Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1122 Snack Street

Roque wondered if he could maintain the enthusiasm for southern Africa that Foch now has for France at Foch's age.

From Foch, Roque saw loyalty and persistence. When the World War broke out, Foch was almost 60 years old, but he still fought on the front line like a young man, never flinching, and did not regret until death.

In fact, there are many people like Foch in every country. Ad and Philip are now 60 years old. They are still conscientious, hardworking, and dedicated to Southern Africa.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little dull. Emotionally, Roque wanted to help Foch, but reason told Roque not to do so.

Foch drank a lot of wine in the evening and soon became very drunk. Roque and Ida sent the entourage that Foch had given to him back to the room, and the two left the Rhodesia Hotel on foot.

"I really didn't expect that France has degenerated to such a degree in just over ten years." Ada hates iron and steel. Although Ada has joined the southern African nationality, Ada still does not want to see France weaken to This is the point today.

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your responsibility." Rock heard the guilt in Ada's words.

"But I'm also one of the murderers. If I wanted you to help the French government, what would you do?" Ada's angle was tricky, and it seemed that this was not just a question of whether to help or not.

"Then I will spend [-] million to buy Madagascar, anyway, there is your money in it—" Rock will not reject Ada, but he will not let Ada go.

Ada chuckled, took Roque by the arm, and hopped along the grid on the sidewalk like a little girl.

Rock smiled dotingly, Ada was rarely so unscrupulous as now, Rock could feel Ada's happiness.

A few crooked drunks came on the sidewalk ahead, and Fitch jumped out of the car next to him, a loaded revolver in his hand.

Rock waved to Fitch, this kind of small role is not worth making a fuss about, Rock can handle it by himself.

If it weren't for Ada, maybe Rock would pass by the drunks without incident.

Although Ada was wearing Roque's clothes, her figure was still very seductive in the night, so the eyes of the drunks were a little straight.

Rock didn't speak, and walked steadily forward. I could feel that Ada was shaking a little while holding Rock's hand.

"Ma'am, you are so beautiful!" Just as she passed by, a drunk suddenly greeted Ida.

Ada lowered her head and covered her mouth with a smile. In recent years, few people have dared to praise Ada so bluntly.

Rock couldn't help but laugh. It seems that no matter how many children a woman has, they all need praise.

"Sir, your female partner is very beautiful." A drunk man dared to talk to Roque. Although Roque seemed to be alone, he still had a temperament.

"Thank you—" If Ida didn't feel a little happier, Rock really didn't want to talk to these guys.

"Would you like to find a place to have a drink? We are leaving Pretoria tomorrow. Pretoria is really a beautiful city, but our Xuanwu City is not bad either—" Drunk Chinese is incoherent, they wear All of them are in military uniform, but they don't have military ranks, so they are probably just discharged from the army.

Rock's eyes finally softened a little. These drunks should all be Rock's subordinates.

"Come on, come on, let's find a place to continue drinking, my treat!" A drunk suggested, and the other drunks responded enthusiastically.

Rock shook his head and was speechless, and stepped up a little bit to prepare to leave.

"Don't go, let's have a drink together." A drunk reached out to pull Roque.

Rock suddenly shouted: "Long live the king!"

Several drunks immediately stood at attention as if under a spell, repeating mechanically: "Long live the king! Long live victory! Long live England!"

Before the drunks finished shouting, Rock and Ada left quickly.

Rock is fine, but Ada is trembling, and keeps asking Rock: "Why are they doing this? What's going on? What kind of magic did you use on them?"

Fart magic, this is the slogan that the Southern African Expeditionary Force shouted every night before lights out when they were in France.

Who said that the British can't brainwash, their brainwashing method is really simple and direct.

Before Rock could answer, he heard a "gudong" behind him.

Looking back, a drunk man fell to the ground and snored loudly after shouting slogans——

Don't dislike the coolness on the ground!

Going forward, Pretoria is crowded with people and brightly lit at night.

If the world war had an impact on southern Africa, it should have promoted the industry in southern Africa to a higher level, and the business has become more prosperous. Before the world war, there were less than 5 people in Pretoria, and now it must have exceeded [-] people. Ten thousand.

When passing by an ice cream shop, Aida refused to leave, saying that he really wanted to eat an ice cream.

Rock groped all over his body but couldn't find a penny. The store owner noticed Rock's embarrassment, and happily handed the ice cream to Ada, saying that he didn't want money for free.

Rock was about to say something when Fitch came over again and gave the boss twenty rand directly.

The price of the ice cream was only ten cents, and the boss was about to give me some change, but Fei Qi waved his hand to say no.

The boss was overjoyed and shouted thank you at the top of his voice. Such a generous young man is rare.

It's not enough for Ada to eat ice cream by herself, she also needs Rock to eat with her.

Rock reluctantly took a sip and found that the taste was not bad.

So every time Ada passed by a snack bar, she would stop to have a taste. Rock simply asked for Fitch's wallet and found that it was full of twenty-rand notes.

"A rich man!" Rock couldn't help sighing, and Ada finally couldn't help laughing. Rock is the richest person in southern Africa. There is no one. Stoudemire's current wealth is far behind Rock.

Then eat all the way, freshly baked cakes, fresh egg tarts, creamy chocolates, fried fish, chips, candied haws, Ada actually found a shop of sugar kneaders, the shop owner looked at Ada, without hesitation He pinched Ada a phoenix and explained the meaning of the phoenix in detail.

Ada was very satisfied, and Rock still handed over the twenty rand, and the shop owner was so happy from ear to ear.

Looking back at Fitch, he found that Fitch was collecting money with a few Rock's guards with a sad face, because he was worried that there was not enough money in his wallet.

Rock bought a rose for Ada with the last twenty rand.

Ada was finally satisfied, she snuggled up to Rock and walked forward slowly together.

Rock was belching as he walked. Ada only ate a little bit of the snacks he bought just now, and Rock swept up the rest.

"Every year from now on, you will come out to play with me. You can do whatever you want at other times. I am very happy today." In the dim light, Ada looked at Rock, with light in her eyes.

"Okay, if I forget, you must remind me." Rock couldn't find a reason to refuse. One day a year is really not a high requirement.

Satisfied, Ada walked forward slowly with Rock on her arm, as if the noise of people around her didn't exist.

If it ends like this, then the evening must be perfect.

But things often backfired. Rock and Ada hadn't walked out of the snack street when they happened to be checked by the police.

In Rock's impression, although the police in southern Africa have great power, they will never abuse their power. Rock and Henry have always demanded that the police should serve the people. Citizens should be as gentle as the spring breeze.

The policeman in front of him is obviously not like this. A citizen probably forgot to carry his ID card, so a policeman blew his siren, and several policemen rushed over with batons, threw him on the ground and put him in handcuffs , and then charged into the police car.

The citizens begged for mercy from the beginning to the end, and the surrounding citizens looked surprised, watching the rough police officers dare not speak out.

Rock didn't speak, just watched the police arresting him silently.

Ada looked at Rock worriedly. Although there was no mirror in front of Rock, he knew that his face must be ugly.

The police who arrested the person did not stop, and quickly checked around Rock.

"Show me your ID card." The policeman said in a cold tone, looking at Roque with a trace of confusion in his eyes. He may have seen Roque's photo somewhere, but he obviously didn't connect Roque with the photo. Probably no one would have thought of it. , Roque would appear in the downtown like this.

"I didn't bring—" Rock's voice was indifferent, and he looked at the policeman with cold eyes to see how he would deal with it.

"Boss, there's a gentleman here who doesn't have an ID card either." The policeman didn't dare to do anything, and turned around and shouted in the direction of the police car.

"What should I do? Do I need to—" The words in the police car were only halfway through, and then the door was pushed open vigorously. Crawling up and down in a hurry, the speed at which the beads of sweat on his forehead increased was visible to the naked eye.

Rock felt that the inspector looked familiar, but he couldn't name him. He should have met him before, but Rock didn't have a deep impression.

The inspector must have been deeply impressed by Roque. He quickly ran to Roque and stood at attention to salute. He opened his mouth for a long time and said nothing.

Rock didn't talk nonsense, Fitch had already driven the car to Rock's side at this time, Rock didn't forget to help Ada open the door first, and then walked around from the front of the car to the other side to get on the car.

The convoy walked away, and Rock didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

The inspector was sweating profusely, watching the taillights of the car disappear into the street, and sat down on the ground. He didn't recover for a long time, and his body was as wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The policeman who asked Rock for his ID card didn't dare to speak. No matter how dull he was at this time, he knew he had made a mistake that shouldn't be made.

It took a long time for the inspector to get up from the ground, and then lost his mind: "Retract the team—"

"Inspector, do you want to stop the investigation?" An uninterested policeman asked in a low voice.

The inspector immediately found an outlet, took off his hat and threw it at his head and face: "Check, check you, we will all be unlucky tomorrow, if the director doesn't skin us, the director can kill us."

I really knew today, why bother at the beginning.

(End of this chapter)