After three kicks, there was no doubt that the other three young men were also kicked out by Xing Luo.
He walked to Erqiguan, dragged him to Uncle Er, and said to Uncle Er, "Uncle Er, Tibet has always been a part of China. Although I grew up abroad,
But you can also see that my face and skin are all from China, and Erqiguan looks to be only about twenty years old. If you agree, I can help you throw him into the army."
Uncle Er'er looked at his son helplessly. After a while, he sighed quietly and said: "Son, although your father and I come from a poor family, we also know that no matter how much we strive for independence or engage in terrorist attacks, we will never be able to survive."
You are just causing trouble to your country. Although there will be nothing you can do for a while, but as time goes by, if the central government has time, it will naturally destroy the Tibetan Youth Congress in one fell swoop."
"When the time comes, those leaders will be able to flee overseas with large sums of money, but what about you? Have you ever thought about your future, and have you thought about my mother and me?"
"When you grow up, you should be able to think independently. I get up early every morning to sell pancakes just to support this family. When I get old and can't support it anymore, I'll let you do it, father.
Very disappointed, very disappointed in you."
At the end of the sentence, Uncle Er'er's wrinkled eyes shed tears inadvertently. Uncle Er'er, who has always been simple, never steals or robs, and lives a stable life with peace of mind, never thought that his son would actually hide the secret.
I want to participate in some kind of Tibetan Youth Conference.
In his opinion, his son was still as sensible as before. He would help his parents and clean the house every day when he came back. However, he did not expect that behind this sensible attitude, he actually wanted to help others split the country.
"Father, Tibet should be independent. She should not be invaded by China. I am protecting my homeland." Erqiguan gritted his teeth and growled.
"Crack."
Before Uncle Er'er could slap him, Xing Luo had already slapped him.
I saw Xingluo sneer and said: "It seems that you have been brainwashed quite seriously. The chairman of the Tibetan Youth Congress, Tsewang Rigzin, has American citizenship. He also has the support of the American government and the Indian government, so he is able to carry out these divisions."
With territorial integrity and independence, what qualifications do you have? To follow others, set fires, and kill others?"
"Let me tell you, Tsewang Rigzin is not Chinese. He was born in southern India. Therefore, for him, even if Tibet is not separated, he can still make a fortune here. He regards your lives as
It's the same as doing business. When it's useful, I'll call you. If it has no use value, you can only sit in the garbage heap."
"Uncle Er'er is a simple man and has more experience in life than you. He is also the father who raised you. It is disrespectful for you to contradict him like this. People like you are no different from trash."
"If you want to kill me, I welcome you to kill me at any time. When you pull out the safety bolt of the grenade, I can crush your neck as soon as possible."
Xing Luo's eyes were extremely sharp when he saw that Er Qiguan's right hand had slowly reached into his pocket.
Hearing Xing Luo's words, Uncle Er'er also looked towards Erqiguan's right hand, and saw the drum-shaped object in the pocket. He reached out and took out Erqiguan's right hand, and there was a pen.
The grenade, flashing with great destructive power, slipped out.
"you……"
When Uncle Erqi saw that Erqiguan wanted to die together, he became furious and raised his hands high in the air. His face flushed and his heart beat faster.
When Xing Luo saw this, he shouted, "It's not good." He quickly tapped several of Uncle Er's acupuncture points, sending a trace of gentle vitality into Uncle Er's body to stabilize his heart, which was suffering from emotional illness.
"Uncle Er, calm down." Xing Luo said hurriedly.
Feeling that the discomfort on his body slowly disappeared, Uncle Er slowly lowered his hand, and finally waved his hand dejectedly and said, "Little brother, it's all thanks to you this time."
"Let's die together."
Suddenly, a young man appeared out of nowhere, picked up the grenade that slipped out, pulled out the safety bolt, and yelled with a ferocious and crazy face.
Xing Luo's eyes flickered, and his figure appeared in front of the young man almost instantly. He snatched the grenade from his hand and threw it high into the sky with all his strength.
"boom."
The grenade exploded in mid-air, causing a huge tremor. Some unstable things also fell down. Some people who saw such a scene not far away were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. The scene was chaotic.
"Oops, not good."
Seeing that the scene suddenly became chaotic, Xing Luo was also shocked. He looked at the dull young man with an ugly face. The latter could not imagine who he was and could be so fast. Isn't he afraid of grenades?
"Yinsun, you..." When the young man pulled out the safety bolt, Erqiguan pressed his father to the ground almost at the same time, using his body to block the power of the explosion. After the explosion sounded, he did not
Although he was not hurt in any way, Erqiguan turned his head and glared at the young man angrily.
"Er, you are too hesitant. Since you want to drive the Chinese out of Tibet, you have to make sacrifices. If necessary, your parents can also be sacrificed." The young man named Yinsun looked at him with a sneer.
Wearing an Erqi crown.
"So you want my father to be buried with you?" Erqiguan's eyes suddenly turned red and bloodshot, and he roared hysterically.
"That's right." Yin Sun didn't feel that he had done anything wrong. If he wanted to succeed, he had to make sacrifices.
"Bang."
When Erqiguan heard Yinsun's words, he stepped forward and punched Yinsun in the face. Yinsun did not expect that Erqiguan would hit him, and he was beaten without any precaution.
The punch hit the ground.
Yinsun raised his head in disbelief, his mouth was bruised and stained with blood. He looked at Erqiguan in disbelief and said, "You actually hit me?"
"You want to kill my father, it'll be fine if I don't kill you." Erqiguan said with cold eyes.
"Haha, Er, you have forgotten who brought you into the conference, who brought you up, and who helped you when you were in trouble, and you actually hit me." Yin Sun sneered twice.
"Of course I know, but I have also done a lot of things for the conference, and you alone have taken all the credit. So, I don't owe you anything. Don't talk to me with a questioning face.
." Er Qiguan clenched his fists tightly and said in a cold voice.