Witch Wind

Chapter 211: Secret Agreement on Restoration (Part )

Gunshots rang out in the hall and bullets rained down.

Little Doug, Earl Allen and others screamed, fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, rolled over and screamed, and frantically moved away from the center of the firefight.

Countless bullets flashed past Xing Tianli. He laughed wildly and opened his arms as if to embrace the rain of bullets whistling in front of him, but not a single bullet actually hit him.

Dense bullets flew through the air. Behind him and in front of him, people were trembling wildly. Their clothes and flesh were torn into pieces. Large amounts of blood flew out from the wounds along with the speeding bullets, leaving tragic bloodstains on the ground.

Fall, fall, fall!

People kept falling down, but more of them were the uniformed Farus people in front of them.

After all, they were holding only ordinary pistols, while the guards around Xing Tianli were holding automatic rifles with large drum magazines.

Tongues of fire were spurting out. The guards around Xing Tianli, their fathers and grandfathers were all loyal soldiers of the old Kingdom of Farus. These guards had been instilled with loyalty to the former royal family and hatred for the current Federal Republic by their elders since childhood.

Their will to fight is extremely firm, and their fighting enthusiasm is extremely fanatical.

Some of them were hit by several bullets, but they still stood steadily, pulling the trigger hysterically, and firing dense bullets at the Farus people opposite them. From the secret embroidered emblems on their belts, the guards had recognized that these guys in dark blue uniforms were agents of the Farus Armed Forces Intelligence Directorate.

The former royal secret police of the old Farus Kingdom resolutely betrayed the royal family after the royal family was purged and threw themselves into the arms of the new regime. They used the royal secret police as the backbone, recruited elites from the army, and took advantage of the turmoil in the country to expand their power crazily.

Today, the Armed Forces Intelligence Bureau of the Federal Republic of Farus is huge in scale. It not only has a huge number of professional agents, but also controls several powerful and well-armed border defense corps and colonial corps. It is a powerful force in the Federal Republic that can compete with the parliament and the military.

Just look at the Consulate General in Port St. Hill. They were able to easily mobilize hundreds of elite troops to attack. This shows the tremendous power and rampant arrogance of the General Intelligence Agency!

Xing Tianli whistled, put his cane under his armpit, and with a kick of his toes, an automatic rifle thrown on the ground by a fallen guard flew lightly into his hands.

Xing Tianli strode forward and pulled the trigger.

"Da Da Da", "Da Da Da", three precise bursts of fire, two at the chest and one at the head. His strength was limitless, and the recoil of the small automatic rifle had no effect. Each bullet hit exactly where it was supposed to hit, and within a breath, the last twenty or so Farush agents in the hall fell heavily to the ground.

"What a lucky boy!" Xing Tianli stood in front of the bleak-faced Consul General of Farus, Qiao Batu: "All the people you brought with you died, and you were not hit by a single bullet."

Half of Xing Tianli's hundred guards fell, and the remaining half roared and rushed to the main entrance of the hall, frantically exchanging fire with the Falus agents outside. The Falus agents were hit by the dense rain of bullets and couldn't raise their heads. The small pistols in their hands, no matter the range, power or firepower density, could not compare with the automatic rifles in the hands of the guards.

The Farus people gathered outside the building soon fell down, and the others fled away in a hurry, cursing and swearing, using the corners of the wall in the distance to cover their bodies. Some even fired flares into the sky, apparently to summon reinforcements.

"Look, I'm not injured either." Xing Tianli dusted himself off and looked at Qiao Batu with a smile: "So, I'm very dissatisfied. Why can a rubbish like you be as lucky as the noble me?"

Qiao Batu took a deep breath and shouted: "I am..."

"Bang, bang, bang!"
Xing Tianli poured all the remaining bullets in the drum onto Qiao Batu. He shouted sternly, "Long live the King! You damned rebels, all of you should go to hell!"

Pulling off the empty magazine, Xing Tianli picked up an almost fully loaded automatic rifle on the ground and fired two more shots at Qiao Batu's head. Then, singing a tune happily, he walked one by one to the Farus people who were still groaning and twitching on the ground and shot them in the head one by one.

Little Doug, Earl Allen and others stared at Xing Tianli's actions in amazement.

"Too cruel!" Earl Allen muttered in a low voice: "Merciful Virgin Mary, I believe he is the illegitimate son of the notorious Earl Black Crow... Ah, he did such a thing. In a sacred honor duel, he ambushed hundreds of assassins and killed the duel object and all the witnesses!"

"Merciful Virgin Mary, we found an interesting person." Little Doug shook his head vigorously, dispelling the fear in his heart as efficiently as possible. The ancestral instinct of the Western Land Troublemaker was activated, and he said happily: "He killed Qiao Batu, he can't be a spy of the Falushi people... He has an irreconcilable hatred for Falushi, so he must be our true friend!"

"The Kingdom of England is generous to its good friends!" Little Doug smiled brightly. "He wants to form a colonial army, he wants to buy warships, he wants to hire sailors? Ahaha, we must do our best to help this promising young man!"

The crisp gunshots stopped.

Xing Tianli dropped the automatic rifle in his hand, held the cane, and tapped the ground a few times in hatred: "They are so cruel and heartless, and have absolutely no moral principles... These ugly federal lackeys actually covet my wealth!"

"Does this wealth have anything to do with these shameful federal lackeys? This is the savings of the Allande family for countless years and has nothing to do with them." Xing Tianli said proudly: "Well, even if this wealth comes from the secret treasure of the Kingdom of Farus, does this wealth have anything to do with these rebels who deserve to be guillotined?"

A middle-aged man climbed up, took out a handkerchief, and covered the stomach of the unlucky noble who was shot first, screaming at the top of his voice: "Damn it, call a doctor, quickly... Poor Jack, he was shot in the stomach... Damn it, Count Arlande, how dare you..."

Xing Tianli raised his eyebrows and laughed wildly, interrupting the middle-aged man's accusations: "Mr. Little Douge, who is this? The heir of a certain family? Or, the owner of a certain title?"

Little Doug looked at the middle-aged man and shook his head vigorously: "This Mr. Smith, his grandfather..."

Xing Tianli interrupted Little Doug: "So, he is not the heir of the family. Then, how dare he say such things to me? Did I start the fight? Did I injure that unlucky Jack? Bastard, how dare he blame me?"

Xing Tianli grabbed an automatic rifle and fired a volley of bullets at Smith and Jack, shooting both of them full of holes and causing them to fall to the ground, unable to move.

Little Doug was cold all over.

Earl Allen held his head in his hands, and like the other noble idlers, he stood stiffly on the ground, not daring to move.

Xing Tianli smiled and said, "Okay, Jack and Smith were killed by the Falusi people... But, after all, they died on my territory. I am willing to give their families a humanitarian compensation of one ton of gold per person."

"One ton of gold, is that enough compensation?" Xing Tianli smiled brightly.

Little Doug, Earl Allen, and other wealthy and idle people all widened their eyes at the same time - what cruel words were these? Jack and Smith, two marginal figures of the family, how could they be worth a ton of gold?
Bastard, you bastard who doesn't care about money!
One ton of gold. Little Doug and the others even felt a little regretful. Why didn't Xing Tianli shoot at them just now?
They quickly dismissed this absurd idea - they looked at Xing Tianli in awe. Well, as long as this guy could survive the next revenge attack by the Farus, he would definitely become a hot figure in the entire Western Continent.

Cruel and ruthless, unscrupulous, especially because he is rich... rich... damn, he is still rich!

Such a person, as long as he has not spent all his money, he can call the shots in the Western Land and do whatever he wants!

Employees from the Fire Department and Health Department of Port Saint Hill, along with a large number of civilians, drove red and white utility vehicles and rushed over in a hurry, carefully and professionally picking up the bodies on the streets and in the halls. Priests from the Holy Mother Church also rushed over. They joined forces with the managers of the funeral and public cemetery, and after Xing Tianli paid a large sum of gold coins, they professionally and familiarly presided over the work of saving the souls on the spot, and transported the bodies directly to the incinerator in the suburbs.

Xing Tianli couldn't help but sigh that Port Saint Hill already had the rudiments of a modern city in the previous life. All departments were doing their own jobs, and even the business of collecting corpses after large-scale battles and conflicts was so professional and efficient. Those slow-witted and foolish officials of the Dayu Dynasty could not compare to it at all!

A small-scale, brief exchange of fire also destroyed the furnishings in the lobby of the Black Crow Building. The floor, walls, and ceiling were all covered with bullet holes, especially several old and expensive crystal chandeliers, which were completely shattered.

Standing at the door of the 'Black Crow Building', Xing Tianli led the guards to bring a box of gold coins. In front of thousands of onlookers, he threw the box of gold coins to old Kusam, the boss of 'Kusam', the largest and oldest construction company in Port Saint Hill, who was standing in front of him.

"From inside to outside, except for the building frame, everything else should be replaced with the fastest efficiency and the best materials." Xing Tianli sighed: "The previous decoration was too shabby. From inside to outside, it exudes the shabbyness of a run-down family."

"Find a way to stack the most expensive materials and the most gorgeous colors." Xing Tianli waved his cane, and acted like a dandy nouveau riche. "Don't save money for me. I never worry about money. Money is meaningless to me. Spend money. Spend money like crazy on this building."

Old Kusam smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a line.

Looking at the box of gold coins in front of him and hearing Xing Tianli's crazy decoration requirements, he almost knelt down and hugged Xing Tianli's thighs and called him "Daddy". Building No. 9 of Fleet Triumph Plaza, such a large building, if it is built according to Xing Tianli's requirements and all the most expensive materials are piled up, the total cost will be at least more than one million gold coins!
A million gold coins, my good Mother, the profit here... Old Kusam simply couldn't figure it out.

Little Doug was so jealous that his eyes turned red - he began to frantically calculate, among his relatives and friends, is there any one in the building materials business, perhaps he can get a piece of the pie?

Earl Allen was so angry that his face turned red, and he wanted to rush up and duel with Xing Tianli.

The facade that his family was so proud of was actually described as 'shabby' and 'tatty'? Asshole, he admitted that the decoration of this building was a bit outdated and a bit dilapidated. After all, it was a building with hundreds of years of history... But, 'shabby' and 'tatty'? Hey, when this building was built, the materials used were all high-end goods, okay!

Xing Tianli walked away with his head held high, leaving old Dai Gao here to take care of all matters related to the cleaning and renovation of the building.

He gave old Dai Gao the power of unlimited budget and told him not to be stingy with the gold coins. His only requirement was that old Kusam should renovate the entire building in the shortest time possible using the best and most expensive materials, regardless of the cost. Even if he had to mobilize a thousand, ten thousand, or even more workers, he had to do it!
Xing Tianli set the renovation time at most three months.

The construction period was very tight, but old Kusam had full confidence - in the West Land, as long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do.

A hundred guards surrounded Xing Tianli, followed by three hundred armed police officers that Doug had just transferred from the Port Saint Hill Police Station. In the mighty procession, there were dozens of fully loaded carriages. The large group of people passed through the city of Port Saint Hill, climbed over a small hill in the west of the city, and arrived at the slums of Port Saint Hill.

Yingjishi, very powerful.

Yingjishi, very rich.

But England's power and wealth belonged only to the nobles and had nothing to do with the common people.

Outside the bustling main urban area of ​​Port Saint Hill, there are large shacks that are not even as big as the wooden townhouses of the common people in Dongyun. In Xing Tianli's eyes, they are not even as good as the dog kennels in the rural areas of Dongguo. They are randomly clustered together.

Sewage was flowing everywhere, feces and urine were everywhere, and rotten wood was mixed with thatch and rags. The strange-shaped huts were built one after another, and everyone was struggling tenaciously in the sewage and garbage.

Half-naked...well, the poor children without clothes were like dirty monkeys, crawling and rolling in the dirty mud, spewing out the dirtiest and most vulgar slang.

The slightly older boys gathered furtively in a corner, with various daggers and short knives hanging on their waists, and they looked mysterious and discussed something.

Girls of the same age, wearing tattered skirts that barely covered their bodies, stood in front of the shacks with their heads held high. Whenever a man passed by, they would shake their bodies skillfully, showing off the most eye-catching part of their bodies, and in a low voice, very skillfully quote the price for a quickie.

Xing Tianli had sharp ears and heard the offers from those girls.

According to the value of the official currency of Yingji, the price of a gathering with these young girls, converted into copper coins of the Dayu Dynasty, would be about ten copper coins.

When Xing Tianli, leading guards wearing the uniforms of the Kingdom of Farus Army and three hundred policemen wearing iron-black uniforms and copper helmets, arrived at the edge of the slum, all the poor people who saw them, near and far, regardless of gender, age or status, became lifeless, stiff and numb, as if a switch had been pressed in their bodies.

They tried their best to straighten their bodies, even pausing their breathing, and stood still quietly, trying their best to look away, not daring to cast their gazes in this direction. They seemed to be risking their lives to pretend to be wooden stakes, fearing that they would be noticed by Xing Tianli and his men, fearing that they would bring unpredictable disasters to themselves and their families.

Only a few dogs covered with scabies came over here silently. With their slightly red eyes, they looked at the legs of the guards around Xing Tianli with great hostility, as if they might pounce on them and bite them at any time.

But these dogs suddenly saw the three Yang Huanglong brothers squatting behind Xing Tianli, so they felt ashamed and ran away with their tails between their legs.

Xing Tianli rode on his horse, quietly looking at the slums in front of him, which stretched for at least 20 to 30 miles. In a small area, there were more than a million people living. It was really unheard of. You would never have thought that there would be such a terrible area just across the mountain from Port Saint Hill.

Port San Hill is a monster, and the flesh and blood of countless civilians nourishes the body of this monster.

This slum is the residue left after the monster's madly chewing and greedily digesting - the porters on the dock, the miners in the mines, the factory workers, the low-level employees in all walks of life, etc. When they are sick, old, or disabled, they are ruthlessly abandoned here.

These people paired up with each other and survived with difficulty. Their next generation, the lucky ones among the children and teenagers, struggled to climb over the hill and threw their youth, life and young bodies into the bloody mouth of the monster in Port Saint Hill to complete the next cycle of digestion.

these people!
Their living conditions are even worse than those of the mountain people in the Dusk Mountains.

However, the mountain people of the Dusk Mountains have the blood of the witches in their bodies. They dare to fight and kill. They dare to show their fangs to the wealthy foreigners outside the mountains, and try their best to fight for living space and living materials.

And these poor people in England have almost no hope for generations!
"I've brought you hope!" Xing Tianli waved his cane and laughed wildly, "You bunch of bugs in the mud, I'm giving you a chance to rise to prominence and change the fate of yourself and your family!"

"I need an army, an army that is loyal and brave enough to fight to the death!"

"Assholes who are willing to work for me, stand in front of me, and I will give each of you three gold coins as resettlement fee!"

Xing Tianli waved his hand, and two guards kicked a box full of gold coins off the carriage. Tens of thousands of sparkling gold coins scatter all over the ground.

The huge slum was completely silent.

The next moment, he went crazy!
(End of this chapter)