1890 King of Southeast Asia

On November 4th, the wind and rain masterpiece.

South China's rubber forests enter the harvest period, but this weather cannot be harvested.

Java Island, Sambo Roman.

"Su Qing, the butterfly came back in the past two days?" Huang Wenbing walked to the door, hung the rainy poncho on the wall, and asked Huang Suqing, who was cooking.

After they got married, they pushed the resettlement houses assigned during the period of the Bing Corps to rebuilt. The main building was a three -story building. The garage and kitchen were on both sides, and a small courtyard was sandwiched in the middle.

"It was said that it was here this afternoon, but such a heavy rain didn't know if the boat would be postponed." Huang Suqing looked at the weather a little worried.

"Yeah, such a heavy rain, the river water rose up, the rice dumplings in the fields were the grouting period. If the rain went down like this, I am afraid this year would be reduced." Huang Wenbing also said worried.

Just now he went out to see the water level. Fortunately, the drainage system they built did not cut corners and reduced the materials, and temporarily held it.

"Anyway, it's okay. After dinner, I'll wait for the dock. In case the butterfly is back, I will bring her back." Huang Wenbing said.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, I came down with her sister to eat!" Huang Suqing shouted at the upstairs.

After eating, Huang Wenbing came to the garage. There were many things in the garage, a car, a large tractor, and a motorcycle.

The car was bought by Huang Wenbing for Huang Suqing. It was just after buying and more than 300 yuan, which was convenient for Huang Suqing to get to get off work. He prefers to ride a motorcycle.

It was not convenient to ride a motorcycle. Huang Wenbing drove the car and drove to the port.

Nympho

"Brother -in -law!"

Huang Wenbing was squatting under a pavilion to hide from the rain. By the way, he heard a familiar voice.

"Butterfly? Are you all here?!" Huang Wenbing responded, throwing away the cigarette butterfly, picked up an umbrella and walked towards the butterfly.

Huang Wenbing handed the umbrella to the yellow butterfly, took the salute of the yellow butterfly, and the two walked towards the parking lot.

"Didn't your sister say you arrived in the afternoon? Why did you get so much in advance?" Huang Wenbing asked.

"I don't know. I had to go to Surabaya to stop first. As a result, the captain suddenly notified last night and drove directly to Sanbao Roman. I arrived this morning. Did my brother -in -law eat? I asked.

The rain was too heavy, and the small vendors didn't get out of the stalls. From the morning to now, she ate a rice cake.

"There seems to be a small rain snack on the car. First, there will be a restaurant when you go out." Huang Wenbing stuffed the gift into the trunk.

"What is that?" The yellow butterfly took the umbrella and watched the parking lot exit.

The rain was very heavy, and she couldn't see it very clearly. She only saw a vague shadow.

boom!

BOOM!

"Squat!" The explosion came, and the yellow butterfly hadn't responded yet. Huang Wenbing grabbed her and squatted behind the car.

嘭嘭嘭嘭 ...

Pop ...

Bang……

After the explosion, it was noisy gunshot. After confirming that he was not the target of being attacked, Huang Wenbing carefully stretched his head and took out his pistol.

In order to cultivate the spirit of Shangwu, Nanhua can't help but guns, but it has strict requirements on the use of guns. For example, it must be adult, normal and stable, and receive training.

And there are more snakes and beasts in South China. There are no weapons.

"Stop." The gunfire lasted for less than two minutes, and there were three explosions in the middle.

Although the gunfire stopped, Huang Wenbing still did not go out.

After a while, several soldiers came in.

"We are soldiers, it's okay to perform the task just now!" Zero people shouted.

"Xiao Wu? Is it you? I am MCA ..."

"Brother Huazi? Yes, it's me, it's okay, we suppress a group of gangsters, it's over now."

"Gangs? That's good, why do I still think ..."

Someone who was familiar with the soldiers came out. After confirming that there was no mistake, the soldier left, and Huang Wenbing came out at this time.

"Brother -in -law, there are so many gangsters in Sambo?" The yellow butterfly sat on the co -pilot and ate the nephew's snacks.

"Who knows? I know a few hooligans. The recent troubles of Turks were seven or eight years ago." Huang Wenbing also doubted this.

"Brother -in -law, that is a Javer, let alone the natives, it is not in line with the mainstream." The yellow bow said.

"Don't want to, listen to the radio!" The yellow butterfly ate several pastries, drank saliva, and said satisfied.

Open the car radio, slowly adjust the frequency, and adjust to a crosstalk show. The yellow butterfly listened to it.

"An emergency news was inserted below. Yesterday afternoon, His Majesty's inspection of the Surabaya Shipyard had encountered many premeditated assassination activities on the way to reaction.

His Majesty Emperor's team was attacked with a bomb. His Majesty the Emperor was injured. He has returned to Borneo for treatment. This attack caused a total of nine people to die ... "

Cangpin ~~

The car stopped in a rush, and the yellow butterfly returned from the sorrow.

"Brother -in -law! Did I just like it?" The yellow butterfly asked subconsciously.

"I heard it too ..." Huang Wenbing was silent and looked out the window.

In his place, he could see where the two armored vehicles just shot, and the soldiers were parked there, and the soldiers were dragging their bodies.

A corpse was dragged out and thrown on the truck, and he could see the head with a hat on the head of the corpse.

"Religious ethnic groups? Turks! Turkish revenge must be!" Huang Wenbing gritted his teeth and patted the steering wheel.

Some residents suddenly appeared on the street, walking from street to street, as if they were trying to verify something.

At a certain moment, their voices even overwhelmed the heavy rain, and the crowd began to rush in several specific directions.

From the sky, the direction in which the crowd was moving was the direction where the mosque existed.

Rumble rumble rumble...

The dull sound of engines sounded, and armored vehicles, trucks, motorcycles, and a large number of soldiers poured into the city.

Separating the crowd and setting up checkpoints prevented possible chaos.

"Hello, where is your destination?" The police finally came out and knocked on Huang Wenbing's window.

"What's going on? I'm the director of the Xianfeng Town Agricultural Office. I'm going back to Xianfeng Town." Huang Wenbing asked.

"To suppress the resistance organization, as for here, the crowd is excited. In order to avoid accidents, the mayor has to let the garrison come in to maintain order.

If you want to leave the city, leave quickly. If you encounter inspections, cooperate well. They won't embarrass you." The police said calmly.

"Your Majesty... is there really an accident?" Huang Wenbing was silent for a while and asked.

The policeman's face was visibly twisted, and after his chest rose and fell several times, he calmly said to Huang Wenbing:

"Your Majesty will be fine, but those scumbags will be in big trouble!"

The policeman's tone was particularly calm, as if he was describing a common fact. If his hands had not trembled, Huang Wenbing might have been convinced.

"Yes, it will be fine..."

Starting the car, Huang Wenbing hurried back.

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Borneo, New Chang'an, Ziwei Palace.

"Nonsense!"

"If you find a problem, just put it out. How can you be like this?"

"You also spread the news, making everyone terrified."

"Have you ever thought about what consequences this news will lead to?"

Liu Wanhua shouted at Liu Yiming angrily.

Behind Liu Wanhua were Xu Hui, Zhang You and others, staring at Liu Yiming, and Zhao Jiaxing and Jiang Wang behind him.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. I must have my reasons for doing this." Liu Yiming smiled.

Who said he was unkind in this matter? It was a temporary decision, and after the decision was made, a big project was thrown directly to Xu Hui.

"Why? Explain it. If you don't tell me the reason today, this matter is not over." Liu Wanhua sat down unceremoniously.

"Jiang Wang." Liu Yiming smiled and shouted.

"Here." Jiang Wang stepped forward and took out a large bag of documents.

"Everyone, let Jiang Wang explain it, and you will understand." Liu Yiming distributed the documents.

"Emperor, Empress, Prime Minister, first of all, the assassination is real, and it was carried out by some Javanese radicals, and the organizer was a local religious organization."

"This time they did not disclose it to the public, and selected fanatics to act as the dead soldiers, so we did not detect it until the day before the attack." Jiang Wang said.

After listening to it, several people frowned, and anger rose to their faces.

"We originally planned to capture some, release some, and persuade some to defect, but we found some problems during the investigation."

"The weapons they used were not difficult to get, but they not only had guns, but also pistols, standard rifles, and explosives."

"After we found out, we raided their gathering point and caught the mastermind, an imam."

"We interrogated him urgently, and they said that these explosives came from a Japanese trading company."

"There are not many Japanese trading companies, so it was easy to make a breakthrough. After interrogation and search, this Japanese trading company did not sell these things."

Jiang Wang was interrupted by Xu Hui while talking.

"Is what is recorded in this document true?" Xu Hui looked at Jiang Wang.

"All the documents I gave today have been repeatedly verified. Our people have been keeping an eye on them, but some are hidden." Jiang Wang nodded.

"Don't keep us in suspense. Was this incident instigated by the Japanese?" Wang Yang said with a dark face.

"It's a Japanese-American. He has disappeared. Customs has not found his information, so we don't know who is behind this.

The intelligence department is more inclined to believe that this is a collaboration between Japan and the United States. They have collaborated a lot." Jiang Wang said.

"So, in order to find these people, you hid it from us and directed and acted in this drama?" Xu Hui's face looked better.

"It's too harmful to keep them. If His Majesty is in trouble, if there is a mastermind, they will definitely contact these organizations.

If the threat is too big, we will destroy it. If the threat is not big, we will monitor it and pass on false information." Jiang Wang explained.

"Why are there Chinese names among these names?" Zhang You held a document in her hand. She knew this person.

"These are Chinese who have been confirmed to have been bribed."

Bang!

"I hate these traitors the most! Find them, send them all to mining without leaving any, and never let them out for the rest of their lives!" Liu Wanhua slammed the table fiercely.

He could understand that the natives were doing it. After all, in his opinion, he was not so reasonable. When the Chinese were doing it, he just felt betrayed.

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