The panicked footsteps outside the door made Liu Zhenming alert. When he went out and took a look, he saw that the Chinese people on the street were running home in panic, and the large and small stores that were originally open with four doors quickly closed their doors.
"Oh no, white people have surrounded us, everyone, be careful!"
"There are police outside the streets, please don't go out casually!"
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The panicked people were whispering the news that the police were surrounding the streets.
Liu Zhenming's heart sank, and he secretly thought that it had come so fast. It had only been more than an hour since he returned here from the American Business Association, and the police were already chasing him.
"Quick, you two hide in the store. No matter there is any movement, don't open the door as long as you are not a familiar person." Liu Zhenming turned back to the store and looked at Ji Li and Qiao'er solemnly.
"Brother Liu, what happened? My father and my mother are still outside!" Han Qiaoer was only fourteen years old. Even though she was usually very clever, she was still confused when encountering such a big event, and she was so anxious that she almost cried.
"Don't ask too much! I'll take care of everything." Liu Zhenming looked at Ji Li and told her solemnly: "Take her and hide in the grocery room. Take these two guns. Remember, don't be soft.
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"Liu! I'll wait for you here!" Ji Li took the gun and looked at Liu Zhenming worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll be back." After Liu Zhenming urged them to hide in the room, he turned around and closed the door of the grocery store. At this time, Ye Geyin hurriedly led three men who were willing to go with Liu Zhenming.
Ran over.
"Brother Liu, the Toronto police have surrounded this place and are probably coming in to search for us. My father asked us to find a chance to escape as soon as possible." Ye Geyin said breathlessly.
Liu Zhenming raised his hand and said quickly: "Let's go and observe the enemy's situation first. Those policemen are not good at coming. I'm afraid it won't be so easy for us to leave this time."
There was one thing Liu Zhenming didn't say, that is, after leaving, the white people might be angry with the entire Chinese population in Toronto. Liu Zhenming had previously underestimated the white people's wanton behavior and thought they would only come after him, but
They won't do anything to these innocent people. Now it seems that they are not even willing to let go of the Chinese in Toronto.
Just as Liu Zhenming and others were lurking towards the outskirts of Chinatown, Ye Ting and a dozen members of the guild were already on the street, trying to negotiate with the foreign police.
"There are a lot of people, please be careful." When Ye Ting saw the dark mass of human heads outside the foreign police fortifications, he couldn't help but gasped, turned around and gave instructions.
Fences and other structures have already been set up outside Chinatown, and policemen in police uniforms have fallen to the ground and pointed their guns inside.
"Is Mr. Luther here? I am Ye Ting, the director of the Chinese Association. I would like to ask Mr. Luther to come out and see me." When Ye Ting walked about a hundred meters away from the fortifications, he stopped moving and shouted loudly.
Yell.
There was a commotion among the police outside, and a moment later, Luther and Benjamin appeared behind the fortifications.
"Ye, I'm here. If you have anything to say, just say it." As the police chief, Luther has of course dealt with the leaders of the Chinese community. Although he is not very familiar with Ye Ting, he has met him many times.
Seeing him appear, Ye Ting felt relieved. What he was most afraid of was that the other party wouldn't even give him a chance to speak.
"Mr. Luther, is there some misunderstanding? Isn't it inappropriate for you to lead these policemen to surround Chinatown?" Ye Ting asked loudly.
"Not long ago, a heinous massacre occurred in Toronto. The murderer was you Chinese. We suspect that the Chinese community was involved in this matter. You first hand over all the weapons, and then let us come in and search. As long as the murderer is found,
We will naturally retreat." Luther replied calmly. Of course he would not say that the murderer was one person, otherwise more than 20 white people were killed by a Chinese. How would the arrogant white society accept it...
"Mr. Luther is joking. I can guarantee that this matter has nothing to do with our Chinatown. Mr. Luther can send dozens of police officers in to investigate. As for these weapons, we bought them with money, own them legally, and use them to...
Wei, it has not violated any laws in Ontario, so it would be unjustifiable to hand it over to the police station." Ye Ting politely refused the request to hand over the gun, but agreed to the police station sending people in to search. Ye Ting thought that he had already
The biggest concession ever.
But in Benjamin's view, this is far from enough.
"Mr. Luther, there is no need to tell them more. They are gang rebels. It is precisely because of their existence that our society faces various threats. Chinese people cannot possess any weapons." Benjamin glanced at
Ye Ting said coldly.
"What do you mean, Mr. Benjamin?" Luther turned his head and asked softly.
"Kill him and let the people behind him go in. As long as we guard here, no Chinese can escape. When the time is almost up, we will bring people in to maintain order!" The chill in Benjamin's tone made Luther shiver.
trembling.
It seems that if the Chinese in Toronto encounter this murderous cowboy, they will suffer heavy casualties.
"I'll leave this matter to you, Mr. Benjamin." Luther sighed softly and turned around.
Benjamin sneered and thought to himself: It is people like you who have sympathy for the Chinese that allow the disaster to spread."
Benjamin waved slightly, and a subordinate next to him handed over a rifle. He raised the gun and aimed at Ye Ting's chest.
Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a long time, Ye Ting couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He opened his mouth and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a murderous intention locking on him, just like the feeling of being stared at by a wild beast.
not good!
As soon as this thought flashed through Ye Ting's mind, he was about to lean to the side when he heard a bang.
puff!
A bullet hit him in the left chest.
"President! President" several members of the guild hall exclaimed, hurriedly stepped forward to pick up Ye Ting's body, and tried to move back.
At this time, as Benjamin fired first, other agents and police officers also received orders to shoot.
Suddenly, bang bang bang...
Gunshots shot up one after another throughout the streets, piercing the quiet streets of Toronto and spreading far and wide.
For a time, all the members of the guild hall were caught off guard. Four or five people were shot and injured, and one person fell to the ground and could not get up again.
"What a fool, I will fight with you."
The team members carried Ye Ting behind a wall, and when they saw that Ye Ting was already breathing out too much and not breathing in enough, they couldn't help but become furious, and two of them were about to turn around and fight back.
"Stop...stop, you...go find Liu Zhenming and Xiaoyin, let...let them take the folks from Chinatown to escape." Ye Ting looked at the crowd and uttered a few words with difficulty.
"The world...the world has always been strong...the strong eats the weak, even if there is...reason, it is in vain!" Ye Ting used all his strength to mutter and repeat this sentence. After finishing speaking, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and his body collapsed.
Gently, gently close your eyes.
Before the break, he seemed to see himself returning to China, where the plum blossoms were in full bloom, where there was no oppression, no gunfire, and only their family walking happily on the path.