Chapter 50: The Law of Agitation
"Joe, let go and let him go! Your enemies are the laborers! ”
Those gang members were intimidated by Boss Qiao's momentum, and they stepped forward to persuade the two to pull them apart, and the latter's eyes seemed to be bleeding, and he was pacing back and forth like a trapped beast in an iron cage.
"Joe, I think it's better to tell the boss about this, those laborers alone probably can't deal with our enemies."
So said a yellow-haired man with emaciated cheeks.
"No, wait a little longer, I'll definitely do this, if this little thing has to trouble the boss, what face do I have to mess around in the gang? Since my brother can't find it now, it's up to me to complete the task myself! ”
Boss Qiao also let go, he immediately took off the jacket on his body, strode into the Chinese labor camp, grabbed a passing Chinese worker, took off the gray uniform full of patches on the other party, and put it on himself.
The rest of the gang members looked at each other when they saw him like this, and one of them shrugged his shoulders and said: "He doesn't want to say it, let's talk about it, seeing that the day of the Chinese Workers' Battalion to pay the protection money is coming, instead of waiting for the boss to ask us and we can't answer, it is better to inform the boss that there is nothing but the problem here." ”
"Yes, that's right, the two brothers of the Qiao family are likely to have messed things up, we can't follow him to be punished together when the time comes, go, go back to find the boss."
Boss Qiao entered the Chinese Gong camp in a rage, and some overseers next to him obviously recognized him, and frantically glanced at him and gestured, but Boss Qiao, who had been carried away by anger, chose to ignore it and rushed directly into the factory where his brother was.
"TMD, the new bastards, where did you hide my brother?"
Boss Qiao walked into the factory in a big way, and casually took a hammer from the tool pile and held it behind him.
Zhou Yu and the others who were working had already seen Boss Qiao, but their expressions were calm and they did not reply.
"I'm fucking asking, where did you hide my brother?"
Boss Qiao angrily swung the hammer and smashed it on a nearby machine with a "bang", making a deafening sound.
"Joe! What are you doing? This is the Chinese Workers' Camp, not a place for you to go wild! You're out of here, get out of here now! ”
Outside the factory door, several overseers surrounded him with a wary expression, trying to drive Boss Qiao away.
"Don't make trouble for Lao Tzu! I'm going to have to find my brother today, and which of you hid him? Or rather...... You've already done it to him......"
Zhou Yu and the others still didn't talk, so they looked at him coldly.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Boss Qiao became even more angry, so he picked up the hammer and yelled loudly and smashed it into the machine next to him.
"Get out of here! Only those newcomers are left, and Lao Tzu wants to fight them alone! ”
"Joe! We warn you again, this is the Chinese Workers' Battalion, and you are deliberately damaging the Empire's government property! We have the right to send you to the police station, stop it! ”
Seven or eight overseers surrounded him and stood in front of Boss Qiao, and some of them had even taken out their pistols from their armpits and looked at him with a wary expression.
"You useless things, you usually get a lot of benefits from me, but you can't even look down on my brother! Just lost him like that? What's the use of Lao Tzu raising you? Rubbish! ”
The overseers turned pale when they heard this, and secretly wondered if this Boss Qiao had a problem with his brain? How can he say such unfounded words in front of so many people, is he crazy?
"Joe, don't go crazy here, we warn you one last time, if you still insist on destroying public property, we have the right to shoot you!"
The clatter of bullets rang out, and several overseers raised their revolverss at the same time to aim at Boss Joe.
"Okay, how dare you put a gun at Lao Tzu? Did you know that I was from the Clay Brotherhood? Dare to kill me...... Kill me, you and none of your families will try to run! I see who dares to shoot today, get out of the way! ”
In the distance, Zhou Yu, who was sitting next to the machine, looked at this scene coldly and sneered in his heart.
This Boss Qiao was obviously carried away by anger, he didn't know what he was doing, but it was better, he could have used the hands of these overseers to get rid of him.
Thinking of this, Zhou Yu slowly stood up and took a few steps forward, his voice calm with a little majesty.
"Where did the hooligans and bandits come from, who dare to go wild in the Chinese workers' camp? We are protected by the British Empire here, and no one can harm us in the slightest.
If your own brother is lost, go and look for it, go to the police, why did you come here to make trouble? We also said that you hid your brother by yourself, just to use the topic to play! ”
"What? The dog's ...... I know you, you're the new labor leader, it must be you, you must have hidden my brother! Damn, I'll tell you about this month's protection fee, you don't have a penny! Otherwise, the Clay Brothers will set an example by cutting off each of your heads and hanging them from Big Ben! ”
Zhou Yu sneered, spread his hands and looked at George and the other overseers, "Gentlemen, did you hear that?" He's a naked threat, what? In such a civilized society governed by the rule of law, are you not prepared to take any measures against such wicked people who brazenly threaten to kill? ”
George's anxious forehead was sweating, and he kept squeezing his eyes to ask Zhou Yu not to add fuel to the fire, but the latter just wanted to do this, how could he stop?
I saw Zhou Yu turn around and look around at the workers behind him, and said in a deep voice: "I recognize the missing person he said, what is the name of Second Master Qiao?" They are clearly compatriots, but they bully other laborers!
It's a good thing that such a person is missing now, if you know who drove him away, please tell me, and I will definitely come to the door to thank that hero! Thank you to him for eliminating harm for the people, and thank you for making decisions for the Chinese workers in our Chinese labor camp! ”
"Say no more, Bruce Chow...... Shut up! ”
George saw that Boss Qiao, who was trembling all over, knew that something bad was going to happen, but Zhou Yu wouldn't listen to him at all.
"Does anyone know when Second Master Qiao disappeared? I suggest that a day of thanksgiving be set up in the Chinese Gong Camp to thank the hero who shot secretly, and on that day we will take out the food and wine that we have treasured for a long time to share with everyone to commemorate this special day~! ”
"Son of a bitch...... You give Lao Tzu to die! ”
Finally, Boss Qiao couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, dragged the hammer with both hands and smashed away the overseer in front of him, and went straight to Zhou Yu.
"Bastard...... Joe! Stop, stop now! ”
The overseers were knocked to the ground by him, and one of them even dropped his pistol on the ground.
Zhou Yu looked coldly at this tall man, who lacked half an ear, and rushed towards him like a wild beast, not in a hurry, not dodging, just waiting quietly.
Finally, when Boss Qiao was still five steps away from Zhou Yu, the gunshots rang out.
With a "bang", a loud gunshot echoed back and forth on the ceiling of the factory, and this sound also made Boss Qiao's body rush forward, and his eyes were round in disbelief.
He staggered two steps, held the hammer in front of him, and reached out with his left hand to touch his right chest.
It was red, and the overseer had just shot him in the back, causing the bullet to penetrate his lung.
"Bastard...... Lao Tzu is dead...... Pull you on too! ”
Boss Qiao was extremely unwilling, still dragging the hammer forward step by step.
But at this moment, "bang bang" gunshots rang out one after another, and three more shots hit Boss Qiao's back, making his body tremble, and finally fell to the ground.