I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

There is a small passage on the far left of the checkpoint, and most of the people coming in and out are white people and Chinese people in suits.

Wei Miao stood by and waited for a long time. A soldier with a gun stared at her fiercely.

It seemed that if she dared to take another step forward, the bayonet on his gun would pierce her body.

Wei Miao didn't feel much about this.

The greatest despicable nature of human beings is to bully the weak and to make things as difficult for others as possible within the limited scope of power.

When she first arrived, she read the Bible in the church, which stated that all human beings are children of God and are equal and free.

But their followers divide human beings into different classes.

In fact, it is the same as when she was a lion - the law of the jungle is the truth, but humans insist on putting on the shackles of morality and hypocrisy.

While Wei Miao was in a daze, someone in the crowd shouted, "Why won't you let me in? I pay taxes."

Wei Miao turned his head and saw He Fengqing, who looked a bit hungover and was supported by Zhu Wang Luo Xing, arguing with the French soldiers.

It turns out that the title of “reckless ghost” is not earned for nothing.

Even if they are intelligent, how can people who have been nurtured by class privileges since childhood tolerate being embarrassed by small people, even if these small people are French soldiers?

These soldiers' comrades were killed one and crippled four by the inferior people. They were filled with anger at the moment. Just then, a blind man came and kicked He Fengqing in the stomach without saying a word.

Their attack was so sudden that not only did the two bodyguards Zhu Wang and Luo Xing fail to react, but they also scared the white people passing through the checkpoint.

He Fengqing fell to the ground and curled up like a shrimp, unable to catch his breath for a long time.

The soldier who had been staring at Wei Miao with eager eyes just now saw this and rushed forward with a gleam in his eyes and a gun in hand.

Fortunately, Zhu Wang and his companion were good at boxing and kicking, and the surrounding white soldiers were knocked down in a few moves.

The French nobles who were passing through the checkpoint nearby felt ashamed and shouted at them:

"coward!"

"You're a coward like shit!"

The corner of Wei Miao's mouth twitched. That curse was really dirty.

Sure enough, the next second a soldier broke through the defense and raised his gun.

Wei Miao felt pain for a while, then closed his eyes. The soldiers holding guns suddenly howled, the guns fell from their hands, and they rubbed their heads desperately.

Wei Miao's little face was visibly pale.

Ever since the incident with Xu Ayu, Wei Miao seldom summoned other insects and animals except for using his own Qi to nourish the toad.

It is cold in early spring, so it is a little difficult to find ticks.

Looking at the French soldiers rolling on the ground and screaming, Wei Miao pondered for a moment, made a gesture like praying to God, and silently said in his heart:

"Amitabha, all beings are equal, don't have any murderous intentions, cause and effect will come true!"

Whether it was the white gentlemen, the yellow elites, or the soldiers who were about to advance, everyone at the scene was stunned.

"Ah, witchcraft, Eastern witchcraft!" a foreign devil shouted.

He Fengqing, who was kicked awake, saw the loaded gun dropped on the ground and was terrified.

I almost lost my life here today.

That damn "red-haired devil" - his family pays a huge amount of taxes every year, and the fees for handling everything from top to bottom during the holidays are sky-high. And the damn guy just wanted to take his life.

Someone must give him an explanation for this matter. He couldn't deal with those officials, but he, the He family, could still handle the drunken soldier falling into the Huangpu River.

He Fengqing's eyes were gloomy and fierce, but he was surrounded by soldiers with guns.

"What happened?"

An officer came over with an extremely serious expression.

Wei Miao didn't expect that Durand looked so handsome in his navy uniform.

Especially when he put away his playboy appearance, the arrogance and indifference in his blue eyes were exactly the same as those of a noble lord.

The soldier next to him came forward and reported to him what had just happened. Durand's eyes swept over He Fengqing and the other two, and then fell on the three soldiers who were still rolling around in pain with their heads covered.

"Take the three to the hospital for examination. The three Orientals will be detained first..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a familiar figure walking towards He Fengqing.

He immediately changed his words and said, "I'll go up and ask about the details."

He Fengqing also saw Wei Miao at this moment and signaled her with his eyes not to come over.

Wei Miao thought to himself, if I listen to you, you won’t be able to go home today.

If you join the police station, you can still use your connections to get in, but if you join the army, you're dead.

He Fengqing obviously thought of this as well, "Go to Gao'an Road to find my brother and ask him to rescue me!"

He didn't shout at Wei Miao, but it was obvious that he was shouting for Wei Miao to hear.

As soon as he finished shouting, he saw the foreign officer walking towards him.

He Fengqing was a little desperate. The soldiers who were beaten with bruises and swollen faces were the work of Zhu Wang and his men, but the person who fell to the ground with his head banged and wailing was not him.

He was about to cry tears of regret, but he saw the officer walk up to Wei Miao and mutter in bird language.

"A Miao, do you know each other?" Durand raised his eyebrows and asked Wei Miao in stiff English.

Looking at the hateful eyes of the soldiers around him, Wei Miaoshun understood his concerns.

"I came here today for him."

Wei Miao told the story that He Fengqing wanted to sell the cotton yarn hoarded in Lu Pingsheng's cotton mill at a high price.

He Fengqing's identity was mentioned in passing, and his elder brother He Fengrong's status in the Green Gang was especially emphasized.

Durand's lips curled up, "Is his family rich?"

Wei Miao felt sorry for He Fengqing for a few seconds, and then observed a moment of silence for the foreign soldiers who had been beaten and had a tick crawling into their ears and fell to the ground.

"Ah."

"How about Biluca?" Durand raised his eyebrows, but when he mentioned Lu Pingsheng, he was obviously a little disappointed.

"His family is one of the ten richest people in the foreign land."

Wei Miao's eyes fell on Major Durand's uniform. Ever since his uncle took office as consul, this guy has been promoted very quickly.

He Fengqing watched Wei Miao talk to the foreign ghost officer for a few words, and then the officer looked at him strangely.

Wei Miao took the time to give him a reassuring look, and he seemed to understand.

It seemed like my life was saved.

Then his opinion of Wei Miao changed drastically.

He didn't believe that Lu Pingsheng had nothing to do with this, but Wei Miao, who could make a foreign officer talk to him in a friendly manner, was also very extraordinary.

"I'll go and ask him if he's willing to spend money to avoid disaster?" Wei Miao suggested after sensing Durand's thoughts.

Durand raised his hand and patted Wei Miao on the shoulder, saying seriously, "Go!"

After saying that, he waved to the soldiers and spoke something in French. They all put away their guns, tucked in their stomachs and puffed out their chests, showing quite a bit of military dignity.

"Brother Xiao Wei, what's going on?" He Fengqing's tone was less contemptuous and more respectful than last night.

Wei Miao briefly explained Durand's identity, and then said bluntly: "Mr. He, how much do you think your life is worth?"

He Fengqing was stunned, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

His intuition was correct, he almost went to see the King of Hell just now.

Since it can be solved with money, that's good, that's good.

As long as he is alive and his plan succeeds, the people behind him will certainly not treat him unfairly.

By then, he will have both fame and fortune, and even the foreign devils will have to respect him.

Money is easy to give, but favors are hard to repay. Now he owes the teenager a huge favor...