Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 1301 Losing Money

During this period, the social status of American soldiers was not high.

Don’t look at all kinds of bragging in literary and artistic works, they are all artistically processed, not to mention the United States, the social status of the British soldiers is also not high, just look at the income, the British soldiers at the end of the last century had an annual income of 39 to 52 The annual salary of coolies and sailors on the dock is about the same.

In addition to the basic income, naval soldiers in southern Africa also receive various welfare subsidies. Troops stationed abroad also have resident allowances. All kinds of income are counted. The annual income is between 120 and 200 rand, which is the standard middle class.

As a sergeant, Zhu Shun ranks in the ranks of non-commissioned officers, with an annual income of about 180 rand, and his family has a farm in Victoria, so Zhu Shun carries a lot of small bits and pieces, such as watches, rings, and even exposed guns The handles are all ivory. Under the background of the economic crisis, such a person appears in a bar in New York, a proper fat sheep.

Don't think that you won't be in trouble if you wear a navy uniform. Those hooligans at the bottom even dare to kill the president after taking drugs, and robbing people is commonplace.

Zhu Shun has not yet realized how bad the law and order situation in New York is.

New York is to the United States roughly what Los Angeles is to southern Africa.

In Los Angeles, not to mention that the roads are not picked up and the house is not closed at night, the law and order is really good, and safety is still guaranteed in most cases.

New York is the most chaotic area in the United States. The first stop of many European immigrants to the United States is New York, so many people vote in New York, and then leave New York to go to various parts of the United States. The New York City Police Department has such a I don't know how many cases have been backlogged, and I can't investigate them, and I have no clue.

"Dude, what time is it?" The guy who followed Zhu Shun into the bathroom stood beside Zhu Shun casually.

"A quarter past six." Zhu Shun replied casually, squinting down his eyes, and then his confidence increased greatly.

O man!

"Your watch is good. Is it made in England or Paris? You southern Africans are really rich. Such a watch costs about one or two hundred pounds. It may be more expensive. I am not an ignorant person. I am in Iraq. Teno has seen a wristwatch that costs 1500 pounds—” The guy next to Zhu Shun chattered, his trousers were pulled up and his left hand was in his trouser pocket without taking it out: “——Can I have a look?”

Zhu Shun didn't speak, he shook and shook carefully, went to the sink and turned on the faucet.

"I'm talking to you—" the malicious guy yelled, reaching out to grab Zhu Shun's clothes.

Zhu Shun turned half sideways and stepped forward, punching the guy directly on the chest and ribs.

The guy immediately fell to his knees, his mouth was wide open, he had difficulty breathing, and he looked at Zhu Shun with doubts.

At this time, he finally took his hand out of his trouser pocket, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhu Shun was furious, and kicked this guy hard on the chin.

The guy fell back without saying a word, his head hit the wall heavily, and then the bright red blood spread.

Under the dim light, the bloodstains were extremely dazzling.

Zhu Shun didn't speak, but calmly washed his hands, then opened the door and walked out.

The guys at the door looked surprised at Zhu Shun who came out.

Zhu Shun turned a blind eye and walked straight through the crowd.

Immediately, someone entered the bathroom to check, and then exclaimed: "Grab him, he killed Jack, Jack was killed by that guy—"

When Zhu Shun returned to the bar, George White and James were drinking happily. A woman with heavy make-up was sitting in Zhu Shun's seat. She didn't know when she came.

"Let's go!" Zhu Shun wanted to run after saying hello to George White.

"What's wrong?" George White still didn't know what happened.

"Wait, I haven't finished my drink—" James put his hand on the woman's thigh, and the woman smiled coquettishly.

At this time, a group of people rushed over from the bathroom, surrounding Zhu Shun, George White and others.

Ugh--

Zhu Shun sighed secretly, and casually put a gold coin with a face value of one rand on the bar: "Man, bring me a bottle of the strongest wine——"

strongest?

This request is so strange. When you come to the bar, don't you want a bottle of the strongest wine?

The bartender was obviously not surprised, his eyes lit up when he saw the gold coins, and he picked up a bottle of whiskey produced in southern Africa and put it on the bar.

This kind of whiskey uses that kind of black generous bottle, which is like a fucking small eight-edged purple gold hammer in the hand. If the bottle turns over during a fight, it will ensure that the opponent's face will be full of flowers.

"Boy, you killed Jack just now." A bald-headed strong man came out more and more, with a dagger flying up and down in his hand. match.

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, we haven't moved here." George White is a sergeant major and the highest rank among several people. He is sitting on a high stool in front of the bar, facing the big bald head, leaning behind At the bar, with a glass of beer in hand.

It is said that this kind of beer glass is also full of materials. If you hit it on the head, it is guaranteed to be full of bags.

"I didn't mention you, I meant that yellow man—" The big bald man really didn't deliberately insult Zhu Shun, there are many more ugly words than "yellow man", using "yellow man" to refer to Zhu Shun is already considered To Zhu Shun's Royal Navy status.

"You mean the robber?" Zhu Shun decided.

"What a robber, Jack is a good guy—" the bald man said solemnly.

"Hahahaha, Zhu is also a good person, we can testify!" James laughed.

Zhu Shun was in a bad mood immediately, you are a good person, and your whole family is a good person——

"No matter what, Zhu killed Jack, so he has to do something—" The bald man dragged a person from behind, his thick arms wrapped around the guy's neck tightly: "—this is Henry, Jack's Brother, you killed his brother, what do you say?"

The guy who was dragged over by the big bald head was inexplicably surprised, looked at the big bald head in a daze, and suddenly felt blessed: "—Yes, I am Jack's brother, you killed my brother—but Kenny, my name is Ford, not Henry—”

"Your name is no longer Ford, you are Henry." With a big bald head—Kenny had a fierce look on his face, and he was an expert in this kind of thing.

In New York in 1920, many people died every day due to various accidents.

The hooligans in these bars are not in the habit of calling the police when they encounter problems, and they don't even have to think about calling an ambulance because they have no money and can't afford it.

"What do you want to do?" Henry White didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

"To lose money, at least 100 pounds—" The big bald man didn't ask much, just 100 pounds, which is the price of a human life.

"100? It's crazy about money." George White was surprised. In southern Africa, when he was robbed, he could resist unlimitedly. It was normal to shoot the robbers to death without paying a penny.

"That's a big living person, isn't 100 normal?"

"That's a robber, worthless!"

"You who killed us, always give an explanation—"

"Ten quid, love or not." George White broke money and avoided disaster.

"Don't think about it, 100 pounds can't be less."

"100 pounds is not enough, these British people have money, at least 200 pounds."

George White's concession was regarded as weakness by this group of hooligans. These hooligans are best at making progress, and once they find a profit, they will swarm like leeches.

"Don't go too far, or you won't have a penny." George White is certainly not weak. A person who can be a sergeant major has countless lives in his hands.

"You beat our people to death, and you still say that we are too much?"

"Take them all down, and everything on them will be ours—" Someone fanned the flames in the corner of the bar.

Before George White had time to speak, a cup suddenly slammed at George White in the crowd.

George White stepped aside.

The glass shattered on the bar.

Then there are more cups flying over.

George White let out a strange cry, put his hands on the bar, and he fell into the bar.

Under the bar, the bartender pointed a double-barreled shotgun at George White: "Get out, this is not the place for you to stay, remember to pay for something broken—"

"Pay your sister!" George White roared, picking up a beer mug and throwing it at the big bald head.

There was a sudden chaos in the bar, beer glasses and saucers were everywhere in the air, and some incomprehensible guy actually smashed a chair into the bar.

The chair smashed on the wine cabinet in the bar, and countless wine bottles fell to the ground and shattered. The bar suddenly smelled of wine, and all kinds of wine mixed together, golden yellow, amber, pink, scarlet The color is really good-looking.

"Let's go, let's go, get out of here—" George White was startled, if someone threw a cigarette butt at this time, he wouldn't be able to hide.

"You bastards, you're going to lose money—" screamed the bartender with a double-barreled shotgun, and scrambled off the bar after George White.

There was already a mess outside the bar. Although the beer glasses and wine bottles were more lethal, they were only one person, and they still had to fight hard after throwing them out.

There are many hooligans in the bar, and although the number of naval officers and soldiers is small, they are well-trained and cooperate with each other, and the situation of melee is not a disadvantage.

Several people had already fallen on the ground, motionless, life or death unknown.

The big bald head rushed directly at George White.

George White picked up a high stool and slammed it heavily on the big bald head.

The big bald head fell to the ground without saying a word.

The fire finally started in the bar, and then the fire spread rapidly. The little hooligans who were fighting and the navy officers and soldiers didn't realize it. All kinds of strange screams and roars were mixed together. No one realized it.

Bah!

George White finally opened fire, not to hit anyone, but to fire a warning shot.

The hooligans who had been dazzled by the alcohol finally regained their senses and rushed out of the bar.

However, when the naval officers and soldiers left the bar, they did not forget to drag the people on the ground away.

(End of this chapter)