Suzanne, tell us to go ahead and let several of our newspapers expose the count's youngest son's deeds of bullying men and women, exposing his true colors as a scumbag...
Remember, we must not let the public have any sympathy for him and Earl Ange who lost his son."
"Understood, I have already asked someone to print the newspaper...it will be available soon." Susanna replied calmly.
Renn was very satisfied with the efficiency of his men, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes:
"More than that, didn't the earl's son insult Kangao people as curly-haired baboons?
By the way, the words of the count's son insulting the indigenous Zamo were also spread, and several guests who were at the Daffodil Bar at the time were asked to testify...
In short, we should try our best to focus on racial discrimination, ethnic conflicts... these issues, and make the matter as big as possible.
In addition, try to mobilize the company's contacts as much as possible, and let neutral newspapers participate in the report... Be sure to let people set the pace, and never give the noble alliance a chance to suppress the incident, or the public relations whitewash!
We need to make the matter known to the whole city, preferably, make the whole kingdom pay attention!"
Ren sneered and revealed the plan he had made before, preparing to beat up the drowned dog.
"Understood."
On the other end of the phone, cowboy Susanna took a deep breath.
These strategies are so vicious... She is from Orange Town in Pugni Plain, so she knows exactly what Ren is doing.
The indigenous Kangao people have lived in the hinterland of the plains for generations. They have always been unruly and unruly and did not obey the jurisdiction of the kingdom. They even tried to establish an autonomous territory in the plains a hundred years ago.
Of course the result was haha.
The Faloran royal family was very powerful, and the Fire Dragon Knights had not yet been disbanded at that time.
The current director of the 7th Bureau, "The Butcher" Karl Mordred, was the captain of the Fire Dragon Knights back then. He led his troops to bloodbath more than a dozen Kangao tribes and forcefully suppressed the Kangao people's attempts to govern themselves.
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"Gunman" Carlos, killer Kelvin, illusionist Roland, "Axe" Alex...these ruthless people all participated in that battle.
One can imagine how badly the indigenous Kangao people were beaten that time, and they were almost exterminated.
It is said that at that time, after the Fire Dragon Knights defeated more than a dozen Kangao tribes and captured more than 5,000 indigenous people, the "Purgatory Butcher" Karl personally ordered that all men, women, and children be killed without leaving a single one behind...
Since then, the native Kangao people have become much more honest in the past hundred years, but the grievances cannot be eliminated.
There are currently about 20,000 indigenous people living in tent areas in the city of Diramo.
There are conflicts between these Kangao people and the citizens from time to time, but they are still within controllable limits.
But now, it’s hard to tell when someone is taking the lead and causing trouble...
"Boss, after the incident broke out, several guards from Count Ange's family have captured the indigenous Zamo in the territory... If we do this, some bloody conflicts will inevitably be avoided."
Susanna on the other side of the phone seemed a little emotional and said.
"What I want is bloody conflict... A group of indigenous people fight for freedom, human rights, racial honor, and resist the oppression of the nobles. Is there anything wrong with this?"
Ren asked with a smile, and then said:
"Suzanne, I hope to hear the good news tonight, just think of it as a birthday gift...I will write a special article about this right away and send it to you in the form of a telegram, as per the old rules..."
"Hey, I understand, I will print it into leaflets in time..."
Another flyer... Susanna took a breath of air, thinking of Ghost Hand's death, and understood that his determination could not be changed.
She knew that if this was done, Earl Ange and the southern nobles would not be able to take care of themselves, let alone target the Thorn Security Company.
The indigenous Kangao people are actually very sensitive in their hearts.
Especially when faced with the Kingdom's mainstream ethnic group, the Hisayas, and the issue of racial discrimination, it is a bit similar to black people.
Comparing Farrowland to the United States, the Kangao people are equivalent to black people, while the Hisaya people are similar to white people. The nobles in the southern part of the kingdom are the orthodox Anglo-Saxon descendants of white people...
This is what happened right now:
A black man (a Kangao man) with some strength beat to death a white man (noble) with a high social status. In this incident, the white man had repeatedly insulted the black man as a nigger, and even stabbed him for his love.
The black man lost his mind and stabbed someone with a knife...
There are also those unscrupulous tabloids owned by News Corporation, or the BBC (Thorn Security Company), who are crazy about the rhythm.
The best thing is that the black man is being taken home by the white man's guards and may be tortured or killed.
And black compatriots live in properties owned by the BBC (Thorn Security Company). They will get the news of their compatriots being arrested in a "timely manner" and are easily affected by public opinion...
Let me ask, what interesting thing will happen next?
Outside the villa, people from Lanxiang Ceremony Company were decorating the courtyard.
Pots of blue river flowers are arranged in beautiful shapes, like undulating blue waves, and there are many flowers dotted among them, which are colorful and blooming.
Even in winter, Renne can smell the fragrant fragrance of flowers on the balcony.
The price of beauty is expensive.
The winter in the central part of the Kingdom is a bit cold this year. The price of using these flowers to decorate the courtyard during this season has increased a lot compared to before.
However, Ren is in a good mood recently, so he doesn't mind the money.
After watching the busy gardeners and workers on the balcony for a while, he recalled the general content of the speech and returned to the living room on the second floor of the villa.
Kesha had already prepared a pen and paper for him, but her face was a little confused:
"Ren, can you still write articles?"
"Why, I have a PhD in Mathematics and a PhD in Economics from the University of Jordan... Do you think I am so uneducated? After all, I also took classes at Bushen University for a few months, although I dropped out of school again.
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Ren took the pen and paper and patted her plump buttocks with one hand.
Valkyrie is not only his girlfriend, but also his tutor.
In the past, she usually taught him swordsmanship, and also taught him, a scumbag, knowledge about mathematics, physics, biology, pharmacy, history, aristocratic etiquette, etc. in this world.
If it weren't for the guidance of Kesha, a talented student who graduated from a first-class university in the empire and who valued both beauty and intelligence, Renn would not have grown so fast.
But she really didn't understand his writing skills.
Although she knows that Ren likes to read all kinds of books, including novels, epics...
But reading and writing are two different things.
"Really? I want to see what morale-boosting articles you can write for the Kangao people."
The Valkyrie looked a little cute, pouting her little mouth, sitting next to her boyfriend.
She leaned her head gently on his shoulder, with an intoxicating and sweet smile on her face, watching him write with a pen.
"Hey, let's wait and see."
Recalling that passionate speech, Lane revised it in his mind and began to write furiously.
When he was in the moon world, he went to the library to read the speech.
"I have a dream?"
Kesha's red lips were slightly opened, and she looked at the title of her boyfriend's article with a confused look on her face. Then as she looked at it, her beautiful eyes gradually widened, revealing a strange look.
"More than 100 years ago, a great Faroese signed the Bilateral Agreement on the Plains. This solemn declaration was like the light of a beacon, bringing hope to millions of Kangao people who suffered in the life-destroying war.
hope.
Its arrival is like a joyful dawn, ending the long night of bloody battles between Kangao and Hisayas.
However, today, 100 years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Kangao people have not yet been freed.
Today, a hundred years later, under the yoke of racial discrimination, the Kangao people still lack respect and can only shrink in the corner of Faroland, and realize that they are exiles rejected by mainstream society.
The reason we are gathering here today is to make an appalling situation known to the public. Zamo from Kangao, he..."
With a smile on his face, Ren read and wrote. When he finally stopped writing, Kesha's eyes widened beside him.
This...how is this possible?
It was hard for her to imagine that such a passionate, sonorous, catchy and provocative article was actually written by her "semi-literate" boyfriend.
After writing this article, Renn smiled proudly at Valkyrie and kissed her cheek:
"How is it? Xiaoyue, the top student, am I good at it?"
"Huh, little man, you are so despicable. You obviously discriminate against Kangao people, but you can write such an article shamelessly."
Kesha crossed her arms and mocked, but her eyes were still very gentle.
She knew that with the spread of this article and the prepared newspapers, it would be a blessing for the Count Ange family to have a good year.
"You still dare to mock your man, I will deal with you tonight... Hehe, come on, Kangao people!"
Ren kissed Valkyrie hard several times, and almost without stopping, immediately sent the information to the Thorn Security Company in the form of a telegram.
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DeLamore, 2 p.m.
Cowboy Susanna hurriedly sorted out the format and had thousands of copies of Wren's version of "I Have a Dream" printed.
Then, in a roundabout way, she asked some newsboys from other newspapers to distribute the flyers to various areas of Durham City.
Especially in the Sunshine Community where the indigenous Kangao people live, many leaflets were distributed.
He also brought along some newspapers that had been printed in advance and exposed the scumbag behavior of Count Ange's youngest son.
These actions completely detonated the tense situation.
This morning, the native Zamo killed Count Ange's youngest son. Before anyone from the 7th round arrived, Zamo was captured by several guards and taken to the castle of the Ange family.
The Kangao people in Sunshine Community were a little ready to make a move.
It was Zamo's hand that killed another person. They knew they were in the wrong, and under the control of the witch doctors and chiefs of various tribes, they reluctantly suppressed their emotions and did not cause trouble.
However, when those newspapers and leaflets were distributed to the community, the indigenous people became angry and their emotions boiled.
It turned out that the damn nobles were lending usury, stealing love, and constantly humiliating their compatriot Zamo as a curly-haired baboon...
When the truth was revealed, the sensitive Kangao people gradually lost their minds.
So, in the evening, a mighty team gathered.
"Compatriots, unite and rescue Zamo!"
"Save Zamo and fight against racial discrimination!"
"It was that shameful scumbag who humiliated us first. Zamo is innocent!"
The indigenous people shouted loudly and poured into the city like a long queue. The streets were suddenly overcrowded.
Wearing animal skins, coarse linen clothes and straw sandals, unkempt indigenous people swaggered through the market. Of course, there were also many Kangao people who changed into shirts, suits and other clothing.
After living in the city for a period of time, some indigenous people were assimilated by the outside world.
However, they are still very united.
The angry Kangao people held newspapers, leaflets, and weapons in their hands... shouting and marching through the city toward the territory of the Earl Ange family in the north.
Some citizens were infected by this atmosphere, or wanted to join in the fun, so they followed the procession, making the procession a bit mixed.
The mounted police and deacons were unable to control the situation.
In this way, after this team of seven to eight thousand people left the city, they passed through a wilderness, several villages... and entered the territory of the Count Ange family.
The navy blue night gradually shrouded the sky, and the bright moonlight fell on the earth.
The aggressive people held torches and gathered under a majestic castle.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The blazing flames are constantly beating, dispelling the darkness, and various flowers, grapes, wisterias, ivy and other plants can be seen climbing on the ancient granite walls.
This is the picturesque courtyard under the castle. At this time, the atmosphere is tense.
Outside the main entrance of the castle, a group of guards from the Ange family were blocking a team composed mostly of indigenous people.
Most of them were wearing bright and beautiful armor, holding swords, spears...or Force firearms, exuding a fierce aura like tigers and wolves, and embodying murderous intent.
The troops of just over a hundred people were so intimidating that no one dared to step forward rashly.
Observing the individual soldiers of this unit carefully, it is not difficult to find that each soldier is wearing armor with strong protection, which is quite simple, but also quite practical.
There are no strengthened wrist armors, elbow armors, and arm armors, but chest plate armor, back armor, shoulder armors, etc. that focus on protection. The equipment is all available, and there are also a small number of warlocks, mages, and archers mixed in. It is a strong army.
This is the elite private army of Count Ange's family.
Normally, this force is enough to suppress anyone who resists the authority of the lord in the territory, as evidenced by the bloody and murderous aura on their bodies.
But today, it was obviously difficult for them to control the situation.
Because there are so many people coming, including totem warriors and extraordinary professionals... Once a conflict breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous.
A knight belonging to the Ange family shouted:
"Everyone, stop! This is the private territory of the Ange family. You have already crossed the line. If you dare to take another step without permission, you will be shot to death!"
"Release Zamo, let's leave, otherwise don't blame us for taking action!" a disheveled indigenous man yelled.
"Free Zamo!"
"Hurry up and let them go, or we'll crush this place!"
This group of indigenous people were so angry that they were like a powder keg, ready to explode. This gave the guards a headache and fear.
"This is impossible. He killed a noble and must be executed!"
The guards' refusal made the indigenous people even more excited. The two parties refused to give in, and the atmosphere under the castle became increasingly tense.
Some deacons from the Public Security Bureau and the 7th Bureau came with cold sweat on their foreheads and were anxious. Of course, there were also people who were gloating over the misfortune, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
"Hey, familiar rhythm."
Sigg, the berserker of the Thorn Security Company, wears an animal skin around his waist, is naked from the waist up, has a skull necklace around his neck, and has tattoos all over his skin.
He was dressed like an aborigine and blended into the group.
"Hehe, I really miss it... Last time, the boss asked us to do this, and the ghost-handed Marcello went to hell."
Next to the berserker Sigg, the pornographic author Wen Xi, who was also dressed in indigenous clothing, said in a low voice.
'The stage has been set and the script is ready. The indigenous Zashi loves his ethnic group so much that he will definitely...'
The two looked at each other, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
Among the noisy crowd, a simple wooden platform has been set up.
Zamo's friend, the indigenous Zashi in a suit and tie, walked up to the wooden stage with a copy of Rennes' version of "I Have a Dream" in his hand.
With the passion and sense of mission to fight for the ethnic group burning in his heart, as one of the few Kangao people who can not only understand but also understand the natural language, Zha Shi feels that he has an obligation to read out this passionate speech to unite everyone.
,Rescue Zamo!
The blazing firelight illuminated his resolute face with Kangao characteristics, and Zashi shouted loudly:
"Tonight, friends gathered here, we are all compatriots whose blood is dissolved in water. I am Zashi, a friend of Zamo. Please be quiet and please listen to me!"
As a totem warrior, he obviously had a loud voice. The noisy crowd slowly quieted down, and everyone looked at the serious-faced native Zashi on the small wooden platform.
Sigurd and Wenxi each held a piece of paper, or a line of dialogue, and slowly squeezed through the crowd.
The turmoil, driven by the mastermind behind the scenes, intensified...