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Amir was inspecting the progress of the construction of the granary. Hearing that his son had been beaten to death from serious injuries, he was stunned and casually asked his entourage to ask, which son was beaten? Who is the other party?
In the entire Indian city, there were not many people who could and dared to beat their own sons. Only those with similar backgrounds to him or those who were stronger than him dared to do it, so the beating was just a beating. On the contrary, it didn't matter to him. He knew what his son was and couldn't do anything wrong. Wracking your brain over this shit.
There are a lot of four or five sons, and there are not so many things to pay attention to. Things like tears falling down before they are born do not exist here at all. In other words, only Chinese people who can only have one child will make a fuss when talking about sons. After being beaten, I jumped out in a hurry. In his eyes, this behavior was simply retarded and idiotic.
What is a son? If you want to have a child, it doesn't matter if you give birth to seven or eight more sons. When necessary, a few sons can be sacrificed. The problem is that there is no benefit.
When the news came from his entourage that he had been beaten by a foreigner. According to the description of witnesses at the scene, he should be Chinese, but he had already run away. Amir still didn't have much reaction, so he asked how the injury was, and then Let the entourage go to the police to inquire about the details, continue to inspect the granary, and start to consider the political significance of this matter.
Recently, they and the Chinese are competing for a large fruit forest hundreds of kilometers away. The general's intention is to try to incite anti-China sentiment among the people and win the support of the citizens. It doesn't matter whether they can win the forest or not. The key is to make sure the general Take a tough stance.
The mayor is on the contrary, hoping for a peaceful solution and joint development of the big fruit grove. The current food problem has seriously threatened the survival of Indian City. If the stalemate with the Chinese continues and the gunfire breaks out, can the general withstand it? Even if the general can withstand it, can hundreds of thousands of mouths wait?
Amir was originally the food director of Dard City, but now he is in charge of the logistics department of India City. He is considered to be on the mayor's side. The same goes for the political parties on Earth. Normally, they should support the mayor unconditionally, but in these troubled times, having a gun is king. He had to consider the general's intentions, so he hesitated.
Amir has no time to think about whether his son is dead or alive. He must find a solution that is most suitable for him as soon as possible. The mayor will definitely try his best to suppress this matter. The general will definitely make use of the topic.
After thinking about it, he felt that it was better not to come forward and continue the inspection as if he didn't know anything. In his heart, he didn't really believe that the general could really defeat the Chinese, and he knew better than the mayor. The food in the warehouse is about to run out.
But he didn't expect the intensity of the general's reaction. When his entourage came back for the second time, he didn't bring the details of his son's beating. Instead, the military dispatched a company of troops to surround the foreigners. They wanted to expel all Chinese and track down the murderer. No one would be spared.
Amir couldn't sit still. After all, the mayor was his immediate boss and had the same political ideas as him. He had just sent someone over to discuss it with him. As the parent of the person involved, he had to go to mediate anyway. He couldn't Things got big. If a large number of Chinese are shot in the Indian camp at one go, there is no guarantee that the Chinese on the other side of the Big Fruit Forest will not use this as an excuse to dispatch troops.
When he arrived in a car and hurried to the scene, four bodies were lined up. While his son was being rescued in an ambulance, there were soldiers all around, heavily armed. All foreigners were driven to the center of the field. The citizens on the periphery were filled with indignation and yelled and cursed. Let the Chinese hand over the murderer!
Dozens of men and women were pulled out. When one of the middle-aged men was pulled out by the soldiers, he was still shouting eagerly in English: "I am not Chinese, I am an American!"
Then, he was severely beaten by Indian soldiers.
The representative sent by the general wore clean white gloves on his hands, polished boots on his feet, and gold-rimmed glasses. He glanced coldly at the faces of a group of Chinese people, pointed at the four corpses and said: " Who is the murderer? Come forward!"
A gentle man in a white shirt standing next to him wiped the sweat from his head and immediately translated into Chinese: "Ahem, the Indians said that as long as the murderer is handed over, everyone's safety will be guaranteed!"
"Damn, traitor."
"Is the father Indian?"
"That person has already run away, who do you want us to hand over?"
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The translator's face darkened, he murmured a few Indian dialects to the general's representative, and then said again: "The Indians don't care whether they run away or not. You must hand over five people."
"What do you mean?"
"Why should we take our lives when others kill others?"
"We didn't kill anyone!"
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The Chinese refugees became excited and seemed to be moving forward. The translator was startled, took a few steps back, and shouted: "What do you want to do? Do you want to rebel?"
Boom!
There was a gunshot, and everyone suddenly fell silent.
I saw the general's representative raising his gun in the air, and there seemed to be a wisp of smoke coming out of the gun's muzzle.
Then, the soldiers around them pulled up the bolts of their guns with a clatter, and pointed their black muzzles at everyone on the field.
For a moment, the noisy crowd was as quiet as a chill.
The Indians really want to shoot!
The representative of the general put his pistol back into his holster, clapped his hands, took off his gloves, pointed at a few Chinese people at random, and said: "Take them away!"
At this moment, those whose names were called all looked ashen.
The Indian soldiers immediately came up to fetch them. The timid ones were so scared that their legs became weak and paralyzed. Everyone knew that these five people would never come back and would definitely die.
At this time, a sentence seemed to come from mid-air that made everyone stunned:
"I killed the person!"
Then, a line of fire appeared from the direction of the earthen wall, falling on the square like a meteor in an instant, with the flames trailing behind it like the tail of a comet.
Others were still shocked by Chu Yunsheng's aura of flying into the air and walking on fire. The few Chinese who were caught saw the face of the person clearly, and they immediately struggled and said to the soldier who was holding them: "It's him. He was the one who killed you, it was him, not me!"
The representative of the general seemed to react quickly without much surprise. He frowned and said, "Did you kill him?"
Chu Yunsheng spoke English, so he didn't use a translator.
Chu Yunsheng stepped forward with the iron rod, pushed away the guns and said: "Yes, I killed them. You know better than me whether these scum should be killed. Since I dare to come back, I am not afraid of a few of your guns." , naturally I have something to discuss with you."
If it can be solved simply, solve it simply. The most important thing at the moment is to find Asher Butney and others.
But Chu Yunsheng didn't know the complexity behind this matter. From his point of view, it was just a matter of executing a few rapists who should have been executed. He just used the flying fire step specially. Indians are not fools and they know which is heavier and which is lighter. Even if they want to take action, they have to wait until they can't reach an agreement before taking action.
Who knew that this Indian officer would not give in and said toughly: "Even if Indians commit crimes, they will be judged by our own laws. It is not your foreigners' turn to dictate."
Chu Yunsheng frowned and said, "What do you mean? Do you want me to pay for it with my life?"
The Indian officer pointed arrogantly at the captured Chinese and said: "I can see that you have some skills, but we must give an explanation to the citizens. You killed four Indians and seriously injured one. Five Indians must be killed." A Chinese has paid the price for this, and you, we don’t want your life for the time being, but how to deal with it is ultimately decided by the general, again during this period. You will be restricted in freedom, obey...waiting to pass——"
Chu Yunsheng looked at him as if he were a fool and said, "Do you think I will be here to deal with you when I come back?"
The Indian officer said expressionlessly: "If you don't come back, we will punish more Chinese people, and we will catch you one day."
Although Chu Yunsheng was a little speechless, he still decided to speak carefully and save as much as possible without wasting his combat power. He then said: "I'm here to discuss cooperation with you. You will also benefit. You don't think that just because of your strength How can you kill me with just a few guns?"
The Indian officer sneered and said: "Although you seem to be capable, we have a division of troops here. Do you think you can fight against us?"
He paused. As if to make Chu Yunsheng give up, he continued: "I have heard of people like you, but you must have also heard of the Night Cavalry. They have an agreement with our Indian city, so even if you escape to the desert, the same goes for us. I can catch you and accept legal punishment."
Have an agreement with you?
Chu Yunsheng was stunned, what are Ashley and Butney doing? How come you even signed the agreement?
Seeing Chu Yunsheng in a daze, the Indian officer probably thought that Chu Yunsheng had kicked the iron plate and was regretting it!
Is it arrogant to have some special abilities? Why does the general dare to challenge the Chinese? It's not the strength of a division, but the support of the night cavalry, which is invincible and makes even pig-headed men fearful!
The mayor was not aware of this matter, and it involved a dispute during India's colonial period. Although the general's family was born as a Kshatriya, at that time, they could only serve nobles from the British Empire. Over the centuries, they became involved with them. He served a great nobleman and formed a deep friendship and interest relationship, which has been maintained until modern times.
As the general's confidant, he naturally knows many things.
After arriving in the new world, the general was in trouble for a while and was killed by a pig-headed man. If this great nobleman hadn't appeared with the night cavalry and helped the general for the sake of past friendship, where would there be in India City now? So stable?
Now, the great nobleman has secretly asked the general to actively seize power and take full control of the entire Indian city as soon as possible. The general then used the conflict in the big fruit forest to incite public sentiment, establish the prestige of the hardliners, gain the support of the citizens, and gradually squeeze the mayor. power and living space.
In today's incident, the general didn't care at all who died, even if he was a descendant of Kshatriya. Instead, he was very happy. As long as it was handled well, he would seek justice for the upper castes and vent his emotions for the common people. The mayor's prestige plummeted, while the general's authority among high-caste and low-caste people has been flat ever since.
As for the untouchables, who cares what they think? As long as the great noble is satisfied.
Of course, he would not tell the Chinese the name of the great nobleman, as it must be kept secret, but he would probably scare the Chinese to death if he told him. That was Prince Dill!
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Second update today
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