Your universe is so fragile

Chapter 87 Features of the Times
Zhang Zicheng has a different feeling for the city at the end of the 18th century.

It was a bit disappointing at first, and while it was expected to be dirty and dusty, it didn't have as many features as expected.

Guide cars and carriages are new, but other than that, they are just the white version of backward counties.

But immediately, Zhang Zicheng shook his head and denied his thoughts.

As an industrial city in the west, it is working hard to get rid of the wild atmosphere further west, maintaining the superficial civilization and law and order.Therefore, such as cowboy duels in games and movies, gang fights of various ethnicities, and racial conflicts between black and white people, even if there are, they are by no means everywhere on the street.

This is not a tourist city at all, and there are no supporting facilities for foreigners. As a "future" tourist, without a guide, the understanding of this city is superficial. Poor quality bricks and tiles.

So in order to get a better understanding of the customs of this world, Zhang Zicheng planned to stay in this city for a few days.

However, he didn't have any money, so he had to find a job first.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zicheng turned around and asked Ti Lulu: "By the way, that Joseph who wanted to rob us just now, can you see what he did before?"

Ti Lulu had already changed her posture at this time, sitting on the horse's buttocks, with her back against Father God, took a deep breath of enjoyment, and lazily said: "Well, although I don't quite understand what he is doing. What do you mean. But at least I saw a few scenes of him shooting and killing people with his face covered, and there are a group of people like him around him."

Ah, western characteristics, people who walk in the city, maybe they are gangsters on the prairie.

Zhang Zicheng shook his head and said, "That's fine, let him continue to follow what you said."

Tilulu nodded, stretched out her hand, gestured like a gun, aimed with one eye, and let out a "biu~" sound from her mouth.

On the outskirts of the city, a man with dull eyes suddenly raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at his throat.

"Joseph! What are you doing?!" The two companions who ran into Joseph on the road were shocked when they saw this.

They are companions who came to the city with Joseph. They are responsible for purchasing the materials needed by the gang, and by the way, they are looking for information to see if there is any low-risk good business, and then check the movements of the rival gangs. The scope of activities of the gangs overlaps.

Unexpectedly, less than half an hour after they split up, they saw Joseph walking on the street in a daze, without even responding to his own greeting.

Even though one of them slapped Joseph hard several times, the other still looked stupid and walked towards the suburbs unswervingly.

Even when the two of them wanted to forcefully control Joseph, they were horrified to find that the other's actions seemed unstoppable.Reaching out to wrap his arms around his neck, he would drag himself along.Stretching out his foot to trip his leg, he wanted to trip him first before talking, but his leg was black and blue from being kicked.

So the two companions of the gang looked at each other, and couldn't help but feel chills down their spines.Even though they had already killed people like hemp, it was the first time they had encountered such a strange situation. Apart from following Joseph, they didn't know what to do at all.

But who would have thought that when Joseph seemed to have finally arrived at his destination - the river outside Annis, he would actually pull out a gun and commit suicide!

The reaction of the two of them was not unpleasant. One of them quickly reached out and grabbed Joseph's wrist tightly.However, it feels like I am wrestling with the steam engine in the factory, as if I am facing unshakable steel.

The other person was even more decisive. He directly pulled out his gun, aimed at Joseph's hand holding the gun, and pulled the trigger!

"Bang!" The birds in the forest on the outskirts of the city were startled countless times, the pedestrians passing by in the distance turned their heads and ran away, the ducks on the water flapped their wings and scrambled away, and even the fish on the water surface flicked away. The tail returned to the muddy river bottom.

But the two were even more astonished.

Because of Joseph, even though his palm was pierced by bullets, he still didn't respond, his eyes were lifeless, and despite the blood flowing, he pointed the barrel of the gun at his jaw with a logical attitude and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

The usual gunshots rang out.

Against the background of the previous gunshot, the world's reaction to the second gunshot was so silent.

"thump."

It was so quiet that the sound of Joseph's body falling to the ground was as clear as a gunshot.

The two looked at each other in silence, feeling cold all over their bodies.

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"Sir, are you here to report to the police?"

When the sound of pushing the door and entering came, the police officer who poked his head out of the wooden reception window raised his head, saw the person coming, and immediately greeted him.

The reason why the police officer who accepted the report was so polite was of course because of Zhang Zicheng's attire and temperament.

Zhang Zicheng's temperament is naturally not the majesty of the so-called superiors, but the calmness and casualness shown by most modern people when they feel safest.

To put it simply, it is a free and easy feeling that has never suffered a loss, and does not care whether there are dangerous factors around.

Like a noble boy who treats everything like a game...

This kind of temperament, coupled with the neat coat on the other party's body and the cute little girl beside him, almost instantly, the policeman regarded him as some kind of big shot.

As for Zhang Zicheng's Asian appearance, it is not a problem... In fact, the policeman did not make the other party's appearance closer to Asians at all.

During this period, Asians who were able to come to the United States had to shed at least three layers of skin first.After experiencing various problems such as wind and sun, acclimatization, language barriers, etc., no matter whether they are poor or low in the country, ordinary farmers or merchants, they will eventually be tossed and ruined.In this case, it is not easy to pay attention to the so-called appearance, and it is not easy to toss and tidy yourself.

And most Asians don’t have the habit of wearing sun hats with brims, unlike whites who either wear gentleman’s hats or cowboy hats. When they don’t adapt to the harsh sun in the west, they often squint their eyes, which forms a pattern against Asians. stereotypes and racism.

Therefore, in fact, the Chinese Americans in this period are just haggard caused by poverty, and when they become rich, they can also have the top appearance like Zunlong.

Naturally, an ordinary police officer in a western city cannot understand these things. He just guesses with his sixth sense that this person is a big man who is either rich or expensive based on his experience in the first half of his life.

Zhang Zicheng smiled and shook his head slightly, looked at the several reward orders pinned up on the reward column next to him, and moved closer to check.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be interested in criminals, the police officer couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, the west is too big, and the government's jurisdiction can't go deep into the towns. That's why so many outlaws have been created. Sir, can you tell me?" Be optimistic about the appearance of these people, and be careful if you encounter them.”

As he said that, he looked down at the pink-haired little girl who was holding Zhang Zicheng's hand, showing a surprised expression: "Oh my God, what a cute child... Seriously, sir, if I were you, I would definitely bring you My little angel, buy a train to the east now, and go back to the safety of civilization."

Of course, the police officer did not regard the other party as a bounty hunter. The bounty hunter was just talking nicely. In fact, he was a bounty hunter when he took off his mask, and he was a robber when he put on the mask.But a little unlucky, with witnesses, was hanged on the reward list.

In most cases, the relationship between bounty hunters and criminals who offer rewards is nothing more than a dog-eat-dog relationship, and the police department and the government are happy to do so.

And this gentleman who took his daughter as if on an outing was obviously not a jackal-like bounty hunter, so he was naturally just curious.

Zhang Zicheng didn't say much, just smiled and said, "Thank you for your suggestion."

After speaking, he took Tirulu and left.

Before arresting the criminal, Zhang Zicheng certainly didn't need to talk about being a bounty hunter. After all, he was self-aware and knew that he definitely didn't have the tempered temperament of a real bounty hunter, so there was no need to explain anything.

Besides, he didn't convince others to believe in his needs in advance, as long as the criminals were brought back in the end, the police station would give them money.

After going out, Zhang Zicheng immediately found that there were many people around his black horse.

Even one of them was lying on the ground not far away, exhaling more air than inhaling, with a pit in his chest, he was dead.

Good guy, I just came to the west to travel, and I killed two people in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Zicheng wanted to touch his hat helplessly, but ended up getting a VR headset, and only then remembered that he was still wearing a helmet.

The sense of substitution is really too strong, and it really feels like time travel.

Realizing that his equipment made people feel so immersive, Zhang Zicheng immediately felt better.

Even after getting on the horse, he didn't feel angry when he was stopped by someone.

I saw a bald rough man with a big belly, wearing suspender jeans, showing two hairy forearms, and said to himself viciously: "This is your horse? It kicked my friend to death! Lose money!"

Zhang Zicheng shook his head and laughed, the Wuzi he condensed naturally had a setting.

Only behaviors such as extremely rough and low-spirited attitudes, or attempts to forcibly mount a horse and steal will be stopped by it.And he will not resist violently when he comes up. Only when he is repeatedly banned will he further escalate his attitude.Other than that, it doesn't take ordinary touches or even slight attacks seriously.

Therefore, he didn't even need to ask what happened, he knew that the person must have unclean hands and feet, and they were very unclean.

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Some people even pulled out guns to rob their horses before, but now some people want to steal their horses, but after being kicked to death by Wu Hao, they want to pay for it.I have just been in the 18th century, and within half a day, I encountered two and a half troublesome incidents... Isn't it the characteristics of this era?
However, if you don't do something yourself, there will definitely be similar troubles.

Generally speaking, for an ordinary person, if he wants to solve similar matters quietly, what he needs is contacts or deterrence.Zhang Zicheng naturally has no connections, so he can only simply deter.

So he lowered the brim of his hat, smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but I didn't see what happened. Who knows if your friend lay on the ground and touched porcelain on purpose?"

Although Pengci is a Chinese term, it was successfully translated into an English term with the same meaning during the translation with zero delay in the system.

The bald man was furious when he heard the words, and cursed: "Shameless! How could a dead person come to touch porcelain? Come down and see for yourself!"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Zhang Zicheng's leg, but Wu Zai took a step forward and raised his left hind leg like a master swordsman. With a bang, it hit the bald man's chest.

The other party flew nearly seven or eight meters away, drew a line of blood in mid-air, and landed beside the first person with a plop, and couldn't move immediately.

The surrounding onlookers were immediately surprised and excitedly discussed.

It's not uncommon for Yangma to kick people to death in the street, but they are basically accidents, and there are no consecutive kicks to death.It was the first time for the residents of the city to see such a conflict.

In the police station behind him, two policemen finally came out because of the commotion outside, and one of them was the one who spoke to Zhang Zicheng just now.

After the two simply asked someone about the situation, they immediately showed surprise expressions.

The police officer before looked at Zhang Zicheng with helplessness and complexity.

He walked towards Zhang Zicheng, frowned and said, "Sir, you shouldn't hurt someone with your horse. The first person wanted to steal your horse, and he was kicked to death by your horse. According to the laws of Annis City, you have no responsibility." .But the second person...even if he strikes first and kills you, you will face a high fine and imprisonment."

Zhang Zicheng smiled and said, "Really? But I don't think there's anything wrong with them?"

The policeman was helpless and wanted to say that your subjective opinion had no effect on the result, but he heard exclamations from behind him.

He turned around in astonishment, only to find that... the person who was lying on the ground before, like two puddles of rotten meat, sat up from the ground with a dazed face.

As for their chests, although their clothes were still stained with blood and a hole was torn open, it could be clearly seen from the hole that their skin was unscathed and there was no sign of trauma.

Zhang Zicheng laughed aloud: "Look, I just said that the two of them touch porcelain."

As he said that, he bent down, took Tilulu's hand, picked one up, put it on the horse's back, swung the rein and said, "Drive."

Afterwards, Wu Zai walked steadily.

The two police officers wanted to stop him, but because of the identities of the other party, they had no impulse to check the bodies of the two 'victims' carefully.

If they really had no problems at all, then there was no need to offend that gentleman who seemed to have a lot of background.

But after careful inspection and pressing, it turned out that there was no injury at all, and the blood was obviously faked later, and the expressions of the two policemen suddenly became unfriendly.

The two people who wanted to steal the horse and blackmail them were even more at a loss. They touched their chests and said repeatedly: "Impossible... What's going on, I almost thought I was dead just now..."

"Me too……"

And as Zhang Zicheng's figure on horseback left his sight, a piercing pain spread from his chest again.

The two couldn't help but wailed in unison: "Ahhh! It hurts so much!"

"Ah! Help! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

In this scene, the two policemen watched with black lines on their faces.

I checked them just now, and even pressed their chests hard, obviously nothing happened, and suddenly started pretending again?Do you really think that what kind of good men and women can be policemen in western cities?
They stood up, pulled out the batons around their waists, beat the two of them, and cursed: "Damn bastard! Still pretending! Do you think we are fools! Get up and get out!"

So among the countless people who saw the unreasonable scene just now, in the blank and terrified silence of the people around them, the two screamed louder and louder under the waving of batons.

So when the time came to the next day, almost everyone in the city with a little intelligence ability knew that a mysterious man had come to Annis City, riding a handsome black horse, and bringing with him an extremely beautiful daughter.

On the first day of coming to this city, one person was killed by unknown means, and the screams of two people resounded throughout the small half of the city all night.

Many people are talking about it, and there are countless witnesses, but even so, in this era where civilization and ignorance go hand in hand, there are so many similar rumors that it is impossible to distinguish them.

Therefore, many people have lost their awe of the unknown and mysterious as early as in the roar of gunpowder and gunpowder.

(End of this chapter)