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　　 Sorry, it's later

　　 Huang Feihong was angry!

　　 He never imagined that things are so unsatisfactory today?

　　As the young apprentice Lin Sha predicted, they tried their best to meet the commander of the British fleet through the relationship of the Yamen. Under the coordination of the new chief of Foshan, they reached an understanding of the British soldiers shooting and hurting the fishmongers.

　　According to the plan, he should take it as soon as possible. It would be quite difficult for the British to continue to pursue the fault of the unruly fishmonger.

　　 But somehow, it may be because the previous mediation negotiations were surprisingly smooth, and Huang Feihong had a little more thought in his heart, and he asked the British to apologize to the fisherman’s uncle who was accidentally injured.

　　 As a result, the gentle English commander who had just been gentle and gentle just now changed his face, and he didn't need him to slap his head. The new Chief of Foshan, who accompanied the mediation, jumped out.

　　 "Huang Feihong, which yamen are you from?"

　　 "You are nothing more than a Caomin, what qualifications are there to discuss court decisions?"

　　 "Now the imperial court is engaged in foreign affairs, and the relationship with foreigners is to endure for a while, and take a step back to the sea and the sky!"

　　 The new chief has a bad face, with a clear warning in his tone.

　　Huang Feihong has a fire in his heart, and he is not very polite to speak: "Master, foreigners are rampant in my territory in Daqing, can't we even reason?"

　　 The new Chief of Foshan was even more polite, threatening with a sullen face: "Huang Feihong, I know you have a close relationship with the black flag Liu Yongfu!"

　　 "Nan didn't listen to the imperial court's orders in Annan, and it had already caused dissatisfaction among the ministers of the Central Committee of the DPRK. The imperial court sent me to Foshan this time to monitor the unstable factors like you!"

　　Huang Feihong was shocked and angry. Yu Guang glanced at the corner of the British commander's face with a playful smile. The hot feeling on his face was ashamed and embarrassing.

　　 At this moment, the personal soldier who was placed outside by the new chief of the Foshan rushed in and whispered something in the ear of the chief, suddenly causing the new chief to change color.

　　 "Huang Feihong, well, you are very good!"

　　 The new chief soldier stared at him like a viper, and the words he spoke made Huang Feihong feel inexplicable.

　　At the same time, the British commander also received reports from his men, his face suddenly became ugly and abnormal, and his face was full of irritation.

Huang Feihong realized that his brothers in the civil corps were fighting with a gang, and they were fighting in the marina market not far away. They alarmed the guards in the gathering area of ​​foreigners and did not speak, and also made the new chief of Foshan feel foreigners. .

He was immediately angry, and greeted the ugly new Foshan commander in chief, with two apprentices Ling Yunkai and Yasha Su hurried over, just to see the young apprentice Lin Sha showing great power, and the brothers of the regiment formed a battle. The scene of sweeping the leaves like a gang beater is over.

　　 Seeing the new Chief of Foshan followed with a gloomy face, a foreign man also hurriedly came with the guard force. He suddenly felt cold for a while, knowing that this time things were bad.

　　 "Stop it!"

　　'S heart was full of anger, and he was annoyed and screamed like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and his feet rushed out like a sharp arrow. Things are urgent. He knows that the chaos in the market must be quelled before the new Chief of Foshan and foreigners speak, otherwise things will only go in a more unfavorable direction.

　　……

　　 How is this sound so familiar?

　　Lin Sha's thought just flashed in her heart, and she felt a strong wind passing by her side. She didn't want to twist her waist and throw her arm. A fierce and unusual artillery fist blasted out.

boom!

　　 Flicked from his familiar figure suddenly, and also punched Linsha's artillery fist halfway, and the two punches made a dull explosion.

　　 "Master?"

　　 Lin Sha exclaimed, only then he could clearly see the other side, who is not the cheap master Huang Feihong?

　　 "Asha, hurry up and don't move!"

　　Huang Feihong sipped lowly, and picked up Lin Sha’s hand with a cannon fist, withdrew gently, and the pace of his feet quickly rushed out of the distance.

　　 "Dark Power, at least the mid-term masters of Dark Power!"

　　 Lin Sha felt terrified in her heart, feeling a sore body in her arm that was difficult to move.

　　 This is how the masters of Chinese martial arts play against each other. Fighting with strength, the loser has only one dead end!

　　 "Stop, stop, stop now!"

　　Cheap master Huang Feihong has now rushed into the melee crowd, his hands flying up and down like flowers and butterflies.

　　 "Master, why are you here?"

　　 This is the voice of Master Poong Rong. Seeing his voice is still loud and loud, it shows that he did not suffer any losses in the previous melee.

　　 "I'm not coming again, don't you want to turn the sky?"

　　 Cheap master Huang Feihong roared in anger, followed by a series of bangs of knife and stick landing.

For the first time, Lin Sha heard the angry roar of the cheap master. He suddenly felt awkwardly that something was wrong. When the body recovered his ability to move, he immediately greeted the young people who formed the battle team around him. Quickly throw away the guy at hand!"

　　 It's a pity it's too late...

　　 Only listened to the clutter of footsteps in the direction of the pier, and before Lin Sha looked back at anyone, he heard the Shahe gang among the crowds shouting, "The officers and soldiers are coming, brothers run!"

Lin Sha jumped in his heart, and several rushed to the front of the youthful youthful group with a blank face, like a crane, dancing and plucking again and again ~ www.wuxiaspot.com Pain, a stick held loose in his hand, and other'murder weapon' slammed to the ground.

　　 "No walk, no walk!"

　　 The melee in the distance has ceased, and at this time the cheap master Huang Feihong snorted.

　　 Bang Bang Bang...

　　 At this moment, a burst of muskets sounded, and the whole street was quiet with snorting smoke, and then an angry roar came into everyone's ears: "All of them are stopped by the officer, and no one is allowed to leave!"

　　Linsha hurriedly looked back, and saw a group of Qing troops armed with muskets killing aggressively, divided into two teams to block the two exits of the street, and then slowly moved forward to catch all the people involved in the melee.

　　 "Master, this is a misunderstanding!"

　　The cheap master Huang Feihong rushed to a general with a red top, and said with a smile.

　　 "Hum, did you know it by mistake after you checked it!"

The general who was surrounded by a group of Qing officers and soldiers was disdainful, and his fierce eyes glanced back and forth at the two waves of people who were caught, and at the prompt of the trusted friends around him, he pointed to the brothers of the civil society and yelled and asked: "Huang Feihong, this is Foshan People's group, fighting in the street and breaking the law and discipline is really good!"

　　 "Senior Commander..."

　　 Cheap master Huang Feihong's complexion changed, and he wanted to explain something.

　　 "No need to say more!"

　　 The new Chief of Foshan waved his hands with a big face and said sternly: "You as the head coach of the Civilian League have responsibilities that cannot be shirk. Huang Feihong now gives you two options..."