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Zhang Beixing couldn't possibly be unaware of the reactions within the country. After all, the major platforms had flooded his phone with notifications. He saw that dostic netizens already knew about his actions on Twitter and had started discussing them. Zhang Beixing was sowhat surprised. He imdiately logged into his Douyin account and posted an update:
"Hold on, let the bullets fly for a while longer!"
Once this ssage was out, public opinion in the country imdiately intensified.
Those who knew Zhang Beixing well were clear that he was about to stir up trouble.
Was mocking Black Ghosts just the beginning?
Everyone was astonished and uncertain. They grew even more curious about what Zhang Beixing would do next. So people even used VPNs to access foreign websites, following Zhang Beixing's account and deciding to track his updates in real ti.
For a ti, Zhang Beixing had stirred up the internet both dostically and internationally. His popularity exploded.
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With this surge in popularity, Zhang Beixing's Twitter follower count skyrocketed. In a short while, it went from an initial zero followers up to 500K .
Such insane speed and magnitude of follower growth made many foreign bloggers green with envy, almost to the point of grinding their teeth. Many of them had painstakingly operated their accounts for years, posting frequently every day and striving for innovation, yet their current follower counts were only around this level, so even lower than Zhang Beixing's.
Envious! Jealous! But they were helpless.
This traffic miracle Zhang Beixing created was by standing against Black Ghosts globally, openly provoking them!
Zhang Beixing was powerful, had a profound background, and resided in Great Xia. Even if he offended Black Ghosts worldwide, Zhang Beixing had the confidence and didn't need to fear.
But they couldn't!
They lacked strength, had no influential background, and Black Ghosts were commonly seen in their neighborhoods. If they dared to imitate him, the mont they posted sothing similar, their doors would be knocked on. Upon opening, two or three Black Ghosts would be standing there, guns ready to go RAT-A-TAT-TAT. They would be dead beyond a doubt.
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"Oh, God! This Zhang, how can he be so bold as to post such tweets? Isn't he afraid of dying?"
"Reading the comnts, I can already feel the rage of those Black Ghosts. No wonder those Great Xia people alerted us beforehand, asking us to send protection! If we didn't protect them, they'd probably be shot dead by gangs or angry Black Ghosts the mont they stepped out of the airport!"
"If I rember correctly, he was involved in that case we handled in the Tai Luo Kingdom, right? Back then, he apparently killed about forty people and critically injured more than ten. And now today, he's stirred up this kind of trouble again! Zhou, are all you Great Xia people this bold?"
"Yeah, openly stirring up and mocking Black Ghosts—sothing even the KKK wouldn't dare to do! Zhou, in your Great Xia terms, that's... 'aweso,' right? Yeah, 'aweso'!"
"Aweso? Don't be ridiculous! Can that really be considered 'aweso'? It's just talk. I could do that too! If he's really so capable, he should take on those Black Ghosts alone without asking for our help. Now *that* would be truly impressive!"
"You're right. In my opinion, this Great Xia person is just playing with fire and courting death. It won't be long before he regrets what he said today!"
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On the way to the airport, the Interpol officers who had rushed to pick up and protect Zhang Beixing and his classmates also saw the content on Twitter. They couldn't help but discuss it among themselves.
One of them noticed that Zhou Zhenghua, who was also from Great Xia, had remained silent the entire ti. Out of curiosity, this officer asked, "Zhou, what do you think about this? I've noticed you haven't said a word this whole way."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhenghua's mouth twitched slightly, and he was montarily at a loss for words.
Speak up? What could he say? Comnd what Zhang Beixing did? Wouldn't that be supporting Zhang Beixing's racist actions? If soone with ulterior motives heard him and reported it, in this current age of political correctness, he'd surely be given a hard ti and forced to write a self-criticism. But if he said Zhang Beixing did wrong... no matter what, Zhang Beixing was his fellow countryman. How could he side against his own? No matter how he answered, it would be wrong.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore," Zhou Zhenghua said, changing the subject. "We should hurry over to pick them up. Any later, and I reckon they'll be getting impatient!"
Since it was a difficult question to answer, he simply didn't. Seeing this, the others sensed his evasiveness and let out a collective sigh of disappointnt, clearly finding it a letdown.
However, they didn't press him further on the matter. They just quickened their pace a little.
Before long, following Zhou Zhenghua, they arrived inside the airport.
Almost instantly upon entering, Zhou Zhenghua and the others spotted Zhang Beixing and his group. It wasn't because their eyesight was exceptionally good, but because the area around Zhang Beixing and his group was currently far too bustling.
Not only had people from the Great Xia embassy co to pick them up, but also the Ancient Ro police, who had received orders shortly before and rushed over. Counting themselves, the newly arrived Interpol officers, this small class tour group had actually caused such a commotion, drawing three different parties to gather here.
This level of pomp and circumstance was truly maxed out.
"See? I didn't lie to you, did I? There really are three different groups here to protect you."
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