Australian Storm 1876

  Chapter 45 Kung Fu

   "Too much bullying!"

  Li Fushou slammed a fist on the table. The young face became a little distorted because of anger. This slap on his face was fierce and painful, and humiliation and anger were intertwined.

   Fiona took a step back in fright, and stood silently aside, she knew something was wrong.

  I am not suitable for staying here, afraid of interrupting Mr.'s thinking, he hesitated and walked out gently, closing the door with his backhand.

  In the study

  Li Fushou slowly exhaled a suffocating breath from the sky, and walked to the hotel window, overlooking the chimney-lined streets of Detroit.

  Although it was a sunny afternoon, the sky was obscured by thick clouds of smoke, and the thick factory chimneys were still emitting black smoke, which represented the power of industry in the steam age.

  The tones on the streets are gray, and most pedestrians wear off-white shirts, with yar-felt hats on their heads, and their furry arms are exposed by rolling up their sleeves. It is the most common group of workers in this city.

  Continuous deep breathing, Li Fushou forcibly suppressed the violent fluctuations in his heart.

  He is now like an active volcano that explodes on the touch, full of hostility.

Speaker Edward is provoking with extreme actions. He is not afraid of things going wrong, and tells Queensland voters with a strong attitude that he will severely crack down on the Chinese forces and prove that he is more qualified for the post of governor, trying to make a comeback at the last moment of running for governor. .

   Overreacted and hit the opponent's arms.

  Stay still, the "pop" sound of being beaten on the face does not rule out the other party's subsequent actions.

  The joint complaint will only be thrown into the wastebasket when it reaches the arrogant British Empire naval bureaucracy.

  Appropriate response may arouse the sensitive nerves of white voters, which is tantamount to helping Speaker Edward.

  Think about it

  Li Fushou couldn’t help but sucked in a breath of air-conditioning. This move seemed reckless, but it was a good move for the Jedi to come back. It was quite uncomfortable to deal with.

  At this moment, there are more than ten entourages around him. Except for Fiona and two personal bodyguard masters, the others are people who run errands and do specific things, and there is not one that can be discussed.

  Red River Valley is still rising too fast, the background is too thin, and there are too few people to use!

  Li Fushou lit a Cuban cigar and took a deep sip. The figure was enveloped in light blue smoke, emitting a strong tobacco aroma.

  No...I still have a card in my hand.

  The upper-class figures on the American side basically have no say in this matter. They run as fast as rabbits, for fear of avoiding them.

  But there is one person who can intervene in this matter, that is, Mr. George Higgins, chairman of Higgins. This British-American is profiteering, bold and dare to intervene in international hot issues.

Cuba’s affairs are very sensitive, involving Britain, the United States, Spain and many other great powers. Higgins did this. In the name of international humanitarian action, a steady stream of native white women in concentration camps were rescued and sent to them. Australia has won him a great honor.

  Now the Red River Valley ranch has been bombarded by British warships. For safety reasons, they have to stop accepting native white women from Cuba. This reason is completely justified.

  Li Fushou thought about it, and felt that before making a response, he should have some breath with Higgins, and the two sides reached a tacit understanding.

  If you stop accepting native white women abruptly, you will be seen as a threat by the other party. The consequences are very serious.

  The plan in mind has been decided

Li Fushou stood up abruptly, and what happened to the people waiting outside the door said; "Hurry up and pack your luggage, arrange for someone to book the nearest train ticket to New York, and wire to Mr. Higgins, Chairman of the Board, to inform us that we are about to News of arrival in New York."

   "Yes, sir."

  The voice just fell

  Fiona walked in from the door, looking at Li Fushou with a worried expression on her face.

  Li Fushou smiled when he saw it; “I’m fine, maybe your shopping plan will be ruined. We are about to leave for New York, where you can enjoy shopping happily.”

   "Oh, that's great!"

  Fiona immediately turned from worry to joy, and jumped up excitedly, holding Li Fushou like an octopus, and pecked him on the face.

  She has the romance of a French girl, passionate, and happiness is that simple.

  Nephrite is warm and fragrant, but Li Fushou has no intention of accepting it at this moment, and barely smiled and patted her on the back. Fiona's white cheeks suddenly turned red, and she slipped off him, and she whispered;

   "Um... I'm going to pack my clothes."

  After speaking, he turned and ran, leaving only a faint fragrance.

New York

  Big Apple City, the dream city of immigrants.

  Summer of 1877,

  There are crowds on the Plaza of the Central Station in New York City. Not far away is the end of the Atlantic route, New York Harbor.

  The flow of people is like weaving, and the passengers who have just arrived at their destination on the Atlantic Line cruise are crowded in the square and look around, looking at everything novel, like a hillbilly.

  These European immigrants from Ireland, Leverkusen or Lyon came to New York City, where there are many high-rise buildings and pedestrians, and they really feel the impact of American power in the steam industry era.

  The coachman cursed loudly and drove the pedestrians away. Several teenagers in peaked caps swiftly shuttled through the crowd, and put their hands into other people’s pockets when they were not paying attention...

  New York, the city of hope for tomorrow, is glowing with infinite vitality.

  "Dear Li, I like this city, it is noisy and full of vitality, shall we stay here for more time?"

  Fiona lay on the carriage window and looked out, her eyes were not enough, and she suddenly screamed.

  It turned out that a clever kid climbed onto the carriage and was looking inside through the glass...

  A big iron-like hand held the boy's thin neck, and with a vigorous wave, he threw it into the crowd, provoking a scream.

  Fu Peng, a master of Shaolin lay master, saw this little pickpocket wanting to go wrong, and threw him out of the car, but he stabbed a hornet's nest without thinking.

  Cruise terminal, railway station plaza, this place has always been a place where three teachers and nine students gather.

  New York gangs are very powerful here. Even if passengers lose something, they dare not speak up. It is useless to find the police.

  The crows in the world are generally black. These people are all in collusion at one go. They are forced to buy and sell, deceive and cheat, and they have their own set of rules in the dark world.

Seeing that the little pickpocket was thrown out of the cart, the luxury carriage was blocked by the crowds, and it was difficult to move. Several sturdy men not far away looked at each other, the words "big fat sheep" suddenly came to mind, and they rolled up their sleeves knowingly. come over.

  A hundred responses, immediately gathered dozens of people to surround him.

   "Lee, these Italians are scolding us, saying that we have broken his brother and have to pay a large amount of medical expenses and be responsible for future living expenses. It is simply too much."

  Fiona's beautiful eyes were wide open, full of indignation, and her small mouth pouted.

  Li Fushou smiled slightly, closed his eyes calmly and asked; "How much do they say?"

  "It’s $500, my goodness...these rude men might as well go rob."

   "Then what do you think they are doing?"

  Fiona just reacted and muttered; “How dare they dare to be in full view...Is there no law and order here?”

   "Maybe, but it is not the law and order of the United States, but the underground order of the Italian gang. They have the final say on this land."

   "Gosh... I can't believe it."

  Li Fushou still closed his eyes and rested, and there were two skilled masters sitting outside the carriage. If so, he could be bullied by the New York gang, and he had nothing to say.

  The Italian gangster outside the carriage relied on the large number of people and crowds, and they all screamed in English, Italian and other vulgar slang, which could not be separated from the 4 words of blackmail.

  Fu Peng and Hu Tiesheng both understood them, and they really laughed at the rogue group.

"Brother Tiesheng, I trouble you to keep your boss tight, and be careful not to let the little thief disturb you. I'll go and solve the group of thieves, so that they don't buzz like flies." Fu Peng didn't stop. This group of little thieves are watching.

  Hu Tiesheng got off the carriage seat, stood shoulder to shoulder with it, and said;

   "Your Shaolin Kungfu is **** the horse. In the slightest, it will hurt the muscles and bones, and in the worst, it will hurt his life. It is better to guard a good boss and let me take care of it."

"this…"

   "I have a sense of measure, you can rest assured."

   "Then trouble Tiesheng brother."

  The two people didn't put each other in their eyes when they asked and answered, and they immediately angered each other. Several strong men showed off the shiny sharp blades in their arms and rushed up, blood was about to be splashed on the spot when they saw them.

at this time

  Master Hu Tiesheng suddenly faced the opponent with a big stride, flashed sideways and waved a sharp blade, and instantly bullied him, sinking his waist and shaking his shoulders with a sudden "hey" force.

  The brawny man turned out to be hit by a four-wheeled carriage. He flew high and screamed and fell to the rear.

  I saw Master Hu Tiesheng flashing and moving, and after a shallow advance, a pair of well-hardened iron arms were like a snake vomiting, and after a muffled sound of "cracking", more than twenty villains were already lying down in front of him.

  Covering his hands and holding his head, leaning on the waist, and dog-eating shit, all kinds of ugliness are different.

  Others were so scared that they got out of a large area, and no one dared to step forward.

  Where did this fierce come from?

   "Thief boy, dare you?"

   Suddenly a violent drink was like a thunderbolt. It turned out that a villain lying on the ground took out a revolver from his arms, intending to shoot a black gun.

  Fu Peng yelled when he saw it, and he stamped his big feet on the stone road, the hard slabs of stone fell apart in an instant, and then kicked out...

   "Boom..." after two muffled beeps

  The gunman was hit by a heavy sinking stone. Fu Peng was angry and didn't keep his hands. The blood spattered instantly, and the gangster fainted without saying a word.

  These few Kung Fu rabbits flew up and down, waiting for the onlookers to see that the dust had settled. After a short silence for two or three seconds, there was a burst of warm applause and applause.

  The idiot also noticed that these two oriental faces are not very human-looking, and they may be the legendary oriental mysterious masters.

  So worthy of such a mysterious master guard, what kind of person should he be?

  Aware of this, the crowd on the dock turned their attention to the mysterious carriage.

  The carriage door opened

  A small hand, as delicate as mutton fat and white jade, puts on the door frame, and then reveals the face of an angel that charms the world. It is Miss Fiona, she carefully looked out and said;

   "Mr. ordered, this 100 pounds medical fee is for the doctor on the dock. There is an important meeting today. The schedule cannot be delayed. Hurry up!"

  The crowd onlookers was shocked by the girl's beauty, and was silent.

  Where did Miss Fiona have seen such a scene? After hesitating, she repeated it in Italian and French, put down 100 pounds and returned to the carriage, closing the carriage door tightly.

  Hu Tiesheng and Fu Peng jumped into the carriage without saying a word, and sat in the left and right positions of the coachman.

   was followed by a carriage, and the same sturdy Oriental was sitting in the carriage, watching the surroundings vigilantly.

  From beginning to end, there is no mysterious owner of the carriage.

  This is just an episode that took place in the Central Station Plaza in New York, but it is deeply left in the memory of many people and is indelible. The impression is really too deep.

  A guard with a high military value, a beautiful angel-like maid, who can speak several languages ​​fluently, and a low-key carriage owner. All these are intertwined and tempting to imagine...

  It happened that a New York Times reporter was in the crowd at the time. After witnessing the shock of all this, he once took the stone slab shattered by one foot and the nearby stone slabs to the laboratory, and finally came to scientific conclusions;

  The momentary impact force of this foot reached 13,700 pounds. The center of the impact force, the stone slab was all powder, only higher than but not lower than this amazing number, reaching an unbelievable level.

  This in-depth report of the New York Times caused a far-reaching sensation as soon as it was published. Since then, there has been a special English word called "Kung Fu", which specifically refers to the Chinese martial arts genre.

  Unfortunately, when this report was published, Li Fushou had already left New York, took the Central Pacific Railway to Oakland on the west coast of the United States, and returned to Australia by post.

  (End of this chapter)