England 1986

Chapter 316 Is it so inflated?
It was during this period of emptiness that Great Britain finally remembered that it had been independent for a long time, but was still in the Commonwealth, in front of the twenty-five-year-old India, the jewel in the crown of the former empire.

Boss Zha went out in person this time, and the biggest purpose of coming here was to spread goodwill and win them over if he could, so that Lao Mei would not be able to meddle everywhere so unscrupulously.

This can also be regarded as a disguised display of strength. Although the Great Britain is not good now, its traditional influence will not disappear for a while. Many independent colonies, after decades of independence, will actually make their people, I miss the time when Daying was here.

When the British ruled them, although they did all kinds of bad things, the British liked to play white gloves, that is, the people above did not show up, but supported the agents, and let the people below or those who surrendered come forward to do things. The British only hide In the back, they are in charge of the general level, such as taxation, exploitation, bribery, etc., and they don't intervene much in specific management. They just need to explain the tasks, no matter what method you use, as long as the matter is done well in the end.

Only look at the results, not the process!
Moreover, because India has religious advantages and a caste system, it is more convenient for the British to manage. As long as a small group of people with high surnames are deterred, people at the bottom will naturally be managed for them.

so.
Even though many people at the bottom were persecuted, they did not hate the British who colonized them in the end, but hated those "compatriots" who persecuted them.

"Your Highness, didn't they abolish the caste system when they became independent?"

Alan looked at those people on the boat who started to bow down when they saw the flag of the Britannia. Some felt sad for them, and a little bit admired the Great Britain. Not to mention the level of management, they really have a bit of knowledge. They have been gone for so many years , Daying is still so "entrenched in the hearts of the people".

"Ha ha."

Boss Cha put down his binoculars, he was no longer interested in watching those untouchables kneeling down to worship him, but the red light and smug smile on his face could not be hidden, Alan could even see his back molars, it is estimated that Boss Cha has already started Imagine what it would be like for those kneeling people to change their skin color and hair color.

"Abolish? Just a piece of paper? Things that have existed for thousands of years can't be abolished in a short while. What they were before is what they are now!"

"Okay. I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going to change my clothes."

After Boss Zha finished speaking, he patted Allen's shoulder with a smile. He put his right hand on Allen's shoulder and didn't take it off in a hurry. .

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Allen raised his brows, Boss Cha looked very excited today, did he come out for a trip and let himself go?

still is
Allen turned his head and took another look at the messy scene of the Indians on the pot-bellied boat in the distance, heh, they are all a bunch of scumbags.

Thinking of the only country in the world that can turn a war of aggression into a capital defense war, Allen wants to laugh, New Delhi. New Delhi, this new word is very spiritual. Many people don’t understand what New Delhi is. mean.

New York, in translation, is Xinxiang, the hometown of Xin. There is also a new in front of it, but the new in New York and the new in New Delhi are completely different. New York is newly built, and New Delhi.
In the end, the old Delhi was not kept, so a new one was built.

Thinking about this group of cheap Indians who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, Allen took another look at Boss Cha, who had gone far away, and said that he is going to India soon, and he will also go to New Delhi to have a look.

"The ship is about to dock. After the ship has stopped, the security team will contact our first batch of people first, let their person in charge get on the ship and hand over to me, and send the Indian side as the peripheral The security guards are also brought up to see me!"

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Allen put down the walkie-talkie and worked as a security guard for a rare time, which was quite fresh.

On a separate berth cleared by Mumbai Port, the Britannia was slowly towed to the berth by a tugboat and docked slowly. The entire berth was surrounded by crowds of people. It's the guards, looking messy.

A sweaty middle-aged white man was holding a walkie-talkie and yelling something into the walkie-talkie, all kinds of dirty words like faq, spitting out as if he didn't want money.

"I don't care what method you use to block the road for me. There will be His Excellency Allen on the boat later. If he sees you, this is what he arranged in advance. After returning home, you will wait for me to die! A group of dogs Damn!"

"And you! What are you looking at, tell your people, work! Come on, after the boat stops, come up with me, come, come, my bag!"

The middle-aged man typed into the walkie-talkie, put down the walkie-talkie, and yelled at the big-bodied Indian next to him, only then remembered that his bag had just been handed over to his subordinates, and now his subordinates were gone.
He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and continued to output.

In fact, the security work here is already the result of his best efforts, but there are too many people here, and if there are too many people, they can't manage just a few hundred people, but the Indian waste next to them can manage. But they beat indiscriminately with batons, and the effect was achieved, but it was easy to cause restlessness. In case of another stampede, he couldn't bear the responsibility, so right now he could only make do with it and try his best to maintain it. By the way, I look forward to leaving the port early after the nobles on the ship disembark later.

"Master, your weapon."

Xiao Shitou came with Alan this time, but Alan only brought less than ten people with him on this business trip, four bodyguards, plus Xiao Shitou, and two servants who served him. There are only eight people in total, which is very frugal.

At this time, Xiaoshi was holding a small box and squatting beside Allen. After opening the box, he took out two underarm holsters and prepared to help Allen wear them.

Theoretically speaking, even if something happens, it will not be Alan's turn to be on the front line. After all, he is just a senior. If there is any point that is not in place, there will naturally be a deputy to help him check for omissions, but now If he can carry a gun, Allen is still ready to take it.

This thing is not necessarily used for self-protection, it can also be used to scare people. This time he brought few people, so he didn't feel safe.

Xiaoshi stood up and helped Alan tidy up the gun bag, and Alan picked up the gun in the box, took it apart and looked at it carefully, then picked up the oilcloth and wiped it again. After carefully checking the various parts of the pistol, this After reassembling it, I picked up the magazine and pressed the bullet myself, checked it, clicked it, loaded it, unloaded it, checked it again, and finally opened the safety. After a set of procedures, I put the gun in the holster under the armpit One plug.

In the case of wearing a suit, the armpits are the most convenient, but the waist is not conducive to hiding, and it is not as convenient as the underarms.

After all this was done, Allen was not in a hurry to put on his coat. It's very hot here, it's 27 octaves. He just wore a white shirt, with gun bags tied to both armpits, and both pistols were loaded. Now, Da Ma Jindao sat on the sofa and waited for the person in charge who was about to board the ship and report the situation to him.

The middle-aged white man wiped his sweat with a handkerchief in his hand, and looked back. He was almost at the door of the cabin, and the Indian behind him was still looking around for a visit.

"Hurry up! Your Excellency has to wait!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, we have to be prudent, why is such an important matter so urgent? Can it be rushed? Your yacht is so beautiful, how much is it?"

The middle-aged white man took another look at the fat man who was chattering and indifferent, ignored him, bowed his head to greet the sailor, and walked into the cabin.

The closer he was to Allen, the faster the middle-aged man walked, and the Indian who followed him seemed to be enlightened, and stopped nagging and followed him closely.

The main reason is that the one is very eye-catching, with a dozen bodyguards in black standing on both sides of him, the one is sitting on the sofa by himself, with his legs wide open and one hand on his thigh, his left hand rests on his chin, his right hand hangs down, He seemed to be holding a cigarette in his hand. He was wearing a pair of trousers, black leather shoes, and a white shirt. He wore ordinary clothes, which made him look very elegant, especially the gun holster under his armpit. The temperament brings a little different feeling, very oppressive!

When he got closer, the middle-aged man could already see Alan's eyes, and this one just looked at him coldly.

"Good afternoon. Your Excellency the Earl of Carmarthen, I am the first batch of people in charge of the security work. My name is"

Allen was still interested in watching this man who was about to listen to the report, but when the middle-aged man was talking, the Indian behind him sat on the sofa by himself without anyone paying attention to him up!

He actually sat down by himself!

His move made Allen frowned and turned his attention to him.

The middle-aged man, who was about to report the situation to Allen, turned his head slightly in the direction of Allen's eyes, and looked at the Indian who had already sat on the sofa, almost scared out of his wits.

Daying is the place where class and rules are the most important. On formal occasions, especially today, it is very, very disrespectful for this Indian to sit down when you are not asked to sit down. matter!

Moreover, the gentleman in front of him is notoriously bad-tempered. As one of Boss Cha's bodyguards, the middle-aged man still knows a little bit about Alan.

Because of his bad temper, even though the middle-aged man has been following Boss Cha for so many years, he has to be careful when facing Allen.

Because this one in front of me is a natural retainer, or hereditary!
Is the hereditary bodyguard of the royal family comparable to an ordinary bodyguard?
Even if he stayed with Boss Cha for decades, he still couldn't compare to Alan's identity.

And now... this Indian was brought by him, and he actually sat down in front of him without permission.

The middle-aged man hadn't figured out what to do before, a black shadow flashed past his eyes, and then there was a muffled sound of "boom", accompanied by a low cry of pain, the trainee housekeeper beside His Excellency Earl, The Indian kicked down.

This kick, the middle-aged man was so hung up that he almost didn't see it clearly, the Indian was already hugging his stomach and shaking his head.

"Keep him aside, you! Sit down and talk."

Alan was very satisfied with the fact that Xiaoshi knew what to do with just one look at himself, and waved his hand slightly, like chasing away flies, let Xiaoshi throw the Indian sitting on the sofa aside first, and turned expressionless Let the middle-aged man sit down and say.

"No, no, sir, I won't sit. I... I have a bad waist and don't like to sit. I can just stand and talk."

"Ah."

Whether you like to sit or not is a stinky problem. Alan was noncommittal, and he didn't care if he snorted slightly in his nasal voice.

The middle-aged man looked at Alan's chin raised slightly, and he didn't bother to introduce his name. He glanced at the Indian who hadn't recovered from the kick from the corner of his eye, and quickly picked up his hand. bag, and took out a large stack of documents from the bag.

"Your Excellency. This is our itinerary map for this time. This is the seven planned itineraries currently prepared."

"Well, what about today, are you all arranged?"

"Uh, the arrangements are almost done. After we disembark later, there will be a welcome ceremony organized by the Indian government at the port. His Highness needs to show his face to say hello to them, and then we will go to the reserved hotel."

"Wait! How many people are there in the welcoming crowd this time?"

The middle-aged man saw that Alan asked this, hesitated a little, swallowed quietly, and said with a guilty conscience: "3 people"

"How much? Only 3 people?!"

Allen's waist sat up straight in an instant, what the fuck are these hairy Indians trying to do?Is this a welcome, or is it a showdown?
These 3 people may sound like a lot.

But more than ten years ago, when Boss Zha came to visit, how many welcome crowds were organized in India at that time?
15 million!
A total of 15 people, that scene is simply a sea of ​​people. In the past ten years, the size of the welcoming crowd has dropped from 15 to 3?

Allen himself doesn't care, but Boss Cha, he loves face!

Although it is impossible for him to count how many people came one by one, but 10,000+ people and 3 people can be seen at a glance.

Thinking of this, Allen turned his head and looked at the Indian sitting on the ground next to him, who was still holding his stomach and was silent. Is this swollen?Or are they trying to find a way to check the boss?

No wonder a person in charge of security dares to sit down in front of him. What kind of expansion does this have to make him dare to behave like this?

"Break his legs and throw him into the sea. Go in and proceed as planned."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man didn't even have time to put the materials in his bag. When Allen said this, he walked away as if he had been amnesty, without the slightest sign of a bad waist he just mentioned.

As for the Indian, it was planned that he would be unlucky at the door of his house, beating the person in charge of his security work arrogantly, this... Although it is not good, but this Your Excellency has such a temper, if he wants to fight, who can stop him Can you live?
"what!."

Before the middle-aged man had gone far, there were several intermittent screams from behind him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his steps quickened.

PS: Today is a single chapter, I have a bit of heat stroke, and I have a headache and feel uncomfortable.

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