These people seemed to be reincarnated from starvation. There were more than a dozen eggs at each end, and there were more than a dozen cages at one end of Wuxi steamed dumplings. All of a sudden, the stock in the store was gone, and there was no time to get it out, which made me wait for a while.

Customer opinion boss.

That's not all. These people looked like they were eating. They raised one of their smelly feet and placed it on the shiny mahogany chair. Their mouths were stuffed bulgingly and they made chewing sounds. That was better than pigs chewing.

The food sounds loud.

This appearance made many customers reluctant to associate with them and avoided them, frowning in displeasure.

Everyone in the inn, from the shopkeeper to the waiter, has long been disgusted with these people who tarnish the image of the inn.

But if people have already moved in, and they say they are staying only for one day, then we should quickly settle the bill and let them leave.

"Check out? Go to our young master." Lin Gen grinned, raised his thumb and pointed back, shouting in a dignified manner.

"What about your young master?" At this time, the person in charge of the store realized that compared with last night, there was one less young man.

"As the young master, of course we are still sleeping in the room. With such a soft bed and fragrant quilt, maybe the beautiful lady from yesterday is also here. Who doesn't like to sleep with a girl in his arms for a while..."

Lin Gen said obscenely, turning around and laughing with Ah Hua and others.

The shopkeeper immediately asked the waiter to go to the upper room to call.

After a while, the waiter came downstairs and howled as if he had been chased away by a wolf, "Shopkeeper, the man who lives in the wing room has escaped."

It turns out that when the guy came into the house and took a look, there were still people here and there?

He turned around and ran downstairs, howling like a killing pig, and naturally reported to the shopkeeper that he had escaped.

"Run away? Show these to me and report to the Yamen immediately." Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper's face changed and he slammed his palm on the counter angrily and shouted loudly.

"clear…"

Whoops, a dozen people suddenly gathered around, including nursing staff, waiters, and a few customers who volunteered.

The young master is not in the room?

Then he must have gone out for something. How could he run away? He couldn't run away!

But they have a hard time defending themselves. No matter how they scream, no one believes them.

The four people were tired after howling for a while, and no one paid attention to them.

They were like skin that had been punctured. They had long since lost their vitality. They were squatting in the corner, huddled in the corner, praying in their hearts that the young master would come back soon.

As a result, the young master didn't arrive for a long time, but the Yamen police officers and Qing soldiers came. They couldn't help but explain, and they were all tied up.

It's funny, today is Sunday, a day off for the Yamen, and there are only two police officers on duty.

I received a report from an inn within my jurisdiction that someone had eaten Bawang meals and stayed at a Bawang restaurant, so I came over to take a look. I was dumbfounded when I arrived at the scene.

Don't dare to come in!

A policeman in the late Qing Dynasty, carrying a pitiful iron ruler in his hand, could only deal with a few petty thieves and frighten the common people.

The four burly men in front of them were wearing Qing military uniforms without uniforms, and the sizes were completely different, as if they had been stolen temporarily.

This is not an ordinary gangster, he is a remnant of the Boxer Bandit.

The two detectives secretly thought that we couldn't handle it, so they hurriedly asked the store owner to report it to the patrol camp.

Just say that four boxers, gangsters, came to the store.

Captain Zhang, who received the report, was so happy that he smiled crookedly.

Jiangyang robbers, remnants of the boxers.

That’s okay!

Isn't this obviously a good opportunity to make meritorious deeds?

Usually such good things are taken away by the New Army. Today, a pie falls from the sky. We must catch it steadily.

Captain Zhang immediately led a platoon, including him, two horsemen, and forty soldiers from the patrol battalion, armed with broadswords, spears, and twenty shotguns, and surrounded the inn as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Tie up these four bandits first," Captain Zhang ordered.

Under the cover of twenty shotguns, the Qing soldiers from the patrol camp rushed towards Lin Gen and the others.

With the lessons learned yesterday, Lin Gen and the others have learned well today. A good man will not suffer the consequences before him. He can be captured without any resistance and can be captured without any resistance.

What Lin Gen and the others couldn't figure out was that if they didn't pay for their room and food, how could they become boxers and gangsters?

"You have gone too far. Why did you tie up my brother?" Seeing this scene, Chen Tianhua was so angry that he shouted with wide eyes.

"Who is he? Is he the bandit leader who disappeared earlier?"

I saw a junior officer wearing a blue feather on his head and a seahorse painted on the patch of a blue military uniform. He looked at Chen Tianhua with doubtful eyes and turned to ask the shopkeeper.

After the shopkeeper nodded in confirmation, Team Officer Zhang chuckled, took two steps back and waved his hand, "Come on, tie him up too."

"As commanded..."

Seven or eight soldiers pounced on him like tigers and wolves, twisting his arms, tying his waist, grabbing his collar, and even hugging his legs and feet, trying to knock Chen Tianhua to the ground so he could be tied up.

At this time, Chen Tianhua was unexpected. He was still holding many gifts in his hands. He had no time to put them down and was treated like this. He suddenly became furious.

"Go away..."

I saw him roaring, and at the same time, he lifted his arms, twisted his body, and swept his legs...

A series of movements went out uncontrollably, as completely subconscious as drinking water.

"Ouch..."

"ah…"

"..."

Seven or eight soldiers were thrown off their feet at once, and some of them were thrown more than ten feet away. They knocked over the toilet in the corner, splattering excrement and urine all over them, and the stench filled the sky.

This shocked everyone.

This skill is amazing, this is the real boxer.

The four boxers just now looked strong but were actually as timid as rats. They were captured obediently and the crowd around them couldn't get enough of them.

"This guy is awesome. He deserves to be called a boxer and the leader of a gang of thieves."

"Now we finally have something good to watch. Let's see how these officers and soldiers capture him."

"..."

The crowd of onlookers, who had been dead silent just now, suddenly became lively and excited, as if they had taken aphrodisiacs. They all hoped that next would be a "Sanchakou" martial arts show.

"Surround this bandit leader for me. If he doesn't surrender, shoot him to death." Captain Zhang, the patrol battalion officer, ordered angrily when he saw Chen Tianhua's martial arts prowess.

"yes."

Twenty shotgunners were arranged in a fan shape, holding up their shotguns and pointing the black muzzles at Chen Tianhua, who was standing in the center of the front hall.

"Kneel on the ground and raise your hands to surrender." The Qing soldiers shouted in unison.

This kind of shotgun is an improvement from the matchlock gun in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. It was once the most advanced firearm in the Qing army's green camp.

With the standard rifle, it is now equipped for use by patrol battalions.

Although the shotgun is not as bright and accurate as the Mauser rifle, it can shoot a big man five meters away, even if he is a recruit, with his eyes closed.

Twenty shotguns fired in unison, no matter what they said, they could turn the opponent into a hornet's nest.

Faced with this unfavorable situation, Chen Tianhua was certainly not willing to surrender like this.

He knew very well that once he entered the patrol camp, his skin would peel off even if he died, and the remnants of the boxers might end up in jail.

And because the Li family didn't attend the meeting, everything was messed up. Who would go to the prison of the patrol camp to fish him out after he was full?

It turns out he is a remnant of the boxing bandits, and he deserves what he deserves! This is exactly what Mr. Li wants.

Miss Li San is probably shaking with anger. Will she still care about him?

Until then, the sky will not respond and the earth will not work. It will be many times more miserable than yesterday when I was detained at the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal pier.

Now he can only try his best to escape and escape to the Li Mansion. Maybe there will be a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, he secretly thought of his luck, prepared to throw out the gift in his hand as a hidden weapon, and then run away.

At this critical moment.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded from the crowd at the door.
Chapter completed!