Bourne: Command And Conquer
/ Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 1205
Chapter 1205, Clown
The whole place was in an uproar.
There was a roar of people.
It's like a vegetable market at the corner of the street.
"Nonsense!"
Some people left angrily.
That's ridiculous.
Just don't know what to say.
This Zhang Yong is indeed ignorant.
He actually talked nonsense at the press conference. He also said that he was studying the Book of Changes. How ridiculous!
What press conference?
It's just a **** talking nonsense!
He is also the Inspector General of the Military and Political Commission. It is simply a disgrace to the Jinling Government. Pooh!
"Baga!"
"I want to duel with you!"
Sugita Kimiyama roared angrily.
Who did Zhang Yong's words hurt the most? They are undoubtedly Japanese.
surrender?
Or unconditional surrender?
How could this be possible for the Japanese Empire, which is currently at its peak?
He rushed forward angrily.
Zhang Yong stood firm and motionless.
fine.
Just get used to it.
In fact, he also thought it was absurd.
real.
In just eight years, so much will happen in the world.
How many lives have been changed.
The world structure has been completely rewritten.
If he wasn't a time traveler, no matter how ridiculous he was, he wouldn't dare to make such an inference!
Calm down.
Someone rushed up from the side.
Of course it's Xiong Ba.
He had long wanted to start a fight.
Seeing Sugita Kimiyama rushing up to him, it was exactly what he wanted, so he went up and did it.
A beautiful over-the-shoulder throw knocked Sugita Kimiyama to the ground. The action is beautiful.
Sure enough, Xiong Ba is still suitable for being a gangster!
From now on, he can be Zhang Yong's number one thug. Specialized in fighting.
In the past, Zhong Yang and Wu Liuqi were actually good at firearms. His boxing and kicking skills are not very good.
The main reason is that the body is not strong enough. Not big enough. No deterrent.
Without the use of weapons, both of them would be no match for Xiong Ba.
It is estimated that if Chen Gongshu and Wang Tianmu play together, it will be a draw.
Where Xiongba stands, it looks like an iron tower.
In the era of cold weapons, he was definitely the overlord.
Someone else, Mei Changsu, has Fei Liu by his side, so there should be someone by his side...
By the way, there is also a little mute.
His martial arts skills are also good. It's a pity that I don't want to follow. We have to find a way to trap him.
well…
After all, there is no protagonist halo!
You can't be domineering and sideways. There is no way that the tiger's body can shake and the whole world surrenders.
No, holding a press conference is like a vegetable market.
"ah…"
Sugita Kimiyama groaned in pain on the ground.
Xiongba was thrown over his shoulder, but he was solid. He was beaten to pieces. I even forgot my own name.
"Baga!"
"Baga!"
Other Japanese invaders rushed up one after another.
Xiong Ba was not afraid. It's a direct one versus seven. The more I hit, the more excited I get.
None of the seven Japanese invaders had weapons. No guns. No knife either. Nor is he good at fighting. When it comes to people like Xiong Ba, having more people is useless.
"ah…"
One was knocked over.
The body hit the ground hard.
The floor is covered with square tiles. Hard.
One can imagine the consequences of such a hard fall.
Sure enough, after the screams, there was only struggle.
There was no way to get up.
It hurts so much.
All the bones in his body seemed to be broken.
"ah…"
Another one was knocked over.
This one was even worse, the screams were hysterical.
Zhang Yong closed his eyes.
He's not good at fighting. So I didn't bother to look.
Anyway, there are so many people watching the excitement around, so he won't be short of a share. Just listening to people cheering is enough.
It doesn't matter.
If the press conference cannot be held, it can be temporarily changed to a sports meeting!
Otherwise, it could be temporarily converted into a boxing ring.
As long as we are fighting the Japanese invaders, we can change whatever we want.
"Hit him!"
"Hit him!"
I don't know who is yelling.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became lively. But I didn't know who was being asked to hit whom.
To onlookers, it doesn't matter who hits whom.
What matters is that there are people fighting.
Those who had already left the scene couldn't help but turn back when they heard the cheers from behind.
Is it so lively?
Definitely have to check it out.
It would be best for Zhang Yong to be beaten. You should be beaten for talking nonsense.
After the results came back, it was found that it was not the case. It looks like the one who got beaten was Japanese? OK. Take a look first!
"ah…"
"ah…"
Short screams kept coming.
The screams were mixed with increasingly uniform chants.
"Hit him!"
"Hit him!"
The voice became louder and louder.
It feels like a lot of people are just yelling nonsense. Take the opportunity to make noise.
"puff!"
"Crack!"
Reporters took pictures one after another.
It is rare to stage such a complete martial arts performance. I have to take pictures!
Many people also took photos of Zhang Yong.
Yes, that's him. He is the protagonist of the press conference.
However, it was him who turned an otherwise normal press conference into chaos.
Zhang Yong continued to close his eyes and rest.
Although Chen Yan and others were standing guard with guns nearby, Zhang Yong did not give any orders.
Too lazy to care.
The picture is just a fun one!
The Japanese are being beaten, so what do you care about? It doesn't matter if you're beaten to death.
If seven of you fight one, you can't win, and if word gets out, people will laugh at you. I guess the Japanese themselves would be embarrassed to mention it later.
Then keep fighting.
It is best to kill one, two, three or four.
This is more festive.
"Baga! Zhang Yong! I want you to apologize!" Sugita Kimisan's voice came.
Zhang Yong opened his eyes. oh. The guy stood up.
It seems that the injury is not serious?
Cheap it up.
"Why?" Zhang Yong responded slowly.
"You humiliated our Empire of Japan! You must apologize! Otherwise, we will never be done with you!" Sugita Kimiyama was furious.
"Where did I humiliate you?"
"You said we would surrender unconditionally. And you said there were no insults?"
"But you will indeed surrender unconditionally..."
"Baga! You are still insulting us!"
"I'm just stating some facts."
"Baga!"
Sugita Junshan was extremely angry and wanted to charge forward again.
As a result, Xiong Ba saw it from the corner of his eye, so he stepped over from the side and stretched out his hand to pinch it.
He directly grabbed Sugita Junshan's neck, then turned and pushed him out. I happened to bump into another Japanese invader face to face.
puff!
The two collided hard. Then collapsed.
well…
It's really…
Zhang Yong shook his head.
You are asking for trouble!
No, the two Japanese invaders directly collided with each other and got nosebleeds.
It is estimated that both of their nose bones were broken. Xiong Ba's strength is really too great. The movements are also brutal.
"open!"
Suddenly someone spoke.
It seems to be a reporter from Italy?
rare.
It must be Mussolini behind it, right?
If you were a Sicilian, you would never be a journalist.
They would just kill the journalists.
Silently. No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.
Zhang Yong nodded.
"Commissioner Zhang, you said that the Japanese will surrender unconditionally. Is there any scientific basis for this?"
"No."
Zhang Yong answered honestly.
All I said was prophecy. It's a prophecy. Not an inference. Don't **** me about science.
Science cannot explain humanistic society.
"Then why do you say that the Japanese will surrender unconditionally?"
"Because the eight-year cycle begins with them and ends with them."
"The eight-year cycle of reincarnation, do you have any scientific basis for it?"
"No."
"If not, why do you say eight years?"
"The predictions I have studied are like this. The years from 1937 to 1941 are the first half. The years from 1941 to 45 are the second half."
"Are there two halves?"
"yes."
Zhang Yong nodded affirmatively.
Weird. The noisy vegetable market gradually became quiet.
The struggling Xiong Ba and the Japanese invaders also gradually separated. They were also curious about Zhang Yong's statement.
Although it is nonsense. But it seems to be something serious?
"What's the first half?"
"There will be multiple countries going to war. Fighting each other."
"What about the second half?"
"Two superpowers will also enter the war. It will officially evolve into a world war."
"You mean World War?"
"Yes."
"So which countries are they?"
"The secret must not be revealed."
Zhang Yong is also mysterious.
This cannot be said.
I worry that speaking out will affect the course of history.
It would be terrible if the flapping of butterfly wings really affected historical events.
"I think you're talking nonsense."
"oh."
Zhang Yong was indifferent.
The Italian reporter's words were truly merciless!
But it doesn't matter.
Whoever believes in me will have eternal life. Don't force it.
If everyone believes it, how can I appear to be independent? Of course, most people will oppose it, and then history will prove that what I say is true. Only then will die-hard fans show up!
When the new pattern of the world is formed in the future, I will become the unstoppable magic stick...
wrong. Is a prophet. Great prophet.
I follow my words.
I keep my word.
I…
Anyone who talks nonsense will take it as an imperial edict.
Ha ha!
It's exciting just thinking about it. This world is really a grassroots team!
"open!"
Another reporter stood up.
It seems to be from the beautiful country?
Zhang Yong nodded.
"Zhang, will we in the United States enter this reincarnation?"
"Of course. You will be the last to leave. But you will gain the most. You are the biggest winners."
"Oh? Why do you say that?"
"General MacArthur will reach the pinnacle of his life."
"Are you talking about MacArthur, the former president of West Point Military Academy? Do you know General MacArthur?"
"I don't know."
"Then why did you mention him?"
"Because that's what the prophecy says. He's going to be a brilliant man."
"He is also famous now..."
"No, much more famous than now."
"ah…"
The beautiful country reporter sat down.
He was forcibly pulled down by the French reporter.
French journalists have something to ask. So other reporters were not given the opportunity to continue asking questions.
"Zhang, where are we in France?"
"You will experience some changes. But the results will be similar to now."
"What do you mean almost?"
"I'm sorry, I can't describe it specifically. Because I don't know either."
Zhang Yong shook his head.
I know. But I dare not say it.
If you tell me, you will be angry. Maybe even kill me.
If I say that your great hero, Pétain, will sign the surrender document as a representative of surrender...
Believe it or not, you would break into the Jinling Palace and force Chiang Kai-shek to make friends with you? Of course you can't do such a dangerous thing.
"So, you are talking nonsense."
French reporters ruthlessly tore open Zhang Yong's last fig leaf.
Zhang Yong's expression remained unchanged. Indifferent.
"Commissioner Zhang, it seems you haven't mentioned us in the UK yet!"
came Catherine's voice.
She came in too. Also holding a camera.
Pretend to be a reporter.
Zhang Yong deliberately pretended not to see it.
Catherine was also able to keep her composure. He didn't speak until now.
Think about it. It seems difficult to describe.
The performance of the British in World War II is difficult to describe in one word.
You said the performance was poor, but it doesn't seem to be the case. The performance of the Royal Navy is still very good.
However, you have to say that the performance is very good. There was also a series of defeats in the early stage. The homeland was also bombed by the Germans and suffered heavy losses. Overseas colonies were losing control.
In fact, after World War II, which country suffered the most losses. The UK is definitely at the top.
Although it is a victorious country, it has lost too much.
"Let's chat privately."
Zhang Yong expressed implicitly.
Speaking privately and speaking publicly are two different things.
"good."
Catherine's smile was as bright as a flower.
Sugita Junshan suddenly came to Zhang Yong.
There was a lot of blood on his face. Sure enough, the bridge of his nose was broken. The bleeding continued.
"Zhang, you have to explain."
"What explanation?"
"Why do you slander our Japanese Empire's unconditional surrender?"
"I can only provide you with three keywords. 1941. Fat man. Little boy. You can think about the rest when you go back."
"Nani?"
Sugita Kimiyama frowned.
Fat man. little boy. What the hell? Is it a monster like Yamata no Orochi?
"open!"
A German reporter stood up.
Zhang Yong nodded.
"You haven't mentioned us Germans yet..."
"You Germans have a more complicated situation. I need a paid answer."
"What?"
"A million dollar charge..."
"Go to hell!"
The German reporter immediately screamed.
Everyone around was laughing. Even Sugita Kimiyama couldn't help but laugh.
I can't help it, I really can't help it.
Free answers.
Just ask for a million dollars!
Dollars!
One million dollars!
Does he know how much it is? It's crazy.
This Zhang Yong is really crazy about money. He is completely crazy!
"Zhang, how much did you say?"
The French journalists seemed to be deliberately trying to make things worse.
The press conference was already in chaos anyway. It's better to let Zhang Yong continue to embarrass himself.
Just enough to make everyone present happy.
"One million. Dollars."
Zhang Yong looked calm. Indifferent.
Embarrassed?
Whatever.
I don't care anyway.
My price is for Mustache.
If Mustache is willing to give him a million dollars, I will show him a way out.
At least the consequences of physical and mental destruction can be avoided.
hey-hey.
"Zhang, do you know how much one million dollars is?" Catherine also joined the active atmosphere group.
"I know." Zhang Yong said calmly. My heart is calm.
Is a million dollars a lot?
Quite a few indeed.
But, what is it compared to the national destiny?
Mustache's own life is worth more than $1 million! Unfortunately, he couldn't listen.
At today's press conference, everything Zhang Yong said will be regarded as a joke. No one will remember. He, Zhang Yong, is also a clown in other people's minds.
"Zhang, why do you keep emphasizing 1941?" a Chinese reporter asked.
"Because two major events will happen in 1941. They will basically establish the future world structure." Zhang Yong answered seriously.
"What are these two big things?"
"The secret must not be revealed."
"Understood."
The Chinese reporter sat down.
There are no records. Apparently I don't think it's necessary.
It's just Zhang Yong talking nonsense. There is no scientific basis for this. It's just nonsense!
People gradually left the scene,
There was no need for Zhang Yong to announce the breakup of the meeting. Just left on his own.
Many people feel that there is no point in staying. Unless you want to continue to listen to Zhang Yong's nonsense.
Soon, only Qi Jiuding and Catherine were left at the scene.
Qi Jiuding looked strange and asked slowly: "Commissioner Zhang, do you really understand the Book of Changes?"
"Never read it." Zhang Yong answered honestly.
"Then you still..."
"Just an excuse."
"this…"
Qi Jiuding was speechless.
Then, he also said goodbye and left.
Catherine came to Zhang Yong with a smile on her face and winked.
"What do you want to say?"
"You really look like a clown today!"
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong was indifferent. Calm.
Like, like. It doesn't matter. They all lay the foundation for the future.
Time will tell.
"Zhang," Catherine suddenly became serious, "do you think the Japanese will really launch a war on us British?"
"They need oil and rubber from Southeast Asia." Zhang Yong answered slowly.
"Oil? Rubber?" Catherine frowned.
"I have a personal suggestion." Zhang Yong suddenly lowered his voice.
"you say."
"In two years' time, the scale of the war will become larger and larger, and more and more oil will be needed. Oil will become one of the most indispensable resources in the war."
"What do you want to say?"
"Right now, the oil fields in Beautiful Country are still very cheap. If you have money, buy it early. I guarantee that in three years, you will be able to make unexpected profits."
"Three years?"
"right."
"But we British also have our own oil fields..."
"I'm talking about your personal things."
"Yeah?"
"Yes."
"You give me $50,000 before I believe your lies."
"good."
Zhang Yong took out 50,000 US dollars.
Just right.
He needed Catherine to step up.
The Chinese people in the beautiful country always have difficulty moving.
But the British are different. Historically speaking, Britain and the United States have the same origin. The language and culture are the same.
The key is that this Catherine has status and background, and her family has money.
It would be much easier if she stepped forward to purchase the oil field. The price is also low.
There are no restrictions under any bill yet.
"you…"
Catherine frowned.
Looking at the deposit certificate for $50,000.
Is Zhang Yong serious?
Is he serious?
This greedy and lustful guy.
It doesn't matter what he says. The important thing is to pay for it.
Still dollars.
This shows that he is not talking nonsense. He truly believed his prophecy.
"Aren't you afraid of losing everything?"
“You will never lose money buying oil fields.”
"Okay! I'll help you operate it."
"Thanks!"
"If you have any other projects, I can also help you with them. There is no handling fee."
"Oh? So kind?"
"I just hope to maintain a good relationship with you. If your prediction is right, I can also get some benefits. If your prediction is wrong, I'm sorry, these properties must be used to make up for my losses."
"no problem."
Zhang Yong agreed wholeheartedly.
It is impossible to lose money. It is impossible to lose money in this life.
If you don't make a lot of money, you will be sorry for your status. In the future, I will recruit some people and form several consortiums...
hey-hey…
The future is bright.
but…
The premise is to get through these eight years first!
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
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