Chapter 30: Dirty Heart
Lin Shirong frowned, "Senior brother, what kind of bird language does this fake foreigner say?" ā
Xu Feng smiled: "He told you to get out." ā
"What?" Lin Shirong was furious, clenched his fists, and rushed towards the Tang comprador in great strides, "Looking for death-"
The eighty-pound stone plate that stood in front of him was kicked away by him!
The comprador was immediately frightened, and went to get the firearm on the table in a panic.
Xu Feng approached with a crane-shaped body technique, and at the same time took out the ivory short-handled firearm that had been prepared a long time ago.
As soon as the comprador looked up, he was hit by a firearm.
"Big, big brother spares ...... life"
The comprador knew that this time he had hit a hard stubble, so he hurriedly threw away the firearm and raised his hand like a king.
Lin Shirong rushed up, "Senior Brother Ah Feng, it's better for you to be fast!" ā
His fan-like palm hung in the air, but he didn't fall in a hurry, "Senior Brother Ah Feng, can I fight now?" ā
Xu Feng hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Shirong, don't be impatient, wait until I finish asking." ā
"Good!" Lin Shirong grabbed the comprador by the collar, easily took him out from behind the desk, and slammed him on the ground.
The comprador screamed and collapsed on the ground, not daring to move.
"Two heroes spare their lives, you want money, right, but none of this money is mine, it's all from Lord Jishan, if you rob Lord Jishan's money, Lord Jishan will definitely not let you go!"
On the surface, he was begging for mercy, but in fact, he moved out of the background of Jishan to scare Xu Feng.
Jishan is the naval commander of the country of Maliken, and the brazen steel warship docked in the coastal sea is Jishan's ship.
Xu Feng squatted down, pointed a firearm at the comprador's face, and said disappointedly: "Look at you like this, are you still a Tang man?" Don't you feel ashamed? Your motherland was bullied by these foreigners, not only were you ashamed, but you also went to be a dog for them and helped them deceive their compatriots? ā
The comprador swallowed in his throat and pleaded in pale defense, "IāI didn't ...... I'm for, for the good of the Tang people. ā
Xu Feng sighed, "It seems that a person like you who forgets his ancestors can't be too polite." Senior Brother Shirong, I'm sorry for you. ā
Lin Shirong grinned, "It's finally time to do it!" ā
As he spoke, Lin Shirong slapped the comprador in the face, and with so much strength, he directly flew the comprador fan, and his body turned 360 degrees in the air, and then he slammed on the ground and fainted.
Xu Feng hurriedly probed his nose, "It's okay, there's still gas." ā
Lin Shirong scratched his head and said with embarrassment: "This guy is too unbeaten, right?" I just slapped it lightly. ā
Xu Feng picked up a pot of herbal tea from the desk and splashed it on the comprador's face, and the comprador shook his body and woke up.
But he deliberately closed his eyes and pretended to be unconscious.
Xu Feng raised his eyebrows and said loudly: "Senior brother, herbal tea is not enough, otherwise let's wake him up with urine, right?" ā
Lin Shirong was really good, and immediately unbuttoned his belt.
The comprador hurriedly opened his eyes and shouted, "Wake up! Wake up! I'm awake! ā
"Serve you on the street!" Lin Shirong stubbornly fastened his trouser belt.
Xu Feng shouted coldly at the comprador: "If you don't tell the truth, it's not just as simple as slapping you." Say, what's going on with Jinshan? ā
"I, I said, ......" the comprador said with a bitter face, "There is no gold mountain in this world at all!" The foreign men of the country of Meliken were not industrious enough to reclaim the land they had robbed, and they heard that the Tang people were hard-working, so they used Jinshan as a bait to trick the Tang people into signing labor agreements and going to the country of Meliken to build railways and cities. That labor agreement was for life and, moreover, unpaid...... Do it until you die! ā
"Damn!" Lin Shirong's casserole-like fist clenched so violently that the bones of his whole body gurgled.
The comprador subconsciously hid behind Xu Feng.
Xu Feng asked coldly: "Three years ago, you deceived a group of laborers in Yangjiang?" ā
"Three years ago...... Yes. The comprador replied cautiously.
"Is there a man named Ding Dazhi there?"
"This ......," the comprador said with a face full of embarrassment: "There are not five hundred but three hundred Tang laborers who sign contracts every year, how can I remember this?" ā
Xu Feng asked in a deep voice: "You signed a contract with them, so there should be a contract file, right?" Find out Ding Dazhi's contract file, and I'll let you go. ā
The comprador said with a sad face: "What kind of file, as long as the laborers get on the ship of Jishan, they will be chained, locked in the bilge, and only given one meal for two days, and those who can reach Jinshan alive after sailing on the sea for more than a month, two or three out of ten......"
He took a breath and said cautiously: "Even if Nading Dazhi survives this hurdle, after arriving at Jinshan, he will have to keep building roads and mining...... No Tang laborer can survive three years! This is also the reason why Jishan's ship always has to constantly deceive people to go to Jinshan, and no Tang laborer has ever been able to come back alive. ā
It seems that Ding Dazhi is dead.
Xu Feng had been mentally prepared for this, but he still couldn't help but be angry.
He grabbed the comprador by the collar and shouted angrily: "You know this, but you watch your compatriots being mutilated? What about your conscience! ā
"His conscience has been eaten by dogs!" Lin Shirong's eyes were almost bursting with flames, "Phew! I'm wrong, dogs won't eat his dirty heart! Senior Brother Ah Feng, you get out of the way, I'm going to kill him! ā
The comprador was suddenly frightened, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me, good man!" I'll do whatever you want! ā
Xu Feng raised his hand to stop Lin Shirong, and said to the comprador in a deep voice: "Okay, I don't want to kill you, but you have to go out, stand on the platform, and tell the scam of Jinshan." ā
The comprador looked stunned and froze in place.
"Hero, Lord Yang won't let me go, they will kill me."
Xu Feng sneered: "Lord Yang's firearms can kill you, my senior brother's iron fist can also kill you, you have deceived so many compatriots, I will give you a chance to apologize, you can choose one of the two." ā
Lin Shirong geared up and was ready.
You clutch your head in pain, "IāI listen to you." ā
"You still have a bit of a conscience." Xu Feng said coldly.
Lin Shirong picked up the comprador and said, "Let's go!" ā
Under the hostage of Lin Shirong and Xu Feng, the comprador walked out of the room weakly and walked onto the color stage.
On the color stage, another comprador was holding an iron horn and vigorously promoting, and was stunned when he saw his companion being supported by two strangers.
"Hey, isn't that Lin Shirong?"
The young people in the audience also stretched their necks, their faces full of curiosity.
Lin Shirong snatched the tin horn with his hand and shouted in his thunderous voice: "Brothers-"
The people below were all silent, quietly waiting for Lin Shirong to speak.
Lin Shirong paused for a while, scratching his head in embarrassment, "What, I can't tell you clearly, next, my third junior brother A Feng will tell you!" ā
As he spoke, he handed the iron microphone to Xu Feng.
The crowd almost fainted.
Let Lin Shirong fight ten at a time, he won't frown, but let him speak in front of so many people, his brain will be a mess.