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Chapter 200 It's just a little thing

The anger of the Huaxia Kingdom has reached an unspeakable level. This anger reaches Tianting, Kyoto, and even cities like Kyoto are beginning to be filled with anger. What else can be said? No. 1 and No. 2 seem to be

They also underestimated the impact of the First World War on the South China Sea Islands on the Chinese people.

Now not only the army, but also the people need a young, wise, wise, iron-blooded commander to lead people like themselves on the road to revival, instead of the group of old guys in Zhongnanhai who are both calm and steady.

It's starting to lose energy.

Chen Yuyang saw this, so he waited patiently for the opportunity he needed.

He understands that although he is in a high position now, this high position is still empty. He was appointed by No. 1 and No. 2. He must have sufficient public support to be able to truly control the rights that this position brings to him.

, otherwise, things will not be completely under his control, and he doesn't like this feeling.

Therefore, at this time, he chose to retreat in order to advance. This is not only a game between China and Japan, but also a game between Chen Yuyang and the old guys above. No one can stop him from doing anything he wants to do.

Unless it is the public opinion of the world, so what he needs now is that the public opinion of the world turns to his side, only then can he be famous.

However, he still has a dark thought in his heart. He wants to see the attitude of the people in the world towards him. Japan's affairs are the best grindstone for him. If the people are basically dispensable to him, then Chen Yuyang

I will never bother to do anything for these people, let those old guys do it.

Chen Yuyang is not a saint, and he will be punished by heaven and earth if he does not do it for himself. He naturally has this idea. If the world disdains him, then he will naturally disdain the world. At that time, he will choose to resign and learn from himself.

The old man and his beloved woman hid in the city, living an ordinary life and enjoying themselves in the world.

However, the public opinion in the world does not seem to be dismissive of Chen Yuyang, the young chairman of the Military Commission. They are looking forward to another victory in the South China Sea. They are looking forward to this young man pointing his sword in all directions and making China like it was in the Han and Tang Dynasties.

, stands tall again in the east of the world.

This is a kind of national pride, and Chen Yuyang seems to have underestimated this strong sense of national pride.

In today's Jiangnan Military Region, Mo Shaohua has been ordered to mobilize 50,000 people to go north to the northwest to quell the anger in the northwest. There will probably only be bloodshed there, and it will definitely not be muddled like the South China Sea incident. The outer saint and the inner king are still the outer saints.

The policy of the inner king.

This is what makes Chen Yuyang the most angry, but this anger is still suppressed in his heart and has not exploded.

But just because he doesn't explode doesn't mean that everyone is willing to endure it. At this moment in Kyoto, in the early morning, just after dawn, a few founders in front of Tiananmen Square have already begun to sit in meditation. Students are still a strong force, and there are groups of students from Tsinghua University and Yanjing University.

People came here in groups, carrying banners.

The workers behind them were white-collar workers, blue-collar workers, even gold-collar workers, old people, and children. They arrived here almost at the same time, watching the rising national flag and listening to the heroic national anthem. The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous moment.

, making everyone’s hearts throb and tears streaming from their eyes.

After the national anthem ended, the bright national flag once again appeared over the square as if it were a routine. Everyone looked at the national flag, feeling indescribable pride and even more indignation. After the national flag was raised, they did not leave, but sat quietly.

In the square, facing Mao Zedong's portrait, it was very quiet. It was so quiet for a while that you could hear the sound of a needle and thread falling.

In this way, in front of Tiananmen Square, the crowd became more and more crowded, but even if it was crowded, people still did not make a sound. They just sat quietly, seeming to be thinking about something. The elderly began to think about the past fifty years, and recalled

That earth-shattering war recalls all the historical relics.

Young students are also thinking about it. Although they do not remember it as freshly as the elders, they can see the past history from some fragments in the history books, and the anger in their hearts slowly sublimates and turns into an inexplicable anger.

Disappointment and sadness.

Everyone was thinking, as if they remembered that voice and smile that looked like a village teacher at the same time. If that great leader was still there, would the result today not be like this? Unable to help, people in Kyoto began to collectively reminisce.

Recall the founding leader and the spiritual pillar of the Chinese nation.

This silence, this silent struggle has undoubtedly brought huge pain to Kyoto and a vacancy that can never be filled.

The Chen family, Chen Yuyang, was looking at the latest situation in the South China Sea and couldn't help but feel sad. It was another collision, another sinking of a fishing boat, and countless lives lost and buried in the sea. He saw the relatives of these victims.

I cried, saw the dissatisfaction of the people on the South China Sea Islands, and saw many bright reds.

What shocked him even more was not the South China Sea Islands, but the northwest. Mo Shaohua's elite troops had already arrived in the northwest. Soldiers in police uniforms appeared there like madmen, and the bloody massacre began there. Mo Shaohua

Hua's information illustrates the problem.

He said a simple sentence, but Chen Yuyang saw something between the lines that he didn't want to see.

Soldiers wearing police uniforms holding micro punches faced off against a group of 13 or 13-year-old lamas. Their slogan was very simple: put down the weapons in their hands. However, the young lamas who did not put down their shovels and sticks after three calls were like this.

He was ruthlessly swept under the micro-impact.

Such news can't help but make Chen Yuyang tremble all over. Chen Yuyang has killed countless people since his debut, but he has never seen anything like this. He shot some thirteen or fourteen-year-old children with a micro-charge. This has simply reached an unparalleled level.

Yes, those children are innocent, they were just taken advantage of.

Damn it! Chen Yuyang cursed lightly, and then he circled his arms hard and slammed the phone in his hand to the ground. With a bang, the phone immediately turned into dust. His pale face kept shaking, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his hands

Lifting it weakly, he turned the tail ring in his hand.

Zhuge Qingqing behind him seemed to be frightened. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and asked earnestly: "Yuyang, what happened?"
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