Chapter 348 Strangulation

  The sun is setting, and the sky is full of brilliant and colorful clouds.

  Li Fushou finished his official duties in the state government and returned to the Red Fort in a luxury carriage.

  In the state government office, he once again shouted to the political leaders of the southern state in the air, and he tirelessly expressed his fist and peaceful sincerity. I can't remember how many times this is...

A lie repeated 100 times is the truth. In the common impression of the Australian people, the distinguished Earl of Queensland is an outstanding immigration leader, loves freedom and peace, and is willing to put down all efforts to bridge the irreconcilable contradictions between the North and the South. This is intangible. China has boosted its popular prestige.

  Chinese immigrants feel sorry for their leader to be low and small, and thus hate the southern white separatist forces even more. There is a flame of humiliation accumulated in his heart, unknowingly brewing and growing, waiting to erupt at a critical point.

  There is no exception for the Lord to humiliate his ministers to death.

  White people from the Earl of Queensland can feel his peace and sincerity in the appeals of the Earl of Queensland again and again, and are deeply moved by it.

  People naturally have a scale in their hearts. Compared with the broad mind of the Governor of Queensland, the selfishness and narrowness of the political leaders of the southern states has been exposed.

  Combined with the prosperity that Queensland has shown in the economic field, the two complement each other, creating Li Fushou's lofty prestige in Australia, which has transcended ethnic and geographic boundaries and is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

  Red River Valley City at dusk is bustling and lively.

  At this time, it was the rush hour. The trams running on Central Street were crowded with passengers. Passenger carriages with long carriages were running on the carriageway one after another. The tails of the carriages were full of people.

  Most shops along the street are open for business, and there is a constant flow of people, making it a busy scene.

  In a teahouse on the street

Zhao Qishan, Mai Guangtian, Ma Limin and Lu Qiang sat at the table leisurely and listened to the small song. Except for Lu Qiang who is much whiter and fatter than a month ago, the other three are dark and thin. Endure hardship.

Ma Limin murmured; "It’s really cheap for Lu Qiang, the kid, and she raised it in a hospital bed for more than a month, and she raised it both fat and fat. It's pity that our brothers are all working hard. The sheep were sent back to Qingdao town again and again, and they were almost out of shape without being tired. How unfair is God?"

   "Yes, when we finish the work, his leg injury will heal." Mai Guangtian is also full of resentment.

  Zhao Qishan listened to the small tune with Erlang's legs leisurely, his expression was very relaxed, and he did not participate in their verbal and penal criticism of Lu Qiang.

  A few good brothers are making fun of the bored child, the picture is just mouth-watering.

The six private ranches in Qingdao Town are led by Mr. Mike, and their ranches are not far apart to form a close mutual aid group. Several of them buy calves and lambs at the North Bank Market of the Red River Valley, and send them by freighter returning to Qingdao Port. Going back, the brothers need to take turns to **** the ship and handle all the matters. Of course, it is very hard to be busy.

  Fortunately, it's finally over and I can take a breath.

  Everyone worked together. Old Mike and Anderson were responsible for receiving the flocks and cattle in Qingdao Town, driving them back to the pasture all the way, and helping other pastures to raise the flocks. It was also very hard.

The scale of these 6 private ranches has generally quadrupled from last year, employing as many as 100 cowboys. Most of them are Chinese immigrants. Although they are newbies, they are better than their wages. More than 100 people add up. You can save a lot of money, and you will be familiar with it after only a few months of working on the ranch.

Today's wool prices are very good, and the shearing season in June will be able to make a lot of money. Looking forward to the first shearing season next year, all the sheep cubs purchased now will be able to produce wool, and the money will make more money. It will be harder. It’s nothing to be tired. Are we Chinese still afraid of hardship?

  I am afraid of life displacement, and I am afraid that the days are not running, but I am not afraid of suffering and suffering.

"No, the more I think about it, the more I feel injustice, Lu Qiang, anyway, we are at the end of the North Shore Market. These days, the food and clothing costs are all yours. There is a table of noodles every night, and there are enough wine tubes. A few gentle young ladies are with me. I'm not good with Baier's bite. Fusang ladies are good. You can arrange two for us." Ma Liming continued to make noise.

   "Wow...Everyone has to arrange two little girls, so you won't be afraid of exhaustion and death." Lu Qiang retorted.

   "What's wrong, my body is strong."

"I said, Brother Limin, don't hold on. I don't feel sorry for these two little money. How can I say that we are also a rancher in my pocket now. It is not bad for money. You have to know that the color is a scraper. It’s better to be restrained.” Lu Qiang’s mouth is not forgiving, and it is easy to fight back; “It’s okay to have a table of noodles every day. Don't take me as a fool."

   "I don't know what other people are like. Waiting for a Fusang girl will definitely not satisfy me."

   "Cut, this bull blows for you..."

   Between the two people having fun, a dozen strong men walked in front of the seat of the tea house. They seemed to be hiding something in their bloated clothes. They walked down the wooden ladder of the tea house to the first floor with a bad face, and then pushed the door.

  These people caught the attention of Zhao Qishan and Mai Guangtian, and they couldn't help but stand up and walk to the window on the second floor of the tea house and look out.

not far away

The Victory Tower, located near Christtown, stands tall, with a 300-meter-high towering figure piercing the sky. It is the tallest building in the world today and a landmark of the Red River Valley City. Four huge steel sloping piers span the wide Central Avenue.

  On the first floor of the Victory Tower, there seemed to be a lot of strong men pouring in, looking like entanglement and fighting.

The direction of the dozen or so strong men who came out of the teahouse was the Victory Tower (Eiffel Tower), which gave Zhao Qishan a very bad feeling. He looked at Mai Guangtian and said, "Guangtian, what do you think? "

   "I feel bad, these people are afraid of being kind."

   "Yes, but I can't figure out how many of them are, and I don't know if it is a secret police?"

  "Who knows? More is worse than less."

   "Um... let's take a look."

The two were discussing, and suddenly they saw the guard soldiers in fresh clothes and angry horses coming from a distance, stopped at a distance of more than 50 meters, and quickly formed a long snake formation in the core area of ​​Central Street. , Pulled out a long warning belt to isolate ordinary carriages from entering the central section.

  Following the whistle of the RCMP, the carriages walking in the center of Central Street dodge to both sides, leaving the middle road aside.

  Many pedestrians on the side of the road stopped and watched, talking with envy.

  This situation is not unfamiliar. It was the distinguished Earl of Queensland who arrived in the car and cleared the guards along the way.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, a luxury horse convoy escorted by dozens of SS soldiers came quickly. The horse convoy has 5 heavy carriages, all of which are bulletproof heavy luxury carriages with four horses. The carriages are printed with red. The clan emblem of the mountain dragon, the horse is draped in a purple-red velvet horse sleeve, and the emblem of the nobility is outlined with golden embroidered thread. The horse convoy is advancing fast at a speed of 35-40 yards.

  Zhao Qishan and Mai Guangtian also saw this scene. After a short pause, they looked at each other in shock. They realized what was wrong?

  Those people...seemly intend to behave against Lord Earl?

  The first platform of the Victory Tower

  Attorney Smith walked to the edge of the platform with a gloomy face and looked at the fast approaching horse convoy from top to bottom, his eyes gleaming with danger.

Behind him, more than 20 strong men overpowered the guards on the iron tower, and carried two heavy hand-operated six-barrel Gatling heavy machine guns onto the platform, and they were properly placed. The black hole muzzle pointed all the way. The horse caravan coming.

  This is a long-planned assassination activity, which has been in preparation for several months.

  Before, Nanfang also planned more than a dozen assassination plans, but they were all cracked by the highly vigilant black guards and the security department. The relevant plan executives disappeared silently, as if they had never been in this world.

  Learning from many failures, this large-scale assassination operation was very well planned, and finally reached the final juncture of the operation.

  I walked over 99 steps, just the last shiver.

  In recent years, with the influx of Chinese immigrants into Australia, it has spread like a river bursting its banks, and the momentum has been unstoppable. This has caused great panic among the ultra-right conservative white groups.

A group of white right-wing politicians headed by the Governor of New South Wales, Earl John Lawrence Bald and Governor Ben Stevenson, and the new Victorian Governor Jeff Bridges (formerly the Mayor of Melbourne) can’t sit still and take A series of antagonistic actions resulted in the factual opposition between the north and the south.

  What they hate most is the aloof Queensland Earl Li Fushou. Without him, the current situation in Australia would not be so precarious, and the **** was almost on the verge of collapse.

  Li Fushou is the thorn in the eyes of the white extreme right-wing forces.

  As for the intense social turmoil that this has caused, the white extreme right-wing forces can't take care of it. The two evils are the lesser one. As long as they can kill Li Fushou, all the price is worth it.

  Attorney Smith was the leader of the assassination. With the careful thinking of a lawyer with high IQ, he almost seamlessly planned the transportation of weapons and the incubation of personnel. Now it is the official stage.

  He looked at the horse caravan along the way, and was full of emotion in his heart;

  Only 8 years ago, Li Fushou was a teenager who had just set foot in Australia. Attorney Smith once personally dealt with him a contract to lease a rubber warehouse, where the original Fulinmen Hotel was located.

  At that time, Lawyer Smith could not have imagined that Li Fushou could rise rapidly, and in just a few years he developed into a lush and towering tree, which overturned the entire Australian situation.

  Today, he is going to kill this Chinese star of hope with his own hands, and he can no longer be allowed to develop.

  Attorney Smith feels that this is his own historic responsibility, and he cannot shirk it.

  (End of this chapter)