Buck's footsteps were faster than Basson. The French were a little surprised because after Bakra pulled up his pullover hat, he rushed over to the manic locals. Seeing that his speed and stride would even mingle with the rioters, he stepped up and ran two steps and whispered: "What?! Shouldn't we be in the position of the drag and guard?"

As a mercenary who does not expose his intention to incite, his mission is to help the demonstrators clear the obstacles around them and prevent the military and police from blocking or breaking the back road. Buck's approach of infiltrating in has obviously crossed the line.

Buck ran and didn't breathe: "What we want is riots, not riots, right?" He pointed to the front with his left hand, and protesters kept leaving the large army and rushing into the shops on both sides to smash and rob!

The French understood immediately and gave Buck a thumbs up again: "Yes!"

What is a riot?

That is a group behavior with political purposes, and the riots are basically plundering like bandits. It can be imagined that if there are thousands of people rushing all the way, and there are people who have made plans all the way. When you see, the phone in this window is good, take it back to your wife! You left the team and smashed it in your pocket, or even more so, holding an LCD TV or a box of laundry detergent, is it the first choice to carry it home first?

Moreover, this behavior is extremely contagious, and others will follow the busy snatch things, and the impact of the team will soon disappear, and finally be completely attracted and dispersed by the surrounding shops!

Then the riot that finally gathered will be stirred up into a mess by such a mob!

Buck reached out and pulled the plaid turban around his neck and hung it on his nose, covering most of his face. He was originally black, and he looked similar to the locals. He picked up a stick on the side of the road and rushed forward and beat the demonstrators who were about to smash the store. He shouted in English: "Revolution! Revolution is not here to grab things, but to build the Presidential Palace, there is everything!"

While Basson used a walkie-talkie to pass on the message to others, he also took out a telescopic baton to chase the smasher. His western hole was even more convincing. Many demonstrators seemed to understand after hearing Buck's shouting and shouted to each other!

Gulisa also learned to use Buck's movements to pull a turban to cover her face. Her obviously Muslim dressing style made individual protesters who were alone in the back use her as the target of attack, but there were really not many women in the team.

About one hundred meters, passing an intersection, the entire team was well restrained. Buck felt that he was the shepherd who put the animals on. He drove the pigs and sheep into formation. The French also pulled the mask on and leaned over and whispered: "Fortunately, you reminded... there was a place that had completely turned into smashing, smashing, and it was impossible to restrain it..."

Heaven and earth have a conscience. Buck just wants these people to cut off their attacks on the shops and hotels on both sides of the road. Don’t harass the MU hotel!

There are seven or eight people on the entire island rushing towards the Presidential Palace from all directions!

Although most of the people holding sticks and machetes in their hands, there are at least tens of thousands of people!

The situation is starting!

Buck is still very sensible, so he doesn't care about so much. Since he can't control the situation personally, he will still take care of his own family!

Leader Lao Bai didn’t ask him to save the earth, right?

As he approached the MU Hotel, Buck slowed down. He seemed to be actively waving his fists and cheering on his side, but in fact he kept blocking this side like a city management. Gulisa finally stumbled and hid on his side. After all, she was also a woman in a difficult area and was not that delicate. Seeing Buck had grabbed a newspaper on the road and wrapped her pistol and clenched it tightly with her right hand. She also followed suit and grabbed a shirt from her backpack and wrapped her gun.

Because this place was once colonized by the British for a long time, English has also caused quite a lot of old buildings to be British-style. MU Hotel chose such a building, which was completely on the street and was on the sidewalk. After a few steps with black iron floral railings, it was the black hotel gate. In fact, it was just the size of a double door. Except for the rich London style, it was not at all elegant. So there was an exquisite hotel awning on the steps. Then, according to Wu Mengxi's idea, there should be a foreigner standing at the door with an authentic London-ccented butler's image as a gatekeeper. Of course, there is no one now, and the two black doors were also closed. Buck looked at the leading team of the turbulent crowd and rushed past the door in a blind eye, and felt relieved!

But when you turn ahead of the hotel, it is an intersection. Because the city is too small, the distance between each intersection is actually very short, and the road surface is made up of small bricks in the style of old London streets. The large army has already rushed through the intersection and not many people are scattered to both sides. When Buck suddenly saw four or five people standing twenty meters from the side of the intersection, holding a mobile phone camera to shoot!

The beautiful clothes and fashionable backpack seemed familiar. Before Buck could react, he suddenly rushed out of the crowd, raised his stick and pointed at him and cursed: "Yes! It's them! Chinese people! They have acquired many island hotels, reducing our employment opportunities! Kill these vampires..."

Buck remembered it immediately!

Yes! It was Chinese. The king of heaven was kicked over and was kicked over to the ground by himself. He happened to pass by the young Chinese tourists who were ridiculed by cynical and unqualified. Looking at the gate of the city hotel behind them, I thought it was here. It would be fine if this country was in turmoil and didn't leave. In the riots, he did not forget the true nature of Chinese people who liked to watch the fun. How dare they stand so close to take photos?

Buck even saw one of them pouting his mouth and taking a selfie against the background of the protesters!

It's so stupid!

What can you prove when posting on your Moments and Weibo like this? Are you awesome or are you stupid?

Just like a stream of light split from the surging wave, dozens of people rushed over quickly. The tourists who were just surprised and freshly held their phones up were so scared that they turned around and ran into the hotel. However, the reaction speeds were different. Two men and women in the front were obviously stunned. The couple on their backs were immediately caught up by the crowd, and they greeted them like raindrops in their hands!

Blood immediately burst out from the cheeks and head!

This is the characteristic of riots. Once the mind is hot, basically others point at anyone and say any reason, they will rush up without thinking and fill their old fists.

Buck unconsciously clasped the stick, but his eyes were unnaturally swam away, prompting himself not to watch the scene.

He has experienced countless group riots, and he will not die if he doesn't commit suicide. In fact, he is a little smart. It is the wisest way to hide and hide in such a situation. These people are almost self-defeated because they are treated like this.

One of the beaten people rolled on the ground and shouted loudly: "I am a Chinese! I am a tourist..." Another girl screamed in a coquettish way!

At this time, the demonstrators had become thugs. The guy who was filled with the tyrannical mentality of controlling others' life and death at will, and broke through social legal norms, could he hear what you shout? As someone shouted: "They are hitting the Chinese!" He kicked and called them to the two of them even harder.

Some of the unyielding guys went to smash the door of the hotel and asked to hand over the Chinese in the hotel because they couldn't find a place to intervene around them!

Buck subconsciously looked at the chinsong. The Frenchman was half-masked, and his eyes showed a cruel expression of excitement. He hugged his arms and encouraged the people next to him to increase their strength. He would occasionally glance at Buck and give him a proud and OK expression!

If a murder case against Chinese people can be created, it will seriously damage the civil relations between China and Mahaddad!

These are the core instructions that only the leaders of them know!

This is the ruthless trick to sow discord!

what to do?
Chapter completed!