Chapter 48 I am different from you, I rely on my brain

Style: Historical Author: Don’t eat chopped green onionWords: 2769Update Time: 24/01/18 09:18:47
Casino, Chen Zhengwei's office, Chen Zhenghu and others threw several packages on the table.

When he opened the package, he saw a pile of pistols inside.

Next to it were several rifles wrapped in packages.

"Colt single-action revolver?" Chen Zhengwei picked up a pistol and played with it. This kind of gun is mainly supplied to the army, but it is also very common in the west.

This gun also has a name, called Peacemaker.

If there is a conflict between two people, as long as one or both parties pull out this pistol, either both parties will become calm, or they will be "calm" after a gun battle.

There are only two types of pistols brought back this time, three Colt single-action revolvers, and five Wesson Type III pistols, which are the stick-type revolvers that Chen Zhengwei has the most.

In addition, there are two Winchester 1873 rifles and a Henry M1860 that Chen Zhengwei has never seen.

However, this gun was not produced in 1860, but was finalized in 1860. It has been continuously modified later. Now it is not using Henry rim powder bullets, but .44 Winchester bullets.

This gun can hold 16 rounds of ammunition, which is completely crushing for single-shot rifles at the time.

During the Civil War that had just ended for more than ten years, northern generals complained that those southerners loaded their guns with bullets on the weekend and could fight for a week. This was the gun they were talking about.

There was also an old antique inside, a Colt 1858 revolver, which was an old-fashioned revolver filled with gunpowder. Chen Zhengwei took one look at it and threw it aside.

"That's it?" Chen Zhengwei curled his lips. Nowadays, firearms are sold in sporting goods stores and grocery stores, and there is not much inventory.

Fortunately, there were a lot of bullets, including more than a thousand pistol bullets and hundreds of rifle bullets.

Throwing the guns sent by the three gunmen in the morning on the table, plus those on Chen Zhenghu and Rong Jiacai, Chen Zhengwei now had a total of sixteen revolvers and three rifles in his hands.

Including the three guns in the system space, there are twenty-two in total.

"Arrange some reliable manpower to distribute these guns and get familiar with them all!" Chen Zhengwei ordered.

Then a group of people came to receive guns, and each one of them excitedly gestured with the gun.

"Be careful! Especially when loading bullets, if someone accidentally fires and hits one of our own, I can't spare him!" Chen Zhengwei warned.

Especially the revolver does not have a safety. When loading the bullet, you need to hold the hammer and pull the trigger to reset the hammer to avoid misfire.

Not long after, someone came over and said, "Brother Wei, a batch of copper buttons entered Chinatown and wiped out the casino and opium den in Ansongtang!"

When Chen Zhengwei heard this, he showed a gloating smile.

“Those copper buttons finally did something!”

"Come on, follow me and watch the fun! Put all the guns in the casino, don't let anyone get caught!"

On the one hand, it was to watch the excitement, on the other hand, it was to take this opportunity to recognize the faces of Ansongtang, and to let his subordinates recognize the leading figures of Ansongtang. On the other hand, it was also to see what kind of person the copper button was in charge of this area.

After all, when doing business in Chinatown, you will inevitably have to deal with them in the future.

The man in the casino immediately followed Chen Zhengwei to the street. More than 20 people came to Jackson Street in a mighty manner, and saw a lot of people gathered at the intersection of Tavern Street.

"Get the hell out of your way!" Chen Zhengwei pushed a few people away and squeezed past.

Then I saw a lot of people standing in the middle of Tavern Street. On one side of them stood a few copper buttons wearing blue uniforms, only five in total.

On the other side, there were thirty or forty people from Ansongtang who were glaring angrily.

There were also many people squatting in the corner, all guests from casinos and opium dens.

At this time, the leader of Ansongtang is not here, and there are two people taking the lead. One is the fat guy Li, and the other is Niu Wei, who is about the same height as Chen Zhengwei. He is muscular and is the red stick of Ansongtang.

At this time, Michael, the captain of the Investigation Bureau, was saying something with a cold face.

"Fuck, they took our money and destroyed our place. These ghost guys are really bastards!" Li, the fat man, cursed in a low voice, and then asked for a translator:

"What is this ghost talking about?"

"He said he asked us to hand over the criminals...or he would arrest us!" A young man next to him said after listening carefully for a long time.

"What criminal?" Fatty Li looked surprised. You must know that even if someone commits a crime in Chinatown, it is not the turn of these copper buttons to deal with it.

"It seems that they robbed a sports goods store and beat people to death. Those people were wearing our Ansongtang clothes!" The young man whispered. Although he could understand English, he still had some difficulty.

"Fuck! Ask, which bastard did this?" Fat guy Li didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, but then he looked up and saw Chen Zhengwei coming with more than 20 people in a swagger.

"What are you doing in our territory?" Fatty Li suddenly asked with a bad look.

"Of course you are here to watch the fun! Can't you tell? I said you were stupid before, but now it seems that you are not only stupid, but you are also blind!" Chen Zhengwei looked sarcastic.

The person behind Chen Zhengwei also showed a sarcastic smile.

Fatty Li's face was gloomy: "It's none of your business here! You'd better leave now."

"Who is this bastard, so arrogant?" Niu Wei asked loudly from the side.

"They are the people who robbed Heshuntang's territory!" Fatty Li explained.

"Who did I think it was!" Niu Wei suddenly sneered: "You disappeared in front of my eyes. I can pretend I didn't see you. There are countless young people like you in Chinatown every year. Maybe they will be dead on the streets in a few days." .”

"Are you scaring me? Why don't you ask the people next to you if they have any opinions!" Chen Zhengwei glanced at Niu Wei and Fat Guy Li coldly, then sneered, opened the system panel, and added those few skill points to English.

Suddenly a large number of English vocabulary and sentence usages poured into Chen Zhengwei's mind.

"SIR, they don't understand English. Do you want help?" Chen Zhengwei asked Michael with a smile on his side.

Michael was originally sizing up the two sides who were at war with each other, but he suddenly brightened up after hearing this.

Chen Zhengwei's English is fluent and standard.

"Who are you?" Michael asked first.

"I am a good citizen of San Francisco who is passing by! SIR, my store is not far away. You are welcome to visit me!"

"Tell them to hand over the murderers this afternoon. There are seven of them in total, all wearing Ansongtang's clothes. If they don't hand over the murderers, I will take them all back!" Michael pointed at Fatty Li and the others.

"He asked you to hand over the murderer..." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile, but he didn't do any tricks.

Fatty Li suddenly yelled angrily: "You came here at this time, you must have led someone to do it! You framed it for us!"

"Fat Li, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense! We all wear different clothes, how can we frame you?" Chen Zhengwei sneered, and then said to Michael: "He said they didn't do it!"

Then he rolled his eyes and encouraged:

"SIR, if it were me, I wouldn't admit it! If you arrest their leader first, and then ask them to trade for the murderer, they will definitely hand him over. Even if they didn't do it, they will I’ll work hard to help you catch people!”

Michael was a little tempted by this proposal, and he had this idea when he came.

They don't understand the language with these Chinese people, so it's very difficult for them to communicate.

It is almost impossible to investigate the case in Chinatown. We can only rely on the forces in Chinatown to find the murderer.

But the young man next to him who knew some English understood better and said angrily: "SIR, don't listen to his nonsense!"

Michael really didn't want to listen to the young man's poor English with a strong accent. He glanced at Chen Zhengwei and asked, "Do you have a grudge against them?"

"No. These people do all kinds of evil in Chinatown, and many people hate them. And this is a good way! Isn't it?" Chen Zhengwei shrugged and smiled.

"Of course, I'm just a suggestion!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Zhengwei turned around and walked to his men: "Have you seen those two people clearly? Find a chance to kill them next time!"

The voice was undisguised, and both Fat Guy Li and Niu Wei could hear it clearly.

Niu Wei suddenly became furious and cursed: "You bastard, I will prevent you from walking out of this street today!"

As he said that, he led people to rush forward.

boom!

Seeing that the scene was about to become chaotic, Michael fired a shot in the air, and then put the gun on Niu Wei's head: "Are you the leader? I suspect you are related to this afternoon's murder, take him back to me !”

Chen Zhengwei watched from a distance and said with a smile to the horse beside him: "Look, this is what happens if you don't know the local language!"

"So I've always told you, you have to use your brain when doing things! If you don't have a brain, you're just like him!"

"Brother Wei, you speak so well of Gui Lao!" Chen Zhenghu and others were quite surprised.

"So I am the boss because I rely on my brain and am always learning!"