The background of Tang’s Grain Company is deeper than Lu Zhongda imagined.
Within three minutes, the police whistle sounded loudly. First, a group of policemen in black uniforms arrived at the scene. Perhaps because during the war, the policemen who originally carried batons had all replaced their rifles, with murderous looks across the screen.
It spread all the way around the grain store.
When the people at the scene saw the police arriving, they originally wanted to disperse in a hurry, but the leading policeman waved his hand with a gloomy face, and more than a dozen policemen raised their guns in unison.
"A gangster is committing a crime. To prevent the gangster from escaping, everyone is staying put. Anyone who violates the rules will be shot to death!"
As soon as they saw the police, they raised their guns without asking any questions. The people still dared to run, but they squatted in place and did not dare to move.
The faces of the few refugees who followed Ming Xin were as pale as paper. They knew that they were in serious trouble this time, but they had no choice but to squat under the eaves of the food store and remain motionless.
Along the way, they had seen many hungry refugees who went to rob local wealthy families of their money and food. They used heavy certificates during the war. Some of the soldiers and police who arrived simply shot them to death on the spot, and handed them over to the local county.
The government interrogation said so.
Seeing that the situation was calmed down, the police leader strode into the grain store with his two men with a look on his face, but he was slightly shocked. Obviously, the mess in the grain store was much more serious than he imagined.
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That is, there were no gangsters as imagined, only a little Taoist priest wearing a green robe and a Taoist bun sitting in the hall.
The originally majestic Shopkeeper Wang, with half of his face bulging high and fat as if his buttocks were half pierced, stood beside a group of nurses.
This somewhat surprised and amused the police chief.
It's just that as the police chief in charge of this area, he had dealt with this narrow-minded and greedy shopkeeper several times, and he knew that he must not put a smile on his face, otherwise he would definitely miss him.
In the past, he was naturally not afraid of a high-level wage earner from a trading company. However, the police chief who had heard his boss tell him about the background of Tang's Grain Company knew that the big boss behind his back could not be in Xuzhou City.
One hand can cover the sky, but covering half of the sky is no problem at all, even if the fifth theater commander is sitting in Xuzhou City.
If it weren't for that person's relationship, how could Xuzhou City allow a new grain store to settle in at this time? You know, what materials are the most valuable and profitable during wartime? It can only be food that can make people full.
The price of food in war zones and areas near war zones has soared, more than double what it was before the war. However, the price of food in its origin has not increased much. Moreover, most of the rice sold in grain shops is said to be polished rice, but in fact, more than half of it is polished rice.
It's okay to sell old rice that is more than two years old. Tang's Grain Store has a darker heart. When meeting outsiders, they often sell rice mixed with almost half of the stones.
In total, this profit can be at least three times more than that, and the rice grains it sells every day are as high as 30,000 kilograms. Just a rough calculation, it is at least 2,000 silver dollars a day, and that does not include the large amount of rice it still has.
Provide food for the gathering army.
How could an ordinary person do this kind of business that makes a huge amount of money every day and makes the country extremely rich? Not only did they do it, but no one in Xuzhou City dared to prick it, and even the commander-in-chief could only treat it as ignorant.
Of course, such a grain store will leave after making a fortune and will not stay for a long time. Naturally, the police chief cannot offend this person, even if he is just a higher-level pawn.
"Shopkeeper Wang, where are the thieves who dared to rob the grain store?" To avoid embarrassment, the police chief couldn't put on a smile and could only keep his face serious as he asked.
"That's him! Chief Zhou, take him down quickly!" Shopkeeper Wang pointed at Ming Xin and screamed!
"Uh!" The police chief looked blank.
The boy who came to the police station to report said that someone beat up the shopkeeper, knocked over a dozen armed guards, and also helped smash up the food store. Thinking about it with his buttocks, he knew that he must be a tough guy, or maybe he was just a street gangster. A tough bandit, otherwise the police chief wouldn't have ordered his men to be fully armed and kill him with force.
It was really not to show off, but because the police sergeant holding the handle of his gun didn't want to lose his life inexplicably for this profiteer.
Unexpectedly, the initiator turned out to be this Xiaodao who looked at the immortal wind. This is unreasonable!
"You surnamed Zhou, why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and capture the gangster?" Seeing the disbelief on the police chief's face, he had already gotten used to the loud mouth of the leaky shopkeeper, who looked like a police chief.
This naturally makes the chief police officer unhappy. What I am afraid of is not you, the dog, but your master. When will a dog be able to sit on a person's head and poop and pee?
"Little Taoist priest, you are causing trouble, come back to the police station with me!" The police chief felt unhappy, but he did not dare to show his displeasure. He could only show his dissatisfaction by treating the "prisoner" with a not-so-bad attitude.
Perhaps, he didn't know that because of this attitude, he escaped death.
Originally, when he saw a group of policemen coming with guns and treating the people in an extremely arrogant manner, Mingxin, who had already aroused the desire to eliminate evil, suddenly felt the intention to kill for no reason.
This is actually related to the way of doing things of his sect. Taoists cultivate their Taoist heart, but the founder of the Mingxin sect is an expert who has the world in mind. When he cultivates his original mind, his original mind is the world. .
Therefore, every time in troubled times, masters from Mingxin Master’s sect will surely come into the world to save the common people.
This was the case when the Jin soldiers invaded the border in the Southern Song Dynasty. Lao Xin, who was a master of both civil and military forces, led five hundred men and stormed into the camp of ten thousand Jin soldiers. He was accompanied by three generations of the ancestors of the Mingxin sect.
This was also the case at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Lu Wenhuan guarded Xiangyang for 6 years. In addition to the strong strength of Xiangyang, masters sneaked into the Mongolian camp from time to time to assassinate the generals, which was also a great help.
Every time those who enter the world have superb martial arts and great wisdom, they will not be shackled by just killing. As long as it is for the sake of the common people in the world, anyone who can be killed can be killed.
This also led to the emergence of the number one killer in the Si Xing Regiment in the future. He treated the Japanese invaders with such murderous intent that even Cai Yongguan, who once slashed five Japanese invaders with a big sword, could only kill them.
Cai Dalian, who was born in a bandit's den, is very good at killing people with a long knife, but when he cuts off a large knife, killing people is like killing a pig. Not only is the scene bloody, but he even gets blood all over his head and face. The strong smell of blood makes people walk away.
The brave company commander on the battlefield felt like retching twice, but how could he be like this one, with a three-foot green-edged sword, the light of the sword was like electricity, the Japanese only felt a coldness on their necks, and a deep blood mark appeared on their necks, until this one
When you leave, the blood spurts out. That's simply art.
The art of killing.
His frightening swordsmanship is incompetent except for the Tang Dao, which is a thick wooden stick with a bowl mouth. He is invincible to the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of the Four Lines Regiment. I don't know how Director Han of the Spearmanship Teaching and Research Section of the teaching team is, who is carrying a spear.
Fortunately, the chief police officer did not point his gun at the scene, otherwise, just two guns may not be able to save his life.
At this distance, a knife in the hands of an expert is more useful than a gun that requires the safety to be released, the trigger to be pulled, and the aim to be aimed.
"Sir, you just decided the case like this without asking for the reason?" Mingxin restrained the murderous intention in her heart and asked the police chief with a frown.
"Don't be ungrateful! Just follow me if I ask you to!" The police chief was bullied by the dog. He felt resentful in his heart. His face turned cold and he waved his hand: "Take it away for me!"
Mingxin clenched her fists slightly.
At this moment, there was a burst of rapid and violent footsteps outside the door, and several people couldn't help but follow the sound and look out.
I saw a group of soldiers trotting down the street. There were at least fifty or sixty people. They were all armed with live ammunition, and there were also two light machine guns.
No matter how many people were on the street, as soon as the officer on a tall horse gave the order, the soldiers dispersed one after another, pointing their guns at the grain store, and surrounded the policemen who were holding down the confused people with their guns.
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Two light machine guns were set up directly at the street entrance, one on the left and one on the right, blocking the grain store. Except that the soldiers did not fall to the ground, it was no different from marching.
What's going on? The police chief's mind was buzzing at the time.
Perhaps only Shopkeeper Wang, whose face was swollen to the shape of his buttocks, was overjoyed. He looked at the officer who was getting off his horse and jumped out of the grain store to greet him.
I don’t know whether he is crying or laughing on his ugly face. I think he is laughing. His voice is quite miserable, like a beaten child crying and complaining after seeing his father:
"Adjutant Sun, you are here, you have to make the decision for me! Woohoo! The gangsters are fierce, they smashed the store and even beat people!" ...
ps: I recommend a new book of fictional history called "Diary of a Primitive Man". This is the work of my classmate who returned to his starting point. The previous history book was worth over 10,000 orders. He is a great historical figure. I believe in his level!
This chapter has been completed!