Chapter 187: An Unexpected Encounter

Her long black hair was tied up by her, her skin was bright and white, her melon seed face was bright and bright, and her tender red lips made her look like a kind of xing beauty unique to the beauties of the Jiangnan water town.

She stepped out the door.

He was holding a kitchen knife in his left hand and a hen in his right hand, and it seemed that he was going to kill chickens to cook.

She was about to roll up her sleeves and cut the throat of the hen with a knife, but she happened to see a delicate-looking young Taoist priest standing at the door of her house, and she couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There is a special beauty in her stunned appearance, which is a very elegant temperament.

Jiang Feng smiled at her slightly, turned around and walked away.

It is impossible for him to say that he can't move when he sees a classical beauty, the most important thing now is to complete the task, and look at the people and objects of this period, it is a special visual experience.

Although it was the year of Xianfeng, during this period, there were already many gringos in the Qing Dynasty who often came to China for sightseeing.

They wore khaki suits, cowboy hats, black sunglasses, and high noses, which set off the high superiority of the British in the empire on which the sun never sets.

Of course, in their eyes, China is already very backward at this moment, and there are many wealthy businessmen and ordinary people who smoke opium, which is enough to make a country slowly fall.

As opium dealers, they generally used a strong attitude towards the Han people of the Qing Dynasty for those who were selling their arts on the streets and the coolies on the docks.

"Hey, yellow-skinned monkey, you're looking for death!" Jiang Feng walked on the street, looking at the scenery of this era, feeling the difficulties of the people in this era, and his heart was not shocked, at the same time, the spirit of some people who were indomitable and worked hard to earn money, just to survive in this troubled world also made him feel a little emotional.

However, just as Jiang Feng was sighing in his heart, there was an angry scolding and scolding in front of him, with a somewhat lame Chinese language in London, England.

Jiang Feng frowned, looked ahead, and just saw that on the street stone bridge in front of him, there was a unicycle in the crowd of people coming and going, and in front of the unicycle there was a middle-aged coachman dressed in tatters, with patches, a withered face, and a sallow face.

With a hint of trepidation in his expression, he hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to bump into your suitcase, I'm sorry..."

In the face of the British's strength, the coachman had a hint of trepidation.

"Sir, look, it's better to forget it, Brother Zhang didn't mean it, you have a lot of adults, just be considerate of us."

Next to the coachman, there was a young man in a navy blue coat, with a look of innocence on his face, and he straightened up and pleaded with the Englishman.

He was also pushing a unicycle, and although his face was a little thin, there was a touch of stubbornness in the depths of his eyes, and he did not bow his eyebrows to the Englishman.

"Yes, Brother Zhang didn't mean it, it was Mr. You accidentally bumped into it just now..."The rest of the coachmen who were pushing the unicycle and dragging the goods from the dock shouted.

"Fack, damn it, you yellow-skinned monkeys soiled my suitcase, you know no, it's a case made of fine leather, can you afford it, damn dogs, shitty races... You give me compensation..."

The Englishman was very angry, and when he saw that he was being blamed by several lowly coachmen, he immediately became angry, stepped forward, stretched out his furry arm, grabbed the coachman known as Brother Zhang by the collar, and glared angrily.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to!" Brother Zhang, the coachman, had a pale face and a simple face with fear, which was the fear of the gringos, and for him, a poor man, he would not dare to provoke the gringos from the bottom of his heart.

Until modern times, with the reform and opening up, Chinese people like Brother Zhang, who are afraid of gringos, worship foreign flattery, and there are not a few people who want to take photos with each other when they see gringos.

In this case, it is to worship the foreign and flatter, and from the bottom of my heart, I feel that I am very different from the gringos, and I feel that I am not as good as the gringos.

"Let go of Brother Zhang, he has already apologized to you, why are you still holding him." Zhang Tie, a young man with a simple and honest appearance, couldn't get used to the style of the British, so he stepped forward and slapped his hand away, wanting to stop him.

"Fake squid, yellow-skinned monkey, you are looking for death, since he can't compensate, then follow me to meet your bullshit parents, and let them give me an explanation!" The Englishman Booth was very angry, raised his foot and kicked Zhang Tie, who stepped forward to slap his hand, and kicked Zhang Tie to the ground.

However, he did not let go of the coachman Brother Zhang, but dragged the coachman Brother Zhang's braid and was about to go to the yamen where Yangcheng is located in Guangzhou.

Think of the pain it is like for a person to be forcibly dragged by his braids, and the coachman is being dragged by Booth at this time, and his face is almost distorted with pain.

But he didn't dare to resist, just kept giving up his hands and begging.

However, Booth ignored him ruthlessly, and no matter how much he pleaded, he wanted to send him to the yamen.

The surrounding coachmen and the onlookers dared not speak, looking at the powerful Englishman Booth, pointing and pointing, and no one dared to step forward to stop his behavior.

Zhang Tie endured the pain of being kicked, and he staggered and roared, "Let go of Brother Zhang, dead ghost, go and die!" ”

Like a mad bull, he rushed forward and hit the British guy Booth with his head.

Briton Booth just turned around, just in time to see him rushing towards him, he subconsciously raised a foot and rushed up, but unexpectedly there was a sharp pain in his ankle.

Poof!

Blood splattered, and a hole was pierced in the ankle he raised, and the intense pain made him scream.

Yes!

Boom!

As soon as the screams fell, a huge force hit him, and in the shocked eyes of all the onlookers, the whole person of the British guy Booth was knocked into the air and flew upside down.

In the end, he fell five or six meters away, fell heavily to the ground, fell to the ground, and the severe pain made Booth foam at the mouth, roll his eyes directly, and almost faint.

He was a little incredulous, and looked at Zhang Tie who hit him in horror, and at the same time held his ankle painfully that had been pierced with a thumb-sized blood hole, blood stained his right leg red, the inner thigh was full of blood, and the stone bridge ground was also scarlet blood.

"Killed, yellow-skinned monkey killed." He didn't know what was happening, he didn't hear the gunshots, he was angry and frightened, and hurriedly shouted, trying to attract the Qing soldiers patrolling around him to come to his rescue.