Reborn South Africa as a police officer

Chapter 154 The King

The patrol captain who wounded the policeman was called Lance, and he was a second lieutenant in the Welch Fusiliers.

Lance’s grandfather participated in the British Opium War against the Qing Dynasty. Now Lance’s home in the UK still keeps the spoils that Lance’s grandfather brought back from the Qing Dynasty. It was a very beautiful vase and a pair of embroidered shoes from the Qing Dynasty.

Lance didn't know anything about blue and white pastels, but he knew that someone once offered 100 pounds to buy a vase in Lance's house.

The price was high enough, but Lance's grandfather didn't sell it.

Compared with the vase, Lance is more curious about the pair of embroidered shoes from the Qing Dynasty.

According to Lance's grandfather, it was a pair of adult shoes that Lance's grandfather took off from the feet of a Qing Dynasty woman.

What makes Lance unbelievable is that the shoes are so small that even Lance's ten-year-old daughter can't fit them, and the shoes have a strange smell, which makes Lance's heart feel uneasy. Fen's heart is even more eager to move.

What makes Lance more regrettable is that there are no Chinese women in the Johannesburg Police Station, otherwise Lance must find a way to see with his own eyes whether the feet of Chinese women are as small and exquisite as Lance's grandfather said.

On the day of the brawl, Lance was warned by his superiors not to cause trouble during this period and to guard against retaliation by the Johannesburg Police Department.

Lance didn't care, the police in Johannesburg dared to retaliate against the Welch Fusiliers?

Don't be kidding, the countries founded by the Boers have been wiped out, just relying on the Chinese policemen in the Johannesburg police station?

In fact, to be honest, probably Lance's superiors didn't think that the Johannesburg Police Department had the guts to retaliate, so the day after the brawl happened, Lance still led a team to patrol the streets as usual.

The patrol consisted of 12 people, including Lance. As usual, they lined up neatly, sang the military song of the Welch Fusiliers, and left the barracks in high spirits.

Seeing the patrol team coming out, passers-by on the road ran away one after another. A few Boer children looked at the patrol team curiously on the side of the road, but they were dragged home viciously by their parents. Immediately, the parents scolded and the children cried. come out.

There are a few skinny stray dogs in the garbage dump by the roadside. They only look for food from the garbage dump and have no time to hide.

Lance pulled out his Webley revolver, took aim at the nearest stray dog ​​and pulled the trigger.

Bah!

The stray dogs fell down in response, and the rest of the stray dogs howled and fled in all directions.

Lance and his men laughed.

Whenever encountering such a scene, Lance feels his blood is boiling. In Johannesburg, Lance feels that he is the king here.

Following the fixed patrol route, the patrol soon arrived at the construction site where the police were beaten yesterday.

Compared with yesterday, the construction progress of the construction site has not been affected. When the patrol team passed by here yesterday, the workers on the construction site were placing police badges on the roof of the magnificent marble main building. Now the police badges have been installed, eye-catching The police badge was shining brightly in the sun, which greatly hurt Lance's nerves.

Will the police in Johannesburg work in such a magnificent building in the future?

When Lance passed by here before, he always thought that this was the private house of some important person, so Lance never felt jealous, because Lance could not afford to offend those important persons.

When Lance found out that this was actually the future Johannesburg Police Station, he thought about the low, dilapidated wooden house on his farm, and the damp and simple barracks in the temporary camp. The moment Lance saw the police badge yesterday, he suddenly lost his mental balance. That's why they beat the two policemen on duty.

There are still police officers on the construction site today, not Boer policemen, but two Zulu policemen.

Without Lance taking the initiative to provoke, some patrol members yelled at the two Zulu policemen.

"Fack squid—"

"Hey, that, is it because your parents didn't turn on the light when they made you at night, so you are so dark—"

Really, swear words, thunderstorms, who said white people can't swear?

very creative-

It's a pity that such creative words did not get any response.

The two Zulu policemen didn't seem to understand English. No matter how the patrol team insulted them, the two Zulu policemen smiled at the patrol team with big innocent eyes.

A Zulu police officer waved to the patrol—

Wait, wave?

Why is the hand not fully open, but deliberately left a middle finger?

"Shut up!"

"Fuck him!"

"This time I'm going to beat him until his mother doesn't recognize him."

The sharp-eyed patrol members immediately became furious, and more than a dozen patrol members charged the two Zulu police officers on duty.

The two Zulu policemen were obviously a little confused. They didn't run away, nor did they beg for mercy, they just stood there blankly.

More than a dozen patrol members swarmed up and surrounded the two Zulu policemen, punching and kicking them.

"Stop, we're the police—"

"Why hit us—"

The two policemen finally managed to beg for mercy, but this seemed to make the patrol even more brutal, and some even used the butts of their guns.

Such a big movement must have aroused the attention of others.

Unlike the Zulu workers who were timid yesterday who only dared to watch from a distance and dare not get close, this time, some Zulu workers slowly surrounded them.

"Oh, stop hitting—"

Someone hypocritically persuaded the fight.

"Fuck, get out!"

The bloody patrol team members just went over with the butt of their guns.

Xiao Hei, who was persuading the fight, was caught off guard and was hit heavily on the head by the butt of a gun, causing blood to flow down immediately.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The patrol member laughed wildly, and before the laughter fell, he was punched heavily in the ribs.

"you--"

The patrol member exclaimed, before he could finish a complete swear word, he was kicked heavily in the lower abdomen, and then he was overwhelmed by the crowd.

Ten minutes later, sirens sounded on the street, and several policemen ran towards this side while blowing their sirens.

Xiao Hei, who made the move, immediately dispersed.

There were only twelve patrol soldiers with swollen pig heads left on the ground, and two Zulu policemen who were beaten even worse.

"We can't let them escape, and bring them back—" Lance was also beaten into a pig's head, his military uniform was covered with mud and blood, his face was beaten several times, his eyes were black and his eyes were black. Congested, the nose was broken, and two front teeth were knocked out.

The patrolman who hurried over didn't speak. He looked at the two Zulu policemen who couldn't even scream, and looked at Lance with anger.

Only then did Lance realize that he was not the king of Johannesburg.

　Since so many brothers have read this chapter, I will post two chapters together——

　　

　

(End of this chapter)