Xiao Letian was so angry that the poor child in front of him was wiping tears with his dirty sleeves, holding the back of his head with his other hand, and the stone was hitting the back of his head just now.

The tin lunch box rolled to the ground, four big snow-white meat buns were covered with dust, and the child cried helplessly and didn't know what he had done wrong.

"Bastard!" Xiao Letian yelled and pushed away the soldier who protected him. "Who did it? Shameless! A child gave him two more buns and actually hit someone? Is there any gentlemanly demeanor..."

"Murderer Xiao Letian goes back to Asia... Europe does not welcome you! Murderer... war criminal!" Suddenly, an angry roar rang out from the end of the team.

Xiao Letian was stunned. He never expected that this stone was not for the child, but for himself.

At this time, the entire guard was alarmed. Hoedaro and more than 20 sword-drawing team members cooperated with the Imperial Guard to directly protect the head of state.

"Don't worry, father, you won't be in any danger with your son!"

"Get out of the way, let me see who is... send the child away and give him some medicine... Why are you stopping me?" Xiao Letian wanted to struggle forward, but why were these soldiers willing to let him go? They surrounded three circles to protect him heavily.

Liu Dadao, who was cooking, threw down the spoon and reached out to pull the hit child down. "Let me see, is it okay? Oh, I bulge a big bag, but it didn't bleed. Don't be afraid of the child, hurry up and go home..."

I grabbed a handful of coins, and it seemed that the total value was two or three pounds. Liu Dadao stuffed it all over the crying child, "Go home quickly..."

"Woooooo...my buns, I want buns. I didn't queue them up two times before. Today I promised my mother the best buns for him..."

"Oh, you kid, you are so stubborn... you wait!" Liu Dadao rushed over and picked up the lunch box from the ground, and directly locked a box from the iron pot and stuffed it to him.

"Let's go, look at this mess, hurry up and go home..."

That was right. In just a short while, the scene was in chaos. Countless police officers rushed over from all directions and came to maintain order with sirens.

The citizens in line were all dumbfounded and looked behind them. At this moment, there was another noise, dozens of stones flew in the sky, smashing the citizens to scream.

"Who are these people? Why do you come to make trouble..."

"Go back to Asia, Europa doesn't welcome you... War criminal Xiao Rotian... murderous demon Xiao Rotian!"

"Someone protests! It's French and Tsarist Russians. They protest to the Chinese again... Go quickly, it has nothing to do with us, we're all separated..."

A good food promotion will be ruined by fifty or sixty protesters. These people clenched their fists and protested behind the crowd. Stones flew away, leaking countless dishes and overturning several iron pots for cooking.

The fragrant egg flower soup was sprinkled all over the floor, and the strong aroma of pineapple gulp meat was splashed with countless soups. These delicacies were completely out of vegetarian.

The crazy protesters kept shouting in Russian, French and English with an accent. They were war criminals and murderers over and over again. It seemed that the Europeans' cursing culture was far less profound than China.

The reporters rushed up, and they took photos around the protesters, and the chaotic scenes at the scene were recorded.

In fact, no matter what era, the police were the last group of people to arrive. When they formed a wall of humans to stop these protesters, the group of thugs had already rushed to a position less than ten meters away from Xiao Letian.

Hitotaro held the hilt of Taidao in his right hand, and he almost ordered a counterattack. As long as this group of thugs dared to rush to the distance of Taidao's attack, he would not have any kindness.

"Hidetaro! Suppress your emotions, let's change and retreat...I don't want these things anymore, we are going to withdraw!"

"Father! Just let them go like this? Do you need to catch a few live-actioners and get a certificate? I don't believe it anymore. The police who gathered here did not notice at all?"

Xiao Letian looked at the hoarse protesters coldly, "Is this still possible to use evidence? Without the police department's release, who could carry so many stones to my side?"

"This is to give me a warning, this is to hype the topic and discredit me! It seems that they are afraid of our propaganda offensive!"

"Don't talk nonsense, leave now! Leave it to the reporters for handling..."

The Police Department has indeed received a secret order. So many people have caused trouble and caused diplomatic conflicts, but they have only blocked them without any arrest.

A group of policemen held hands to form a wall of humans to block the protesters behind, allowing them to roar and curse in a crazy way, throwing stones at will. On the other side of the wall were reporters jumping up and down excitedly.

"The murderer Xiao Letian escaped... He was scared, this Far East killer! Let us release our relatives, the murderer!"

"Xiao Letian was a war criminal! He killed countless French citizens and asked him to pay his life..."

These people were organized protesters, and Xiao Letian would not tell them anything at all. Under the protection of soldiers and police, the head of state's carriage immediately turned back to the East Palace.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Letian's itinerary was exposed, and there were no less than three waves of protesters blocking light along the way. Stones hit the carriage like raindrops, and all the glass was smashed.

The most unlucky one was the Imperial Guards and Hoitaro's sword drawing team. They had to bear the most stones, and they could only protect their heads with their arms and run quickly on both sides of the carriage.

"Damn, I can't stand it anymore. My father asked me to rush over and kill them!" Hitotaro shouted.

"Shut up! Do you know how many reporters are watching us now? Be honest and act in a bitter scene for me, and don't resist at all... This is an order!"

The embarrassing group immediately caused a sensation in the city. London citizens knew this group of Chinese. They watched groups of French and Tsarist thugs swearing the heads of state who besieged the East, and their faces were ashen.

Finally, I couldn't help it. Some of the British citizens watching shouted, "These Chinese have donated countless donations to our schools, hospitals, and churches... They also gave us so many delicious foods, we can't watch them bullied!"

"This is the territory of Britain, not the French and Tsarist Russians. You cannot let the thugs cause trouble! Spread them apart and help the police catch these thugs!"

The constant good deeds were finally rewarded, and the kind citizens, especially the workers at the lower levels, spontaneously took action to surround the protesting thugs.

Their idea is very simple. The Chinese people have never hurt Britain at all. They have even done countless good deeds in London. Such people should not be besieged.

But unexpectedly, as soon as they took action, things changed!

Note: Thanks to book friend Song Yusi for his red envelope support!
Chapter completed!