mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 142 Tata Tata
Originally, Zhao Chuanxin planned to find a ship and go directly north to Tianjin. It would be even better if he went all the way outside the customs.

I didn't expect this to happen.

He inquired curiously for two days, but he didn't want this matter to become a big one.

The female prisoner in custody is Li Wang. This woman has a strong background. Her father has been doing business in Chongqing for many years and has considerable assets. Her uncle presided over the customs broker of the Sichuan Merchants and Chongqing Bureau in Chongqing. Her deceased husband was also an official of the Qing court.

This time, Li Wang's purpose was to transport the dead husband's body back to his hometown for burial.

There are three servants and fifteen slaves aged 8-14 in the same company.

The problem arises in these slaves.

The crew of the ship were foreigners, and when they saw someone bringing a group of slaves aboard, they wanted to blackmail them.Li Wang probably felt that he had money to bring many people, it was reasonable and legal, and there was no need to satisfy the crew because of this matter, so he refused.

As a result, the crew sued an American missionary for kidnapping and trafficking women.

When the news spread to Shanghai, the police from the Shanghai Concession waited directly at the pier and arrested him in one fell swoop.

After the arrest, the police in the French Concession were handed over to the public police house.

The reason for suing Li Wang is that she is suspected of illegal trafficking of women and children.

So everyone spread rumors and said that she was abducted to become a prostitute.

Zhao Chuanxin thought about Li Wang's family background, and felt that such a person would not be a pimp.

But he also hated the slave trade such as "servants", which is why so many people wanted to overthrow the Qing Dynasty.

The cause of the trouble was that the British vice-consul De Weimen and the Chinese officer Guan Jiong brought Li Wang to confront the court.

The Li Wang family has a complete set of purchase procedures in their hands, and those slaves also explained that the family voluntarily sold them.

But Deweimen insisted that slave trading itself is illegal in a civilized society, and Li Wang's so-called purchase procedures just became evidence of a crime.

Regardless of whether it is a crime or not, Guan Jiong emphasized that this is the business of the Chinese themselves, and Li Wang must be put into a women's prison first.But De Wei refused to let the door go, and let the police officers present fight for Li Wang's family.

The two sides started working on the spot, patrolling these fake foreign devils and successfully defeated the government servants of the Qing court.

This matter instantly spread to major cities at home and abroad, including Tianjin, Shanghai, and Guangzhou in China.Overseas London and New York and other places in the United States.

Li Wang's case was to be retried. On the day of the trial, many reporters and audiences came.

The case hadn't been tried much, and fierce conflicts broke out at the scene, and those foreign journalists fought with the Chinese audience present at the trial.

Zhao Chuanxin is also a member of the audience.

He looked at Shuangfa in a daze, you pinched me, and I kicked you very violently.

He is absolutely against the slave trade, if it is said to punish Li Wang, he will not feel cruel at all.When she was enjoying the service of those servants, who would pity those girls who were not even underage?

Because the Chinese boycotted American goods before, people now have a bad impression of foreigners.I feel that this is a matter for the Chinese, and it is not the turn of foreigners to intervene.

That's why the conflict broke out.

We can solve it behind closed doors. What does it matter to you foreigners?

This is a matter of principle.

So Zhao Chuanxin thought about it and decided not to participate directly. Anyway, scratching his hair and scratching his face won't cause much trouble.

But seeing the angry expressions of the Chinese present, he faintly felt that this incident might continue.

I wanted to leave, and felt that I could still help out if things got serious.But if you stay, isn't this just eating and being free?
After hesitating, he stayed in Shanghai for a few more days.

On the seventeenth day of the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, the embassy in Beijing sent an order of acquittal to Shanghai.But the Consulate in Shanghai deliberately delayed the release for two days, and released him only on November [-]th.

It is obvious that they are contemptuous of the official authority of the Qing court.

This is a stab at a hornet's nest.

The Chinese in Shanghai began to protest and burned down the police house.

On the other side, the foreigners recruited the "All Nations Merchant Group" and armies from various countries to suppress it.

Then, they opened fire.

Zhao Chuanxin, who was in the crowd, was taken aback when he heard the gunshot.

Then his face turned livid.

He squeezed through the crowd, walked outside the nearby shop, took out his gun and started shooting at the foreigners.

"Ah, they shot!"

"Killed people!"

"Our people shot too!"

"Good fight, kill the foreigner!"

While the protesting crowd retreated in horror, many people also looked back curiously.

I saw a man in a coat with a strange mask on his head, only two eyes were exposed.

He leaned slightly sideways, holding the pistol in his hand. He held the pistol high, held the gun at an angle, and fired methodically.

Always a shot in the chest and a shot in the head.

The hand is called steady, and the hit is called accurate!

"It's too powerful, if you kill a foreigner, let's copy him!"

"Throw stones at them!"

There are not so many stones, but bricks, brooms, shoes and the like are flying all over the sky.

Zhao Chuanxin shot and killed three people in a row.Then find a bunker to defend.

Seeing the fierce firepower of the opponent, his face became grim, the pistol disappeared, and there was a Madsen machine gun in his hand.

During the gap between the opponent's firing, he stepped out, and the machine gun in his hand began to swallow flames.

The legs were steady, the waist was rotated, and after the machine guns fired, the foreign troops fell in pieces.

The Chinese demonstrators were stunned!

They may have seen shooting, but they have basically never seen what war is like, let alone such a powerful weapon as a machine gun.

Zhao Chuanxin directly finished a shuttle of bullets, immediately changed the magazine, and continued to shoot.

A group of foreigners with rifles had no strength to fight back at all, and they were beaten up crying and howling.

"Damn it, isn't it awesome?"

Zhao Chuanxin had a great time today!

After the second magazine was fired, the survivors on the opposite side were afraid to show their faces.

Zhao Chuanxin shook his hand, the machine gun disappeared, and a pistol appeared in his hand again.

Click, load.

The body suddenly rose up, one step catching up with ordinary people and rushing over in three or five steps.

He walked around the bunker, put the pistol on his waist with his right hand, and pressed the opponent's muzzle with his left hand so that the muzzle was facing down, bang bang bang!

The foreign soldiers behind the bunker fell down.

There was a person in front of him, and Zhao Chuanxin raised his gun, holding it steady with both hands, bang!

Headshot directly.

The demonstrators in the back hung far away, not daring to approach, and very curious.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished shooting, he changed the gun directly, loaded it, and continued to shoot.

A quick shooter suddenly appeared from behind the bunker and shot Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin paused for a moment.

The marchers exclaimed.

"The hero is shot!"

"Oops!"

The opponent used a revolver.

It is not easy to fire a second shot, Zhao Chuanxin will not give him this opportunity.

Boom!

Fall to the ground!

The marchers were dumbfounded!

You got shot, how can you act like a normal person?

It was the foreign army that was dispersed here, but it was not the army that fought against the demonstrators on the other side, but people from the Wanuo Business Group.

Zhao Chuanxin turned his head and shouted to a group of Chinese marchers: "Don't follow me, why don't you go back, aren't you afraid of bullets?"

With a roar, he hurried to another street.

At this time, he had another Madsen machine gun in his hand.

Several foreigners in top hats and suits were holding rifles and were shooting at the parade.

Several marchers fell to the ground, and the rest screamed and retreated. A foreigner triumphantly carried a rifle on his shoulder.

In his opinion, these people are just calling out on the street because of the number of people.

"The sick man of East Asia is vulnerable!"

Unexpectedly, out of the corner of his eye, something seemed wrong.

When he turned his head, he saw a man with a mask on his head and could not see his face clearly, only a pair of fire-breathing eyes, walking towards this side with a machine gun in his right arm.

Tata Tata...

(End of this chapter)