Chapter 133 (Part 2)
"What. What general did you say? I don't understand what you mean." Sharka, who had just gained freedom in his body and was immersed in joy, couldn't understand what Liang Pengfei, the Qing official, said about time travel, and what is the Opium War Memorial Hall.
"I don't need you to understand, I just want to vent. Maybe when you arrive at God and know what time travel is, you will understand." Liang Pengfei patted Sharka's shoulder, the smile on his face was like a demon crawling out of the underground abyss, and the cold light in his eyes was like a knife light that could cut off the river of history.
Sharka may not understand the meaning of Liang Pengfei's words, but it does not mean that he does not understand what Liang Pengfei's expression and the hideous smile represent. "General, I am a businessman of the British Empire, I have diplomatic immunity..."
Bang!... Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and it seemed a little sharply passed by the breeze-blown beach. The British, who had already relaxed and were laughing at each other, and were still spitting and swearing at the Qing soldiers around them, were completely shocked.
"Ahhhh..." Sharka howled desperately, rolling on the ground, covering the insteps of the bullets, the shrill sound was like tearing the vocal cords into pieces at any time.
Liang Pengfei shook his head with some regret: "I, Sun, is my gun impossible? Monk, give me your gun?"
"See the order of the young master." Monk Chen walked forward happily, pulled out the musket from his waist and presented it to Liang Pengfei's hand.
Liang Pengfei glanced at Sharka who was rolling and howling on the ground for a long time, and fired another shot. The crisp gunshot not only shot a bloody eye on one of Sharka's arm, but also made a bloody hole in the fragile hearts of those stupid British men.
"It seems like there will be a few more shots." Liang Pengfei sighed with regret. At this time, the hooligan Bai Shusheng actually walked to Liang Pengfei with five or six short muskets. "Young master, just shoot, young people fill in the bullets for you."
"Don't kill me! General, don't kill me. I can give you whatever you want. Please don't torture me like this again." Sharka's face was covered with sweat, tears and snot, and his twisted face was like an ugly soul struggling dying in the lava hell.
Wu Liang and County Magistrate Chen stood aside, looking at this side with a pale face. They couldn't figure out why the garrison suddenly took action. County Magistrate Chen tilted his face a little unbearable.
"I don't quite understand. Do you want me not to kill you or torture you? The request you made is really troubled by me." Liang Pengfei smiled, smiling so fiercely. The gun in his hand did not hesitate at all, and left a bloody eye on Sharka's other arm. At this time, Sharka couldn't support it and fainted from the pain.
Liang Pengfei smashed his mouth, stood up, looked down on everything, looking at the two hundred British men in front of him, who were like petrified, with contempt and cruel eyes.
"Brothers, do you know who they are? Maybe you don't know. Now I'll tell you that they are the most vicious and despicable smugglers. Do you know what this is? This is called opium, this is a drug, a kind of addiction you will become addicted once you stop sucking those things. If you stop sucking those things, you will become thin and weak, as weak as a woman, with weak hands and feet, and even willing to use the blood, sweat and flesh of your relatives to exchange for even a slight amount of this thing from their hands." Liang Pengfei picked up an opium and held it high in his hand. The sound resounded throughout the beach.
Everyone, including those soldiers and those British men, looked at Liang Pengfei. The soldiers were full of worship and enthusiasm, while the British men were full of fear and despair.
"So, now I order, my soldiers, if you have a little blood and a little shame in your heart, and know what justice is, then open fire on me and fire at the scumbags who smuggled these drugs and poison our compatriots!" Liang Pengfei's roar was like a thunderclap in the sky, exploding in everyone's hearts, blew up.
The British smugglers screamed, roared, hugged their heads and begged for mercy, or wanted to rush forward and escape from this circle of death.
Everything was futile. The anger in the hearts of these soldiers present was already burning. Under the leadership and leadership of Liang Pengfei's personal soldiers, they had long forgotten the fear of killing for the first time. Their eyes were full of hatred, and the guns in their hands were spitting out flames. While firing, they shouted, like a group of awakened angry lions roaring, and their flying clothes were like the shaking mane of the lion.
Neat gunfire, rows of pipe flames, waves of white smoke, blood and gun smoke formed a brilliant scenery on this beautiful beach.
"I'm here, I'm here just to rewrite history. In this era, you are just a piece of white paper in front of me. I will use the knife and gun in my hand to leave a deep mark on it." Liang Pengfei narrowed his eyes and listened to the deafening sound of gunfire. He had a smile on his face, and a smile from the heart.
"Pile their bodies and burn them. By the way, don't forget to cut off all your heads. That's the capital for me to get promoted and make money." Liang Pengfei flew a big bag of water and poured some water on his head. The hot sun was hanging high, without wind, the sea was dead silent, and it was so hot that it was unbearable.
"Don't worry, young master, the young man has already told them to do it." Monk Chen took the water bag handed over by Liang Pengfei and smiled.
"Okay, it's so damn. It's still chilly in the morning. At this moment, it's so hot. Come on, County Magistrate Chen, don't stand there tremblingly, come and sit down, otherwise those servants would think that this is oppressing you, a county parent."
"Where is it, how dare you? Small, oh no, the subordinates of the lower officials and the subordinates would never think so." County Magistrate Chen, who had just vomited darkly and even vomited bile, was still ugly now, like a leukemia patient, without any blood. Now his eyes were still full of fear when he looked at Liang Pengfei, like a sheep being forced to observe a beast that was close to him and could tear himself into pieces at any time.
"My master is so powerful that he is really murderous. He just killed all these people. The officials are really worried about causing those who are from the Yi Kingdom..." Wu Liang stood on the little pony next to Liang Pengfei very readily.
"I'm afraid of a bird. My Qing Dynasty law is well documented. Could it be that we'll kill the wrong one? But what you saw just now was these British and trying to resist. I had no choice but to kill them on the spot." Liang Pengfei squeezed out this sentence coldly from his teeth. County Magistrate Chen, who had just had a small butt, quickly stood up again: "What the adults said is that after the young man returns, he will immediately write down the situation of the battle and report to the governor. These damn British are kind and are used by them and are almost injured. Not to mention killing them, even if they are chopped into meat paste, it will not be able to eliminate the hatred in my heart."
"Hahaha, the words of the magistrate Chen County are deeply loved by me. I am still ashamed of being a Jinshi, or a cultural person of good quality." Liang Pengfei scratched his scalp happily. Wu Liang, who was next to him, rolled his eyes. Why do you, Master Liang, always feel uncomfortable when you always hear it?
"Because these damn British attempted to block the chariot with a mantis feet, they were all annihilated by our army. Many opiums sank into the sea with the ships and could not be salvaged. This is a pity that we only seized 523 boxes in total." Liang Pengfei was thinking, and beside him, Scholar Bai quickly recorded Master Liang's speech on a piece of paper.
"Gudu..." County Magistrate Chen swallowed hard and looked at the opium that almost formed a hill with a dull look. Wu Liang was also a little stunned. He had been grinding his lips for a long time and couldn't speak, but he only wanted to say three words to Master Liang in his heart: "You are so dark!"
"Well, that's what we said to the above. Let's discuss these opiums." Liang Pengfei blinked respectfully at County Magistrate Chen and Wu Liang's Guigui, and the two couldn't help but have a cold war.
"Young Master, you just let the magistrate Chen go." Bai Shusheng stood behind Liang Pengfei with admiration, staring at the back of County Magistrate Chen with a bad look, extremely vicious. "Will there be any trouble in the future?"
"It doesn't matter. I have the book of the clerk he wrote in my hand. Don't forget that Zhao Fengbao gave the benefit of giving Chen County Magistrate a few thousand taels of silver, which made him turn a blind eye to opium smuggling. Tell me, if this news is leaked, it will be a serious crime of storing the family. And Wu Liang, now I am my military officer. Now, I have taken a lot of benefits from me. He can't even afford to betray me a soft cock like Ling Longyu. Do he want to betray me? Do you have the courage?" Liang Pengfei smiled. He did business in his previous life and I don't know how many dirty methods he mastered. Now, he uses them all in the hands of these people. If even these people can't deal with them, what are the great cause of anti-Qing?
"You take our people to leave these opium, 523 boxes and the scattered and leftovers, all on board and ship to King Crab Island. At that time, hehe..." Liang Pengfei's laughter was as dark as the owls hovering on the deserted grave in the dark. "Opium, more than 300,000 kilograms, when I extract morphine and heroin, I will give it back to you Westerners. At that time, see who will take whose lives."
Three days later, after three captured armed merchant ships, more than 500 boxes of opium, or 50,000 kilograms of opium, and nearly 300 heads of smugglers arrived at the dock in Guangzhou, the whole of Guangzhou almost caused a sensation.
Chapter completed!