Chapter 841: The wind rises from Hong Maofan jumped off the building

Today is the weekend, there are many tall buildings, the streets are full of people, and the bustling Tianhe Street in the central business district of Sun City on Java Island is extremely lively.

This is the most prosperous place on the island and even in the entire Southeast Asia. There are row upon row of tall buildings. The Chinese have great construction skills. They use cement steel to build tall buildings. They are generally five or six stories high, and the taller is more than ten stories. The higher the building, the more magnificent.

However, people also found that high-rise buildings were not easy to walk. There was no elevator at that time, so it was controlled at about ten floors at most.

Nevertheless, it is the high-rise buildings that the people of various countries have never seen before, so they can't help but marvel.

There are Chinese of all races. Chinese from the Southeast and Chinese from Daming, they walk naturally on the street. This is their place. The Chinese from Daming have been here for a short period of time and the skin color is not dark enough, you can tell, but Their words and deeds are the same as those of the Chinese in Southeastern Prefecture. They are all the same ancestor, eat the same food, and worship the same gods.

Trying to learn Chinese but appearing to be even more wretched, the small Chinese attendant, the curry-smelling Asan, the tightly covered Arab and the airy red hair fan, plus the black man walking with his head down.

All races are very harmonious here, no one is onlookers, no one gathers, and enjoy themselves.

For example, the black people described: "The **** of blacks is inaudible. Therefore, in the era of great harmony, whites and yellow people have talents and shapes. They are not far apart and can be equal. The shape of blacks is also with iron-faced silver teeth and slanted foreheads like pigs. , Looking straight like a cow, full of brothers with long hair, dark hands and feet, stupid like a sheep hog, fearful of hope."

In the street of Daming, either the black people are onlookers, or people avoid them, but here is commonplace, they are all slaves.

Han'er is not a slave, it does not mean that other races are not slaves.

There are many shops, there are the best raw silk, silk fabrics, porcelain, tea, cotton cloth, sugar, grain, medicinal materials, etc., as well as metal, amber, linen, gems, and Arabian. Spices, as well as sugar, candies, rum, cigarettes, oils, spices, etc., produced in the Southeast prefecture, is a collection and distribution center for world goods!

Especially in some shops, selling guns there is as convenient as buying cabbage in the vegetable market. The guns sold include long guns, double-barrel spray guns, and pistols, and guns under 6 pounds are also sold. Customers can choose and buy at will.

Those guns are exquisitely shaped, and some are very light, so that there are many female customers.

In Southeast Asia, the military industry has done a great job, with large shipments. Gein's Southeast government cannot help but guns. It is legal to own guns. All the people are soldiers. Even several-year-old pupils go to school with muskets on their backs.

Some muskets are higher than elementary school students, which can be regarded as another great wonder that schoolbags are heavier than students.

"Bang!" With a heavy loud noise, the avenues clumped with cement were shaken!

At first, everyone was shocked, thinking that someone was firing the gun, causing many people to copy guys nervously.

Long guns and short guns went up together. At least one-fifth of the people on Tianhe Street were holding muskets. Some people did not take out their weapons because they had experience, and it did not sound like a gunshot.

What is amazing is that there is a beautiful young girl with bright eyes and white teeth. She took out a large double-tube short tube spray from the big bag on her back. Her posture is very standard. Buckled on the trigger... The firearms and the beauties attracted the attention of many male animals.

"Flute!" A group of patrol officers blew their whistle and followed the sound profusely. The mounted police stationed on the street also trot forward, shouting, "Get out, get out!"

The security guards standing in front of the doors of various places also appeared on guard.

Something really happened. It was not a small matter. In the middle of the street, in front of the twelve-story Southern Industrial Corporation building, a red-haired fan jumped off the building and fell downstairs. The violent impact caused his skull to burst and his brains were lost. Flowing out, the blood ran on the floor in a terrible shape.

Among the crowd, there was a pair of red faces and white hair. The girl was in her twenties. She was young and beautiful, with a slender waist. She was dressed stylishly and brightly. She was holding a middle-aged man in Tang suit in his arms. The middle-aged man was quite majestic. He doesn't have many ornaments, but he is full of air. He is obviously in a high position for a long time, but his hair is gray.

Look at them, it's Xiaomi and local tyrants.

Xiao Mi was still very favored, stretched out her hand and waved in front of the local tyrant's face: "Master, where are your eyes?"

The local tyrant smiled and said-"Master is watching the speed of the police dispatch, it's pretty fast!"

"Oh, you are looking at the beauty with the sprayer!" Xiaomi said without giving him a face: "Go, I want to contact her, or I will help you!"

"Hehe, if you have a small waist, I can't do it anymore!" The local tyrant said with his arms around her.

Xiao Mi twisted and said: "You can trust the man, the sow will go up the tree, which man is not eating in the bowl and worrying about the pot!"

"What are you worried about? As long as you are a man, he will love you even more! It seems that you are going to become a little sow!" The local tyrant petted and said.

Some of the others looked at the couple and heard their conversation, and their faces were weird.

Because they recognized who the local tyrant was, it was Chen Zhongji, the Prime Minister of the Southeast Government!

Chen Zhongji is in charge of the entire administrative power of the Southeast Mansion and also supervises the army. His position is below one person and above 10,000 people in the Southeast Mansion. Unexpectedly, he would also take Xiaomi to go shopping.

Chen Zhongji recently accepted this Xiaomi Zhao Yueying, an old husband and young wife, plus she is enchanting and enchanting, and she is very much loved!

Now in a feudal society, it is legal to accept concubines. The Civil Law of the Southeast Government fully accepts the polygamy system. At most, it requires fairness and protects the interests of concubines.

Obviously, raising a concubine requires a high cost. In addition to the official salary income, Chen Zhongji also has shares in the plantation. He has made a lot of money from selling spices and palm oil. With the income from minerals, his family property has continued to rise, and he raises more than ten. A concubine is fine.

In the early days of entrepreneurship, development was the first priority. There were loopholes in the rule of law in the southeast government, but this was permitted by Yan Changwu. After all, there would be no fish when the water is clear...

Originally, Chen Zhongji didn’t like shopping, but she couldn’t hold back Yueying’s soft words. Seeing that she didn’t work on Sundays, she went to Tianhe Street to stroll around. He didn’t expect to encounter this kind of thing, that Hong Maofan was not far from them. Falling down, so bluffing that the accompanying bodyguards turned pale!

The powerful prime minister travels ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The bodyguards naturally open their eyes to guard against the front and back, but unexpectedly, they are too much to guard against.

If it hits Chen Zhongji's head... the bodyguard lamented that he didn't read the Imperial Calendar when he went out today. He secretly took a look at Zhao Yueying. It was indeed beautiful, and it was really a disaster.

People like Chen Zhongji have never liked to go to places with a lot of people. They are afraid of invigorating the teacher and mobilizing the crowd, and they are afraid of safety. But when a hero meets a beautiful person, he has to be short of breath!

After the police arrived, they dispersed the crowd and called the doctors and nurses. After they came, the red-haired fan was already dead. The doctor shook his head, and some migrant workers took the body away, and the cleaners took care of the sanitation.

They moved quickly, and within a short while, the previous lively scene was restored on the street.

Chen Zhongji hugged Xiaomi, and made fun of her here, but over there wondering why a red hair wants to come here all the way and jump off the building?

This is how the same thing?

Chen Zhongji came interested.