He looked at Dongfang Bubai and Xu Wenqiang.

Dongfang Bubai winked at him ambiguously, not caring at all.

Xu Wenqiang nodded and did not deny it.

Several years of imprisonment made him more realistic, and he realized that what he could hold in his hands was his.

The prerequisite for saving the country and the people is to protect oneself, and making money is naturally the first priority.

"Some are seeking revenge or venting their anger, and of course, some are eager to help..." At this point, Zhao Gang changed the subject and said, "But no matter what their purpose is, our first mission is to help Xiao Fugui find his grandfather!"

"That's right!" Dongfang Bubai said in a delicate voice.

Others also nodded.

If they can't help Xiao Fugui rescue his grandfather, they will have no face to hang around in the tavern anymore.

"Not only should we save him, but we should also give him a bright future!" Zhu Youjian pointed at the slightly run-down restaurant and said, "This place should become the center of the world!"

"Since we have been here, this place will definitely be worshipped as a miracle in the future!" Xu Wenqiang said with a smile.

A few days ago, Ding Li gave him a wooden statue of a god, on which was an image of him wearing an Iron Man suit. It was said that many people in Shanghai already worshipped him as a god.

Zhao Gang glanced at them and nodded, "Of course, but..."

He looked at them and said, "Except for Gus, you are all Chinese like me. Since we have come to this world, shouldn't we do something for our compatriots?"

"Do I need you to tell me that?" Zhu Youjian raised his head and said, "These should have been my people!"

Li Yunlong didn't tolerate him: "Don't bullshit, you have already ruined your ancestors' kingdom, this is the world of the common people!"

Xu Wenqiang noticed that the two wanted to argue, so he quickly said, "Political Commissar Zhao, just tell me what you have planned."

Dongfang Bubai also smiled at Zhao Gang and said, "That public trial you mentioned earlier sounds very interesting!"

Seeing several people looking at him, Gus put down his sword and said, "You guys talk, I'll cut!"

Zhao Gang nodded slightly and explained the plan in detail.

After a moment, everyone reached a consensus.

Little Fugui was like an ant on hot pan, extremely anxious, and quickly led the way.

Everyone walked out of the restaurant and onto the street.

It should have been a season of lush grass and singing birds, but the streets were gray.

Several bare trees stood by the roadside, their bark stripped clean.

Everyone who came and went had a pale face and looked malnourished.

There were many ragged beggars lying on the street corners, some of whom were already dying.

Seeing this scene, not only Li Yunlong and others, but even Gus was surprised.

He subconsciously tightened the Dragon-Slaying Sword in his hand, wondering if there was also a ghost world in this world.

Zhu Youjian was shocked and angry: "There are starving people everywhere here. The Qing government is really hateful!"

"You're talking about how good you were back then!" Li Yunlong curled his lips and said, "Rather than trusting the conscience of the dog emperor, it's better to trust that a pig can climb a tree!"

Zhu Youjian was not convinced: "People's hearts are different, how can they work together? Even if we choose a leader as you said, what if he is an actor or a liar?"

"It would be better for the emperor who has been trained since childhood to become a leader and have wise ministers to assist him..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Gang interrupted him: "Do you want to argue with me again?"

Zhu Youjian's face froze, he snorted and said nothing.

As Xiao Fugui hurried on his way, he explained in a low voice: "Grandpa often helps them, but there is no extra money at home. The restaurant doesn't even have meat. Even if there are meat sellers coming to our door, Grandpa won't buy for some reason..."

Everyone's expressions became more solemn.

Li Yunlong couldn't help but curse the old Buddha.

In his mind, the old man was already a demon like those God's Hands.

Some passers-by who were in a hurry heard several people cursing the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, and they all distanced themselves in fear.

They could tell from the way they dressed and their temperament that they were not easy to mess with, but who was the old Buddha? If they dared to talk about him, they would probably be thrown into jail the next day!

On the way, they did see a few guys who looked like officials, but those guys were also skinny, and the only difference between them and the others was that they wore a pair of straw sandals.

Several officers were particularly good at observing people's expressions and kept away from them from a distance.

Fortunately, although the old Buddha was in a panic, he still cared about the royal face when he was outside. The guards who escorted him along the way were huge and even forcibly requisitioned the house of the most wealthy man in the town.

There was no need to ask, they knew where the old man was, and they walked faster and faster.

…

The other side.

Old Hongtou finally made a pot of green spinach porridge with the few remaining vegetables.

He was excitedly imagining using this porridge to conquer the old lady's stomach and thus promote Hong family cuisine, but he had no idea that the eunuch Li in front of him had already sprinkled poison into the porridge.

Because Little Leo was a little hasty, he was almost hit by Old Hong's head.

In order to avoid being exposed, Little Leo began to cry about his miserable past when he entered the palace at the age of five and was bullied.

Old Hong was a kind-hearted man. Seeing that eunuch Li, who was as big as his grandson, was so pitiful and had not had a full meal for several days, he quickly scooped a bowl of porridge from the pot and handed it to him.

Little Leo knew that the porridge was poisonous, so he refused to drink it. As the two of them pushed and shoved, the bowl of porridge fell to the ground.

Just at this moment, several imperial guards who heard the noise pushed the door open and saw the porridge on the ground.

After seeing the black gas coming out of the porridge, the guards immediately drew their swords and said, "This porridge is poisonous!"

Little Leo took the opportunity to put the blame on Old Hongtou.

He was originally instructed by Lord K to poison and frame Emperor Guangxu in order to persuade Empress Dowager Cixi to depose the emperor.

How could we not seize such a good opportunity?

When Old Hong heard Little Li's shouting, he was stunned.

It was not until he was caught by the imperial guards that he came to his senses and cried out that he was innocent.

But compared to a country cook like him, it is obvious that the words of Little Li, the eunuch in charge who grew up in the palace, are more convincing.

After being kicked twice roughly, Old Hong knew that disaster was about to happen.

The only thing he was worried about was his young grandson.

His grandson, Xiao Fugui, was already outside the house.

The commander of the imperial guards guarding the gate stared at the people approaching with an alert and somewhat nervous expression.

Whether it is the Iron Man suits worn by Zhu Youjian and others, or the dragon-slaying sword as big as a door panel in Guts's hand, they all seem extremely difficult to deal with.

"This is a forbidden area, please stay away from it!" The commander of the imperial guards drew his sword and shouted loudly.

What responded to him was an energy cannon in Zhu Youjian's hand.

The commander of the imperial guards fell to the ground without even having time to scream, and his life or death was unknown.

"A running dog who is an accomplice to the tiger!" Zhu Youjian shouted coldly and strode forward.

The rest of the imperial guards looked at each other, and no one dared to stop them.

The magical energy cannon really surprised them.

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(End of this chapter)