The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 112
"Maitreya came to the world to save all sentient beings, and the white lotus came to the world to turn all people over."

"Realist Jiugong sit down, Immortal Putuo is here, follow me to kill foreigners!"

"Come on!"

……

In the English Concession, the followers of the White Lotus Sect rushed into the concession.

When they saw everything about foreigners, they began to smash, burn, loot, and kill foreigners when they saw them.

The same scene played out everywhere.

Guangzhou is really in chaos.

In the yamen of the Admiral's Mansion in Guangzhou, Nalan Yuanshu is young, but already holds a high position.

Wearing a top and wearing a flower feather, he looked at the sand table with a gloomy expression.

After a while, an officer and soldier rushed in.

"Report—my lord, Nanjiao has fallen, and the White Lotus Sect believers rushed into the church, killed foreigners, and are now attacking the concession!"

"Report—my lord! Huangpu Port has fallen, and a large number of footmen and boatmen have rushed into foreign firms."

"Report—my lord, Huang Feihong led the militia and rushed to the Japanese Concession!"

"Report—my lord, Dongming Port has fallen, and Lord Hu committed suicide and apologized!"

"My lord, a cargo ship in Hong Kong has no customs clearance documents and forcibly entered the port!"

When the emergency announcement came, Nalan Yuanshu's eyelids twitched wildly, and his face was full of anger, surging in his chest.

He slammed the table: "Rebellion! Rebellion, these untouchables, dare to rebel?! Who do they think they are? Are they foreigners?"

He immediately asked: "Did these rioters attack the government?"

"My lord, the White Lotus Sect is still shouting 'Help the Qing and Destroy the Foreigners', and Huang Feihong's militia only attacked the concession, not the government office."

"My lord, the rioters in the American Concession killed Pan Huaixiang, the magistrate of the local county government. The gangsters once shouted 'anti-Qing and Fuming'!"

Nalan Yuanshu's expression changed suddenly, he immediately looked at the officer and shouted, "You said they were shouting against the Qing and Fuming?"

"Yes, my lord."

"What is the origin of this group of people?"

"My lord, I don't know, but I saw that they have Vulcan cannons."

Nalan Yuanshu stood up in an instant, with a solemn expression: "Vulcan cannon? The rebels actually have such a sharp weapon?"

At this time, a Han man dressed as a master stood up and said, "Master Nalan, this band of rebels is probably more dangerous than the rest of the rebels."

Nalan Yuanshu turned his head, looked at the other party, and asked, "What advice does Mr. Zheng have?"

Mr. Zheng said in a deep voice: "My lord, there are chaos and urgency, but there are priorities. In my opinion, this American rebel is the most dangerous and must be killed first."

"The second is the White Lotus Sect, and the last is Huang Feihong's militia."

"How to say?"

"The rebels from America not only attacked foreigners, but also chanted slogans against the imperial court. Their wolfish ambitions are probably not small."

"Whether it's the White Lotus Sect or the militia, they just kill foreigners and don't fight against the imperial court with great fanfare. In this regard, the rebels in America must be eliminated first!"

Nalan Yuanshu couldn't help but nodded slightly: "What Mr. said is the same as I think."

He paced around the admiral's office a few times, thought for a moment, stood still suddenly, and immediately shouted: "Immediately seek help from Fujian and Guangxi, and gather all the troops to rescue the American Concession first, and destroy this group of bandits!"

"Yes, my lord!"

……

"Hahaha, come on, smash this foreign firm!"

"Brothers, bring all the goods from foreigners!"

In Shahe, a group of fierce men rushed into the foreign firm, killing everyone they saw, and constantly looting the goods at the counter.

Suddenly, a disciple of the Shahe Gang secretly stuffed money from the counter into his arms.

This scene was immediately seen by a young man with a mole on the corner of his mouth, and the young man immediately shouted: "Master, this guy is stealing money!"

Hearing this, a burly man at the door turned his head to look at the past.

The young man immediately escorted the disciple who had stolen the money to the side of the big man.

The big man had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a beard on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was cold.

He grabbed the disciple's neck, and without seeing how hard he was, he easily lifted him up.

The disciple's face turned red immediately, he couldn't breathe, and eagerly slapped the big man's arm, the veins on his forehead popped up, and he begged intermittently: "Bel...

The big man smiled coldly: "Forgive me, all the disciples of the Shahe Gang will learn from you in the future, how can I, Yan Zhendong, be the leader of this gang?"

This person was actually Yan Zhendong who fled all the way from Jinmen to Guangzhou!

At first, he was performing arts in Guangzhou. He wanted to save some money to open a martial arts gym, and learn from the model of the strong martial arts club to strengthen his own power.

However, it was later discovered that the Guangzhou government's control is extremely weak, and gangs breed frequently.

He happened to meet Liang Kuan who was bullied by the Shahe gang, and he saved Liang Kuan by practicing kung fu all over his body.

Seeing his superb kung fu, Liang Kuan accepted him and worshiped him.

Yan Zhendong was short of manpower, so he immediately accepted Liang Kuan, and the master and apprentice discussed how to raise money to open the museum.

But at this time, Liang Kuan said that it is better for us to form a gang, which suddenly awakened Yan Zhendong.

He is full of kung fu, why bother to make a living by teaching boxing?Wouldn't it be better to be the boss of the gangster yourself?

It happened that the Shahe gang came to find another place, and he showed off his iron shirt stunt. He killed the leader of the Shahe gang on the spot, gathered this group of people, and became the boss himself.

It's just that most of the members of the Shahe gang are local people, they know each other well and trust each other, and they don't want to listen to him.

Yan Zhendong is also quite skillful, after all, he was the general in the new army, killed a group, set up a group, and recruited some Nanjiao people to check and balance the Shahe people, and soon took control of the entire Shahe gang.

In just a few days, Guangzhou suddenly became chaotic, and a northern hero appeared, stirring up the entire Guangzhou.

Right now there is chaos in Guangzhou, Yan Zhendong saw a good opportunity, and immediately led the disciples of the Shahe Gang to take advantage of the chaos and loot.

This is already the sixth foreign firm he has robbed.

He was a bit reluctant to kill Chinese people, but Yan Zhendong was not relentless when it came to killing foreigners.

But the people under his command are disobedient and dare to hide money privately, then he can't tolerate it.

Bang!
Yan Zhendong threw it casually, and directly smashed the disciple to the ground.

He raised his head and said to Liang Kuan: "Break one of his hands and drive him out."

Liang Kuan immediately put his hips on his hips and sneered, and said to the disciple, "Boy, you're lucky, it's just a broken hand."

He carried the younger brother to the door to carry out the teacher's orders.

The younger brother suddenly knelt down, kowtowed frantically, and begged bitterly: "Brother Liang Kuan, my sister is seriously ill, and she is about to die. I need money to buy medicine for her. I beg you, please forgive me, please forgive me." me."

Liang Kuan frowned, seeing his tears and nose streaming out, he felt pity for a moment.

He looked around and saw that the master in the foreign firm was not paying attention, so he said coldly: "I'll let you go this time, get out!"

The younger brother was overjoyed when he heard the words, kowtowed his head in gratitude, and hurriedly got up to run.

Suddenly Liang Kuan shouted: "Wait!"

The little brother was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he looked at him in a panic.

Liang Kuan took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, stuffed it to him, and said, "Get away, don't let me see you in Shahe from now on."

"Brother Kuan...Brother Kuan..."

"roll!"

……

The whole of Guangzhou has become completely chaotic.

The government can't manage it, and it doesn't have the ability to manage it.

The people are even more in danger, they dare not do business, and hide at home one by one.

The prices of food and vegetables soared, and there were rioters everywhere.

Right now, Guangzhou urgently needs a force to suppress all chaos.

This cannot be done without reinforcements from the Qing court.

The Xingzhong Society has a chance, but the delivery of guns and ammunition is too slow, and they haven't been fully armed yet.

At present, the most likely ones are the Hongmen led by Feng Ji, the White Lotus Sect of Jiugong Zhenren, and the militia led by Huang Feihong.

These three forces are most likely to capture Guangzhou.

However, at this time, the three forces are all rushing to attack the concession.

Whoever can conquer the concession first can win the hearts of the people and win the righteousness of 'expelling the Tartars'.

In the American Concession, all the rich people are frightened at this time.

Most of the wealthy merchants gathered in the Lu family villa.

As the richest family among the four major families, the Lu family should be the leader of all businessmen.

And Lu Jiguang himself is indeed the current chairman of the Guangdong Chamber of Commerce.

At this moment, everyone in Lu's house was making noise anxiously.

"President Lu, those untouchables outside have already rushed to the concession, why don't the people from the government come?"

"President Lu, Vice President Pan, have you notified the foreigners? Tell the foreigners to send guns over here."

"It's over, it's over, it's really a big mess this time. I heard people say that the untouchables outside have killed officials. This is a rebellion."

……

This group of people panicked and anxious, frightened and frightened.

There is no viciousness and coldness in the past when he oppressed the people.

Lu Jiguang's face was gloomy. Looking at the group of people who were in chaos like a duck pond, he slammed the table!
"Oh!"

Suddenly everyone was startled, turned their heads and looked at Lu Jiguang.

Lu Jiguang sneered and scolded: "It's because you are members of the Chamber of Commerce who have seen the storm, a group of untouchables, that scared you like this?"

He pointed at the crowd, and said, "Think about it with your brains, this is a concession, and the only entrance and exit is the avenue of East Street, which is the main road guarded by foreigners. How many guns and cannons are there? Can a group of untouchables break in?"

"A group of idiots, will foreigners really sit back and watch? Needless to say, they will also expel the untouchables."

"What we have to do now is to wait with peace of mind, and call all the people in your hands to guard me strictly against other alleys and passages, so as to prevent untouchables from splitting up and attacking."

As Lu Jiguang continued to curse, everyone finally felt a little relieved.

At this moment, Pan Zhidong said, "Don't be impatient, everyone. Our four major families have already made arrangements. At present, the troops of the Lu family are guarding the east of the concession. square."

"As long as everyone is in the concession, there will be absolutely no danger. I, Pan, can guarantee this with my life."

Next, Wu Bingjian, the head of the Wu family, and Ye Shanglin, the head of the Ye family, also spoke to appease everyone.

They do have confidence, because over the years, the nursing homes, gangs, thugs, and gun teams raised by each family have hundreds of people in total.

The four companies add up to 3000 people.

With so many people and foreigners around, they didn't believe that those untouchables could break into the concession.

……

bang bang bang...

At the entrance of the concession, on Dongdajie Avenue, fierce gunshots continued to be heard.

There was the sound of bullets hitting bricks everywhere, and the walls were riddled with bullet holes.

Everyone in Hongmen was hiding behind the walls of nearby houses, their expressions were rather resentful.

Hong Yihu raised his head, looked at the spacious avenue opposite, and looked left and right. All the shops were closed. On the huge street, there was no cover at all. Even if he wanted to rush up, there was no way.

"Where's the Vulcan cannon?"

Hong Yihu turned his head and roared angrily.

A Hongmen hall master shouted: "There are no shells!"

Hong Yihu was speechless for a moment, and the senior management of Hongmen behind him began to discuss eagerly.

"What should we do now? The foreigners' guns are so fierce, there is no shelter at all on Dongdajie Street, we will die if we rush over."

"Is there another way?"

"The brothers from the Zhenyuan Escort went to look for it, but everyone who came back said that the other roads were guarded by members of the four major families."

"You son of a bitch, help foreigners beat us!"

"Don't talk about it, what should we do now? If we can't enter the concession, everything will be closed."

……

Hong Yihu was also anxious when he heard that, while Wen Biao stared at him suddenly, and exclaimed, "Feng Ji!"

Hearing this, Hong Yihu hurriedly raised his head to look at the street of Dongdajie.

However, amidst the hail of bullets, a burly figure, wearing heavy armor and holding a shield in front of his body, was rushing crazily on the street against the hail of bullets!
This person is Feng Ji!

Hong Yihu's heart was shocked instantly, his face was full of ecstasy, and he roared violently: "My brother is here!"

The other Hongmen disciples raised their heads one after another, and when they looked from behind the cover, they all opened their mouths.

"Who is that steel monster?"

"From the Zhenyuan Escort Bureau? That's our hero from Hongmen, Feng Ji, the northern hero!"

"Hahaha, brother Feng has made a move, the opponent is finished!"

"Look, those foreign gun teams are going to be finished!"

In an instant, the Hongmen disciples who were originally anxious, cheered up after Feng Ji appeared, and shouted with ecstasy.

clang clang...

The dense bullets hit Feng Ji's armor and shield.

A large number of sunken pits appeared continuously on the shield, and bullet craters also appeared on the armor.

Fortunately, Feng Ji's armor and shield are made of fine iron, and they are extremely thick.

The bullet couldn't penetrate at all, and the kinetic energy brought by the bullet was nothing to worry about under Feng Ji's crazy sprint.

Even the subtle kinetic energy, which is transmitted into the body through the armor, is directly resisted and eliminated by Feng Ji's tyrannical golden bell cover horizontal training skills.

At this moment, he was like a giant steel beast, running wildly on the street.

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters...

The army of foreigners in front became more and more conspicuous.

Through the gaps in the shield, Feng Ji saw that these foreigners were not really Americans, but Indians.

Feng Ji narrowed his eyes immediately: "Is the Indian Ah San delivered by the East India Company?"

"That's right, these foreign devils are also afraid of death, how dare they go to battle in person."

"Okay, let's kill you running dogs first."

boom!
Feng Ji stomped on the ground, and the bluestone pavement exploded.

His speed was instantly blurred.

All the Indian juniors on the opposite side panicked and screamed indiscriminately.

If you can understand Indian English, you can understand what they say.

"What monster is this?"

"Quick, shoot quickly, the third team will make up for it!"

"God of the Monkey, how could there be such a monster?"

"God, hurry up, fill up the gun!"

"Can't aim, can't aim!"

"Fire in a row to increase the shooting surface!"

"Here! Here he is!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way—"

……

Feng Ji's figure, like a steel thunderbolt, crashed into Ah San's gun team with a bang.

In an instant, the screams and wailing continued.

On the surface of the terrifying shield, the sharp iron spikes smashed through all obstacles.

The violent impact directly smashed the nearest person into a pulp, and the bones were shattered and broken.

That person, together with several people behind him, flew out with a bang.

In an instant, more than a dozen people in this area fell to the ground.

Boom!

In the sky, there was a sudden thunder.

Dark clouds overwhelmed the city, and raindrops slammed down, washing Feng Ji's double shields.

Feng Ji slowly opened his arms to the left and right, revealing his grinning face between the shield blades.

His white teeth, like sharp knives that choose someone to bite, mocked Ah San's weakness and incompetence.

"Now, it's my turn to attack."

Feng Ji grinned and laughed loudly: "Foreign bastards, take your life!"

Om-!
The two shields swept out violently.

His arms turned into terrifying harvesting machines, roaring and sweeping, flying up and down.

Puff puff--

The round shield blade, 360 degrees without dead ends, sweeps wildly.

Front, back, left, and right, everything that touches is instantly cut into two halves!

A foreigner resisted with a gun, and with a click, he cut off both the man and the gun!
Limbs were flying all over the sky, and flesh and blood were dripping in the rain.

The wailing and screaming continued.

In less than ten breaths, there was no one standing within 50 meters of Feng Ji.

There were corpses all over the ground, and those who didn't die were wailing.

50 meters away, no one dared to approach.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Feng Ji looked up to the sky and laughed, the sky was blasted with thunder.

Instantly woke up everyone.

Ah San reacted suddenly, and everyone turned their heads and ran wildly in an instant!

At this moment, no one thought of going on!

No one even thought of shooting that man!

so horrible!

On the other side of the East Avenue, the Hongmen disciples were also dumbfounded and completely shocked.

In just ten breaths, Feng Ji killed more than 50 people!
Hong Yihu reacted one step earlier than Wen Biao.

He stood up abruptly and roared, "Brothers, come with me, drive out the Tartars, revitalize China!"

"Come on!"

In an instant, all Hongmen disciples rushed out of the bunker and rushed towards the concession!

At this moment, the concession that was considered by countless people to be qualified for high-level talents was completely broken!
Because of Feng Ji's existence, the two sides' disciples were fighting with great enthusiasm, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

The foreigners on the other side were scared out of their wits.

House was the leader of the gun team, and he was the first to turn around and run away in fright.

"Monster, that Chinese man, is a monster!"

"Run, go and notify the consulate!"

He ran all the way, took a few cronies with him, and soon ran into the Lu family's guards.

House's eyes lit up immediately, rode his horse past, and cursed in broken Chinese: "Who is the leader?"

Wu Wanbin hurriedly squeezed out from the crowd, and shouted: "Hello, sir, we are the training team of the Wu family, and I am Wu Wanbin, the leader of this training team."

He said it beautifully, what kind of regiment training is this team, it is just a private soldier raised by the Wu family, outside, it is also called the Wu Xing Gang.

House didn't care about this, and directly ordered: "You lead people to immediately block the road on East Avenue, and if you dare to let anyone come over, I will shoot you immediately."

Wu Wanbin was taken aback, he didn't understand, so he asked: "Isn't that road not for our people to guard?"

Before he could ask clearly, House had already led his trusted gun team and ran all the way, hiding behind the group of people.

House turned his head and said to Kadir, the deputy team beside him: "Kadir, you stay here with 20 people. These yellow-skinned monkeys dare to retreat and shoot them immediately. I will go to the consulate and immediately ask for artillery support."

After that, he turned around and rode towards the consulate.

Kadir immediately ordered: "Everyone, raise your guns and aim at these yellow-skinned monkeys. If they dare to retreat, shoot immediately!"

"Yes, sir!"

　Brothers, it's 437 monthly tickets. I don't know if it will hit 500 today. I have to prepare to add more manuscripts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)