3659 Killing innocent people indiscriminately

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2133Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
Yi Pei whispered a few words in the ears of his close associates, and then he turned around and disembarked from the team and left the team!

The fast horse ran south along the river embankment, and for some reason suddenly alerted the villagers hiding on the north side of the river embankment. These ignorant and timid people had long been scolded by the local government officials into fear.

Coupled with the day and night ice-breaking work, many people fell asleep while lying on the ground.

The sudden sound of horse hooves woke up the sleepy villagers. Some nervous people opened their eyes and shouted, "I didn't peek, I didn't peek... don't kill me..."

It's like sleepwalking or simply a fake corpse. The villagers wearing tattered cotton-padded jackets turned around and ran away shouting with the same sound as the screams of ghosts!

If there is one, there will be another one. These villagers were already frightened out of their wits, but now they are in chaos like a camp bombing!

Before the officials could react, Yi Pei's trusted guard on the river bank picked up the hunting bow on horseback without saying a word. He bent the bow with an arrow and made a low trembling sound.

Whoosh... a black light flew towards the back of the sleeping villager!

Phew...the blood-stained arrow came out directly from the heart!

The Sandman disappeared all of a sudden. What the villagers who woke up saw was indeed the bloody arrow coming out of their hearts. He wanted to open his mouth and scream but all he spit out was blood.

"Whoever dares to make a loud noise will be killed without mercy!" The guard on horseback put away his hunting bow and continued to urge his horse forward.

It was only then that the government officials who maintained order woke up. This group of people usually bullied the people, but when they really encountered the Ouchi guards, they were scared to death.

The whip whipped up immediately, "Damn you bitches, I told you not to make a sound, you are all dead!"

"Kneel down... everyone lie on the ground, no one is allowed to make a sound! Don't you want to live anymore?"

"You still dare to cry? Even your own father is dead and you have to endure it! Don't your whole family want to live?"

Even after being whipped and beaten, the common people who broke the ice were so frightened that they lay motionless on the ground. Even the family members of the deceased had to hold back their tears and did not dare to cry out loud.

Everything was just an episode. The nobles on the fleet had no idea what was going on. Zai Chun had been in meetings and Yi Pei had been watching the scenery by the river.

Weng Tonghe is writing up the troubles, and Qing Sanye is calculating the accounts... Everyone is busy with their own things, and no one pays more attention to the world on the other side of the river embankment!

Thousands of people gather on a river embankment! There is you on the other side of the river embankment, and I am on the other side of the river embankment. The distinction between high and low is as clear as a knife.

After all, the Manchu Qing Dynasty had ruled this country for more than two hundred years. They definitely didn't have the ability to engage in modern industry, but they had a whole range of abilities to kill, set fire to, and smash black bricks.

That night, a serious shooting occurred in the Northern Industrial Zone!

Emperor Tongzhi Zaichun only stayed in the Special Administrative Region for four hours. The highlight of these four hours was of course the face-to-face confrontation between the radical workers and the emperor.

Foreman Xin Jian seemed to have become a hero at this moment. In the second meat shop where they usually gathered, this hero was warmly welcomed by everyone in the room. In a short time, he was fed a pound of lotus white.

People flock together, and people with different personalities have their own base camp. Those workers who get off work honestly go home to find their wives and children for dinner and rest after work, while those who love reading and reading newspapers on weekdays have radical ideas. The workers are accustomed to gathering in the second meat shop after get off work.

The food is affordable and tastes good. You can have a plate of pork head, peanuts, spiced broad beans and so on, and you can drink it. After that, you can have a plate of steamed buns and sedan chairs.

The food and wine are average, such as Erguotou and Lotus Bai, but the advantage is that they are cheap. You can eat and drink well for less than three cents and five cents per meal!

This is the base camp of radical workers. They come here not only to fill their stomachs, but more importantly, to use this time to exchange ideas.

Every day, newspapers published in Ryukyu are explained by literate workers, and Xin Jian and other benefactors volunteer to hold literacy classes for other workers.

People can’t understand the various decrees of the head of state, but they can communicate more! How to turn official Chinese into vernacular that everyone can understand depends on the skills of these ordinary workers.

This was a group of very open-minded workers. In the eyes of the Manchus, they were very dangerous radicals. These people had even studied the Journey to the West, and by extension studied the history and political systems of various countries.

People like Xin Jian have long classified the political system of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties into the dregs of history, and they will be overthrown sooner or later! In their minds, the only thing that can save China in the future is the political system of the head of state.

This kind of people are not only radical, but they treat the emperors, generals and ministers like dirt. Even if Emperor Tongzhi is standing in front of them, they don't have the slightest respect!

Foreman Xin Jian's performance today made these radical workers extremely excited. After get off work, everyone gathered at the Ershi Shop and ordered good wine and food that they would usually be reluctant to eat.

"Let us toast Xin Jian together! You have the guts!"

"You have the talent! You have the talent! You have the talent!" People shouted slogans in unison, pushing the atmosphere to the extreme!

"It's so enjoyable. Didn't you look at Weng Tonghe's face? He's so angry that he's as angry as pig liver!"

"In the end, the dog emperor was forced to apologize, so he just had to issue an imperial edict to blame himself! Hahaha..."

"Don't even think about what kind of place this is? This is a special zone with extraterritorial jurisdiction. The laws of the Qing Dynasty cannot control us!"

"Drink, cheers!"

Xin Jian had already poured a pound and a half of white wine, and was now shaky and unsteady. He raised his cup and puffed out the smell of alcohol and shouted, "Workmates...brothers...brothers...let us do...for... A toast to the Führer!”

"Without the head of state, we wouldn't be as proud as we are today! If you want... if you want to repay your kindness, give the Chinese more... more... more steel..."

"That's right! Make more steel, produce more cannons, and arm a million-strong army! Overthrow this dark world, long live the Chinese!"

The atmosphere was so intense that Xin Jian felt his head was dizzy. He shook his head and walked to the back door. He had to let some water go.

The co-workers in the same class as him didn't drink too much, so when they looked uneasy, they quickly followed him out to drink some water together!

"You...you don't have to hold me up, I'm not drunk! You...look, I can still walk in a straight line...hehehehe..."

The two of them wandered to the back alley of the second meat shop and headed towards the toilet, but before they reached it, they couldn't hold it in any longer. The drunkard didn't care about the quality or lack of quality, so he leaned against the wall and started to drink.

But no one expected that a shadow slowly approached in the dark back alley, and a gun with a metallic luster was aimed at the drunk Xin Jian.

The hand holding the crossbow was very steady. It looked like an experienced hand aimed at the target and pulled the trigger without any mercy.

With a muffled sound, the crossbow shot like lightning and went straight to his heart.