Chapter 329

  Conspicuous slogans can be seen everywhere in the city. There are various slogans in the grass of the green belt, the banners raised on the building walls, roadsides and streets;

  "A beautiful city depends on everyone, let us take care of it together."

  "It is strictly forbidden to spit anywhere. Violators will be punished severely."

  "Vehicles and pedestrians walk on the right, in an orderly manner without fighting or grabbing."

   "Damage to public property is an immoral behavior, and the general public has the responsibility to stop and report."

  "Respect for women is the virtue of every gentleman."

  "To drive the mules and animals into the city, don't forget to put on the manure bag."

   "Greening plants to beautify the city requires everyone to take care of it. It is immoral to trample on flowers and plants at will."

  All slogans are in both Chinese and English. The uppercase Chinese and lowercase English are concise and clear, easy to understand, and have local characteristics.

  These city slogans are subtly regulating everyone's behavior, and they can play a huge role. It is more useful than telling the ears 100 times.

Brothers are standing at the entrance of the brightly lit restaurant. This is a completely Chinese-style decorated pub. The wooden door head is exquisitely decorated, and the eaves douching. Through the wooden grille windows, you can see the guests inside, and the fragrance of the dishes is very attractive. .

  The plaque on the door head reads "Brother Fish Head’s Hometown Flavor Restaurant" in big characters and gold lacquer, which looks pretty good.

"I think it's just this restaurant. Let's go in and have a good meal. The birds have faded out of the mouth in the small steamer these past two days. Today, I have eaten even the profits." Lu Qiang was starving to death. Just like the spit in his mouth, he walked a few steps forward, stopped suddenly, and read the slogan on the side of the road; "Hey...this is", completely eliminate the bad habit of spitting. Strict management and heavy punishment. "Oh grass... you have to deal with spitting, I still don't believe in this evil today!"

  After speaking, he spit out to the side of the road.

  After that, Lu Qiang was dumbfounded. A middle-aged white woman wearing a red armband got out of nowhere and stopped him. She whispered and said, what Spanish should be, and no one of them understood.

  The middle-aged white woman pointed to the red armband on her arm, which read "Urban Order Administrator" in Chinese, and accompanied it in English, and then drew a large card from the bag she carried with her.

   It says; spitting anywhere, fined two shillings.

   "No... Really? Lu Qiang's mouthful of phlegm is expensive." Zhao Qishan was also dumbfounded.

   "Pay the fine obediently, don't confront the law enforcement officers, I think your kid just owes it to you, it's purely okay to find trouble." Ma Limin kindly reminded him.

Mai Guangtian looked at Lu Qiang as if he couldn't pull it down, and he pulled his arm and said, "Who said no, Lu Qiang, don't break the axis. The Royal Mounted Police is watching over there. If it's because of this. After being lashed a few times, I guess I can't get up for a month."

   "If you want me to say... this kid just owes something to clean up."

This time it was Lu Qiang's turn that his face was said to be green. He secretly glanced at it. Two mounted policemen were sitting on a horse at the street corner in the distance. They were turning their heads to look over. This made him feel excited and immediately behaved. Spend the money to pay the fine.

  Everyone knows that in any town in the Red River Valley, don’t stand up against the Royal Mounted Police. There will be absolutely no good fruit in the end.

There are no prisons or exiles in the towns of Lord Earl’s territory. In violation of the criminal law, either whipping or heavy fines are imposed. The more serious ones are thrown into the mine to perform hard labor or go directly to the gallows. Those who resisted at the arrest site were killed directly. .

  Whether it is an iron mine or a coal mine, welcome the prisoners in hard labor with their arms raised. As for whether they can go out alive or not, it depends on the will of God. It is not normal for people to die in the mines in this era.

There is no labor protection law, no 8-hour work system, and no human rights bill. He does heavy work for 12 to 14 hours a day and eats food that is not as good as pigs and dogs. Those who can survive can be called geniuses and dare not commit crimes for a lifetime. .

  Under strict control and heavy punishment, the law and order of Lord Earl's territory is better.

It is said that in northern Queensland and New South Wales, there are many black-hearted mine owners who specialize in pitting the indigenous peoples and defrauding these South Pacific indigenous people into illegal workers in the name of introducing work and mining gold. It is really used as a livestock. I can't come back.

  Anyway, these aboriginal groups are not protected behind them, so who won’t they cheat them?

  Amidst the laughter of his partners, Lu Qiang sullenly paid the fine, and then followed the others into the tavern in a desperate manner.

  He didn’t know, he was seen by someone with a heart when he took out a heavy money bag...

  A few hours later

  Brother, a few drunk people, belching their teeth, came out. It was late at night, and except for a few theaters that were still lit, most of the night market shops were closed and closed.

  There are only twos and threes of pedestrians on the street, and occasionally one or two horse-drawn carriages pass by, making the city at night seem not lonely.

  Due to power shortage in Red River Valley City, only the tall street lights on Central Avenue are bright electric lights, which are as bright as a river of lights at night. Other roads use old-fashioned kerosene street lights, which can only illuminate the nearby 10 meters.

  Walking on the street leading to the small hotel, the dim light of the gas road was dim, reflecting the staggering figure of a few people.

  Lu Qiang drank a bit too much. Being supported by Zhao Qishan and Mai Guangtian one by one, Ma Limin followed him with an unspoken comment on Lu Qiang, and his tone was full of ostentation.

  Just this small amount of alcohol, are you embarrassed to show it off?

   "Stop, take out the money from you, don't think about tricks, or I will kill you with one shot."

  Two strong men with lowered hats emerged from the dark road, and the black hole of the revolver pointed at the four.

  The two gunmen who appeared suddenly made the air at night seem to be stagnant. When they were so scared, most of them were drunk and woke up. They subconsciously reached out to their waist and touched the gun, but they felt empty.

  In metropolises like Red River Valley, spitting is strictly prohibited, and public officials and militiamen who are not on duty are strictly prohibited from carrying guns with them, so their guns are kept in small hotels, not at all.

   "It's really not honest, if you want to die, grandpa will fulfill you." The tall robber in front was immediately angry when he saw Zhao Qishan and others' actions, and he couldn't help raising his muzzle.

   "Brother, don't be impulsive. If you have something to say." Zhao Qishan didn't want to die here, and quickly saw the free hand raised up, indicating that he was not threatening; "Please don't shoot. It's okay to ask for money. We must cooperate."

   "Let me look at your hand, don't play tricks."

"Don't worry, we don't carry weapons. I will take out the purse slowly." Zhao Qishan winked at Mai Guangtian next to him and said; "Don't resist, these two brothers came out just to ask for money. We just want to cooperate as much as we can, and don't overdo it."

"Cooperate with what...grass!" Lu Qiang raised his drunk-eyed head and looked at the two robbers standing in front of him as if there were ghosts. He shook his head and finally saw it clearly, and immediately shouted aloud; "You These two... what kind of dog stuff? Hold a... uh... hold a dead mouse to fill your head, have the ability to drink with me... drink another bottle..."

   "You're looking for death..." The tall robber in front of him got a crooked nose when he was caught by the drunk.

  "Farewell, don't mention... This **** is not as drunk as he is, so he is talking nonsense, so don't go to your heart." Zhao Qishan quickly reached out his hand to cover Lu Qiang's mouth, and said with a smile apologetically.

   "Are you special... hurry up, throw the money bag over."

"Come here, here come, I will first take out this drunkard's purse." Zhao Qishan stretched out his other hand and touched Lu Qiang's chest, took out the heavy purse, and raised his hand. Lost the past.

  At this time, Ma Limin also took out his wallet and threw it over. The two robbers almost reached out to pick up the money bag, and the muzzles of their hands went up into the sky involuntarily.

  At this moment, Mai Guangtian, who had been silent for a while, moved. He tacitly left Lu Qiang and rushed out to attack the tallest robber.

  Zhao Qishan and Ma Qishan moved at the same time, and at the same time they rushed forward. Lu Qiang, who was so drunk and talking nonsense, lost his left and right support, and a dog fell on the street after eating shit.

   "Bam..." A clear gunshot cut through the tranquility of the night.

Two robbers, one tall and one short, were almost simultaneously thrown down. The five people rolled into a ball. After another shot, Zhao Qishan and others took control of the situation, shook their punches and fists again and again. Smash it down hard and bloom the peach blossoms that the tall robber beat.

The short robber who was standing a little behind was thrown down by Ma Limin alone, and rolled on the street with a cry of pain, and it was soft underneath him. It turned out to be a female robber, no wonder he kept silent. His revolver was easily taken away, and no shot was fired.

The two shots that    shot were both tall robbers, one shot high into the night sky, and the other shot on the stone road, splashing stone chips flying away, so he bounced back and hit Lu Qiangqiang on the leg.

  Although the bullet had been greatly reduced by the reflection force, it still pierced a blood hole in Lu Qiang's thigh and was deeply embedded in the flesh.

"Oh grass, oh grass... I was shot." Lu Qiang was awakened by severe pain from his drunkenness. He just fell off a dog eating **** and knocked his nose to bleed. Now he got another shot in the thigh and he cried strangely. The drunkenness has gone for three or four points, and it all turned into rolling cold sweat.

  He is completely blind now, how could he fall? Why was he shot again?

  Why am I so unlucky?

The sound of gunfire at night broke through the tranquility and spread far away. Soon there was a rush of horse hooves from the dim streets. Several RCMP horses rushed in, holding the reins of the horse with one hand, and riding the rifle upward with the other. Leaning on his shoulder, the insurance on the riding rifle has been opened, and he can shoot at any time.

Seeing the 6 people rolling down on the street from a distance, these RCMP immediately slowed down, and got up from the horse with the rifle in both hands. They only trot with their legs tightly between them. War horse.

   "All raise your hands, otherwise we will shoot."

  "Don’t be impulsive, Mr. Police, the robber with a gun has been caught by us. We have no weapons and no threats."

   "Shut up bastard, do as I said, all lie on the ground and stretch out your hands, put your hands where I can see, otherwise we don't mind beating you into a hornet's nest."

   "Okay, okay." At this time, the RCMP must not carry it hard. It would really kill people. Zhao Qishan and others could only lie down on the ground and honestly stretch out their hands.

Only Lu Qiang was still sitting on the ground in a daze, clutching his **** thighs with his hands and muttering to himself; "Who is it that shot me... uh... why am I here... you guys? who is it?"

  (End of this chapter)