Infinite Script Killing

"Mr. Simon, don't believe him. He is lying to you. Mr. Simon, I can give you money, more money..."

Master Hu was lying in front of the car window, shouting loudly, still making the final struggle. He couldn't figure out how an outsider could get involved with these high-ranking foreign adults in an instant.

Especially after seeing that Simon, who usually ignored him, was so respectful to this vulgar martial artist, it was even more incredible.

It's just that no one would answer his answers. Even those rude foreigners unceremoniously raised the butts of their guns and hit Mr. Tiger on the back of the head in order to make him quiet.

"Mr. Du, I feel deeply guilty for my reckless behavior just now. Please forgive me."

Simon's expression was very humble, and this scene simply made everyone in the Yixing Gang dumbfounded.

In the past, when they went to give money to the foreigner, the foreigner wanted to look at them with his nostrils.

Not to mention this foreigner, even those foreigners didn't treat them as human beings.

"We have a proverb in China: He who does not know is not guilty. I would like to meet the local bishop and hope Mr. Simon can help."

"Of course. I will send someone to ask for Bishop Simpson. I believe he will be very happy about your arrival."

Simon was naturally very happy with this request, because he was still unsure about the origin of the yellow-skinned Chinese in front of him and why he had angel tears that symbolized the authority of the church.

The reason why Mr. Hu was captured was to treat it with caution. After all, when it came to the church, he, a small colonel, no longer allowed him to have the slightest qualification to weigh in.

Simon turned around and sent for Bishop Simpson.

"What are you still doing?"

Xu Tong took advantage of this opportunity and looked back at A Bin, who was already dumbfounded. The ferocious look in his eyes made A Bin jump all over. He quickly got up from the ground and walked to the front to invite Xu Tong and Mr. Simon into the hall. rest.

Mr. Hu's business is good, so the house is also well built. It looks like a three-story Western-style small Western-style building from the outside, but the decoration design inside is very elegant.

There is also a plaque hanging in the lobby on the first floor with the words loyalty and righteousness written on it.

After the two sat down, A Bin hurriedly ran out the door. What he wanted to do, of course, was to get on top.

Only then did Xu Tong wake up A Bin, and then he realized that he might really be on the rise.

Mr. Hu was caught, Hu San died, and Qiao Jingsheng died. It was logical that he became the talker of the Yixing Gang. Although according to the rules, new talkers could only be chosen from the Double Red Stick.

But Qiao Jingsheng is dead, so who cares about the rules.

As soon as he went out, A Bin quickly called his best friends and ordered them to quickly pick up those big stalls, cigarette stalls, and fish egg stalls from Mr. Hu.

And asked them to release the news that Mr. Hu was included in the register. Now he, A Bin, is in charge and is the new grandpa of the Yixing Gang!

The news spread quickly, and it immediately stirred up waves.

Although the New Territories is the territory of those foreigners, dragons and snakes are mixed here, gangs are rising, and there are countless gangs.

There are more than a dozen with the prefix Xing alone, and even more with the prefix He and Hong.

But the most powerful among them are just a few. For example, the Chaozhou Tsai mentioned by A Bin is a big gang organized by people from Guangdong in Chaozhou, and the Hong Sheng Society

Ma Jiao Tsai refers to a gang organized by people in Macau, and Sheng He

In addition, there are countless prefixes of different sizes such as Pao Ge Gang, Qing Gang, etc.

In contrast, Mr. Hu's Yixing Gang is either big or small, but one thing is that Mr. Hu's backer is Brother Yi, the Commissioner of Police, Mr. Yang.

It is precisely with the support of foreign adults that Mr. Hu can eat so many stalls in one go.

It was precisely because of this that Abin dared to collude with the ferry to take the newly arrived refugees off the boat in advance and rob them openly.

So many people couldn't believe it when they heard the news that Mr. Tiger was on the list.

The so-called thieves take away the mountains, the officials take away the food, and they are registered and spend half their lives in jail.

It doesn't make sense that Mr. Tiger is on the list, but his subordinate Ma Zai is in the position.

Interested people naturally began to inquire about the news.

At this moment, an even more shocking scene was taking place in the hall of the Yixing Gang.

When Bishop Simpson of the New Territories received the news and hurried over, the bishop fell at Xu Tong's feet with almost tears in his eyes.

Then, in the eyes of everyone who were surprised, surprised, shocked, and even a little disgusted, he took Xu Tong's finger and kissed Xu Tong's ring affectionately.

This kind of hand-kissing ceremony is not uncommon. After all, foreign adults in the New Territories seem to be very keen on this kind of taking advantage of others.

They can be seen everywhere on the street, either with their hands or with their faces, and they have become accustomed to it.

But the partners of these foreign adults are often blond and blue-eyed foreigners. Not to mention immoral, at least they are pleasing to the eye.

But the scene in front of me, a fat bald man in his fifties, holding a big hand full of calluses and kissing him wildly, and then looking at the owner of this hand, with a fleshy face and a fierce look in his eyes, this scene is really... It's too harsh on the eyes.

But what they didn't know was that Colonel Simon's eyes were almost popping out of his eyes compared to the burning eyes.

He knew that this man might be related to the church, but he didn't expect that the bishop would kiss his ring face so humbly. This scene was too incredible.

After the shock, there was a burst of fear. Simon thought about his impulse just now. If someone really fired the gun...

Thinking of this, Simon suddenly felt scared. The church's punishment was not something he, or even his family, could afford.

"Damn bastard, you almost killed me!!"

Thinking of this, Simon secretly vowed to make that damned and despicable gang leader's life worse than death.

"The Lord God is with you!"

Xu Tong's rough hands gently stroked Simpson's bald head. Well... it felt pretty good, but a little oily.

“Thank you for your blessings, your glory is with me.”

Feeling the tenderness from this hand, Simpson was moved to tears. His humble posture was more like a humble servant than a bishop.

But this is not an exaggeration. Although his appearance has changed, Xu Tong still has Michael's blessing mark on his body, plus [Vatican Advisor], and this [Angel Tears], as well as the last time the Western script world brought rich reputation.

Even when facing Xu Tong, the red archbishop needs to be treated with the same level of courtesy, plus a layer of respect.

After Simpson sat down, Xu Tong asked about the local church with a smile.

It was just a casual question, but in Simpson's eyes, this was the messenger's assessment of his performance, and he suddenly looked serious and said, "The location of the church has been determined, but the funds... are still being collected."

In the Age of Ending Law, the church's divine authority is no longer able to suppress the rising military power. In addition, the royal family has drastically reduced the church's funds. This is nothing new.

Xu Tong, who had experienced a script with a Western background, was already familiar with this. Seeing Simpson's nervous expression, Xu Tong waved his hand to signal him to relax and said casually:

"Bishop Anlitat also encountered such difficulties, but under his preaching, many devout believers responded to the Lord's call and raised millions of silver coins for the new church."

Simpson was even more ashamed when he heard this. What kind of environment is there in the New Territories, and what kind of environment is it in the capital city? Just a few anti-foreign movements are already extremely dangerous. I heard that since the sudden death of Xiang Gongbao, there has been a melee between warlords, and the people are in dire straits. You can imagine how difficult it is to preach in such an environment.

"Bishop Anlitate's piety for the Lord will definitely be blessed by the Lord." Simpson quickly acknowledged Anlitate's contribution.

"So you should hurry up!"

Xu Tong said, waving towards the door, and saw A Bin hiding at the door immediately bending over and walking over.

Before he could speak, Xu Tong stretched out his hand towards him: "Take the money!"

A Bin nodded quickly, turned around and ran to Master Hu's study. He remembered that there was a folder in Master Hu's study.

About half an hour later, Abin came down with a thick stack of silver coins and put the money on the table.

Simpson put away the money with a smile. Xu Tong said that in the future, the Xingyi Gang would fully fund Simpson's church construction. Of course, the implication was that in the future, the Xingyi Gang's money would no longer have to be donated to Colonel Simon.

Although they both spend money, the gap between the two is huge. The former spends money on his own initiative, and he has the final say on how much he spends. The latter is a tribute to foreigners. Don't be too dissatisfied with others. I accept it just to give you face.

Colonel Simon not only had no objection to this, but was happy to see it work. Friendship with the church was more important than money. A letter of introduction from the church was enough to help his family gain a lot of political capital in the country.

Now, no one in the Yixing Gang dares to be unconvinced.

If you want your fists to be strong enough, if you want relationships, foreigners will have to bow their heads and bow. I believe everyone has the answer already.

After sending Simon and Simpson away, Xu Tong clapped his hands and started to work as a shopkeeper.

The rest of the messy things naturally fell on A Bin's head. Originally he was a member of the Yixing Gang, and the things he took over were much simpler than what he took over, and the people in the Yixing Gang would not have any resistance. , after all, the Yixing Gang still belongs to our family.

Naturally, Xu Tong's high profile was not just for a moment of pleasure, but a decision made after careful consideration.

Since it is a confrontation between camps, regardless of strength, whoever occupies more resources in the early stage will naturally be more advantageous.

And my identity is indeed not very good. If I stupidly go to the gate of Zhixingtang directly, although I can complete the identity task, I am not rare for such an identity.

To put it nicely, he is a town hall, but to put it unpleasantly, he is just a watchdog. This is not what I want.

Xu Tong picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "Isn't it just a town? No matter whether you are black or white, I want it!"