I became the Martial Saint of the Wasteland

"What?!"

“The foreigners exploded???”

Yi Guangxin couldn't help but stood up and asked.

The brothers Zheng Bing and Zheng Xiong looked at each other again.

He quickly told the truth about the news he received.

"You are such an adult."

"More than an hour ago, Yingjili Guilao's concession was attacked by unknown forces."

"After several violent explosions, a small half of the concession was lifted into the sky."

"The guild hall was reduced to rubble!"

"The three six-stripe vampires who came to support from Gu Whistle Point were also injured."

"Although Gui Lao quickly sealed off the concession, it is said that he still failed to catch the perpetrator."

"The British Governor of the Tianjin Concession, the Feitou Shuangman of the Yingzhou Foreign Affairs Department in Tianjin, the General Manager of Krupp Tianqing..."

"There are also Red Shark Gang Tian Qingrong and his son, deputy gang leader and Cao Gang elder Sun Qingzhao..."

"Everyone died!"

Zheng Bing and Zheng Xiong reported a series of titles and lists.

Coupled with the last "whole body death", it is particularly shocking.

Compared with the perished foreign monsters, the gang members behind them are insignificant.

This incident simply broke most of the bones of the foreigners in Tianjin.

The concession area is twenty or thirty miles away from the old city where the government office is located.

In retrospect, Prefect Yi actually heard a few muffled thunderous sounds before.

It's just that he was busy with his concubine at that time, and the sound of foreign cannons could often be heard in the concession area.

As a result, he did not take the news at that time into his heart.

"quick!"

"Let Admiral Xiao and all the generals come to the government office to discuss!"

Yi Guangxin said angrily.

The Zheng brothers hurriedly saluted and left, while he himself went back into the inner hall and changed into official robes.

If something like this happened to a foreigner, it would be impossible if he didn't act like a monster.

The Jinmen government must make preparations early.

…

It takes about one meal.

This news reached the ears of all the general soldiers in Tianjin.

Among them was Li Jingmin.

His reaction when he heard the news was similar to that of the prefect Yi Guangxin.

"The foreigners in the British Concession were actually detained?"

"Who is so generous?"

Li Jingmin was just over forty years old and at the peak of his vitality and blood.

He has a rough face, narrow eyes, and a mustache on his chin.

Even if you just look at it casually, it has a certain power.

The people who came to report were his own soldiers, who were both his masters and disciples as well as his subordinates.

The warriors in the military are different from the civilian system.

Don't pay attention to inheritance, only pay attention to faction.

What matters is that there are people on top.

Everyone in the same faction wears the same pair of pants.

But the soldier shook his head in confusion.

"There are a lot of strange things about this matter."

"It is said that the concession hall has been razed to the ground."

The soldier's words made Li Jingmin look thoughtful.

"Wait a minute, you just said that all the Tian family father and son of the Red Shark Gang and other top gang leaders are dead?"

He seemed to have caught some blind spot and asked quickly.

"Yes, my lord."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Li Jingmin immediately narrowed his eyes.

This made his narrow eyes look particularly sinister.

"Red Shark Gang..."

"Could it be those two chicks?"

"It shouldn't be possible..."

"But those two Zhang family youngsters are really a little weird lately."

"After checking again and again, there is no good opportunity to take action."

"On the contrary, the Red Shark Gang who had offended them suddenly died..."

He pondered in his mind, and the warrior's keen intuition made him feel something was wrong.

Previously, in order to get clues about Gu Yue's tomb, he sent people to attack those two little guys.

Although he failed for some unknown reason, Li Jingmin has become much more restrained since then.

"Why don't you come and visit us these days?"

When he thought of this, he immediately put away his thoughts, got up and got dressed.

…

"What, they're all dead?"

"good!"

"What a good death!"

In a house near the port area.

Xu Cangsong, the old manager of the Red Shark Gang, couldn't help but smile while stroking his hands.

His gray beard was trembling.

I laughed until tears came out and I stopped.

Returned to his normal appearance again.

"Let's go! Go to Juyi Hall!"

"In this time of crisis, someone needs to step up and revive the gang!"

"I, Xu Cangsong, have no obligation to refuse!"

The men who came to report were his confidants.

After hearing this, he quickly raised his hands and congratulated.

This was originally sad news, but there was no sadness on their faces.

But soon, Xu Cangsong seemed to remember something.

The smile on his lips subsided slightly.

"I just went to Zhang's Martial Arts School to report the news a few days ago."

"Something's going to happen today."

"It's not simple..."

He murmured to himself, but in the end said nothing, and rushed to the gang's gathering hall with his confidants.

If it is not broken, it cannot be established; if it is broken, it will be established.

The Foot Gang will be reborn!

…

The next morning.

Zhang's martial arts hall was as quiet as usual.

Jinmen patrol officers in black clothes and black hats were standing nearby.

Groups of small and five gathered together, eating burritos and smoking foreign cigarettes.

After joining this rich man, the treatment of the entire patrol bureau has been greatly improved.

Anyone who dares to touch the Zhang Family Martial Arts School is touching the God of Wealth of the Patrol Bureau.

They really dare to risk their lives.

Therefore, during this period of time, even the surrounding martial arts schools that instigated Zhang to take off his brand have restrained themselves a lot.

With the demise of the Red Shark Gang, the martial arts school is destined to usher in a period of relatively stable development.

As for the foreigners, they have no control over how to fill the gaps.

Even if a new governor arrives, he will have to settle in for a few months if he wants to do anything bad.

The burden on my shoulders instantly became lighter.

Just when Rosen and the three were doing morning exercises.

Dozens of newspaper sellers have already received stacks of hot newspapers that smell of ink at various distribution points.

"Excuse me!"

"The top news in Tianjin!"

"Last night, the British Concession was attacked and killed by tyrants. The foreign high-level officials suffered heavy casualties!"

A newsboy carrying a canvas bag ran past the door of the martial arts gym.

The shouts in his mouth attracted the attention of the patrol members.

"Boy, bring me a newspaper!"

The patrol captain holding a cigarette in his mouth threw a few coins.

He took a newspaper from the newspaper seller.

Then he handed it to the literate members of the team.

"Lao Wu, come and read it."

"The foreigners suffered heavy casualties? This is a rare thing!"

"It must be those writers in the newspaper office who are talking nonsense again."

Lao Wu, who was wearing glasses, held the newspaper, cleared his throat and started reading.

The more I thought about it, the weirder their expressions became.

"Damn it!"

"Looks really dead!"

"Have a good death!"

The patrol captain clapped his hands.

The report was very detailed, down to the identity of the deceased.

It also comes with a rather blurry photo.

It was taken from a high place around the Concession Hall.

You can barely see that the scene is in a mess.

This is good news for most Tianqing people.

Even the business of Goulan and the wine shop has improved a lot today.

And as the initiator of all this.

Rosen seemed quite calm.

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