The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

The cause of revolution is a very magical cause.

If you don't understand it, you can't defeat it.

But anyone with a conscience, if they understand it well enough, would choose to join it.

That dazzling red originated in the revolutionary era of national salvation and survival, developed during the construction and reform period, and then spread everywhere with the east wind of technological development.

This has subsequently evolved into a question that can no longer be avoided in modern times: how can the people, a group with political identity, exercise dictatorship?

last life.

Wen Wan gritted her teeth and clapped her hands, repeatedly emphasizing to Ji Lengming: "You always say 'trust the masses,' but they are stupid, foolish, just a bunch of rabble. Many of them haven't even had a few days of schooling. How can we trust them!"

Throughout history, history has been driven by elites, and all major turning points have been created by outstanding individuals!

"Only they deserve status and position, and only they live a life of value!"

"How dare this rabble compare to the chosen ones!"

Ji Lengming's answer at the time was: "The difference between the two is created by their living environment!"

"Why can't highly knowledgeable elites serve the people? The two have never been in opposition!"

"Through education, institutional development, and participation in practice, we can stimulate and enhance the wisdom of people at the grassroots level, and strive to bridge the gap in knowledge, information, and decision-making capabilities between those in higher and lower positions!"

“If you teach the masses step by step, they are more trustworthy than the privileged individuals you speak of!”

Ji Lengming was naive in his previous life.

He always wanted the powerful and influential Wenwan to create an environment that could improve the cognition of the 'stupid'.

However, Wen Wan refused.

She relentlessly emphasized the "foolishness" and "irreplaceability" of the common people, actively creating various information barriers to widen and deepen the gap with the grassroots, ultimately forming an unfathomable class segregation.

later.

Ji Lengming finally understood.

It turns out that in order to justify plundering a group, one must first stigmatize it.

Emphasizing their 'stupidity' and 'irreversibility' is an attempt to eradicate the political nature of this group from its very roots.

In this way, the trampling, discrimination, and persecution of ordinary people will gradually be transformed into a righteous principle.

Only in this way can we eliminate all possibilities of 'someone threatening us'!

Having lived a second life, Ji Lengming came to a profound understanding of one thing.

Selfishness and selflessness are both part of human nature.

They are born into a chaotic whole, selectively expressing themselves within the vast jungle of nature and society.

He cannot place his hopes on the conscience of a few, nor can he force selfish people to become just and selfless.

But he can radiate light and warmth, slowly permeating the terrible world, making more people with burning hearts and undying kindness.

In this world, prayers are ignored, only the sound of hammers is heard.

Making a wish won't bring sunshine into the world.

If you want a certain kind of world, then build it yourself!

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That night.

The lights on West Street were a dim, reddish glow, illuminating the faces of the people coming and going—some young, some thin, some haggard, and some cursing.

With multiple intersections blocked, many people wandered around aimlessly like headless flies.

Some people lined up obediently to go through security, their expressions full of bitterness, as if they were waiting to receive an invisible punishment.

Many more people gathered at the edge of the CRAZY club to watch the spectacle.

They stood outside the quarantine line, forming a thick arc.

They craned their necks, their eyes filled with curiosity, sometimes glancing at the SWAT officers' gun barrels, sometimes pointing at the shadows behind the clubhouse windows.

The police officers who came to maintain order couldn't disperse them.

Downstairs at the clubhouse, Captain Chen was alone in a small, isolated area.

He had just finished a phone call with his superior and felt a mix of emotions.

Director Wang issued a firm order, setting a half-hour timeframe for the operation, but he still harbors some resistance to adopting a "forceful attack strategy."

At this moment.

On the third floor of the east side of the entertainment club building, a row of stained-glass windows suddenly opened.

Then, the 'thugs' inside the building quickly moved several speakers from the clubhouse over.

Someone took the microphone to test the sound.

These speakers are of excellent quality; even a soft hum from the speaker can be heard by most people in the room.

"police officer."

A clear, crisp voice entered the microphone and was amplified by the speakers, bursting forth in the air above the street, both loud and clear.

"You've all seen these booklets before, haven't you?"

After he finished speaking, several small red books flew out of the window.

Upon noticing the commotion, the ground officers immediately went on high alert.

The onlookers on the periphery were craning their necks, trying to see clearly what was flying out.

The scene was thrown into turmoil.

Ignoring the commotion outside, the speaker declared, "These are your 'Articles of Association,' your 'Manual'!"

"When you joined the organization or the team, you must have taken an oath, right?"

“‘Be ready at any time to sacrifice everything for the organization and the people.’ You must have said this to the solemn red flag, right?”

"Your charter states that 'seeking happiness for the people is our original aspiration and mission,' right?"

"But now, the people are facing difficulties, and they are no longer happy!"

"Will you help or not?"

The excellent sound quality of the speakers allowed these words to be heard throughout the crowded streets.

The crowd, who had been enjoying the chaos, now seemed to have been doused with boiling water, and their discussions grew louder and louder.

The police officers maintaining order almost lost control.

Captain Chen was stunned for a moment upon hearing what was said.

At the same time, something in my chest made a soft, crisp "crack" sound, like a thin crack appearing on the surface of a frozen lake.

He glanced at the few red books not far away and vaguely remembered them.

Some time ago, in a political theory education class, his speech was on the topic of 'pure faith'.

The topic of 'faith' is discussed in political classes, talked about at democratic life meetings, and repeatedly mentioned in the Internal Affairs Regulations.

But it was only at this moment that he truly realized that although he had written hundreds of documents and dozens of articles, he had never taken the word 'faith' seriously!

Seeing that the captain's expression was not good, the vice-captain quickly rushed over.

He lowered his voice and hurriedly reminded, "Captain, don't get caught up in their sophistry!"

"Our actions are completely reasonable and legal. These thugs are inciting public sentiment and creating public pressure on us!"

"Their violent vandalism and hostage-taking are crimes, and we are fighting crime, Captain. You must understand this!"

This reminder brought Captain Chen, who had been lost in thought, back to his senses.

He suddenly realized something.

The rioters confronting the police appear to be no ordinary rioters.

Their methods were quite clever; they even prepared a red handbook in advance.

Such shrewdness is definitely not something a bunch of ordinary people could possess!

Recalling Director Wang's instructions, Captain Chen hesitated for a few seconds before quickly responding.

The fully armed man spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"The issues you raised are a shared responsibility of the whole society, and as public officials, we naturally have an inescapable duty to address them!"

"But no demand can be achieved by taking hostages or endangering public safety!"

"If you encounter difficulties, you can contact the community, organizations, relevant departments, or lawyers. There are procedures and processes for you to report your problems, instead of resorting to illegal or violent methods to resolve them!"

"You are using the highest guidelines to question our actions. In essence, you are not asking us for help, but seeking a seemingly legitimate excuse for your violent acts!"

"You are not victims, you are the real criminals!"

The cold, firm tone was widely disseminated throughout the venue.

It also drifted into the ears of Ji Lengming, the one who started it all.

The aloof young man realized in an instant that this was a debate over the right to speak, a debate about who was committing the crime.

Upon arriving, Captain Chen conveyed the core message to the onlookers: "The police are controlling crime and protecting everyone's safety."

Secondly, it attempts to bring the abstract issue of "whether or not to help ordinary people" back into the framework of specific laws and order.

If Evan and his group's actions are classified as a criminal case, then storming the place, firing shots, and arresting people under the noses of numerous onlookers would seem perfectly justifiable.

And Captain Chen, who was in charge of the operation, did indeed have this plan.

He thought it through and understood.

These thugs occupied the clubhouse, restricted the personal freedom of a group of people, and openly confronted the police.

These factors are legal and just, and arresting them all is a way to protect civilians and uphold justice.

Regarding the issue of widespread drug trafficking within the club...

In short, the problem of 'poison' also needs to be solved, but to solve this problem, we must first quickly bring the scene under control!

Just as Captain Chen made up his mind and was preparing to arrange for the squad's elite troops to break through head-on.

Suddenly, the sound system inside the clubhouse, which had been silent, started playing again.

Then someone spoke.

His tone was wistful, carrying an air of deep sorrow.

"If we encounter difficulties, should we contact the community, organizations, or relevant departments? Are there procedures and processes for us to report problems?"

"Officer, have you considered that we have tried the methods you mentioned and the channels you provided countless times?"

"This is the only way we have left to protect our rights!"

"Tonight, we will stand here and not back a step!"

"We're not trying to cause trouble, but to let more people see how much blood ordinary people have to shed to get justice in Langlang S City!"

Captain Chen's masseter muscles were taut beneath his helmet.

Every word the other person said was like a cold needle, a sharp thorn, precisely piercing her warm and tender heart.

Before he could answer, seeing that the captain was still hesitant, the vice-captain, who had been watching from the sidelines for a while, stepped forward.

"Captain, why waste words with these troublemakers!"

"If you're reluctant to give the order, then I'll play the bad guy. I'll write the self-criticism later!"

Done.

The vice-captain decisively pressed his earpiece and shouted, "Attention everyone, move out immediately!"

"Tear gas, stun grenades, and riot guns may be used if necessary,"

"We must subdue the violent resisters and take control of their key personnel!"

The order was given, and all personnel launched a surprise attack.

Just then.

Boss Liao led the victims, who had been lying in ambush, out of the clubhouse's underground passage, holding banners in hand.

The crowd was dense and numerous, numbering in the hundreds.

They stood blocking the grand entrance of the luxurious clubhouse.

Like an unstoppable torrent.