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There was a loud noise when the truck braked. Just imagine, how much force is needed to stop the truck with the momentum of tens of tons?White smoke came out of the truck's brake pads.The driver looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment.

"Old man Jiang, what are you going to do?" Ma Chengcai scolded old man Jiang angrily, "Are you planning to rebel?"

"Hmph, I don't dare to rebel, but the villagers of our Hero Village are determined not to allow the devil's monument to be built in Luoding Village!" Mr. Jiang shouted angrily.

"Let me tell you, I can build it wherever I want!" Ma Chengcai glared at the old man, furious, and said, "I have the final say on the one-third of an acre of land in Dazhou City. Old man Jiang, give it to me quickly Get out of the way, or I will let the car run over you directly!"

"Come on, let me die, anyway, I don't want to see Yangyang Huaxia being bullied like this!" Mr. Jiang simply dropped the harpoon.

Ma Chengcai became angry immediately, and he yelled at the driver: "Come on, let this old bastard go see King Yama!"

"Secretary, I...I dare not!" The driver was so scared that he was sweating profusely.Miyamoto and his party on the side watched coldly, as if all this had nothing to do with them.Miyamoto Kyota knew in his heart that this was the cheap nature of the Chinese people, who could do anything for money.

"Call and let Jiang Wenqiang come over immediately!" Ma Chengcai naturally did not dare to kill anyone.In desperation, he had to call Mr. Jiang's son Jiang Wenqiang over.Jiang Wenqiang received the call and rushed towards Luoding Village without stopping.

Half an hour later, Jiang Wenqiang finally arrived at the scene.

"Dad, you... what are you doing?" Jiang Wenqiang gritted his teeth and immediately stepped forward to drag his father away.

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Jiang Guohua slapped Jiang Wenqiang on the face, and said angrily: "Unfilial son, the old man has taught you for many years. In ancient times, Yue Fei served the country faithfully. I want you to learn Yue Fei's spirit. You bastard, I didn't expect you to help the devil today. .See if I don't beat you to death!"

"Dad!" Jiang Wenqiang knelt down with a plop, and said, "World War II has long passed, and the island country has surrendered. Now we are advocating friendship between China and the island. Isn't he investing with sincerity? Dazhou needs to attract investment, and Development potential..."

"Bullshit, if you invest, you invest. Why do you want to build a monument to commemorate the devil here?" Mr. Jiang was very upset, which was clearly due to bad intentions.Under the guise of investing, they are here to do things other than investing.

"Dad, Mr. Miyamoto is about the same age as you, so he naturally has the feeling of reminiscing about the old people. Don't you often talk about the partners who fought with you in those years?" Jiang Wenqiang continued to persuade.Afterwards, everyone took turns to go to battle, tossing for more than an hour, but there was no effect.In the end, Jiang Wenqiang became anxious. He simply put a knife on his neck and said angrily: "Dad, if you don't agree today, I will die in front of you and leave your grandson without a father. Anyway, if you don't agree today If you don't get out of the way, don't be the director of the Education Bureau."

Mr. Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly felt powerless. His face turned pale, and he waved his hands helplessly, saying, "That's fine, that's fine."

Afterwards, Mr. Jiang turned around and took the villagers of Hero Village away.Only then did Ma Chengcai show a satisfied smile, he waved his hand and said, "Continue to go up the mountain!"

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The huge truck loaded with heavy marble was moving towards the mountain, and thick black smoke was coming out of the tailpipe behind it.Ma Chengcai and a group of municipal party committee cadres applauded at the scene.After a whole morning of tossing, the truck finally reached the top of the mountain.Then, a huge crane hoisted the marble from the truck.The whole piece of marble weighs about thirty tons, and it is about ten meters high and more than two meters wide.Huge stone, white and translucent.A description of the war that year and the names of the island soldiers who died were engraved with red lacquer on it.

The marble is buried to a depth of two meters and the other eight meters rise into the sky.

Miyamoto Ichiro stood up tremblingly, and then walked to the monument, stroking the stone tablet with his hand, as if he was stroking the shadow of an island soldier.After finishing this matter, Miyamoto Ichiro finally settled his mind.However, at this time, no one noticed that five meters away from this beautiful, majestic, and dignified marble monument, an unusually ugly and unsightly limestone monument stood low and aside.

Although it has been washed by rain, the traditional Chinese characters on the monument can be vaguely seen: I would like to use this monument to commemorate the revolutionary martyrs who died in the Luodingzhai War.

The sunshine in February is a little warm.However, this February's sunshine looks so cold and biting.Under the bright sunlight, more than a dozen short, ugly figures shone.They were applauding with joy, seeming happier than when the monument to the revolutionary martyrs was erected.

Not far away, in a sparse and dilapidated village, a group of people are gathering on the village’s grain drying field. Their eyes are looking at the snow-white and beautiful monument tens of meters away. Mr. Jiang is smoking silently, his eyes Very complicated.

"Grandpa, are we still killing devils?" The 12-year-old Gouwa squatted down beside Mr. Jiang.

"Kill, why not kill?" Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth.

"But, didn't you say that the people on the monument are all good people, revolutionary martyrs?" Gou Wa scratched his thick head, and said, "Now that devils are also on the monument, wouldn't they become revolutionary martyrs?" Is it? Then... shall we still kill?"

"..." Mr. Jiang was speechless for a while, he continued to smoke in silence, some words were choked in his throat, but he still couldn't speak them out.

This monument has always been a thorn in Mr. Jiang's heart, making Mr. Jiang restless.

Tianyi Academy.

This kid Zhang Yi was released on bail by Yang Yingying. On the day Zhang Yi came out, he said to Chen Xiao: "Brother, it's so cool. You found me such a beautiful barrister. I like it very much!"

"You boy, be careful, otherwise you won't know how you died!" Chen Xiao exhorted.

During class time, Mr. Jiang has not come to class for the past few days.

"Strange, why didn't Mr. Jiang come to class?" Han Feng asked curiously.

"Who knows!" Zhang Yi shook his head.

"Hehe, I guess they are still fighting against the people from the Island Chamber of Commerce on the mountain at this time!" Chen Xiao flipped through the book alone.The classroom was full of excitement. When Mr. Jiang didn't come, everyone naturally started to do their own thing, talking about love, talking about love, chatting, reading books...

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Suddenly, Mr. Jiang appeared in the classroom. His complexion was visibly haggard, with sunken eye sockets and protruding cheekbones.He walked to the front of the classroom and began to teach.In the past, the old man liked to read an article to everyone in pure London English before class, but today he didn't. The old man just took a class in a very ordinary way.Everyone in the classroom could hear the old man's dull mood from his words.

Everyone knows Mr. Jiang's fiery temper, so in this class, everyone is very quiet. Everyone listens to the class very quietly, and no one dares to touch the old man's bottom line.At the end of a class, the old man announced that the get out of class was over. Before leaving, he said, "Chen Xiao, come to my office!"

"Boy, I guess you're going to be unlucky!" Han Feng patted Chen Xiao on the shoulder.

"Chen Xiao, take care of yourself!" Zhang Yi glanced at him.

Chen Xiao got up and left the classroom, and went directly to Mr. Jiang's office.When Chen Xiao entered the office, the old man was sitting on a chair in silence.Seeing Chen Xiao coming in, he forced a smile and said, "Chen Xiao, are you here?"

"Teacher Jiang, what's bothering you?" Chen Xiao walked over, sat down opposite Mr. Jiang, and handed him a cigarette.Mr. Jiang didn't refuse, he took the cigarette and put it in his mouth.Chen Xiao personally lit a cigarette for him. The old man took a deep breath and said, "Young people nowadays are too numb. In our era, devils deserve to die!"

"Grandpa, your hostility is too intense!" Chen Xiao took a deep breath, and then said, "Actually, the government's policy of attracting investment is good!"

"Are you kidding with them too?" The old man's face turned blue.

"Old man, don't insult me!" Chen Xiao waved his hands hastily, and said, "I'm just speaking from an objective standpoint. Of course, I don't think it's right for the Dazhou municipal government to build a monument to ghosts. It is very wrong, and it is contrary to the spirit of patriotism we preach."

"That's right!" The old man said excitedly when he heard this: "They are sacrificing the patriotic enthusiasm of the people of the country. They actually built a monument to the ghosts in the Hero Village. How can this make the heroes who have been buried in the Hero Village rest in peace?  … ..."

The old man was so indignant that he started to cry when he got excited.Chen Xiao was moved by Mr. Jiang's patriotism.Chen Xiao thought that her patriotism was not as noble as Mr. Jiang's.

"Chen Xiao, there is something I want to ask you to do!" Mr. Jiang looked at Chen Xiao solemnly.

"Say it!" Chen Xiao nodded hastily.

"Find a few people in Jingwumen, and take advantage of the night to find a way to destroy that **** monument!" Mr. Jiang took a deep breath of cigarettes, with a look of ferocity in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and said : "Since the bright ones are not good, then come the dark ones!"

Chen Xiao looked at Mr. Jiang in astonishment, never expecting that Mr. Jiang, who has always understood righteousness, would do such a 'dirty' thing.Mr. Jiang smiled at Chen Xiao, and said, "In order to reassure the heroes, I sold my old bones!"

"The old man is so patriotic, how can I, Chen Xiao, fall behind?" Chen Xiao laughed.The old and the young, actually high-five each other. [Brothers, the collection and rating are awesome.National Day broke out once! 】