The troupe boss asked "where to come from" naturally a cut in the world. People in the gang must say: "From the bridge", which represents the knife formation passed when joining the meeting, or makes a gesture to indicate identity, but this beard calls himself "from the mén", which is also a kind of "gang", that is, the public

Think about it, "down from the bridge", it sounds like a traveler, and it is better to be domineering than "come from the mén". The latter has buildings.

However, in Guangdong, the Tiandihui Society was once very powerful. It was when Hong Xiuquan rebelled. Everyone was panicked. Even if they didn't think that the Qing Dynasty was about to perish, they were definitely afraid that the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom would come. After all, the Qing soldiers had no combat power. Many officials and Qing soldiers also joined the Tiandihui Society, striving to change the flag if there was something wrong, and not to be liquidated by Qiuhou. At that time, they could naturally smile at the strong man who came here and said, "Brothers, I am an undercover agent!"

So in the first ten years and twenty years, there was wind in the world walking, and there were signs and signs opening at Xintangkou everywhere on the streets. Even if someone in the world told you, "I came from Mén", the man was smiling, very polite.

However, since the Sun and Moon Army switched to Jianghuai, the situation in Haisong took a sharp turn, and the Tiandihui was designated as an illegal organization by the court. Although many gangs were not cleaned up, they all cut off their connections and dared not come to the whole region as before. What kind of heroes in the province would do, it would definitely attract the government to suppress them.

And in the past ten years, the first group of seaweed soldiers began to return to China. The Chinese English from domestic foreign schools and church schools also began to occupy the position of the government. In the eyes of gang members, these people were basically educated as a group of monsters with no one and no human feelings: when encountering devout Christians, they would refuse to recognize their relatives. They would refuse to recognize their relatives. They would dare to blackmail the people and arrest them and hang them immediately! When encountering hypocritical Christians, they would also refuse to recognize their relatives. They would not send me money. I would kill you hooligans in prison!

Although the trend is based on the people's character, the upper class can lead the way. If the emperor and eunuchs receive gifts, the lower officials will also accept it. If the officials accept it, the common people will buy foreign watches and suits. If it is very hot, they will also bribe each other and give gifts;

The same is true for Haisong. The current trend is cold Western culture. If you don’t talk about human feelings, don’t talk about seniority, or even care about the elders in the family tree, you can use it coldly if you have power: some benefit the people, and some blackmail the gangs, so the public and the people are increasingly despising the gangs, and there is no longer the intimacy that brothers used to be like before. When they say, “Come from the gangs”, they always look at you and their eyes look at the sky.

The gang also recognized it, and had to admit it. Once the other party has become efficient, this is a "large gang" with national communication and control of some of the power of life and death. Where can the gang dare to provoke them?

Therefore, even though the other party knocked his head open with the guy in his hand when he met, the troupe boss heard that the other party claimed to be a man and sat in the mud and did not dare to move. He turned his helpless eyes when he looked at the cat with a mouse and asked in a low voice: "Did you have a token?"

"What a damn token! This is called a police badge!" He tilled his hand from behind and spread his palm. He saw a brass-shaped shield-shaped sign in the palm of his palm. There was an eye on the top of the sign, worn by a red thread, and the sign was placed on the man's wrist. The bronze plaque was engraved with a cross in the center. Under the cross was a fork of a sword and a crutch. Four characters were engraved outside the pattern. On the left was: "Superbing duties and responsibilities" represents the sword; on the right is "Defending the people" represents the people's crutch.

As soon as the police badge lit up, the beard was taken back. He looked coldly at the boss of the troupe who was sitting in the mud and was soaked in the rain, and shouted: "** Niu Bi? How dare you beat Dr. Li from our county town! Do you want to go to prison? Or do you want to try the American gallows over there?"

"Sir, I was wrong! I have no eyes! I will never dare again!" The troupe boss was stunned for a moment, and immediately changed from sitting in the mud to kneeling in the mud, begging for mercy at Yiziwang.

"Damn it!" Yizihu cursed viciously, and kicked him over again.

"Inspector Ou, don't do this!" Doctor Li stood up with the support of Zhang Bicheng and Elder Hou who rushed over. Seeing that Ou Xingsun was still beating the troupe boss, he quickly stopped him.

"Ah? Doctor Li? You are not injured, are you?" Ou Xingsun was so domineering that he beat the boss of the theater troupe, but when he saw Dr. Li, he immediately smiled and ran to Dr. Li to check his injuries.

"I was in the boat there just now, and I listened to the cheers here. When I came over, I saw that my grass was so crippled that he dared to touch you! Do this dog still want to live!" Ou Xingsun asked with concern: "Are you seriously injured?"

"It's okay, I've just been hit twice on my face," Dr. Li wiped the mud all over his face with his hand, turned his neck, and laughed: "Lao Ou, you know, I've been beaten once or twice, but I've been beaten a little less in the past few years, haha."

"That's right, that's right, you are the real Jesus' heart, I admire you very much." Ou Xingsun smiled, then turned his head and roared, "Xiao Wu, hurry up and bring the umbrella and hit these three pastors. Is this child's eyes used for food? So blind!"

Elder Hou quickly refused: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not heavy!"

At this time, Ou Xingsun looked at Dr. Li up and down, and saw that Dr. Li had just been beaten to the point of being beaten to the mud. Now he was like a mud monkey, with mud and water all over from head to toe. He frowned and said, "Doctor, you are covered in mud, how can you do this? You must have not brought you a change of clothes, right?"

After saying that, he waved his hand and called his follower, saying, "Xiao Wu, you are about the same figure as Dr. Li. Take off your robe and change it to the doctor."

"How can this work?" Dr. Li refused repeatedly and said: "It's hot now, I'll just go to the river to take it off and wash it."

"That's so troublesome. First of all, you must preach. Although you never care about wearing it, you can't preach in this mud robe, right? Secondly, we wear robes to cover up the uniforms inside. This time we have an action, and now it's okay, of course the robe doesn't matter." Ou Xingsun looked extremely enthusiastic.

Dr. Li smiled bitterly, accepted Ou Xingsun's kindness and changed his robe.

Seeing that Xiao Wu's sheriff was indeed eye-catching uniform inside, Elder Hou asked repeatedly: "Inspector Ou, what are you doing? Don't let it go because we delay your business."

"Hi, Elder Hou, where did you go! Although I saw you must help, it will not affect business," Inspector Ou laughed a few times and explained: "This action is not our main force, but our city's Opium Pavilion reported that someone was selling black smoke here and wanted to suppress black smoke. So the superior sent me to participate, but you also know that there are enough thugs in the Opium Pavilion. We just followed and meant that this action was just legal."

After saying that, Inspector Ou nodded to the other side and said, "Look, they have all done the matter."

Elder Hou and his friends stood on tiptoe and saw that in the large hut area behind the stage, there were about twenty burly men holding muskets or cutting mountains and killing like tigers. The shack under their feet was like a yumi field. As the beasts rushed into it roared and chased violently, they were smashed into pieces or stomped to pieces. The two young men in the middle jumped over the panicked poor people who were fleeing desperately like frightened rabbits.

"Looking at them, I have something to do, so I will lose my companion first. Call me if I have something to do." Ou Xingsun bowed to several pastors with a smile, but when he turned around, his face became ferocious again. He grabbed the ears of the troupe boss who was kneeling beside him and did not dare to move, as if he was pulling not a human, but a corner of a sack, and dragged the boss's ears to the back of the platform.

"He didn't hurt me either. What are you doing?" Dr. Li saw that Ou Xingsun still refused to let the boss go, and went over to stop him in fear.

"He organized a yin/filth show to be depressed, right? I didn't inform me at all!***, I have to ask which backstage he relies on! He is so brave! And he is wild at the church, so people like this need to be educated." Looking at Dr. Li, Ou Xingsun's hideous face disappeared immediately, but his eyes narrowed and his smile was as if he was mumbling with combo. He said, "Don't worry, I will reason with him peacefully and criticize him."

At this time, there were actually not fewer people watching, but more. I just had a popular mass entertainment activity - a fight, who would be willing to leave?

And just as the boss of the troupe was powerful enough to beat the foreign monk who had been siblings who had been siblings and had a scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered scattered ruthlessly.

Everyone was so moved that they were so excited - the performance of the troupe today was so exciting.

But unexpectedly, the one who beats people with a stick was the sheriff. After the brass-shaped sign in his hand flashed, the onlookers immediately became quiet.

Because the sheriff was not a group of vegetarians in any dynasty.

Although the crowd did not dare to make loud noises, they whispered to each other.

The crowds of Shuibei Village are not good men and believers. Here, it can be said that they are black nests in the entire county. Since it is a black nest, there are not many elderly people in the crowd. Most of them are young and energetic little hooligans and little Hunhun. Everyone is very upset when they see the sheriff's face to the foreign monks and treat the lower class poor people with another face.

"This official saw the foreign sect as his father!"

"What's the matter?! These foreign slaves!"

"Yes, I'm sorry, these foreign dogs and officials, the rich will bully us ordinary people if they are in a mess! They will even make a scene!"

The crowd was buzzing, and the buzzing was mostly like this kind of indignant whisper.

Standing outside, there was a young man holding a stone in his upper body. He just ran to the audience to hit Dr. Li with such a big stone. At this moment, listening to the people behind him and the people on both sides, he was naturally very annoyed that Ou Xingsun and Dr. Li, who seemed not the same type of person as them. Looking at the place a few steps away, Ou Xingsun, who had pulled the boss of the troupe's ears, was hunched with blood, saying something to Dr. Li who was smashing the scene with a smile. The voices of angrily scolding and disdain continued to come. He felt that he was angry and couldn't help but scream: "The foreign dog bastard who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors!"

But before he could finish his harsh words, Ou Xingsun turned his head and stared at him with a wolf-like eyes.

This is actually because someone else speaks softly, and the young man speaks too loudly.

Putting down the bloody troupe boss and letting him kneel in the mud honestly. Ou Xingsun stepped towards the crowd here and stood firm in front of the crowd. Facing nearly a hundred men, Ou Xingsun was not afraid at all. It seemed that facing a hundred toothless goats, he put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Who is the sentence just now?!"

Just as the official's wolf-like eyes swept around, the young man who had just cursed felt that he was hiding in the water plants and watching the fisherman's harpoon thorns a few feet away from his head. There was no rage in his mouth, all of which was full of fear, which made him sweat densely on his forehead. He bit his mouth tightly, and only heard his heart beating like a drum, his hand slowly drooped down obediently, quietly turned his wrist, pointing the back of his hand towards Ou Xingsun, covering the stone in his palm, and then quietly threw the stone to the ground along the back of the big tui.

He only asked Ou Xingsun not to show him. After all, who could know who cursed him with more than a hundred people around him?

But he was frightened and disappointed, because Ou Xingsun's eyes turned around and stared at the young man who was swallowing saliva because of fear. The baton in his hand also pointed at him and shouted: "Is he the ** scolded just now?"

"Me? Where? Not me?" the young man shouted with trembling all over, turning his head in horror to use his gaze to shift the wolf that locked him in front of him to so many others.

However, when he turned his head and saw that he was just crowded with people behind him, his left and right side was empty; his right side was also empty; his back was even empty.

The crowd seemed to have been bitten by a hungry wolf, and it seemed that this young man was scattered with a plague. Everyone was afraid of it and flashed him in their empty mouths.

This is also why Ou Xingsun saw at a glance that the young man caused trouble: the people around him moved away quietly in order to avoid disaster!

"It's really not me! I didn't scold me just now!" The young man looked at Ou Xingsun, who was gritting his teeth, and retreated in horror while lying at the top of his lungs. He looked around and looked for help.

However, where can it help?

The group of people who stood side by side with him just now cursed with him and cursed the foreign sect with the most vicious words had already gone away, and everyone was filled with joy on their faces, and they were watching him with a gloating expression!

"I...I...Aren't I talking for you just now?" The young man, sweating all over, retreated in a hurry, while watching the group of hippie spectators screaming in fear. He had no hatred, because the Chinese would never have such feelings of hatred when they save their lives, unless you are not a coward but a hero.

Finally, he couldn't stand the ferociousness of Ou Xingsun who was getting closer and closer in front of him. He turned around and ran wildly, trying to push the crowd away from the search for power behind him.

"Catch that grandson for me!" Ou Xingsun snorted coldly from behind.

He said this very soon. The crowd who was still avoiding the plague and laughing and retreating as he approached, immediately moved. Several men who looked as strong as him blocked him with a smile and pushed him with their arms.

"Catch this kid! This kid dares to scold the foreign sect!" someone shouted with a laugh.

"He even scolded the official!" Someone laughed.

"Where did the stupidity come from?" Someone was laughing.

"Okay, catch him and let the officer repair him! Hehe." Someone clapped his hands and shouted.

These terrifying laughing voices surrounded the young man like Satan's poisonous fog, which made him feel the huge fear and despair rushing around and causing his ribs to hurt. The crowd in front of him became increasingly unfriendly, and no one could dodge, but kept pushing him.

"This kid is from another place, right? Is it from the boat in Chaozhou?" Someone recognized him.

"Outsiders? Damn, why are the nonsense of us talking nonsense?" someone immediately responded, with contempt in his tone.

"You dare to scold Jesus? Are you going to be hanged?" someone asked questioningly.

"This bastard just wanted to hit Dr. Li with a stone! Dr. Li is a good person! Hang this heretic bastard!"

"Hang? OK! The new gallows outside the city were hanging people, and they looked good when they were hung!" Someone screamed with excitement, but it was conceivable that the man's expression must have been gasping for breath.

"Catch him! Hang him! Haha!" someone shouted.

These words made the young man who was hit in the crowd almost scared me. He rushed into the middle of the two, trying to squeeze a gap to escape, but the man reached out and slapped him. The young man, who was both scared and desperate, gritted his teeth and punched the man in the face.

"Hit? Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" I don't know who started shouting first, with haha ​​casual jokes at first, but soon more and more calls like this. His tone was no longer a joke, but a deep hatred, or hiding pride and joy under his skin, because although everyone who rushed to the boy or hit or kicked became more and more serious and hatred, his eyes were full of smiles.

There is nothing more fun than everyone fighting a bad guy in groups. The reason is very simple: he can definitely not beat so many people by himself, and everyone is coming to beat people for the sake of the court. This is so cool.

"Bare him to death! Beast! Scum! Damn it! Who told you to come and play wildly?" The crowd became more and more moved, and the slogan turned into a deep hatred for the young man. Of course, the young man was quickly knocked to the ground by a punch, and then a group of people went up and kicked him hard.

"Do not go! I want to last time too!" The people outside the crowd are now rushing inside like crazy, wanting to get a good opportunity to kick people in vain.

The young man who was beaten was lying on the ground, his body arched like a shrimp. With every blow, he screamed in his mouth. In his occasionally opened eyelids, he could see the surprise and excitement on the faces of the group of people who were kicking him around him. Wasn't this group of people just side by side with him just scolding the foreign slaves and bullying his master and the ancestor? Aren't they their comrades just now? Why did they suddenly become them yelling and beating themselves to death?

We were going to kill the foreign priests just now, weren’t they?

"Stop making trouble! Drag it out!" Ou Xingsun shouted outside the crowd, nodded and bowed to Dr. Li, who was worried, and Zhang Bicheng and others who were shocked and couldn't even close their chin, laughed and said, "It's okay, I can't die. Don't worry, this beating is a kiss or a love. How can you teach them to love Jesus if you don't beat or scold?"

"Jesus cannot be beaten and scolded, Jesus is love!" Elder Hou shouted, jumping and shouting.

Since Ou Xingsun had spoken, the crowd immediately turned from the furious group of wolves back to the docile lamb. The two of them dragged the dying young man over the mud and threw him on the mud like a dead dog on the mud in front of Ou Xingsun, and offered it to the boss, Ou Xingsun like a spoil.

"Boy, are you still crazy? This is the Song Dynasty, which was established as a god. She wants to be the remnants of the Qing Dynasty and go to the Qing Dynasty. There is no cover in the East China Sea, so you can swim over." Ou Xingsun teased while kicking the young man hard into the waist, causing the people on the ground to spasm on the mud for a while, but he was beaten so hard that he didn't even groan.

"Well, beaten! This little beast dares to scold our government!" someone shouted in the crowd;

This immediately echoed.

"This bastard just wanted to smash Dr. Li! Dr. Li doesn't have any money to treat him!" Someone even remembered the benefits of Dr. Li, which made him feel a lot of voices of shared hatred and regret. Everyone shouted that they should rush up now and beat the young man who wanted to smash Dr. Li to death.

The crowd suddenly became uneasy, and the three preachers on the opposite side became nervous, trying their best to stop the crowd from exploding, because if the crowd went crazy, the young man lying on the mud would be torn to pieces in the blink of an eye.

Everyone likes the word "law does not blame others" and killing people.
To be continued...