Under the city tower of Cape Gate, Patrolman Lanz stood next to the city gate, looking at the gradually darkening sky, estimating how long he would have to wait before his shift could be changed.
From the name, we know that Lanz has some relationship with the Lan family of the five major chambers of commerce. In fact, this is true. His uncle is the servant of the Lan family. The Lan family elder likes to smoke hookah. When he gets old, he stays in bed all day long. His uncle serves Lan.
The elder served well, and while the elder Lan was in a daze, he made him agree to give his family a surname. From then on, Lanz changed his surname to Lan.
In Xuanzhu County, surnames cannot be chosen casually. In other words, it is okay for you to take an ordinary surname. However, if you are found to be a fool who dares to use the surname of a large chamber of commerce, you will be considered to be having a relationship, and you may even be arrested.
They would knock on the door and curse, "You deserve the surname Ting/Jing/Lan". After all, surnames in this era can clearly reflect the power of an individual's family.
If you tell me your last name, go buy a sesame seed cake on the street, jump in line, and explain that you won't pay, the shopkeeper will even be willing to add an egg to you, and the person you cut in line will be angry but dare not say anything.
Just so domineering.
However, this is only limited to small surnames that have not yet spread out. For example, the two Dongyang surnames Luo and Quan are not so particular. Of course, even if your surname is Luo and Quan, you cannot be looked down upon by others.
wait.
After Lanz changed his surname, he could use this identity to join the Lan Family Chamber of Commerce and work as a clerk. However, after all, their surname had a shady origin and they would not get much preferential treatment in the Lan Family Chamber of Commerce. So after thinking about it, he finally decided to come to patrol.
Xingwei.
The patrol guard briefly investigated and found that he was really related to the Lan family, so he let him in. Although the patrol guard was affiliated with the county governor's house, it was logical that silver blood could not penetrate, but in practice it was difficult to
There are many difficulties.
For example, regarding the case involving the Silver Blood Association, the county guard cannot stand on top of the Silver Blood Association and dominate, otherwise there will be another missing case of a patrol guard.
When ordinary people make trouble, the patrol guards pass by and the ordinary people are gone.
The silver-blooded people were making trouble, and the patrol guards passed by, but the patrol guards were gone.
Therefore, there is at least one team in the patrol guards, which is composed entirely of Silver-blooded children, and is specially used to solve Silver-Blooded Association cases, the "Give a Face Team".
But after all, the patrol guards are not as comfortable as staying with their own family, and joining the county governor's house will make the clan look down on them. Therefore, the "give a face team" is often short of members. But for a low-level person like Lanz, this is
What a rare beauty.
Work on time every day, it doesn't matter if you're late, just don't go too far; when you're on patrol, you can eat whatever you want, and touch a pretty girl when you see one; when the shift is over in the evening, you can go to the gangster's casino to play, but they don't dare
They tricked the patrol guards, or one of their colleagues suddenly made a fortune and invited them to play in Jinpanlu.
Fairy days are nothing more than this.
Lantz's wish is to see the legendary Xiangxuehai when he gets rich, and he will be satisfied.
Recalling the glorious past, Lanz sighed. At this time, a car drove into the Cape Gate. Lanz was about to raise his hand to ask him to stop, but the car rushed in with a buzz, and he was almost killed.
Got it.
"Bah, it's great to have a car." Lanz muttered a few words and kicked the box next to him hard.
The yawning colleague next to him glanced at him: "Don't kick it around, this is the goods of the Chamber of Commerce."
"Which chamber of commerce is it from?"
"I don't know. Anyway, it's a big chamber of commerce. I saw the captain collected a lot of money."
Lanz clicked his tongue, his face full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Today is different from the past. Ever since that bastard from the Jing family became the president of the Silver Blood Society, the patrol guard's nightmare has come.
First, Lin Haijun settled in Xuanzhu County, and the patrol guards did not dare to wander around for fear of offending the out-of-town scoundrels; then Jing Zhengwei asked the county governor to limit the scope of the patrol guards' functions, and the patrol guards suddenly changed from the previous ones.
Rampage has become the current guard dog that is only allowed to patrol the inner city and is not allowed to manage the affairs of the outer city.
You must know that in the inner city, all patrol guards are turtles, and anyone is qualified to use the patrol guards as their own livestock!
Therefore, guarding the Cape Gate has become a piece of cake, and only the mud-legged patrol guards are asked to patrol the inner city. Naturally, the patrol guards do not have to deal with public security issues, and powerful people will be guarded by bodyguards when they go out.
The main job of the patrol guards is to wash the floors.
But as a result, the pocket money of the patrol guards will be reduced a lot. It's okay to be at the level of captain and director, but the ordinary patrol guards' usual bonuses are all based on their own door-to-door extortion, and now there is no such thing.
With the side activities of money, everyone becomes poor.
"Oh, I really want to go to Xiangxuehai."
"Go, you can go there to have a meal, and then you will be sold to the Ruby Sea the next day. Brothers, I will definitely go to the Ruby Sea to take care of your business."
"Go away, you bitch."
Lanz cursed and suddenly saw a group of people rushing towards the Cape Gate. He impatiently placed a stick in front of them: "Let's go, let's go, you still want to go forward? This is a place for people to get on with people, you mud-legged people."
What do you want to do when you rush in? You have to lick the dirty ground clean."
"That man killed someone!"
"Did a car get in just now?"
"He killed two children and ran away! Stop him quickly!"
Lanz dug his ears, took out the earwax, glanced at it, and flicked it away.
"Shut me up——"
"Bullshit!"
Lanz raised his stick and swung it hard, aiming at the head of the strong man standing at the front, hitting him with a bloody head and causing him to fall to the ground screaming.
"I'm telling you, don't cause trouble for me." Lantz pointed his stick at them: "Get out of here before I lose my temper, or I won't be so polite later."
Lanz understands these idiots very well. All he needs to do is beat the person who shouts the loudest and say a few harsh words, and the others will naturally disperse.
But this time it's different.
Instead of leaving, those people gathered more and more. They helped the beaten man and looked at Lanz and other patrol guards in silence. Their eyes were like needles piercing Lanz, making him
Feeling very uncomfortable.
"Look, look, look, why don't you leave? Okay, if you like it so much, I'll make it look good for you..." Lanz cursed and walked over, but was held back by a colleague next to him.
"Stop getting mad." A colleague held his shoulders and said, "Something's wrong."
Something is very wrong.
More and more people are blocking Haijiaomen Avenue. Some of them are idlers, some are workers who came after hearing the news, and most of them are ordinary residents nearby. The workers loudly complained about the evil deeds of the car owner, and hundreds of thousands of people talked at the same time.
The curses and whispers turned into the sound of waves, and one wave after another hit this barrier that symbolized the Xuanzhu class.
The other patrol guards soon knew something was wrong, and hurriedly came over to block the Cape Gate together. Lanz quickly asked: "Where is the captain?"
“I’ll go to Xiangxuehai in the afternoon!”
"Gan! What should I do?"
"Just don't let them pass!"
Just when both parties didn't know what to do, a middle-aged man came out, and Lanz shouted as if he had found a life-saving straw: "Lao Hai, again? It's you who is causing trouble, right? I knew it was you!"
"
Just as the workers are very familiar with Uncle Hai, Lanz and other patrol guards are also familiar with him. Sometimes when workers' shops offend the patrol guards, Uncle Hai usually apologizes to them. Lanz alone has eaten Hai.
Uncle has eaten many times.
Lanz's impression of Uncle Hai was that of a soft persimmon who was extremely easy to bully. Now that the atmosphere was so tense, Lanz was of course overjoyed to meet such a soft persimmon.
However, unlike the cowardly and apologetic face in Lantz's memory, Uncle Hai's expression now is unusually cold and calm: "Lantz, let the patrol guard get out of the way, we are going to find President Jing."
"Huh? You? Do you know what nonsense you are talking about-"
Snapped!
A small stone flew from behind Uncle Hai and accurately hit Lanz's forehead, smashing his head into a bloody mess.
Lanz screamed and retreated to the end. The other patrol guards quickly supported him, their faces suddenly changed, and they cursed loudly: "What do you want to do? Rebellion?"
"You dare to attack the patrol guards?"
"Presumptuous! Do you know what you are doing!?"
Uncle Hai said calmly: "Of course we know what we want to do."
"We want justice, justice that is reasonable."
"There was a silver-blood noble who killed two children and fled into the inner city. So, we have to go in and find President Jing to seek justice and make him pay for his murder."
"It was just a stone just now, but behind me, there are thousands or tens of thousands of people."
"Prison guard, get out of the way."
The sky began to darken, and the sun lamp that had absorbed the light source all day began to emit bright light.
On the streets with continuous lights, there are tens of thousands of civilians in coarse cloth standing. Some of them are workers, some are ghost vendors, and some are even gangsters.
They just heard about the killings of silver-blooded nobles, and then followed the trend and came here.
In the beginning, they had the mentality of watching the show and enjoying the excitement, but now they are very quiet.
They all want to see it.
Will the Silver Blood Association give in?
"impossible!"
Lanz pressed the wound on his forehead, stood up with the help of his colleagues, and cursed with a ferocious face: "You bunch of mud-legged people, no one is allowed to enter the inner city! No one is allowed! No! No!"
Uncle Hai's face was gloomy: "Get out of the way, Lanz, you can't stop us."
"Can't stop it? Okay, then I have to try. You, you go to the warehouse and get the gun, hurry up and get the gun out! I'll just stand here and see if you dare to rush in!" Lantz said with
The stick was pointed at Uncle Hai, with veins popping out on his face: "Whoever dares to come over, give him a shot! We have plenty of bullets!"
The other patrol guards looked at each other, but Lantz hit them with a stick: "Go and get the gun! What are you afraid of? Are we patrol guards afraid of these untouchables, these mud-legged people who don't even have shoes? Quick, quick!"
"
Lantz is definitely not a talkative person here. Everyone usually thinks of him as an old man who loves to take advantage of small things. This is the first time for many people to see him so arrogant and crazy. The other patrol guards are intimidated by his momentum.
, and subconsciously obeyed the order to get the gun.
Uncle Hai frowned and took a step forward: "Lantz, are you looking for death?"
"You are the ones looking for death!" Lantz immediately pointed his stick at Uncle Hai: "A bunch of trash want to become their masters? How dare they demand justice?"
"Let me tell you, don't let the silver-blooded nobles kill two of your children, even if they kill ten, a hundred, or a thousand, you have to hold it in for me!"
"Do you really think that when Linjun comes, you can go to heaven? You are so beautiful, but Linjun is already gone, gone!"
"Just wait, the Silver Blood Association will send people to take it back to the factory and store tomorrow. How much money you have taken these days, I will have to vomit it all out then!"
"A man with clay legs will always be a man with clay legs, and a man with silver blood will always be a man with silver blood!"
Hearing the noise and panic behind him, Uncle Hai felt something bad. He could not let Lanz continue at this pace. He immediately used the Aiki method to shout loudly: "Don't listen to his nonsense, President Jing will do it at all costs."
Let everyone live a good life and never-"
"President Jing is right, he will do whatever it takes to let everyone live a good life, because you are the price!"
At this time, a patrol guard came down with a gun, and Lanz quickly loaded the bullet with a ferocious look on his face: "You are finished, finished! How dare you rebel against the Silver Blood Society? I tell you, the people standing here, I
Remember them all, none of you can escape!"
With Lanz, a taunting follower who must attack first, nothing Uncle Hai could say could compare to his provocation.
"Lantz!" Uncle Hai looked at him with murderous intent: "You are just a small patrol guard. Does the Silver Blood Society care about you? Let me tell you, even if we kill you, the Silver Blood Society can't take us.
How about it!"
"Fart!" Lanz aimed his gun at Uncle Hai and said in a crazy tone: "I am a patrol guard! A patrol guard of the Silver Blood Society! If I die, you will all be buried with me! All of you! The Silver Blood Society will never do this
Let the rebels go, and you will all die!"
Lantz himself didn't even realize that although he complained about President Jing, was jealous of other Silver-blood nobles, and was usually despised by Silver-blood nobles, he was actually the person who cared about the Silver-blood Society the most.
The people at the bottom will never reach the threshold of the Silver Blood Society in their entire lives and have no feelings for the Silver Blood Society; the upper class people have long known that the Silver Blood Society is what it is, and they only have the idea of using the Silver Blood Society; only Lanz, these fee-paying people,
The middle-level members who have tried their best to finally reach the threshold of the Silver Blood Society, but are struggling to join, but who can distinguish themselves from the people at the bottom, are the most loyal radicals to the Silver Blood Society.
For them, the Silver Blood Society is their life-long dream, a future they can strive for, and an existence they have dreamed of for generations.
Even if they are being exploited by the Silver Blood Society, even if they do dirty work that the Silver Blood Nobles despise, and even if they resent the Silver Blood Nobles, they still cannot bear that the Silver Blood Society will be tainted by the people at the bottom.
Even if this is a wrong, ugly dream.
It is also their dream.
"Lantz!" Uncle Hai's face turned stern and he rushed towards Lanz.
He had no intention of starting a conflict with the patrol guards at first, but Lantz was too stubborn. If he continued like this, there would probably be bloodshed until Jing Zhengwei arrived.
As long as Lantz is subdued first, the other patrol guards will use the donkey to get out of the way!
"How dare you rush over here!"
Lanz aimed at Uncle Hai's head and pulled the trigger without hesitation!
However, the moment Lanz pulled the trigger, Uncle Hai was already avoiding it.
The martial artist's mental intuition is enough to allow them to subconsciously dodge any shooting action that requires aiming.
However, in addition to Lanz, his fellow patrol guards next to him were also shooting at Uncle Hai!
It's not a big problem, Uncle Hai can still easily change his body shape to dodge.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three gunshots?
When Uncle Hai turned his head and saw the gunman hiding on the edge of the crowd behind him, a bullet penetrated his temple, bringing out a splash of boiling blood.
It also took away his dreams.
That beautiful, correct dream.
When Uncle Hai's body suddenly fell to the ground, the Haijiao Gate suddenly became silent.
Until a scream started the night:
“Uncle Hai——!”
Lanz showed joy and laughed: "Hahaha, this is what going against the Silver Blood Society——"
Snapped!
Suddenly there was a strong push on the back. Lanz looked sideways and saw that his colleague was kicking him in the waist with a calm expression.
"you--"
Before Lanz could say anything, he threw himself forward and fell to the ground. Just as he was about to stand up, his head was stepped on by a smelly foot covered in mud.
"Who-" He was about to yell, but found Uncle Hai right in front of him.
Uncle Hai's vicissitudes, anger, and sadness were reflected in Lanz's pupils, making him slightly absent-minded.
"Avenge Uncle Hai!"
"Kill this bitch!"
"The patrol guards fired their guns, fired their guns, and shot these mobs who attacked the patrol guards!"
"Suppress the riot!"
For a moment, there was a chaotic roar of gunfire, screams, curses, and shouts of killing. Some people moved forward bravely, some retreated weakly, and some looked confused and didn't know what to do.
Until a simple and clear slogan rang through the night sky, instantly attracting everyone’s attention:
"The Burning Silver Blood Society!"
A rough man stood on a nearby stone and shouted: "If we kill the patrol guard, will Silver Blood let us go?"
"Lin Haijun has left, and the Silver Blood Society will come back to manage the factory!"
"But as long as we burn down the inner city, burn down the Sheriff's Mansion, and burn down the Silver Blood Guild, no one will be able to stand against us!"
"The Heyang Army is gone, and the Silver Blood Society is just a paper tiger. Let's not be afraid!"
"Fire! Burn! Silver! Blood! Will!"
For a moment, everyone's inner thoughts surged. A patrol guard saw something bad and aimed at the rough man: "Don't listen to the incitement of that anti-light element, as long as you——"
Suddenly, dozens of men came running from the other side of the street. They all held burning sticks in their hands, and the sticks were wrapped with newspapers for lighting. They rushed towards the Cape Gate like a fire dragon, singing in unison:
"There has never been a savior!"
"Don't rely on the fairy emperor either!"
"To create human happiness——"
Qi Bajiu, who was walking in the front and burst into tears, his face full of tears and anger, threw the torch in his hand with all his strength.
Dozens of torches rotated and danced in the air, falling into the second-story tower of Haijiao Gate, illuminating the inner passage of Haijiao Gate and igniting the flags hanging outside Haijiao Gate.
Qi Bajiu roared heartbreakingly, as if his soul was about to vomit out: "It's all up to us!"
The torch ignited the goods in the passage, and with a bang, the Cape Gate exploded!
