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The clerk was stunned by Luo Tian's slap. He looked at Luo Tian in shock and trembled: "How dare you hit me? Do you know who opened this?"
Xiaofang took Luo Tian's hand and said, "Brother, let's go to another store, or we won't buy it."
Luo Tian sneered: "Who said I won't buy it? It's not like I'm short of money. I just get angry just looking at this foreign slave. I'm paralyzed. What the hell? Threatening me with a French guy? French guys are nothing."
He is very disgusted with the traitors who rely on foreigners to dominate China's land. It seems that only foreigners' things are good, and only when foreigners rule China is the happiness of the entire Chinese people?
When we were in Daqingguo, there was a Tatar from the Eight Banners. He had a stomachache and never used Chinese medicine. All Chinese medicines were inferior; Chinese medicine was a quack. Only foreigners and Western medicine could cure his stomachache. I would rather be in terrible pain and wait for a foreign doctor to come than to give treatment to a Chinese doctor; I have to use foreign products for food, and even the candy must be produced by foreigners to be the best.
Not to mention the Daqingguo era, even now, it seems that foreign things are the best, and Chinese things have problems. But the affairs of foreigners are national affairs, and the affairs of Chinese people are trivial matters. From top to bottom, there is a foreign style.
He didn't believe it before, but now he does, because the waiter he just slapped is actually the manager of this clothing store. The reason is because this guy's sister is from this French clothing store. Lover of maintenance.
????????????? Not long after, this guy¡¯s phone has reached his French Pete¡¯s residence. I heard my brother-in-law complaining that a Chinese man came to smash up the store. Peter immediately called the patrol room and immediately dispatched a team of ten people.
The clerk said with a sinister smile: "Boy, no matter what kind of young master you are, since you have offended me, I will let you know what the anger of foreigners is today, and you can just wait to go to jail!"
Luo Tian laughed loudly and said, "I'm waiting here. I want to see what foreigners can do to me on Chinese soil?"
After saying this, Luo Tian immediately pulled out a stool and sat at the door of the store. Pedestrians also gathered together, thinking it was strange that a man of 250 dared to provoke a French guy in the French Concession. This was a big deal. In everyone's eyes, it was obvious that the troubled young master did not know that the concession was dominated by foreigners. Foreigners had consular and extrajudicial rights here, and it was not illegal to kill Chinese people.
"This guy is so brave, he actually provokes these foreigners who do all kinds of evil."
"Perhaps he is out of his mind because of poverty, or is robbing blatantly."
As the flute sounded, a group of patrolmen on bicycles arrived, including five Indian Asans and five Chinese. The leader was a Chinese, and he said arrogantly: "Who is making trouble here?"
The clerk immediately stepped forward, pointed at Luo Tian and said: "You're here just in time. My brother-in-law has told you that you should take him to prison. I want him to die in prison. You idiot, don't even look at this place." How dare you hit me in the French Concession."
Luo Tian held a cigar in his mouth and looked at the ten policemen carelessly. He said contemptuously: "I thought it was the real French guys who came? It turns out that they are just five traitors and five Indian assans. They really make us Chinese look bad."
The clerk said arrogantly: "Now that the police are here, you still dare to be arrogant. I really don't know how to write the word "death". It is a capital crime to despise a foreigner."
Luo Tian slapped his palm down and knocked the clerk to the ground. He stepped on it and had a pistol in his hand. He put it against the clerk's head and said contemptuously: "You are very honored to have a sister as your lover? China is out of business." Scum like you is China¡¯s misfortune, I will send you on your way today.¡±
Before the policemen could say anything, gunshots rang out and brains exploded. I saw Luo Tian looking at the dead traitor who could no longer die, and cursed: "What the hell!" Then he joked to the ten policemen: "You wolf dogs raised by foreign masters, you just have batons in your hands, but I have police batons in my hands. Rob, you say, I will die or you will die."
The robbery was aimed at five Indian Asans. These Asans were stunned and could not react. Luo Tian shot too quickly and too cruelly, and shot directly to kill. Moreover, the person who killed him was the brother-in-law of a section chief with considerable power in the consulate. If they didn't handle it well, they might never be able to survive in the French Concession.
There were five bang bang bangs in a row, and the five Ah Sans fell into a pool of blood. Luo Tian fired the gun in one go, and it was able to fire continuously. He was obviously a master with guns. At least these patrolmen had never seen anyone with a shooting skill as good as Luo Tian's. Such a fast person.
The other five Chinese police officers were so frightened that they originally thought it was an ordinary matter and could be easily handled as long as they came. Unexpectedly, Luo Tian was a tough guy and ignored the French people in the concession. Through mind reading, these five peopleAlthough he was also a patrolman in the French Concession, he had not done any serious evil. He would help his compatriots within his rights, so Luo Tian did not kill him with his hands.
"roll!"
The originally aggressive patrol was scared away by Luo Tian. Luo Tian lazily looked at the frightened Xiaofang and said: "Go and have a look. If there is anything interesting, just pack it up. I will rob him today. Anyway, foreigners also like to do this. So do you." You won¡¯t be polite.¡±
Then he said to the stunned audience on the street: "If you like it, just take it away. Anyway, if you don't take it, I will burn it with fire. If you are paralyzed, if you dare to mess with me, I will kill him." .¡±
Some of the brave ones hesitated for a moment, then ran in immediately, got a few clothes, and left immediately. Others saw someone taking action and immediately became rude and rushed forward. In a short time, all the things inside were empty. Some people even bowed their hands to Luo Tian to express their gratitude and left in a hurry.
Luo Tian said to Xiaofang: "Fang'er, you go back first. I know how to get to your house. I'll be here in a moment. Since you want to do something, let's do something big, so as not to let these foreign devils look down on me."
Seeing Luo Tian's unquestionable tone, Xiaofang seemed to be filled with confidence and whispered, "Brother, I'll wait for you at home."
With that said, he left with a suitcase. About five minutes after Xiaofang left, both sides of the street were blocked by troops stationed in the French Concession. Five cars of about a hundred French soldiers were pulled in with live ammunition. Machine guns were set up in front and back of the street, and then a small team slowly came toward Luo Tian with loot in hand.
Luo Tianze was whistling, and his voice was extremely pleasant. If it were normal, these French guys who were playing hard would have looked surprised, feeling incredible, thinking that yellow-skinned monkeys also understand such elegant sounds as music. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com