Super dictator.

In Tianjin City, after Wei Jichen handed over the purchases to Wang Huaiqing and a few other soldiers, he led Su Zhiniang to wander around, buying a small jewelry for her for a while, and letting her try on clothes for a while.

Su Zhiniang has never been so happy as today, following behind Wei Jichen, like a little daughter-in-law, with her head down, only occasionally saying a word or two.

However, Wei Jichen still noticed that there were two personal soldiers following closely behind him, and couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, this Wang Huaiqing is too tight-fisted in his work.

Tianjin, the old site of Beiyang, the residence of Beiyang ministers, was the second largest industrial and commercial city in China and the largest financial and commercial center in the north at that time.

The existence of the concession made the city have abnormal prosperity. Many Beiyang generals regarded Tianjin as their second hometown. Most of them bought real estate here, and some even lived here for a long time.

Wei Jichen and Su Zhiniang walked into the British Concession without knowing it.

Wei Jichen was getting a little hungry while walking, and happened to see a western restaurant, so he wanted to take Su Zhiniang to try something new, so he quickly pulled her and walked over slowly.

Halfway there, Wei Jichen realized that the situation was a bit unusual. The people who came in and out were well-dressed politicians and business people in suits and ties, both Chinese and foreign, and most of them were foreigners.

Most of them leaned on crutches, held the woman beside them, and walked slowly like a gentleman.

Wei Jichen looked around, and found that not far away was the Building of the Ministry of Industry in the British Concession.

No wonder there are so many so-called British upper class people.

These people frowned slightly when they saw Wei Jichen, the two Chinese in linen clothes suddenly barging in. Fortunately, these people kept their identities and didn't say much.

I just glanced at it with a little displeasure.

Su Zhiniang was a little frightened by the stares of everyone, and leaned gently to Wei Jichen's side.

She persuaded in a low voice: "Master, we'd better go out, here are all foreigners."

Wei Jichen smiled slightly and said, "This is a Chinese place, what are you afraid of, let's go, let's eat what foreigners eat, and see what they eat, and have developed such aggressive virtues."

Seeing that Wei Jichen insisted on this, Su Zhiniang could only gently pinch the corner of Wei Jichen's clothes, and followed behind him step by step.

Pulling Su Zhiniang along the way, Wei Jichen soon found an empty seat and sat down.

The surrounding tables were filled with foreigners, and they were all chatting in low voices at first, but when they saw Wei Jichen suddenly sitting at the table next to them, they stopped talking, looked at the two of them curiously, and then began to point and point at Wei Jichen and the two of them. .

"Is this the real Qing people? The clothes are really weird." A woman at one of the tables said softly.

"These people are barbarians, so they can't compare with my British Empire, but China is full of gold, as long as you have the strength, you can get it." The people next to him began to boast with disdain and envy.

Fortunately, they talked in English very quickly and lightly. Wei Jichen, who is half-level, naturally couldn't understand it, let alone Su Zhiniang.

Not long after, no waiter stepped forward, but the manager of the lobby came in a hurry, but he didn't have any menu in his hand, but walked to Wei Jichen empty-handed.

Then, he said condescendingly: "Sir, I'm sorry, we don't entertain ordinary guests here."

Wei Jichen saw that this kid was obviously a Chinese, his hair was combed shiny, and he talked with himself from time to time with a little foreign language, which seemed neither fish nor fowl.

"What is an ordinary person?" Wei Jichen lowered his face and asked slightly displeased.

"Ordinary people are Chinese like you, who are not qualified to come in because of their well-dressed clothes." The lobby manager stood up proudly, looking down on Wei Jichen.

"Aren't you Chinese?" Wei Jichen asked curiously.

"I used to be Chinese, but now I work for foreigners. Sir, you didn't cause trouble with us. Please go, otherwise I will call the guards." The lobby manager said in a bad tone, because there was no one here. Dare to make trouble, even the guards at the door were withdrawn, I didn't expect someone to be unconscious today.

"Call your boss here, I want to ask him why he drove the guests out." Wei Jichen deeply suppressed the anger in his heart, ready to calm down.

Who would have thought that the lobby manager sneered lightly, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Boss? Our boss is an authentic British, and the people who come and go are all British high-class people. You don't know where you came from." Babe, do you want to see him too?"

Wei Jichen was really pissed off by these two devils. If Su Zhiniang hadn't been gently tugging at the corner of his clothes just now, he would have already been furious. This time he heard him speak rudely, how could he hold back? , Dang even stood up abruptly.

Wei Jichen's momentum was astonishing, the lobby manager couldn't help but took two steps back in fright, and asked in a panic: "What do you want to do, you should know that this is where we British people are."

"Get out!" Wei Jichen yelled softly, seeing Su Zhiniang's pleading face, he really didn't want to cause trouble.

Su Zhiniang thought in her heart that she had caused trouble to Wei Jichen, so she kept blaming herself.

The change here had already alarmed the guards in the restaurant. Two Indian guards quickly ran over with guns, watching Wei Jichen and the two of them.

The British people around are all watching what happened here.

This man from the Qing Dynasty, who doesn't know what civilization is, dares to enter a western-style restaurant. I don't know if he has learned how to use a knife and fork.

Some British people secretly mocked in their hearts.

Seeing the Indian guards approaching, the manager of the lobby immediately surged up with courage, became arrogant again, and said a few words quickly in English, Wei Jichen only heard the general meaning, it seemed that this Qing man was here to provoke Make trouble and let the two guards kick him out.

The Indian came over with the butt of his gun raised, and shouted loudly: "Go away, savage."

Fuck, even the Indians who have destroyed the country dare to be so arrogant.

Wei Jichen was already furious, he took a step forward as fast as lightning, and suddenly struck out, snatching the blade with his bare hands, snatching the guns from the hands of the two Indians.

Then it was thrown under the table with a snap.

Then, while the two Indians were stunned, they put their right elbow on the face of one of them and kicked it away at the same time, kicking the other Indian guy upside down, and then slammed It hit the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

An Indian's face was bleeding, and an Indian was lying on the ground moaning endlessly. On the broken table, meals were scattered. This sudden change made the diners in the restaurant dazzled and stunned.

Su Zhiniang looked at her husband adoringly, without blinking her big eyes, for fear of missing any pictures.

She had a lot of trust in Wei Jichen, and always felt that he could do everything well.

The manager of the lobby opened his mouth and couldn't close it. Seeing Wei Jichen walking towards him step by step, he couldn't help but sternly shouted: "You, you are dead, dare to cause trouble in our British restaurant."

"You two ghosts, I will tell you how to behave today, to see if the British are your godfathers, or if I raised such an unfilial son like you."

Wei Jichen was trembling with anger when he heard him keep talking about us British people, Dang even dodged over, raised his palms, and then bowed left and right.

Pa, pa, pa... After dozens of slaps, the face was so swollen that it was unbearable, and he fell to his knees on the ground, and he couldn't even speak.

Crash, after a burst of footsteps, a dozen Indians rushed over under the leadership of an Englishman.

Then Wei Jichen and the two of them were surrounded, and at this time, a soldier who was quietly following behind Wei Jichen also appeared, and hurriedly stood in front of Wei Jichen to protect him.

"My lord, Xiaobao went to find a rescuer, as long as we stay here for a while." The soldier pointed his gun at the British without showing any weakness, and said to Wei Jichen behind him.

The situation was imminent, and the leading British man obviously understood Chinese, and he frowned slightly when he heard the person in front of him calling the person behind him, Mr. Ren, saying that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake.

But now the Qing Dynasty is just a worm, and the frown of the British has been relaxed again.