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Chapter 100 Embarrassment

The admiral did not stop him. This is the job of a big boss in the Foshan Yamen. If he does not do well, he may even lose his official title.

Unless the admiral is willing to give a guarantee, the Foshan Yamen boss will definitely not sit idly by and ignore what happened this time. This matter is really too bad.

The good public security in Foshan's urban area is no joke.

The Admiral of Guangdong Province spent some time in Foshan City and had personal experience.

At this point, he had to admire Wu Dong and the active role of the militia, which was more effective than the government's management.

But it was precisely because of this that Wu Dong and the militia were particularly feared by the admiral.

Since a local militia can replace the functions of the government and maintain local order very well, what else should the government do?

Since it is a local team training, just do a good job in the local team training. If you stretch your hand too far, you will not be liked.

Wu Dong himself didn't know that the small operation based on his true intention was the main reason why the Admiral of Guangdong Province had to drive him away.

Coupled with the disrespect he showed for the court and the government, it was even less likely that he would be welcomed.

Unless Wu Dong wants to raise a flag for rebellion, this time it will be decided...

When there were no outsiders in the flower hall of the Foshan Yamen, the Admiral of Guangdong Province asked: "How is Wu Dong? Is his life in danger?"

"My lord, Wu Dong is safe and sound!"

The supervisor's personal guard who came to report the news answered honestly: "However, when dealing with a certain gunman, Wu Dong also used his gun!"

"What, this ambush used guns?"

The admiral was taken aback, his face became very ugly, and he said solemnly: "Tell me, what kind of guns were used, long guns?"

"No, they are all revolvers!"

The guard replied: "Wu Dong also had one hidden on his body, so that the gunman who was secretly preparing for a sneak attack could not succeed!"

snort!

The admiral snorted coldly, but felt relieved.

As mentioned earlier, at this time, the Qing government could barely maintain general stability, and its control over firearms was still relatively strict.

There is also another reason, that is, there are fewer channels to purchase guns, and this is not yet the troubled times that will follow.

It's similar to the plot in Hong Kong movies, but once the gun is used, the nature is different.

The admiral also didn't expect that Wu Dong was so bold and reckless and even carried a revolver with him. Who was he guarding against?

As for the gunmen who ambushed Wu Dong and the people behind them, the admiral also held a grudge.

This kind of thing is not generally bad in nature.

Once the influence spreads and some beings learn from it, how can there be any peace in Guangdong Province in the future?

Wu Dong must leave the militia and even Guangdong and Guangxi immediately. He must not be allowed to suffer any longer.

The admiral had made up his mind, and he stood up suddenly, took his guards with him, and hurried towards the militia camp.

Of course, just in case, he sent someone to summon Huang Feihong, who had left early, and went to the militia camp to negotiate with him.

"Sir, what are you..."

Huang Feihong was invited back by Admiral Biao's personal guards halfway. Seeing the ugly-faced Admiral, he was a little confused and subconsciously asked what happened.

"Hmph, Wu Dong was ambushed just now!"

"What, nothing happened to him?"

"Of course not. He is accompanied by a strong man like Yan Zhendong, but this guy actually used a gun!"

"A gun was fired? Who fired a gun?"

"Of course it's Wu Dong, otherwise who do you think it is?"

Huang Feihong was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

He also vaguely knew that the government was very strict in controlling firearms.

At this time, Wu Dong was completely hit by the gun, and he couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart.

Originally, the governor of Guangdong Province asked Wu Dong to break away from the militia and even leave the boundary between Guangdong and Guangxi, but now he gave the other side an excuse.

Feeling confused and not knowing what was going on, I followed the admiral to the heavily guarded militia camp.

However, when he saw the militiamen in the militia camp holding knives and guns, and some even showing off crossbows and some old-fashioned matchlocks, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This movement is a bit too exaggerated...

"What do you want to do, fight?"

The admiral, however, was not polite at all. He stood on the large training ground of the militia camp and pointed at the thing held by the militia men with a very ugly look on his face.

"My lord has misunderstood!"

At this time, Wu Dong, who had been notified, walked over slowly and happened to hear the admiral's accusation. He explained with a chuckle: "Youxiao is using axes and guns in the city. The militia is here to maintain order and tranquility in the city!"

"You can't just know that Xiaoxiao has powerful guys in his hands, so the vigilante brothers can just go out on the streets with empty hands. It doesn't make sense!"

"I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"

The Admiral of Guangdong Province turned cold and acted rogue: "Huang Feihong, negotiate with him yourself. I need a satisfactory answer!"

After saying that, Ruoyou glanced at Wu Dong meaningfully, turned around and left.

If there is nothing to talk about, let's talk if we can reach an agreement. If we can't reach an agreement, we can only resort to officialdom methods.

"A Dong..."

Huang Feihong was a little embarrassed. Seeing that it was not the place to talk outside, he pulled Wu Dong to the barracks and then whispered: "Are you okay?"

"Master Huang, do you think something is wrong with me?"

Wu Dong smiled softly, changed the subject and asked: "Tell me, what is it that makes Master Huang so embarrassed!"

"this……"

Huang Feihong was very embarrassed, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "At the Yamen before, the Admiral told me clearly that he wanted Adong to quit the Foshan Militia directly!"

"What, do you want Adong to quit the Foshan militia directly?"

Before Wu Dong could react, Yan Zhendong next to him had already exclaimed in surprise and dissatisfied: "What the hell is this condition? Is it possible that he can still be the leader of the militia?"

In his heart, he was extremely angry, and at the same time he was quite dissatisfied with Huang Feihong.

Do we still need to ask Wu Dong, the person involved, for such a matter? Huang Feihong should simply refuse.

The atmosphere was very awkward. Huang Feihong's face turned red but he couldn't say anything.

Wu Dong smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and said: "Master Yan, there is no need to be like this, it's not a big deal!"

As he said that, he turned back to Huang Feihong and said, "I'm afraid that the one used the pressure from the foreigners to force Master Huang to bow his head?"

Huang Feihong didn't speak, so he acquiesced.

Yan Zhendong was shocked and didn't know what to say.

"Master Huang, what do you think?"

Wu Dong's state of mind was very calm at this time, without many ups and downs, and there was no bad emotion in his eyes when he looked at Huang Feihong.

To put it bluntly, for him, the Foshan People's Liberation Army is just a career that has just begun to develop. Don't forget that he has not spent even a year on the People's Liberation Army, and he does not have as deep a relationship as he imagined.



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