Chapter 276

I wonder what Master Er is thinking right now. But Master Dong, standing on the rooftop and looking down at the crowd surging by like a tide, felt his heart skip a beat. There were old men, children, women, disabled people leaning on crutches, and even people in hospital gowns holding IV drip bottles. At a glance, they were all vulnerable groups. The last time Master Dong experienced such a scene was in 1942, back when the people of Kowloon mobilized in exactly this way to drive out the invaders. The only difference was that back then, he had been a vanguard, lifted up by the people and carried through the streets. Now, the person being carried was a young police officer, and he, nearing the age of eighty, had become the target of the people’s denunciation.