It didn't take Duan to see the English pocket watch that was taken out of his arms. It was just a bowl of tea. All the people who could be replaced in the Peking Patrol Bureau were divided into two groups. With Duan's order, the darkness rushed out of the patrol bureau, and rushed to the two areas one south and one north. In the huge patrol bureau, there were only three or two family figures who were really useless.

Seeing the movement of the Beijing Patrol Police Station, the neighbors around the patrol police station were all confused and gathered together to discuss: "I'm talking about it, old people, what kind of situation is the patrol police station? I just saw a few people in the patrol police station who never go on the streets on weekdays, and they all came out with short guns. This situation... aren't you going to rush to the Forbidden City to seize the dragon throne?"

"I still take the dragon throne? Where are you going? I heard from a nephew who works in the patrol station. Today, the director of the patrol station is asked to sit back. I guess... there are three fires left for the new official to take office. If this tiger returns to the mountain, then you can't make a move to warn you and put the rules you should have? I've seen it, but I can't say that the two teams are out, and there are only one group left when I come back..."

"Didn't Master Duan just asked someone to secretly stumbling and sent him back to Zhushikouer Street to patrol the streets? Why did he get reinstated so quickly?"

"It's true that you don't know yet? Don't look at Mr. Duan laughing at others, like Maitreya Buddha, but in my heart, I can take care of things and make decisions! I've heard of it... There is a letter from Mr. Duan who wrote on behalf of others on Zhushikou'er Street. He was detained to Mr. Duan early in the morning to write documents! Good guy... Seven or eight pages of letter paper are densely packed!"

“What did you write?”

"What else can it be? Mr. Duan recommended himself and added a military order, saying that within seven days, two cases of gunfire inside and outside Sijiu City were bound to be solved a few days ago! Otherwise, anyone who sat on the Jin Jie chair of the patrol police station in Sijiu City would be able to make a fortune. When will Mr. Duan take the turn to sing this and get back to the loss?"

"As you say, Master Duan is really just trying to do something like this? If he becomes a high-ranking official, he must ride a horse. If he loses... I am afraid that even if he patrols the streets on Zhushikouer Street, he will not be as good as Master Duan?"

"Go to the country and take it immediately, wealth and honor are in danger! Anyway, tearing the dragon robe is a death, and beating the prince is a death. If I were to put it aside, I would go out and fight this time! It became a life of food, drinking, and having sex forever. If I defeated Caishikou, I just wanted a knife, which was so refreshing! A real man would not have five cauldrons to eat, so it would be nice to ask for five cauldrons to cook..."

"Let's not worry about your five cauldron food. After the five cauldrons are cooked, there is smoke coming out of your oil pan. Hey..."

"Oh...my fried cake..."

Amid the chaos and various discussions, no one was paying attention to the eaves of the street opposite the patrol station. Several men wearing clamped jackets and felt hats on their heads, and a strong man dressed in Liba stared at the two people coming out of the patrol station with a gloomy face. After exchanging glances between them, they quickly divided into two groups and followed the patrol station far away.

On another tofu brainboy pick not far from the patrol station, several people dressed like hawkers on the outside, just saw people rushing out of the patrol station. They immediately threw a big boy on the table, took the light peddler pick and took the shortcut to the two directions of the south city wall and the hopper alley.

As if he had known for a long time that his eyes had to stare at his every move, Master Duan ran in the middle of the team with panting, but he didn't forget to look behind him repeatedly. Seeing that the team was always following several people in the Liba stroll, his waist was full of bulging, Master Duan's face suddenly had a smug smile. He shouted at the patrolman who was also running behind him with a voice: "Enough harder under his feet, but you can't let the wind leak out, so that the ideas in the kiln would be in a mess! If you practice this job beautifully, you wouldn't dare to agree. Tonight, there would be one casserole house. The meat should be full, and the wine should be drunk!"

On weekdays, the patrol police who only care about cheating on the streets to get benefits, and have never trained their bodies, ran a few miles away and wanted to stick out their tongues and learn to breathe, and the feet were already covered with water. But suddenly, when he heard Mr. Duan promise such benefits, many patrol police were immediately excited. Several patrol police officers who still had three points of strength shouted in a mess: "Mr. Duan, this job will be able to enjoy wine and meat, but after eating and drinking, you still have to have a place to go, right?"

"That's all! This is just around the corner of the dry days, and I'm not holding it hard all over my body?"

"Mr. Duan, you have a big face, a big face, and you have a big relationship with brotherhood..."

Listening to the lazy and procrastinating shouts, Mr. Duan turned his head and shouted at the patrol officers who opened their mouths and shouted: "Before the door was kicked open, I thought about sleeping with widows. You are all fucking dung beetles - you can't eat, drink, defecate, sleep and sleep all over the feces! Asking you out for a job, it would be like cutting you a layer of skin alive! After this job, one person added two dollars, and he thought that he had asked you to play the lead selection (Note 1) today! After getting the money, you will do whatever you like..."

With the loud cheers, the patrol officers who had already run away completely lost their formation were all speeding up as if they were stepping on hot wheels. After just two pots of tea, the hopper carved with wood on the flagpole poked in front of the hopper alley was already vaguely looking at it.

Stopped and gasped. Mr. Duan reached out to take the tea from the shops beside him, and looked at the shops around him running around the streets. The patrol officers who were looking for water to drink were helplessly shook his head.

The cowards who are supported by the patrol police station bullies the common people and are all heroes. Those who serve officials are all top slaves. But when they really want to die, they cannot expect them to succeed!

At the end of the day, I have to rely on my own money to support the swordsmen who have been working for many years, and help them to urge them!

He ran toward the two of them, his face pale, and he shook his eyes with panting. Master Duan lowered his voice and shouted, "Are you surrounded by the kiln?"

He nodded to Master Duan with difficulty. The two of them, who followed Master Duan, raised their hands and waved to a casual man sitting next to the bean juice picker near the roadside, and immediately called the casual man to Master Duan.

He bowed to Mr. Duan, and the idle man dressed as a streetman running in a shop and said to Mr. Duan: "Mr. Duan. The family named Luo in the hopper alley is already surrounded and is waiting for you to take someone to pour it in. The designation is to be easy!"

Looking up and down at the idle man dressed by the street guy, Master Duan asked with some concern: "Didn't your details be revealed?"

Shaking his head as if he was rattled, the idle man dressed in a street man replied quickly, "All of you are good at eating this bowl of rice. People of more than 30 people can't reveal their foundation at a kiln, and they have nothing to do with it! This morning, the family named Luo went out to buy breakfast, and they even bought fifty firewood on the stake we poked. They didn't even realize that the firewood stall was our hidden stake!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Master Duan's face changed suddenly. He raised his hand and threw the tea bowl in his hand to the ground: "How many people are there in the Luo family? You can eat fifty firewood in one meal? Do you dare to say that you have not revealed your foundation?! They are going to run away, and then they handle the dry food they want to eat on the road..."

Seeing that the idle man dressed as a street guy was still poking his eyes in front of him, Master Duan was even more angry. He raised his hand and thrust his shiny mouth on the face of the idle man, and shouted sternly: "Is he still stupid, right? Call someone to pour it into the kiln! If one runs away, no one of you will be able to do it today!"

Listening to Master Duan's order, the street-running gangster dressed up, didn't care that his cheeks were sore that he had just been slapped. He opened his throat and shouted at the strong man who was squatting on the ground at the hopper alley in the distance, playing wolves and eating baby chess: "Chong! Chong into the kiln. Don't even shout any of them away!"

With the shouts of a torment, nearly twenty or thirty strong men from the hopper all jumped up, and they pulled out their competing houses from themselves and rushed into the hopper alley. Behind those strong men, Mr. Duan also jumped to the patrolman behind him who was only concerned about drinking water and resting, shouting: "Don't be stunned. The idea in the kiln woke up and dribbled, and wrapped around the path around the kiln. You are allowed to enter and not leave!"

As the tea bowl was thrown and the water bottle was chatting, the patrolman who had just taken a nap suddenly took off his body and carried the long and short fire-carrying houses on his back, like a big broken net, rolled them towards the hopper alley. Along the way, no matter whether they saw the person drinking the bean juice on the bean juice pick or the customer who had just walked out of the shop next to the street, they all called and pressed them down and squatted down with their heads, holding the hard fire-carrying houses in their hands against the back of their heads, only scaring the two-meter-old passers-by who were confused by the minds!

In the hopper alley, I don’t know whether it was the swordsmen raised by Master Duan, or the faster-running patrol figure who bumped open the kiln gate. With seven or eight gunshots, a messy shout came from the hopper alley: “Hold the idea!”

"Good guy, you dare to shoot and resist arrest, right? You deserve to be rewarded with me for being a spoiled!"

"Wow... I'm holding the stolen stolen certificate, hey... I don't even bother me. I'm waiting for Master Duan to verify the stolen certificates and get the stolen ones!"

As soon as he heard the idea being shouted in the hopper alley, Duan was immediately excited, and he threw away the two men beside him holding short guns and escorting his idle fire. He rushed into the kiln of the hopper alley in two steps.

Just as he entered the Luo family's courtyard, Master Duan took a deep breath when he saw the scene in the Luo family's courtyard. He immediately took a deep breath. The people of the Luo family, all of them were lying on the ground, with their luggage around him, and they looked like they were about to go on a long trip. After a careful look, no blood was flowing out of the guns of the Luo family's people. There was no need to look for the coroner who had accumulated over the years to come for inspection. Even Master Duan could see that the people of the Luo family were dead for at least two hours...

He raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Master Duan suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "Why are you still stupid? The Qing kiln is so stupid, looking for the thief..."

Before Master Duan finished speaking, a swordsman standing beside Master Duan raised his hand and asked someone to throw it into the yard and threw it into the yard and fell a rotten wooden box. He whispered to Master Duan: "Master Duan, I guess the stolen certificate you mentioned is all in that box..."

ps:

Note 1: Since the early days of the past, when the army faced great wars and bad wars, it was usually because of the low combat quality of the soldiers and fear of death. Before the war, they offered high rewards to recruit greedy soldiers and served as vanguards to fight for their lives, so it was called - to choose a vanguard.

In the old days, officers in the army were greedy and had no faith. Even the rewards were swallowed up after the war. Therefore, the soldiers were doubtful about the rewards without any entrustedness, and almost no one applied for the selection of the front line. In the late Qing Dynasty, when they were recruiting candidates for the selection of front line, low-level officers often held up silver in front of the formation and shouted for recruitment. Only then did the soldiers fight with money, and their combat power could be imagined!
Chapter completed!