Super Dictator

In Tianjin City, after Wei Jichen left the purchasing matter to Wang Huaiqing and several other soldiers, he took Su Zhiniang around, buying a small piece of jewelry for her and letting her try on some clothes.

Su Zhiniang had never been so happy as she was today. She followed Wei Jichen like a little daughter-in-law, with her head lowered and occasionally saying a word or two.

However, Wei Jichen still noticed that there were two soldiers following closely behind him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. This Wang Huaiqing was too impeccable in his work.

Tianjin, the old territory of Beiyang and the residence of Beiyang ministers, was the second largest industrial and commercial city in China and the largest financial and trade center in the north.

The existence of the concession has brought abnormal prosperity to this city. Many generals in Beiyang regard Tianjin as their second hometown. Most of them buy real estate here, and some even live here for a long time.

Wei Jichen and Su Zhiniang were strolling around and unknowingly entered the British Concession.

Wei Jichen felt a little hungry while walking, and he happened to see a Western-style restaurant, so he wanted to take Su Zhiniang to try something new, so he quickly pulled her and walked over slowly.

Halfway through, Wei Jichen realized that the situation was a little unusual. The people coming in and out were well-dressed politicians and business people in suits and ties, both Chinese and foreign, and most of them were foreigners.

Most of them were walking on crutches, holding the woman beside them, and walked slowly and gracefully like gentlemen.

Wei Jichen looked around and found that not far away was the British Concession Ministry of Industry and Commerce Building.

No wonder there are so many so-called British upper classes.

When these people saw Wei Jichen, two Chinese men wearing linen and coarse clothes, suddenly barging in, they all frowned slightly. Fortunately, these people maintained their identities and did not say anything more.

I just looked at him slightly displeased.

Su Zhiniang was a little frightened by everyone's stares, and she leaned closer to Wei Jichen.

She persuaded in a low voice: "Mr. sir, let's go out, there are all foreigners here."

Wei Jichen smiled slightly and said: "This is a place for Chinese people. What are you afraid of? Let's go. Let's eat what foreigners eat. Let's see what they eat and develop such aggressive virtues."

Seeing that Wei Jichen insisted on doing this, Su Zhiniang could only gently pinch the corner of Wei Jichen's clothes and follow him step by step.

Pulling Su Zhiniang along, Wei Jichen soon found an empty seat and sat down.

Several tables around were filled with foreigners. They were all talking quietly at first, but when they saw Wei Jichen suddenly sitting at the table next to them, they all stopped talking, looked at the two of them curiously, and then started pointing at Wei Jichen. .

"Are these real Qing people? Their clothes are really weird." A lady at one of the tables said softly.

"These people are all barbarians. Naturally they cannot compare with our British Empire. However, China is full of gold. As long as you have the strength, you can get it." The people next to him began to boast with disdain and envy at the same time.

Fortunately, they talked in English very quickly and softly, so Wei Jichen, who was not a proficient at it, naturally couldn't understand it, let alone Su Zhiniang.

Not long after, no waiter came forward, but the lobby manager came in a hurry. However, he didn't have a menu in his hand, but walked to Wei Jichen empty-handed.

Then, he said condescendingly: "Sir, I'm sorry, we don't accept ordinary guests here."

Wei Jichen saw that this boy was obviously Chinese. His hair was combed and shiny, and when he spoke to him, he sometimes mixed in foreign language, which made him look nondescript.

"What do you mean by ordinary people?" Wei Jichen lowered his face and asked with a hint of displeasure.

"Ordinary people are Chinese like you. They don't dress well enough to come in." The lobby manager stood up proudly, looking down on Wei Jichen.

"Aren't you Chinese?" Wei Jichen asked curiously.

"I used to be Chinese, but now I work for foreigners. Sir, since you don't cause any trouble with us, please leave, otherwise I will call the guard." The lobby manager said in a bad tone, because there is no such thing here. People dared to cause trouble, and even the guards at the door were removed. I didn't expect that someone would be unconscious today.

"Call your boss here. I want to ask him why he drove the guests out." Wei Jichen suppressed the anger in his heart and prepared to put an end to the matter.

I never thought that the lobby manager sneered twice and said in a serious tone: "Boss? Our boss is a real British person, and the people who come and go are all British upper-class people. I don't know where you come from." Ya San, you want to see him too?”

Wei Jichen was really irritated by these two devils. If Su Zhiniang hadn't been gently tugging at the corner of his clothes just now, he would have burst into a rage. This time he heard that he made rude remarks, how could he hold himself back? , Dangzhi suddenly stood up.

Wei Jichen's momentum was so shocking that the lobby manager couldn't help but take two steps back in fear, and asked in a panic: "What do you want to do? You must know that this is a place for us British people."

"Get lost!" Wei Jichen shouted softly. Seeing Su Zhiniang's pleading look, he really didn't want to cause trouble.

Su Zhiniang thought in her heart that she had brought trouble to Wei Jichen, so she kept blaming herself.

The unusual movement here had already alerted the guards in the restaurant. Two Indian guards quickly ran over with guns and looked at Wei Jichen and the two with eager eyes.

The British people around were watching everything happening here with amusement.

This Qing man who doesn't know what civilization is actually dares to enter a Western-style restaurant. I wonder if he has learned how to use a knife and fork.

Some British people secretly mocked in their hearts.

When the lobby manager saw the Indian guard approaching, his courage suddenly surged up and he became arrogant again. He spoke a few words quickly in English. Wei Jichen only got a general idea, which seemed to mean that this Qing man was here to provoke. If you cause trouble, ask two guards to kick you out.

The Indian came over with the butt of his gun raised, shouting: "Go away, savage."

My dear, there will be more after this chapter^.^,

Fuck, even the Indians who destroyed the country dare to be so arrogant.

Wei Jichen was already furious. He took a step forward as fast as lightning, suddenly took action, grabbed the white blade with his bare hands, and snatched the guns from the hands of the two Indians.

Then he threw it under the table with a bang.

Then, when the two Indians were stunned, they gave one of them a hard slap on the face with their right elbow, and at the same time kicked the other Indian, sending him flying backwards. It hit the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.

An Indian's face was bleeding, another Indian was lying on the ground moaning, the table was broken, and the food was scattered. This sudden change simply dazzled everyone in the restaurant and left them all stunned.

Su Zhiniang looked at her husband with admiration, her big eyes unblinking, for fear of missing any scene.

She had great trust in Wei Jichen and always felt that he could do everything well.

The lobby manager opened his mouth and couldn't close it. When he saw Wei Jichen walking towards him step by step, he couldn't help shouting: "You, you are dead, you dare to cause trouble in our British restaurant."

"You idiot, I'm here to tell you how to behave today. Let's see if the British are your godfathers or if I have raised such an unfilial descendant like you."

Wei Jichen was so angry that he was trembling all over when he heard him silently speak to us British people. He immediately ducked over, raised his palm, and then opened his bow from left to right.

Bang, bang, bang... After more than ten times, the man's face was so swollen that he fell to his knees on the ground, unable to speak at all.

There was a crash, and after a burst of footsteps, a dozen Indians rushed over under the leadership of an Englishman.

Then they surrounded Wei Jichen. At this time, a soldier who was quietly following Wei Jichen also appeared and hurriedly stood in front of Wei Jichen to protect him.

"Sir, Xiaobao has gone to find reinforcements, as long as we stay here for a while." The soldier pointed his gun at the British without showing any signs of weakness and said to Wei Jichen behind him.

The situation was on the verge of breaking out. The leading British man obviously understood Chinese. When he heard the person in front of him calling the person behind him, "Sir," he couldn't help but frown a little. There is a saying that a strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake.

But now that the Qing Dynasty is just a worm, the British frown has relaxed again.