Chapter 199: The Traitors (Please Give Me a Red Ticket)

In Tianjin City, after Wei Jichen left the purchasing matter to Wang Huaiqing and several other soldiers, he took Su Zhiniang around, buying a small piece of jewelry for her and letting her try on some clothes.

Su Zhiniang had never been so happy as she was today. She followed Wei Jichen like a little daughter-in-law, with her head lowered and occasionally saying a word or two.

However, Wei Jichen still noticed that there were two soldiers following closely behind him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. This Wang Huaiqing was too impeccable in his work.

Tianjin, the old territory of Beiyang and the residence of Beiyang ministers, was the second largest industrial and commercial city in China and the largest financial and trade center in the north.

The existence of the concession has brought abnormal prosperity to this city. Many generals in Beiyang regard Tianjin as their second hometown. Most of them buy real estate here, and some even live here for a long time.

Wei Jichen and Su Zhiniang were strolling around and unknowingly entered the British Concession.

Wei Jichen felt a little hungry while walking, and he happened to see a Western-style restaurant, so he wanted to take Su Zhiniang to try something new, so he quickly pulled her and walked over slowly.

Halfway through, Wei Jichen realized that the situation was a little unusual. The people coming in and out were well-dressed politicians and business people in suits and ties, both Chinese and foreign, and most of them were foreigners.

Most of them were walking on crutches, holding the woman beside them, and walked slowly and gracefully like gentlemen.

Wei Jichen looked around and found that not far away was the British Concession Ministry of Industry and Commerce Building.

No wonder there are so many so-called British upper classes.

When these people saw Wei Jichen, two Chinese men wearing linen and coarse clothes, suddenly barging in, they all frowned slightly. Fortunately, these people maintained their identities and did not say anything more.

I just looked at him slightly displeased.

Su Zhiniang was a little frightened by everyone's stares, and she leaned closer to Wei Jichen.

She persuaded in a low voice: "Mr. sir, let's go out, there are all foreigners here."

Wei Jichen smiled slightly and said: "This is a place for Chinese people. What are you afraid of? Let's go. Let's eat what foreigners eat. Let's see what they eat and develop such aggressive virtues."

Seeing that Wei Jichen insisted on doing this, Su Zhiniang could only gently pinch the corner of Wei Jichen's clothes and follow him step by step.

Pulling Su Zhiniang along, Wei Jichen soon found an empty seat and sat down.

Several tables around were filled with foreigners. They were all talking quietly at first, but when they saw Wei Jichen suddenly sitting at the table next to them, they all stopped talking, looked at the two of them curiously, and then started pointing at Wei Jichen. .

"Are these real Qing people? Their clothes are really weird." A lady at one of the tables said softly.

"These people are all barbarians. Naturally they cannot compare with our British Empire. However, China is full of gold. As long as you have the strength, you can get it." The people next to him began to boast with disdain and envy at the same time.

Fortunately, they talked in English very quickly and softly, so Wei Jichen, who was not a proficient at it, naturally couldn't understand it, let alone Su Zhiniang.

Not long after, no waiter came forward, but the lobby manager came in a hurry. However, he didn't have a menu in his hand, but walked to Wei Jichen empty-handed.

Then, he said condescendingly: "Sir, I'm sorry, we don't accept ordinary guests here."

Wei Jichen saw that this boy was obviously Chinese. His hair was combed and shiny, and when he spoke to him, he sometimes mixed in foreign language, which made him look nondescript.

"What do you mean by ordinary people?" Wei Jichen lowered his face and asked with a hint of displeasure.

"Ordinary people are Chinese like you. They don't dress well enough to come in." The lobby manager stood up proudly, looking down on Wei Jichen.

"Aren't you Chinese?" Wei Jichen asked curiously.

"I used to be Chinese, but now I work for foreigners. Sir, since you don't cause any trouble with us, please leave, otherwise I will call the guard." The lobby manager said in a bad tone, because there is no such thing here. People dared to cause trouble, and even the guards at the door were removed. I didn't expect that someone would be unconscious today.

"Call your boss here. I want to ask him why he drove the guests out." Wei Jichen suppressed the anger in his heart and prepared to put an end to the matter.

I never thought that the lobby manager sneered twice and said in a serious tone: "Boss? Our boss is a real British person, and the people who come and go are all British upper class people. I don't know where you come from." Ya San, you want to see him too?”

Wei Jichen was really irritated by these two devils. If Su Zhiniang hadn't been gently tugging at the corner of his clothes just now, he would have burst into a rage. This time he heard that he made rude remarks, how could he hold himself back? , Dangzhi suddenly stood up.

Wei Jichen's momentum was so shocking that the lobby manager couldn't help but take two steps back in fear, and asked in a panic: "What do you want to do? You must know that this is a place for us British."

"Get lost!" Wei Jichen shouted softly. Seeing Su Zhiniang's pleading look, he really didn't want to cause trouble.

Su Zhiniang thought in her heart that she had brought trouble to Wei Jichen, so she kept blaming herself.

The unusual movement here had already alerted the guards in the restaurant. Two Indian guards quickly ran over with guns and looked at Wei Jichen and the two with eager eyes.

The British people around were watching everything happening here.

This Qing man who didn't know what civilization was actually dared to enter a Western restaurant. I wonder if he has learned to use a knife and fork.

Some British people secretly mocked in their hearts.

When the lobby manager saw the Indian guard coming, he suddenly became brave and arrogant again. He said a few words quickly in English. Wei Jichen only heard the general meaning, which seemed to be that this Qing man was provoking trouble here and asked the two guards to drive him out.

The Indian came over with the butt of his gun raised, shouting: "Get out, barbarian."

My dear, there is more to this chapter^.^,

Damn, even the Indian who destroyed the country dared to be so arrogant.

Wei Jichen was already furious. He took a step forward as fast as lightning, suddenly made a move, grabbed the white blade with his bare hands, and snatched the guns from the hands of the two Indians.

Then he threw it under the table with a snap.

Then, while the two Indians were stunned, he gave one of them a hard elbow in the face, and kicked the other Indian at the same time, sending him flying backwards, and then he fell hard to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

One Indian had blood on his face, and another Indian was lying on the ground groaning. The broken table and scattered food made the people dining in the restaurant dazzled and stunned by the sudden change.

Su Zhiniang looked at her husband with admiration, her big eyes never blinking, for fear of missing any scene.

She trusted Wei Jichen very much, and always felt that he could do everything well.

The lobby manager opened his mouth and couldn't close it. Seeing Wei Jichen walking towards him step by step, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "You, you are dead, you dare to cause trouble in our British restaurant."

"You traitor, I'm here to teach you how to be a man today. Let's see if the British are your godfathers, or if I raised such an unfilial son like you."

When Wei Jichen heard him close his mouth and say we British, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He immediately dodged, raised his palm, and then shot left and right.

Snap, snap..., after a dozen sounds, the man's face was swollen beyond belief, and he knelt on the ground, and his words were out of control.

After a burst of footsteps, a dozen Indians rushed over led by a British.

Then they surrounded Wei Jichen and the other person. At this time, a personal soldier who quietly followed Wei Jichen also appeared and hurriedly stood in front of Wei Jichen to protect him.

"Sir, Xiaobao has gone to find reinforcements. We just need to hold them here for a while." The guard pointed his gun at the British without showing any weakness, and said to Wei Jichen behind him.

The situation was on the verge of breaking out. The leading British man obviously understood Chinese. When he heard the person in front of him calling the person behind him "sir", he couldn't help but frowned slightly. There is a saying that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake.

However, the Qing Dynasty was just a worm now, and the frown of the British man relaxed again.