Zhang Zicheng has a different feeling about the city at the end of the 18th century.
It was indeed a bit disappointing at first. Although it was expected to be dirty, messy and dusty, it didn't have many features as expected.
Guide rail cars and horse-drawn carriages are new, but other than that, it is just a white version of a backward county.
But immediately, Zhang Zicheng shook his head and rejected his idea.
As an industrial city in the west, it is trying to eliminate the barbaric atmosphere farther west and maintain the superficial civilization construction and law and order. Therefore, such as the gratifying cowboy showdowns in games and movies, gang fights of various ethnic groups, black and white
Racial conflicts, even if they exist, are by no means commonplace on the streets.
This is not a tourist city. There are no supporting facilities for outsiders. As a "future" tourist, without a guide, my understanding of this city is superficial. Naturally, I can only visit some cheap places.
Poor quality bricks and tiles.
So in order to have a deeper understanding of the customs and customs of this world, Zhang Zicheng planned to stay in this city for a few days.
However, he didn't have any money, so he still had to find a job first.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zicheng turned around and asked Tilulu: "By the way, that Joseph who wanted to rob us just now, have you figured out what he did before?"
Tilulu had changed her position at this time, sitting on the horse's butt, leaning against Father God, taking a deep breath of enjoyment, and said lazily: "Yeah, although I didn't quite understand what he was doing.
What do you mean? But at least I saw a few scenes of him covering his face and shooting people, and there were a group of people like him around him."
Ah, the characteristics of the West. People walking in the city may be gang members on the grassland.
Zhang Zicheng shook his head and said: "That's fine, let him continue to do what you said."
Tilulu nodded, stretched out her hand, gestured like a gun, aimed with one eye, and said "biu~" in her mouth.
On the outskirts of the city, a man with dull eyes suddenly raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at his throat.
"Joseph! What are you doing?!" Two companions who met Joseph on the road were shocked when they saw it.
They were companions who came to the city with Joseph. They were responsible for purchasing the materials needed by the gang. They also inquired about intelligence to see if the recent limelight was tight and whether there were any low-risk good deals. They also investigated the movements of rival gangs and whether they had anything to do with their own family.
The activities of gangs overlap.
Unexpectedly, less than half an hour after they separated, they saw Joseph walking on the street in a daze, without even responding to his own greetings.
Even though one of them slapped Joseph hard several times, the other person still looked stupid and walked unswervingly toward the outskirts of the city.
Even when the two of them wanted to forcibly control Joseph, they were horrified to find that the other party's actions seemed unstoppable. They wrapped their hands around his neck, but instead dragged themselves along. They stretched out their feet to trip his legs, trying to pull him away.
I tripped first and then talked about it, but my legs were kicked black and blue.
So the two gang members looked at each other and couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines. Even though they had already killed many people, this was the first time they encountered such a strange situation. At the moment, they didn't know what to do except follow Joseph.
But who would have thought that when Joseph finally seemed to arrive at his destination - the riverside outside the city of Annis, he would actually take out a gun and commit suicide!
The reaction of the two people was not unpleasant. One of them quickly reached out and grabbed Joseph's wrist. However, it felt like he was wrestling with a steam engine in a factory, as if he was facing unshakable steel.
The other person was even more decisive. He drew his gun directly, pointed it at Joseph's gun hand and pulled the trigger!
With the sound of "Bang!", countless birds in the forest outside the city were frightened. Pedestrians passing by in the distance turned and ran away. Ducks on the surface of the water flapped their wings and rolled and crawled away. Even the fish on the surface of the water were swung for air.
The tail returned to the muddy river bottom.
But the two of them were even more horrified.
Because Joseph, even though his palm was penetrated by a bullet, still did not react at all. His eyes were dull, and he let the blood flow. With a logical attitude, he pointed the barrel of the gun at his chin and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The usual gunfire sounded.
Against the background of the previous gunshot, the world's reaction to the second gunshot was so silent.
"Plop."
It was so quiet that the sound of Joseph's body falling to the ground was as clear as the sound of a gunshot.
The two looked at each other in silence, feeling cold all over.
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"Sir, did you come to the police station to report a crime?"
When the sound of pushing the door in was heard, the police officer who showed his head at the wooden reception window raised his head, saw the person coming, and immediately greeted him.
The reason why the police officer who received the report was so polite was of course because of Zhang Zicheng’s dress and temperament.
The temperament of Zhang Zicheng is naturally not the so-called majesty of a superior, but the calmness and casualness that most modern people show when they feel most secure.
To put it simply, it is a sense of freedom that has never suffered a loss and does not care whether there are any dangerous factors around it.
Like a noble child who treats everything as a game...
This kind of temperament, combined with the other party's neat coat and the cute little girl beside him, almost instantly, the police officer regarded him as some kind of big shot.
As for Zhang Zicheng's Asian appearance, it is not a problem... In fact, the police officer did not make the other person's appearance closer to that of an Asian at all.
During this period, Asians who could come to the United States had to shed at least three layers of skin first. After experiencing various problems such as exposure to the weather, acclimatization, and language barriers, no matter whether they were poor or humble in the country, they were ordinary farmers or businessmen.
, in the end they will be tortured to the bone and become miserable. In this case, you can’t pay attention to the so-called appearance at all, and it is not easy to keep yourself tidy.
Moreover, most Asians do not have the habit of wearing sun hats with brim, unlike white people who either wear gentleman hats or cowboy hats. When they are not used to the harsh sun in the west, they often squint their eyes, which creates a negative attitude towards Asians.
Stereotypes and racial discrimination.
Therefore, in fact, the Chinese in the United States during this period were just haggard due to poverty. When they become rich, they can still have top-notch looks like Zunlong.
Of course, an ordinary police officer in a western city cannot understand these things. He just uses his sixth sense to guess vaguely that the person coming is a big shot who is either rich or noble based on his experience in the first half of his life.
Zhang Zicheng smiled and shook his head slightly. He looked at the several reward orders pinned up on the reward bar next to him and looked closer.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be interested in criminals, the police officer couldn't help but sigh: "Hey, the West is really too big, and the government's jurisdiction cannot penetrate deep into the towns. It has created so many outlaws, sir, can you
You should pay attention to the appearance of these people, and be careful if you encounter them."
As he said that, he looked down at the little pink-haired girl holding Zhang Zicheng's hand, showing an expression of wonder: "Oh my God, what a cute child... Seriously, sir, if I were you, I would definitely bring him
My little angel, buy a train to the east now and return to the safety of civilization."
Of course, this police officer did not regard the other party as a bounty hunter. The bounty hunter was just a nice word. In fact, when he took off his mask, he was a bounty hunter, and when he put on the mask, he was a robber. However, he was unlucky. There were witnesses.
Only then was it placed on the bounty bar.
In most cases, the relationship between bounty hunters and criminals is nothing more than a dog-eat-dog relationship, and the police and the government are happy to do so.
And this gentleman, who was taking his daughter as if on an outing, was obviously not a bounty hunter like a jackal, he was naturally just curious.
Zhang Zicheng didn't say much, he smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your suggestion."
After saying that, he took Tilulu and left.
Before catching the criminal, Zhang Zicheng certainly did not need to talk about being a bounty hunter. After all, he was self-aware and knew that he definitely did not have the tempered temperament of a real bounty hunter, so there was no need to explain anything more. Moreover, he did not persuade others to believe in his needs in advance. As long as he brought the criminal back in the end, the police station could give him money.
After going out, Zhang Zicheng immediately discovered that there were many people surrounding his Wuzui horse.
One of them was even lying on the ground not far away, breathing more out than in, with a dent in his chest, and he looked like he was dead.
Good guy, I just came to the west for a trip, and I killed two people in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Zichen wanted to touch the hat helplessly, but ended up getting a VR headset, and then he remembered that he was still wearing a helmet.
The sense of immersion is so strong that it really feels like time travel.
Realizing that his equipment made people so immersed in the scene, Zhang Zicheng suddenly felt much better.
Even after getting on his horse, he didn't feel angry when someone stopped him.
I saw a bald man with a big belly, wearing suspender jeans and showing two hairy forearms. He said viciously to himself: "Is this a stupid horse? It kicked my friend to death! Pay for it!"
Zhang Zicheng shook his head and laughed. The Wu Zi he had condensed had naturally been set.
Only those with an extremely rude and mean attitude, or those who want to forcefully mount a horse to steal, will be stopped by it. And they will not resist violently when they get up. Only when they are repeatedly restrained, will they further escalate their attitude. In addition,
, ordinary petting, or even slight attacks, it will not take it seriously.
Therefore, he didn't even need to ask what happened, he knew that the person's hands and feet must be unclean, and he was very unclean.
Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but sigh. Someone even drew a gun and tried to rob his horse before. Now someone wanted to steal his horse. As a result, he was kicked to death by Wu Zhui and wanted compensation. He had just arrived in the 18th century and he met him less than half a day ago.
Two and a half troublesome incidents...don't the characteristics of this era suddenly appear?
However, if you don't do something yourself, you will definitely have similar troubles.
Generally speaking, for an ordinary person, if he wants to solve similar matters quietly, he needs connections or intimidation. Zhang Zicheng naturally has no connections, so he can only simply intimidate.
So he lowered the brim of his hat and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, but I didn't see what happened. Who knows if your friend was lying on the ground touching the porcelain on purpose?"
Although "bang porcelain" is a Chinese word, it was successfully translated into an English word with the same meaning during the translation with zero delay in the system.
When the bald man heard this, he became furious and yelled: "Shameless! How could a dead person touch porcelain? Come down and see for yourself!"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Zicheng's leg, but Wu Zui took a step forward, raised his left hind leg alone like a swordsman master, and hit the bald man in the chest with a "bang!" The opponent immediately flew nearly seven or eight meters, drew a bloody line in the air, and landed next to the first person with a plop, and was immediately unable to move.
The people watching were immediately surprised and started talking excitedly.
It is not uncommon for people to be kicked to death in the street, but it is basically accidental, and there are not two people kicked to death in a row. This is the first time for the residents of the city to see such a conflict.
From the police station behind him, two police officers finally came out because of the commotion outside. One of them was the person who had just spoken to Zhang Zicheng.
After the two people briefly asked someone about the situation, they suddenly looked surprised.
The police officer from before also looked at Zhang Zicheng with a look of helplessness and complexity.
He walked towards Zhang Zicheng, frowned and said: "Sir, you shouldn't let your horse hurt others. The first person wanted to steal your horse, and he was kicked to death by your horse. According to the laws of Annis City, you have no responsibility."
.But the second person...even if he strikes first, if someone is killed, you will still face a high fine and imprisonment."
Zhang Zicheng smiled and said: "Really? But I don't think there's anything wrong with them two?"
The police officer was helpless and wanted to say that your subjective opinion had no impact on the outcome, but he heard bursts of exclamations coming from behind him.
He turned around in shock and found that... the person who was lying on the ground before, like two puddles of rotten flesh, now sat up from the ground with a blank look on his face.
As for their chests, although their clothes were still stained with blood and had a hole in them, it could be clearly seen from the hole that the skin was unscathed and there were no traces of trauma.
Zhang Zicheng laughed loudly: "Look, I just said that the two of them are in trouble."
As he spoke, he bent down, took Tilulu's hand, picked it up, put it on the horse, swung the reins and said: "Drive."
Then Wu Zhui walked steadily.
The two police officers wanted to stop him, but because of the identity of the other party, they did not have the impulse and instead carefully examined the bodies of the two 'victims'.
If they really have no problem at all, then there is no need to offend that gentleman who seems to have a good reputation at first sight.
After careful inspection and compression, it turned out that there were no injuries at all. The blood was obviously forged later, and the two police officers suddenly looked bad.
The two people who wanted to steal horses and extort money were even more confused. They touched their chests and said repeatedly: "It's impossible... What's going on? I almost thought I was dead just now..."
"Me too..."
As Zhang Zicheng's horse-riding figure left his sight, a heartbreaking pain spread from his chest again.
The two of them couldn't help but wailed in unison: "Ahhh! It hurts so much!"
"Ah! Help! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"
The two policemen looked at this scene with dark expressions on their faces.
I just checked them, and even pressed their chests hard. It was clear that nothing was wrong, and suddenly I started pretending again? What kind of good man and woman do you really think can be a policeman in a western city?
They stood up, pulled out the batons from their waists, hit the two of them, and cursed: "Damn bastards! Still pretending! Do you think we are fools? Get up and get out of here!"
So among the countless people who saw the unnatural scene just now, and as the people around them looked at each other in blank and frightened silence, the two men screamed louder and louder under the swing of their batons.
So when the time came to the next day, almost everyone in the city with some intelligence ability knew that an extremely mysterious man had arrived in Annes City, riding an extraordinary and handsome black horse, and bringing an extremely beautiful daughter with him.<
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On my first day in this city, I used unknown means to kill one person, and the screams of two people resounded throughout half of the city for the whole night.
Many people have discussed this, and there have been countless witnesses, but even so, in this era where civilization and ignorance go hand in hand, there are so many similar rumors that it is difficult to distinguish them.
Therefore, many people have lost their awe of the unknown and mystery early in the roar of gunpowder smoke and gunpowder.