(The serial number of the previous chapter is wrong. The author does not have the authority to modify the title. The editor can only change it at work tomorrow.)
More than a thousand Xiangshan people, armed with poles, wooden sticks and machetes, gathered outside the gate of Macau and shouted angrily, demanding that the red-haired ghost hand over the murderer.
Fortunately, someone tipped off the Portuguese guard and allowed the Portuguese guards to close the door in time. Otherwise, these people would have been caught off guard and would have rushed into the city, smashed it, and set it on fire
But this also frightened the Portuguese so much that Domingo, the commander and mayor of the Macau fleet who came after hearing the news, was hit in the head by a stone thrown in from the outside as soon as he climbed up the tower.
He covered his bleeding forehead, pointed outside and roared: "Who knows what madness they have?"
The subordinates shook their heads quickly, who knows why they went crazy?
"Only they themselves understand the affairs of the people of the Ming Dynasty." Major Alfonso, who had spent time on Chongming Island in the Ming Dynasty, increasingly felt that the two sides were as different as two species. He was laughing at himself: People in the Ming Dynasty regarded us as monkeys.
¡°It¡¯s better to ask Jeffrey to talk to them.¡± Alfonso suggested. Jeffrey is Lin Hongzhong¡¯s Christian name.
"Damn it, didn't you know that Jeffrey went to see their governor?" Domingo said angrily while accepting the bandage: "I don't think they have the ability to attack. You stay here first. If you don't arrive, As a last resort, never shoot.¡±
Alfonso nodded and said: "Don't worry, I won't give the Ming Dynasty people an excuse to take back Macau."
¡°It¡¯s good to understand.¡± Domingo nodded and walked down the watchtower. He had to go back and re-treat the wound to avoid inflammation, which would lead to death.
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Outside Macau, the people in Xiangshan were shouting until noon, and there were actually many old men pushing carts to deliver water and dry food to them.
"Come on, let's fill our stomachs first. You can eat whatever you want for free. Once you're full, you'll have the strength to continue fighting against the red-haired ghost!" the old men pushing the cart shouted loudly.
"Are you really in charge of the food?" The crowd said in surprise: "Hey, it's still a big bun!"
At that moment, they no longer cared about protesting, and started fighting around the cart to drive away.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it, there's still plenty!" The steward who delivered the food pointed to a large boat not far behind him, with several plumes of smoke coming out: "Our boss brought a boatload of flour and killed twenty pigs. We hired ten chefs to make buns for everyone on the boat, so we can make sure everyone can¡¯t eat enough and walk around!¡±
"This is very effective. At least the people don't keep it in their arms. The steamed buns are so hot just out of the pan. Many people¡¯s Nana has become red
They grabbed three or five buns in each hand, and while they were devouring them, they asked uneasily: "Do you still care about dinner?"
"Take charge. Two meals a day, for one month!" the manager said with pride.
"That's great, let's invite the whole family to eat tomorrow" The people were happier than during the Chinese New Year when they heard this, and asked a little embarrassedly: "What do you want us to do? Just tell us."
"Didn't I tell you earlier? You just need to block the door and don't have to do anything else." The manager smiled and said: "Don't be impulsive, safety first, safety first!"
"What a living Bodhisattva!" The people's favorability towards these guys who tempted them to block the door skyrocketed.
I originally thought they were going to pull some kind of trick, but I didn¡¯t know there was none. What else is there to say? After eating and drinking, continue to curse the streets!
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Among the crowd blocking the door, there was a middle-aged man who took out Victory cigarettes on the flower boat that night and incited the young people.
In fact, that one action had already revealed his identity. Because currently, only Jiangnan Group is producing cigarettes in the world, and it does not sell them to the outside world.
The high emotional intelligence statement is that Victory brand cigarettes are currently only supplied to the Coast Guard, which implements the Young Master¡¯s guiding ideology of ¡®the police love the people and the people support the police¡¯.
The term for low emotional intelligence is that we don¡¯t know if this thing is marketable, so we first use the Marine Corps officers and soldiers who are in desperate need of entertainment as guinea pigs
¡°This middle-aged gangster was able to get the specially supplied cigarettes because they were once captured by the Coast Guard.
A few months ago, Mr. Zhao rushed to Chaozhou City for the first time under the protection of the task force. On the way, he encountered Yu Dayou being besieged by a group of water bandits. Zhao Hao ordered his men to rescue Yu Dayou from the siege and captured a group of water bandits.
After going to Chaozhou City for interrogation, it was learned that they were Dan people who called themselves Lianjiang Boat People.
Mr. Zhao does not have the consciousness of noble people and untouchables. In his philosophy, as long as he is a descendant of Yan and Huang, everyone should be equal.
¡°On the land of China, we are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and the Dan people are no exception.
As for the untouchables designated by Emperor Taizu. Those were all old Huang from two hundred years ago.Why did you offend them? You must ask tomorrowif they come again. "
"They will definitely come." Lin Hongzhong sat down at the Western European-style walnut dining table, picked up his fork, pulled out the Portuguese stew that Domingo was eating, and wolfed it down.
¡°Oh, eat slowly my brother.¡± Domingo poured him a glass of wine. After knowing him for so many years, he has never seen this elegant and sinister brother in the church in such a mess. "Did something else happen that made you so anxious that you didn't even bother to eat?"
"You guessed it" The Portuguese stew was very greasy. Lin Hongzhong fucked it hard for a while and couldn't eat it anymore. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. Fang Chang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Get ready for war, Commander."
"What?" Domingo was stunned for a moment, then realized: "You mean, it's the Jiangnan Group that is causing trouble?"
"Yes!" Lin Hongzhong nodded bitterly and told him in detail what had happened in recent days.
Domingo was dumbfounded and said ¡®filhodaporra¡¯ so many times!
He could never imagine that the good situation that the Portuguese had worked hard to achieve in Guangdong for more than ten years was in danger of being completely destroyed in a few days
ps. There is a third update, but it¡¯s not finished yet. There will definitely be one, but don¡¯t wait, you will definitely see it tomorrow morning. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com