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VOLUME 2 Chapter 070 Return Your Sword (Part 3)

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    early morning

    ? West Kowloon, Hon Chung Wai-ming's Office

    In order to reflect their closeness to the people, the offices of these district councilors on Hong Kong Island are generally set up in residential areas.

    Zhong Weiming's office is in an old tenement building.

    Because the office is not big, whenever there are any large-scale activities, they will be arranged outside.

    Early in the morning, the staff in the congressman's office got busy.

    Today is a big day.

    West Kowloon District Councilor Chung Wai Ming will hold a press conference to announce in public his candidacy for the Legislative Council.

    The surrounding streets are full of large photos of Zhong Weiming, and some are photos of him and his wife Deng Huiyi.

    The two held hands, looking affectionate.

    Photographs, election slogans, bunting

    Nothing less.

    Before it was nine o'clock, a large group of reporters had already surrounded the not-so-wide street, and there were still a few patrolmen around to maintain order.

    In addition to reporters, some "citizens" spontaneously organized and came to the scene holding small colored flags to express their support for Zhong Weimin.

    It's ten minutes to nine

    ?Dong dong dong gongs and drums sounded, the lion dance team entered the arena and started the lion dance

    All of a sudden, colorful flags fluttered, firecrackers blared, and gongs and drums blared

    It's really lively

    As soon as nine o'clock arrived, Zhong Weiming and his wife walked out of the office hand in hand

    Immediately, there were bursts of "clicking" pictures, and the "citizens" who came to support him also raised colorful flags and waved various support slogans.

    Zhong Weiming and his wife stood still and waited for a while, as if they were enjoying the moment of much attention, then he nodded imperceptibly.

    "Okay, okay, everyone, please be quiet, everyone, please be quiet!"

    Zhong Weiming's assistant, a tall and thin man, picked up the microphone first and motioned for everyone to quiet down

    The voices in the field slowly subsided.

    Zhong Weimin stepped forward and picked up the microphone, "Thank you very much, friends from the media industry, for being here. Today, I am here to announce that I will run for the next term of the Legislative Council

    I hope everyone can support me.  "

    "oh¡ª¡ª!"

    Following his words, there was another burst of cheers, which sounded in response to the occasion.

    The next step is the part where reporters ask questions.

    Everything is normal

    Just when everyone thought that this press conference would go on smoothly.

    An inappropriate voice appeared.

    A reporter suddenly came out of the crowd, and put the microphone in front of Zhong Weiming, "Mr. Zhong, I heard that you were suspected of selling drugs before. The police seized 20 catties of drugs in your villa. Is this true?"

    "What did you say?"

    Zhong Weiming suddenly changed color, and the assistant on the side rushed over immediately, "Which newspaper are you from?"

    "I'm a reporter from Huandao Daily!" The reporter showed his ID card and asked again, "Excuse me Mr. Zhong, are you really involved in drug trafficking?"

    "Can you give me an affirmative answer?"

    "Slander, this is blatant slander, Huandao Daily, I will definitely sue you for slander." Zhong Weiming blushed, pointed at the reporter and said fiercely.

    "You are not welcome here, please leave!"

    Another two tall and thick security guards rushed over, with fierce eyes, grabbed the reporter's arm from left to right, and were about to drag him away.

    "Hey, hey, what are you doing, are you trying to hinder freedom of speech!"

    At this time, a voice came from the crowd, and at the same time, a tall figure stood in front of them, "Quickly let go of the person, or I will sue you for restricting other people's personal freedom and hindering the freedom of the press."

    "Who are you?!"

    "West Kowloon Criminal Investigation Bureau, Zheng Kun!"

    "Sir Zheng, it's Sir Zheng!"

    At this time, the surrounding reporters recognized Zheng Kun, followed by another burst of "clicking" pictures.

    "Zheng Kun, what do you want to do?!"

    Zhong Weiming never thought that Zheng Kun would appear here.

    ?Look at Zheng Kun, and then look at the reporter's expression as if he saw the backer. He still doesn't understand that all this is Zheng Kun's trick.

    What a guts!

    Lao Tzu is a member of parliament, you are just a little policeman.nbsp; Zhong Weiming could no longer maintain his personality, and rushed to Zheng Kun, "Zheng Kun, I will definitely sue you for slander, I don't want you to be a policeman, I want you to go to jail, I want you to sit  Imprisoned forever!!"

    Zhong Weiming's face was distorted, out of anger, he pointed at Zheng Kun and yelled.

    "Slander? You still have the guts to sue me for slander!" Zheng Kun laughed more and more unscrupulously, pointing to Deng Huiyi and said, "With Miss Lian Sheng, with Lian Sheng Double Bonus Red Stick Sangbiao, and Lian Sheng's little boss Datouqing,

    And your assistant Wang Qingde, and Lian Sheng's white paper fan!  "

    "What I said is not true, how can you sue me?"

    "And they!" Zheng Kun pointed to the group of enthusiastic "citizens" and said, "One of these has nothing to do with winning streak. Is your press conference today, or is it related to winning streak?  Hall of Fame!!"

    "Sue me, joke!"

    Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka

    A series of shooting sounds seemed to remind those enthusiastic citizens.

    "Don't shoot, don't, don't shoot!"

    These enthusiastic citizens finally reacted and began to prevent reporters from taking pictures.

    "Hey, what are you doing?"

    Seeing this situation, Zheng Kun stepped forward again, stopped in front of those enthusiastic citizens and said, "This is Hong Kong Island, a free society, and the press is free. You have no right to stop reporters from filming.

    "By the way, you!" While speaking, he pointed to one of the patrolling policemen who maintained order at the scene, "Yes, it's you, didn't you see it? Didn't you guys see it? As Hong Kong  The island police saw that the reporter was threatened by the underworld, so you just stood aside and did nothing? Who are your instructors, Lei Luo!"

    Immediately, several policemen looked at each other, trotted over, and together with Zheng Kun, stood in front of the reporter.

    "Sir Zheng, don't play tricks on us, we are little policemen, we can't afford it!"

    An older policeman looked at Zheng Kundao with a wry smile on his face.

    "Don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you, just follow the prescribed procedures to maintain order."

    Zheng Kun patted him on the shoulder and said.

    "Very good, Officer Zheng, just wait to receive the court summons!"

    After all, Deng Huiyi has seen big scenes, took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down the anger in her chest, clamped her arms, and said viciously to Zheng Kun.

    Zheng Kun grinned, "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

    Then, as if he smelled something, he tightly covered his nose.
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