Chapter 599 The mayor
Anna brought two bowls of big noodles covered with a thick layer of mutton, and the smell of the room was full of oil, which made people drool.
"This is specially for you …" Anna said to Xiao Zhou that people here come from the north and south of China to cater to the tastes of guests from all over the world. The restaurant has bread, pies, noodles, rice and so on. Xiao Zhou and Lao Mao are southerners. If they want a bowl of plain noodles, Anna added a layer of mutton to their bowl independently.
"You are afraid that the boss will pay for it …" Xiao Zhou said with a smile.
"It’s nice of me to treat you to dinner …" Anna said when she was busy for a while.
"Your boss has someone like this. He can make a lot of money if he doesn’t go to farm …" Lao Mao said with a smile.
"The boss left this place to me to manage his own enclosure for farming," Anna said in blunt Chinese. "You China people have an unusual desire for land! “
"That’s true," Lao Mao nodded profoundly. This time, so many people suddenly flocked to the Far East and did say this.
But the government management is not in place, and the enclosure movement like this is very chaotic without supervision, which can easily lead to fighting.
While eating at this time, a crisp gun came from outside, and the window pane rattled. A diner across the street shivered and accidentally brushed the spoon’s face white.
"Can we have a peace of mind?" Xiao Zhou cried in despair.
"The sky is falling, and I will eat this bowl of noodles …" Lao Mao said with a lingering sound.
A man came in from the outside and said, "A militia diagonally in front of the bakery killed a 13-year-old boy who stole buns …"
Lao Mao ate noodles quickly, drank the soup in the bowl, patted his belly and said, "Let’s go out and have a look."
There was a pool of blood on the street, and there was a corpse in rags lying on the side of the road. When it was rolled up, it had blond hair, which made people know that it was hair. He was lying with his face buried in his coat collar, but he couldn’t see his face clearly. However, judging from his slender figure, his hands and limbs, he knew that he was young because he was older. He couldn’t see adult hair here. Once found, he would be arrested as a Red Army guerrilla or killed on the spot.
On the outskirts of every town, some displaced little hairs have become little beggars.
People hurried by, surprisingly, and no one was watching. Maybe it was because they killed a hair. It’s nothing here. Anyway, everyone is used to probation.
When the boss of Baopu saw Xiao Zhou and Lao Mao coming over, he hurriedly said, "I didn’t fight people. Although these little rabbits deserve to die and I also killed him with one shot, it wasn’t my gun … Since it wasn’t my gun, I shouldn’t be responsible for the disposal of the body … wouldn’t you say so, two officers …"
This guy, he’s not afraid to take responsibility for murder, but he’s afraid of the little effort and effort to clean up the body
"Who shot people and where did they go?" Chou asked with a frown
"Just past" said the boss of the shop, pointing to the front. "More than a dozen people are following a big boss with a lame leg. Don’t look at his lame leg, but he is also carrying a gun. And here …" The boss of the shop patted his chest and said, "He’s a senior gunman with two guns and four stars. I guess he’s an injured veteran who came back from Europe …"
"You’re just a junior gunman with two guns and two stars. You must have just joined the army soon. It’s better to leave it alone." The boss of the shop kindly persuaded, "Those who have been to Europe are generally the Gun King Group even if they are injured and discharged. Even if they are not employed by the Gun King Group, they are also rich and powerful people. They have already been Amitabha Buddha without provocation. Who dares to bother them … Besides, they just killed a thief …"
"Thieves are human beings, how can they be killed if they are killed … now that they have been discharged from the army, they can’t hold guns unless they are organized militia." Lao Mao said angrily, "Let’s go find them to judge." He took Xiao Zhou and left.
BaoPu boss cried "two soldiers eldest brother this body you no matter? How can this work? "
"We are the army and not the urban management?"
Just then, "Bang" sounded in front of me, and Lao Mao cried, "Listen to this. Do they want to wash away all the way? Is this too embarrassing? "
"Come on, let’s run over and see which way the fairy didn’t take my old hair seriously …"
"You’re not a chengguan. What do you want to hurt if you’re not from China? You can’t stand them …" Xiao Zhoukou said that, but his feet kept following.
At the intersection in front of the street, a fat man raised a Mao Se rifle. Far in front of him lay a middle-aged man with a yellow face and dark hair, who was born in large numbers and had terrible convulsions.
There are more than a dozen knights across from the fat man, all of whom have guns behind them. That is the senior gunman with the badge of "two guns and four stars". The cold eyes of the rifle across the saddle are tightly fixed on the fat man.
Fat forehead braved the sweat, rifle and hand raised their heads for fear that the "two guns and four stars" senior gunmen would fire bullets at him.
Pang Gao said, "Brothers, I am a militia. The man I shot and killed was a Korean. He was not from China. I came here to enclosure, but he was a Korean. Why? Are Koreans from China? Oh,no. Why would he rob me of land? Guys, are you right? Should he die? "
"Damn …" Passers-by said, "I’m tired of fighting for land with us …"
The senior gunman suddenly relaxed, and he also supported the killing of this Korean.
"Even if someone is a Korean, you shouldn’t kill people casually!" Lao Mao pushed the crowd past. "If there is a dispute, the government should come forward to investigate and judge who is right and who has to deal with it when necessary …" Lao Mao said, "Instead of shooting people by yourself …"
Fat faltered and said, "Everyone does …"
Lao Mao stared at the rifleman again and asked, "You are the same, even if you are a gunman, you can’t kill Koo indiscriminately …"
"In my eyes, none of Mao here is a koo," said the gunman, staring at Lao Mao coldly. He didn’t give him more face because he was an active sergeant, because he was a senior gunman and Lao Mao wasn’t even a rookie gunman.
"That’s your opinion and it’s wrong …" Lao Mao argued reasonably. "Who are you and what’s your name? I think you should go to the local government office and say …"
"What kind of government is there here? Are these people sneaking over to gather here? No one has dealt with the dead bodies in the streets yet?"
"My name is Zhao, the new mayor of this town …" The senior gunman suddenly said, "After that, I will be in charge of this town and its surrounding security. You regular troops have regular troops, so just leave it to us …"
"Fat, if you kill a Korean and this Korean really argues with you, then he will die and you are not guilty; But if you kill a China person, I swear I will send you to prison … "
"Definitely a Korean … I can prove it!" Fat gun said in one breath
Lao Mao was pulled out by Xiao Zhou. Lao Mao said, "What are you doing? I still have something to say to the mayor Zhao."
"Does Mayor Zhao look like a reasoner?" Xiao Zhou said, "I think he’s like a burning fire. It’s hard to suppress the murderous look that erupted in his heart without killing a few people. If you hit him in front of him, he would really shoot me. You regret it. No, he’s a senior gunman, two levels higher than me … Maybe no one in this town can resist him." To be continued.
Chapter 6 Nothing is justified
Xiao Zhou dragged Lao Mao away and didn’t want him to hit the lame mayor Zhao’s gun. "These old gunmen haven’t fought for a long time, and they are very angry. It’s dangerous for you to contradict them like this!"
"Danger? Will he still shoot me? " Lao Hangmao said otherwise, "I am an active sergeant. Who dares to eat this leopard …"
Lao Mao is sometimes stubborn and annoying. His family and friend Xiao Zhou feel the need to wake up. He thinks he has offended the gunmen again.
Xiao Zhou had the same idea as Lao Mao before, but it has changed recently. Only after he became a real gunman himself did he feel that the energy of the gunman group was so huge that it was unimaginable.
"Mao, what do you think others dare not do to you, an active sergeant?" Chou asked persuasively.
Lao Mao said, "Of course, because I am a soldier of the China Defense Forces, I have the army and national laws to protect my Kili …"
"If the Beiyang warlord government controls the country, can your profit be guaranteed?" Xiao Zhou asked
Lao Mao has heard some clues from Xiao Zhou’s words and asked, "Xiao Zhou, you and I are friends. What do you have to say? Just say it."
Xiao Zhou said, "No one in Lao Mao Institute dares to attack you, although it is because of our powerful army and country, but sometimes the army and country may not guarantee us all our status today. It is because of the gunmen in our army, especially the 150 thousand gunmen who came back from Europe …"
"You have seen his ability. What do you think?" Xiao Zhou asked
"He faced the enemy’s more than 50 cavalry and resolutely launched a charge. With this courage, he was also compared with the ancient Yunchang and Zhao Longke. Moreover, he also wiped out the enemy with one gun and was calm and cold … Before that, I couldn’t believe that there were such soldiers in this world …" Lao Mao said sincerely, and he thought about the day carefully again and seemed to realize something.
"I’m a junior gunner, but I actually slaughtered a village with a rifle that day. It’s not an ordinary village, but a village with more than 100 Red Army guerrillas … It seems crazy, but it’s definitely not just crazy. This is because I’m also a gunman … A gunman should do this … There is honor, responsibility, loyalty and confidence in it …" Xiao Zhou suddenly looked into the distance and emitted a shining light and said, "There are at least 100,000 senior gunmen like Lao, and there are sharpshooters in front of them. Zhang Yiping, the King of Straight Guns … This is a huge group, and it keeps expanding several times every day. Many bloody men are competing to join … including me … I have never been so eager to become a member of China … to become a senior gunman and sharpshooter. "
"It is such a huge regiment that the country and the army can guarantee us … but now you challenge such a regiment for you …"
Lao Mao stayed for a while after listening to this, and then laughed and said wryly, "Maybe I was born with revolutionary blood … No matter how powerful this regiment is, I will criticize and correct it if it is wrong and not in the interests of the people …"
"Old Mao deserves to be old Mao … Never forget criticism and revolutionary struggle!" A group of cavalry came from the opposite side, and a lieutenant rode on his back and heard Lao Mao’s words from a distance.
Lao Mao and Xiao Zhou followed the past. Xiao Zhou didn’t know the centaur, but Lao Mao was happy. He said to Xiao Zhou, "I’m afraid this person in front of Xiao Zhou is from Zhang Yiping. If I want to see him, I can tell him some of my suggestions. I hope he can adopt them … This is great …"
"He seems to have a good impression on you. Are you sure he is Zhang Yiping? Commander Zhang Yiping, Supreme Commander of the National Defence Force? No one has the same name, right? " Xiao Zhou said suspiciously
"It should be him!" Lao Mao suddenly gave himself great confidence. Here Zhang Yiping has waved to them, and Lao Mao walked over with Xiao Zhou.
Zhang Yiping riding see Chou heavy appearance is also very surprised to see an old hair suddenly exclaimed, "there won’t be any coincidence? You two know each other here? "
"Yes, yes, commander-in-chief, this is my friend Xiao Zhou. He is a correspondent or a junior gunman, but he already has the ability of an intermediate gunman. Some time ago, he took out a Soviet Red Army guerrilla stronghold and destroyed more than 100 guerrillas. This alone has been promoted to an intermediate gunman," Lao Mao said
"Just call me Lao Zhang." Zhang Yiping didn’t deny the identity of commander in chief. "You call you Lao Mao, just call me Lao Zhang and this little Zhou. We deserve a drink tonight …"
"Xiao Zhou, it’s amazing that you are still a gunman …" Zhang Yiping said with surprise, "Only when there is a battlefield can you experience the subtlety of marksmanship. It seems that Comrade Xiao Zhou already knows the three flavors …"
"I’m not nearly as good as Lao Zhang’s gun king …" Chou said modestly.
"Mao, what about your marksmanship?" Zhang Yiping asked.