Chapter 39: Tsarist Hercules [Sorry, the update is a little late]

On the sandy side, the hour was approaching, and the sunset in the sky gradually dissipated from the clouds, and soon, a crooked moon replaced the setting sun, pouring silver-white moonlight on the sparkling river.

However, the river is full of water, separating the two worlds.

In the Shamian Concession, the island adopts a neat grid road network, hundreds of European-style buildings are distributed in it, and many ancient trees are planted on both sides of the road, so when the moonlight is spread at night, when the electric lights in the western-style buildings are lit together, coupled with the mist drifting from the river, the Shamian Concession is like being in a dazzling multi-colored light and complex fairy tale world.

On the other side, the entire inner city of Quang Fu, during this period, except for some buildings equipped with electric lights, the rest were lit by oil lamps, candles and other fuels. In addition, due to the large number of poor residents and the habit of resting, most of the inner city of Quang Fu was in darkness.

All in all, one side is the world of colorful and sleeter, and the other side is the world of shady people.

So.

Tonight, when the Cantonese people are on the shore, for them who usually spend a day in the dark night, the Shamian Concession is like a woman in hazy clothes, dancing in a variety of colors under the full moonlight. How could they, a group of hungry men, be willing to move their eyes?

Of course, tonight, Shamian is not only a stage for foreigners, but also a rare grand occasion in Guangfu for more than ten years, not far from the upstream and downstream of the martial arts ring, in the wooden building on the shore directly opposite the martial arts ring, you can see the flow of people shuttling among the thousands of lights.

"Hey, guest officer, there is freshly baked seafood porridge here, do you want to try it."

"Fresh clams, fresh shrimp, fresh crabs...... It's got you covered! “

……

Tonight is an unimaginable night for the Tan people who live in the river, usually, they have already turned off the lights to rest, or carry out the man-making movement, which is like tonight, they are busy boiling porridge and lighting the lamp oil for the next half a month. Therefore, when they were excited, their hearts hurt for a while when they saw that the lamp oil was about to be added.

After Nalan Yuanshu saw such a grand scene on the shore, he turned back to Shen Zhu and sighed: "Live in peace and enjoy your work, be willing to eat and serve beautifully, this official finally saw such a grand scene today." “

"Hey, it's just that I don't know how long this will last."

Seeing that Nalan Yuan suddenly showed his emotions of worrying about the country and the people, Shen Zhu put down the teacup and said: "Brother Nalan why worry about this, Guangfu has been the land of the Qing Dynasty since then, and the foreigners will be driven away sooner or later." “

"Brother Shen, I don't want to, but the imperial court." Nalan Yuanshu thought for a while, but he still didn't say what he was worried about.

At this time, the ambassador of the British Consulate stationed in the Qing Dynasty, he was sitting next to Shen Zhu, he was dressed very formally today, a black suit and a bowler hat, and a slender walking cane.

His Chinese was smooth and understood what Shen Zhu and Nalan Yuan said, but his face did not change much now, and he asked with a smile: "Mr. Shen, what is the start of the martial arts competition?" “

In formal occasions, Shen Zhu understands the principle of politeness to people, even though he is eager to pick up an AK47 in his heart now and suddenly break out of the foreigner, but his face still shows a smile and says: "Ambassador, which country will you send players first?" “

Hearing this, the ambassador of the British Consulate immediately turned around and whispered with the consular representatives of the other four countries about who would send the players first, and after half a ring, the ambassador of the British Consulate said: "On our side, the Hercules of Tsarist Russia appeared, then Italy, France, the United States, and finally the empire on which the sun never sets. “

When the ambassador spoke of his country, he looked proud, and his tone was a bit condescending.

In the jousting ring.

Huang Feihong and Yan Zhendong and the other five of them looked a little shocked at this time, only to see a white man about twice the size of an ordinary bear's waist and a tiger's back, he took heavy steps and met him, and every step he took, there was a thumping sound on the wooden board.

When he was about to reach them, the white man cracked his mouth and smiled, his thighs were twice as thick as ordinary people, and he raised a height of more than ten centimeters slightly, and then in the slight shaking of Huang Feihong's five bodies, accompanied by a dull thud, his calves instantly sank under the plank.

Clearly, the white man was proclaiming his power.

"Master Cai, Master Li, Master Hong, Master Yan, this time I will take the lead." Seeing such a tall and strong figure of the Tsarist Hercules, Huang Feihong was a little worried about the safety of the three masters who were still in the dark strength stage at this time, if the dark strength could not hurt the Tsarist Hercules, then they would be extremely dangerous, and they might be seriously injured or killed on the spot by the Tsarist Hercules.

As a result, Huang Feihong wanted to change the order of the original competition and let him take the lead first.

Master Cai has calmed down at this time, and deduced the martial arts style in his heart, although the strength of the Tsarist Hercules is amazing, but the body is large, and the limbs are stiff, so that the Tsarist Hercules has defects in the flexibility of the body, compared to the fact that he often practices the square inch movement method, the Tsarist Hercules is undoubtedly a moving target.

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the breakthrough point, as long as he didn't take the fist of the Russian Hercules, he would not be in danger of his life, so Master Cai hugged his hand and saluted and said: "Master Huang, I understand your kindness, Cai Jiaquan has never flinched from the battle, or I will take the lead first." “

"Master Cai."

Master Cai stopped Huang Feihong's advice with one hand, and said with a very serious face: "Master Huang, I will not fight a battle that I am not sure of, I see that this foreigner has stiff limbs, and he is definitely inferior to us Chinese in terms of body style." I'm not going to go toe-to-toe with foreigners. “

Seeing that the two of Tsarist Hercules and Master Cai were about to compete, Nalan Yuan suddenly asked, "By the way, Brother Shen, did you encounter trouble on the road?" The two met at sunset and rushed to Shamian together, but Nalan Yuanshu waited for a moment at the location before seeing Shen Zhu coming in a hurry.

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just a few robbers and thieves in the house." Shen Zhu said very casually.

"Robbers, hairy thieves?"

Nalan Yuanshu's face showed shock, and then he said meaningfully: "Brother Shen, don't worry, after tonight, I will immediately send troops to put all the robbers and thieves in Guangfu in prison." “

Hearing this, Shen Zhu said with a sense of understanding: "Brother Nalan, I'm afraid that when the time comes, the prison of the official government yamen will not be able to hold so many robbers and thieves. “

Shen Zhu could hear the meaning of Nalan Yuanshu's reference to robbers and thieves, one of which was alluding to revolutionary reactionaries, and the other was that he was saying that by taking this opportunity, the Divine Tree Sect could slander hostile forces as revolutionary reactionaries.