roccoschili Chapter 10 Murder in the Street
Chapter 10 Murder in the Street
After Chang Yuan and Commander Gao agreed on Gao Su's transfer, Chang Yuan got up to take his leave.
"Brother, sit at home and relax. I'll go and kill Zhou Shan."
"it is good."
As they were being escorted to the door, Commander Gao suddenly asked, "Brother Chang, did you bring any firearms?"
Seeing Chang Yuan's thin build, and recalling Gao Shan's tall, fat, and strong appearance, he couldn't help but worry that Chang Yuan wouldn't be able to defeat La Hu.
Chang Yuan slightly tugged open his shirt, revealing the grip of a revolver hidden in his arms.
Commander Gao was immediately relieved and said with a smile, "Good, Brother Chang is indeed cautious, but this gun..."
Chang Yuan replied with a smile, "There's only one new revolver. This one is an old-fashioned revolver that my father left me."
"Although reloading is a hassle, it's enough to kill a mob."
General Gao waved his hand with a smile, then closed his front door tightly, determined not to go out today.
Ah, he has read "Water Margin".
The scene where Lu Zhishen punches Zhen Guanxi is thrilling, but the crime is real and someone has to take the blame.
In the novel, Lu Zhishen ran away, but in reality, Chang Yuan didn't need to.
Because he has fresh military achievements, stunning good looks, and the appreciation of the commander, at most he will be scolded a few times and his military achievements will be reduced.
But if someone causes trouble, someone has to take the blame.
Well, General Gao is a perfect scapegoat; not only will he take the blame, but he might also be severely punished.
He had seen many cases where criminals were let off lightly, while innocent victims were implicated.
There's nothing we can do about it; she's young, has made great contributions, and is good-looking.
He is old, has a mixed record of merits and demerits, and has an ugly face.
That's just fate!
The main street of Qianhusuo is wide and flat, with restaurants, teahouses, cloth shops and grain stores lined up on both sides, and pedestrians come and go in an endless stream, creating a prosperous scene.
Not to mention ordinary county towns, even ordinary prefectural cities are no better.
Among the common people walking on the street, five or six out of ten were family members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and they all greeted Chang Yuan when they saw him.
When the little girls saw Chang Yuan, they all stepped aside and whispered among themselves.
He dared not look directly into Chang Yuan's eyes, only daring to steal glances, but the more he looked, the more terrified he became.
How can a man be so handsome? How are they supposed to live?!
Chang Yuan walked slowly with his hands tucked into his robes.
Even when he was on his way to kill someone, his gaze was drawn to the prosperity of the streets, and he thought to himself, "Speaking of which, the Qianhu garrison is no worse than the small town in my previous life, and Kaifeng Prefecture and Luoyang Prefecture are even more prosperous and bustling."
"I've heard that the two capitals, the North and South, and Songjiang Prefecture are the most prosperous places in the world. I must go and see for myself someday and compare how much they differ from my previous life."
No matter how prosperous Qianhusuo was, it was still only a town of six thousand people. Chang Yuan soon arrived at the money shop that offered loans.
This is a three-courtyard house. The front courtyard has been converted into shops, and although the gate is wide open, few people go in or out. The inside is pitch black, like a man-eating den of demons.
That's right, this is a cannibalistic den!
A monthly interest rate of 30% translates to nearly four times the annual interest rate.
They don't give people a chance to pay it off at all.
Chang Yuan was powerless against usury; this was something a lowly officer in the Imperial Guard couldn't change.
But he can seize the opportunity to kill someone when they bully him!
Chang Yuan stepped inside and immediately saw Zhou Shan leaning against the counter, looking like a real mountain of flesh.
Zhou Shan twirled a glittering silver coin in his hand, his triangular eyes sweeping over Chang Yuan. A hint of surprise and fear flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly dispelled by greed.
Previously, he thought he could take advantage of Changyuan, so he deliberately lent him money at a compound interest rate of 30% per month and used the "nine out, thirteen back" rule to drastically reduce his loan amount.
In just one year, those 120 silver dollars could grow into 3500 silver dollars, completely swallowing up the Chang family, whose patriarch had died.
Unexpectedly, in just ten days, this kid made a great contribution in a dangerous mission and was praised by the commander in public. He even brought money to repay the debt ahead of schedule.
How can this be?
Chang Yuan shouted, "Zhou Shan, I've come to pay back the money!"
"Pay back the money?"
Zhou Shan chuckled, leaning forward with his massive frame, and said in a slick tone, "Chang Xiaoqi, the rules of the money exchange don't allow early repayment."
"If you repay the money now, we will be at a disadvantage. You'll have to wait at least three months."
Chang Yuan said, "I can't wait."
"You think I don't know you've used compound interest on me?"
"The interest will double in three months. You'd better settle the debt now, and we'll pretend nothing happened. If you don't settle..."
Chang Yuan didn't finish his sentence, but waited for Zhou Shan's reply.
Zhou Shan smiled and began to ramble on, such as:
"That's the rule of money shops lending money at exorbitant interest rates, and there's nothing a villain can do about it."
"Whether it's compound interest or not, Xiaoqi, you signed and put your fingerprint on it back then, and there's no going back on it."
"Find out exactly who's behind this villain..."
He talked a lot of nonsense, but Chang Yuan was getting impatient with it.
He pulled his right hand out of his pocket, along with the old-fashioned revolver.
The moment the revolver was drawn, the muzzle was already pointed at Zhou Shan's stomach.
boom!boom!
Both shots hit Zhou Shan's large, fat belly.
Perhaps due to the excessive fat, the blood did not immediately spurt out.
But the intense pain will not be reduced in the slightest.
Zhou Shan's smile froze on his face as he clutched his stomach and slowly collapsed to the ground.
Only after the blood flowed out and soaked his robes did he manage to catch his breath.
As death approached, his mind, blinded by greed, finally cleared, and he mumbled a plea for mercy:
"Spare me... I... I won't dare again..."
"I'll take care of it for you right away..."
Chang Yuan's finger was on the trigger, his knuckles turning white from the force.
It wasn't that he was afraid of killing someone, but rather that he was trying his best to suppress the surging murderous intent.
The rhythm of the first two shots was so strong that he almost raised his gun and fired a third shot at Gao Shan's head, following the Mozambican shooting method.
Fortunately, Chang Yuan managed to control himself.
Even if Gao Shan is a piece of trash, he still has a life.
We cannot die in vain.
Both deaths, one in the dark of a money exchange and the other in the bright light of the street, create completely different levels of intimidation.
Chang Yuan bent down, grabbed Zhou Shan's collar with his left hand, and with a fierce strength, dragged the mountain of flesh-like thugs out onto the street.
Passersby on the street stopped to watch, and discussions arose one after another.
No one was afraid, but no one dared to step forward and stop them.
The 400-pound mountain of flesh was still struggling violently due to pain, which really exhausted Chang Yuan.
He was panting heavily, looking down at Zhou Shan, tapping him on the forehead with his gun, and asked, "Do you know what the Embroidered Uniform Guard is?"
Zhou Shan convulsed in pain, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness, yet he struggled to say, "I know, I know, I know!"
Chang Yuan shook his head and said, "No, you don't know."
"If you had known, how dare you take advantage of my father's death to lend money to my family like a dead man?"
Chang Yuan sneered, "In your next life, you must remember this: The Embroidered Uniform Guard is the sharpest sword of the Ming Dynasty. Execution precedes reporting, a privilege granted by imperial authority!"
boom!
Zhou Shan's blood mixed with brain matter splattered up.