Chapter 80 Friends from all countries are inexplicably surprised
Chapter 80 Friends from all countries are inexplicably surprised
Shao Quanzhong glanced at Yang Fang with contempt, "Whose torn pants are not worn tightly and expose you?
Who the hell are you? How dare you threaten Master Shao?"
Yang Fang stroked his mustache and pointed at Shao Quanzhong with his walking stick. "I am Yang Fang, the deputy governor of Shanghai. I am meeting your superior, why don't you salute?"
"Ah, bah! It was you who condoned the foreign riflemen to rob the people of our country?
I don't need to deal with a dog official like you. I will throw you among the people of Tongzhou, and they will cut you into pieces.
In the world, you have to earn your own face.
You are addicted to being a grandson of foreigners. Your ancestors would be so ashamed that they would commit suicide again before seeing the King of Hell. How dare you ask others to salute you? "
Yang Fang could never have imagined that Shao Quanzhong would dare to be so stubborn when his side was clearly in the upper hand.
He waved the walking stick in his hand and shivered for a long time before finally taking a breath.
"Shao, Shao Quanzhong, hello, I hope you can keep your mouth shut."
Shao Quanzhong laughed sarcastically, "With your cowardly look, what can you do to your grandfather Shao? No matter how many people you have, do you dare to shoot in the British Concession and offend your foreign grandfather?"
Shao Quanzhong's scolding of Yang Fang was not reckless.
If Yang Fang dared to kill someone in the concession, he would have killed him long ago when my back was facing him. Why would he have hesitated with me for so long?
Since he doesn't have the courage to offend the British and kill people in the street, he is a coward and I would be doing myself a disservice if I didn't curse him.
Yang Fang calmed himself down and sneered, "I don't want to be enemies with my friends. But you won't get any good results today.
I know that you, Shao the Butcher, are a good shooter, and I also know that your pistol team and you have sixty-six bullets, but do you dare to shoot first?
If you shoot first, our foreign rifle team will be acting in self-defense. If we fight, the British Concession police will arrest you. If we kill you, you deserve it.
You don't dare to shoot, so the two of us start a fight without using guns. Who do you think will win?
When we start fighting later, if any accidental injuries occur to the two beautiful ladies behind you, you can't blame me, Yang, for not being gentle with them. In the end, you will still have to be captured by us.
So, if you are a man, come with us alone and go to the foreign rifle team and let us deal with you.
I, Yang, guarantee with my reputation that I will only deal with you and not your woman, how do you think?"
Wenxiu was worried that Shao Quanzhong was trying to be a hero, so she raised her eyebrows and said, "He's just a fake foreigner, what reputation can he have? Yuting, don't fall for his provocation, you can't go with him!"
"What? You don't dare? Your life is more important, but you can't protect your woman, right?
Are you going to shoot or start a fight? I, the Yama Turtle, will definitely take care of you today."
Rong Hui was behind Shao Quanzhong and never stood out.
When Shao Quanzhong was scolding Yang Fang, she realized that the situation was not good, so she immediately looked around, grabbed a little beggar on the street, and gave him a few words of advice.
The little beggar ran away so fast that no one noticed him.
Rong Huike had lived in the British Concession for several months and had given alms to the little beggar. The little beggar was very willing to help this big sister.
Shao Quanzhong's mind raced as he thought of a countermeasure quickly and made a decision immediately.
Yang Tian laughed loudly, "We don't dare to offend the British, so we can fight in groups. We are not afraid of you!"
He turned around and whispered to his personal soldiers, saying something else, "Pretend to fight with them in a group. When you get close, use the earliest tactics. You all hand me your guns. I guarantee that I can kill 55 of them."
Yang Fang didn't understand weapons. He didn't know that a revolver without a safety these days could only hold five bullets for safety reasons unless it was on the battlefield. He also overestimated the weapon in Shao Quanzhong's hand.
"As soon as I opened fire, the brothers who had lost their guns immediately went to pick up the rifles from their bodies. If there were bullets in their guns, they would shoot. If there were no bullets, they would fight with bayonets.
There are only a dozen of them left. Even if they don't retreat, we won't be afraid of them in a bayonet fight."
He turned around and told his two wives, "When the fight starts, you two should lie down to avoid being injured by possible stray bullets from the enemy."
Rong Hui, Wen Xiu, Zhang Siwen and all the personal soldiers agreed. Shao Quanzhong pinched his wrist and approached the quick-gun team with his personal soldiers with a smile, as if he was going to engage in hand-to-hand combat.
How could he be allowed to go with the foreign rifle team and be bullied? If he fought in a group, he would surely lose, so the only option was to shoot.
Yang Fang was afraid of the British, but Shao Quanzhong was not. He was a big customer of the British company with a value of more than 100,000 silver coins, and he had signed a purchase contract for several hundred thousand silver coins of quick-firing guns.
The British will definitely side with him because of the hundreds of thousands of silver they haven't received yet.
As for the troubles that might come from making such a big mess, Shao Quanzhong didn't even think about it. He often made such big messes, and he was used to it.
Yang Fang waved his hand, and the foreign riflemen under his command shouldered their rifles, jumped twice, and swung their fists left and right, preparing for a group fight to bully the few with their numbers.
Both sides felt that they could win and slowly approached each other, and it seemed that the foreign rifle team was about to splash blood all over the British Concession.
On Shao Quanzhong's side, the enemy reacted and fired back halfway through the shot, or the enemy actually had no bullets loaded, and the final bayonet fight in the plan was likely to result in casualties.
Seeing that the two sides were about to engage in battle, Shao Quanzhong was already ready to reach for his holster.
Suddenly, there was the sound of orderly running, followed by a majestic voice shouting, "Who are you, gathering here to cause trouble?"
Rong Hui thought her father had brought reinforcements from the British Concession's Indian police, but when she turned around, she saw that it was not the case. The Indian police could not have gathered so quickly.
It turned out that there were fifty Qing soldiers coming.
The Qing soldiers wrapped their heads with silk scarves and wore double-breasted jackets with the words "Personal Soldiers" written in large letters on them.
Shao Quanzhong's personal soldiers were very familiar with this outfit. When Shao Quanzhong outsmarted Hou Batian, he specially asked the guerrillas of the Green Camp in Yangzhou to borrow twelve sets of it. They had all worn it.
As for why they didn’t prepare in Hailing… Hailing’s captain didn’t have that many personal soldiers.
The personal soldiers of Shanghai also had Western style, carrying British Enfield rifles, the same equipment as the Huai Army.
With so many personal soldiers, the master must be of extraordinary status. A high-ranking official in the uniform of a second-rank official came over with his hands behind his back.
He glanced majestically at the two sides preparing to fight, snorted, glared at Yang Fang, and threw his sleeves, "Nonsense, who are the foreign rifle team planning to fight in the street?
If we come to the concession to fight, wouldn't it shock our friends in friendly countries and hurt the great dignity of our Celestial Empire?"
Yang Fang didn't care that he wasn't wearing his official uniform. He brushed his sleeves left and right and bowed on one leg, "I pay my respects to Lord Xue."
Shao Quanzhong looked at the other person's hat and heard Yang Fang call him "Sir Xue" and realized that it was Xue Huan, the governor of Jiangsu Province. He immediately tapped his heels and saluted.
"I am Shao Quanzhong, the commander of the Huai Army, and I am here to see you, Your Excellency."
(End of this chapter)