Shadow of great britain

The gangster leader raised his hands and knelt on the ground.

He wanted to show Arthur that he didn't mean any disrespect, but the barrel of the gun was stuffed in his mouth and he didn't dare to say a word, so he could only nodded slightly to show respect.

Arthur saw that he had given in, so he took the gun out of his mouth.

However, just as he drew the gun, he felt something pressed against his back.

Behind him came the angry and hysterical shouts of the girl Fiona: "Do you think you are the only one with a gun? I have almost taken off my clothes and let you see every part of me. I won't keep any money." Can it still be justified?”

Seeing this, the Red Devil laughed playfully and leaned against the wall and taunted: "Arthur, look here, I told you to tie her up tighter, but you just didn't listen to me. This is good for your little life." It’s all in her hands.”

The gangster couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when he saw that his companion not only got out of trouble but also subdued Arthur.

"Fiona, you are so good! We don't even need to save you."

Fiona stared at them and scolded them: "If you were a bunch of eggless trash, I would have eaten them all, killed you with a knife, and thrown them into the Thames.

Therefore, it is better to rely on yourself than to rely on a man. I know that sooner or later the blade hidden in the bra will come in handy.

What the hell are you all doing in a daze? Why don't you tie up this kid quickly? Do you still need me to teach you? "

In the past, when the gangsters were scolded by Fiona, they would definitely retort, but today they really had no choice. They were indeed unreasonable, so they had to obey her orders.

The gangsters quickly grabbed the pistol from Arthur's hand, took out the cloth strips they had prepared, and wrapped Arthur's hands behind his back in circles.

Fiona walked around to Arthur, holding the sheet used to cover her body in one hand, and holding the gun to Arthur's chin with the other.

"Baby, since you are so tall and strong, and you let me have fun, I will just rob you of some money. Maybe I can consider taking over your business alone in the future.

But you are so ungentlemanly. Not only did you pull out a gun on a lady, but you also tied me to the bed behind my back, not even being willing to cover me with a blanket.

I'm only wearing a corset. If something happens to me from the cold, how are you going to compensate me for having such a beautiful body that makes a bunch of fools rush to give me money? "

Arthur looked at her calmly and just said: "But you told me before that you only charge one shilling at a time. I only know that cheap things are not good."

When Fiona heard this, she suddenly became angry. She blushed and yelled: "One shilling is for you to get an advantage! If I don't want to, you can't even touch the hem of my skirt even if you pay ten thousand pounds!" You ungrateful thing, I have changed my mind, not only will I steal all your money, but I will also sell you to Fred’s ship!”

"Fred's boat?"

When Arthur heard these words, he was immediately interested. He retorted: "Madam, you should know from my clothes that I originally made a living on a boat. Things like the ocean are nothing to be afraid of."

"Oh! Really! Boy, you have a tough mouth!"

Fiona's face, as pale as a newly painted wall, turned red with anger: "You won't have such a strong backbone when you get on the boat! Do you still want to play with women then?

Haha, the ship is crowded with young and middle-aged indentured slaves who are ready to be shipped to North America. You are so tall and handsome, I believe they will like you very much because they have nowhere to vent!

And the days on the ship are just the beginning, the good days are yet to come. When you get to America, you will know what real hell is.

During the construction period of seven to nine years, those plantation employers will not feel as sorry for you as I do.

At that time, your treatment will probably be worse than that of black slaves, because black slaves are their lifelong property, but you will have to terminate your employment contract one day, so they will definitely use you to death!

Oh, by the way, someone as strong as you might be bred with a black slave girl, and the children born then would still have to work for them in shackles.

This is your fate, you asked for it, idiot from India! "

Arthur nodded slightly and said, "Thank you very much for your enthusiastic help, ma'am. What you just said is almost as good as my several months of research results. To express my gratitude, I will explain to you an example of my own research. It’s a scientific theorem.”

"Scientific theorem?" Fiona said disdainfully: "A vulgar sailor like you still knows scientific theorem? Then tell me about it. I am happy to hear it. Maybe I can give you a little something before selling you. award."

"Of course." Arthur smiled: "Although I am wearing a sailor uniform, I am different from the kind of person who squats on a Royal Navy ship and only knows how to draw pictures. To be honest, last month I was also published in a publication of the Royal Society I published a paper, do you know the Hastings force?"

Fiona frowned and asked, "What is Hastings Force?"

Arthur turned his back and motioned for her to look at his tied hands.

"The so-called Hastings force means that as long as you have enough strength, you can perform miracles!"

There was only a bang, the cloth suddenly broke into two pieces, and Arthur's hands that were tied behind his back were freed instantly.

Fiona opened her mouth slightly, but before she could scream, she found that the pistol she was holding had been in Arthur's hand.

Arthur's arms as strong as iron pincers locked her in his arms, and the pistol was pressed against her temple.

He lowered his head and looked at the gun. The appearance was very familiar. It was the same gun from Scotland Yard. It should be the batch that was smuggled out after Willocks' resurrection.

He smiled softly: "It seems that everything is clear. Fred also sold this gun to you?"

When the gangster named James saw this, he quickly raised the pistol he had snatched from Arthur and pointed it at him.

They shouted nervously: "Don't move, or I'll fucking kill you!"

However, Arthur was not afraid of their actions. He smiled and nodded: "If you are happy, you can pull the trigger at any time. That is my gun. I know better than you whether there are bullets in it or not."

After hearing this, the gangster thought Arthur was deceiving him. He angrily pulled the trigger. However, not only did the bullet not fire, it caused Fiona to scream in surprise.

"James, you bastard, do you want to kill me! I know that you idiot, who says you love me every day, is just trying to trick me into sleeping with you. Fortunately, I didn't fall for your trick, you bitch Things, you better not let me see them in the future, otherwise I will poke your eyes out with my umbrella!"

Now that things have reached this point, Arthur basically has nothing to worry about. As long as he doesn't have his gun, these gangsters have nothing to fear.

He was looking for an opportunity to defeat them one by one, but he didn't expect that there was a rush of footsteps on the stairs.

It was Tom and Tony who arrived belatedly, as well as a group of plainclothes Greenwich District police officers carrying police knives.

"Don't move, police!"

Under the intimidation of the police officers, the gangsters who had been arrogant just now lost their temper in an instant. At the request of the police officers, they all raised their hands high and pressed against the wall.

Tony ran to Arthur with sweat all over his head. He panted and said, "Arthur, you...are you okay?"

Arthur said calmly: "It's okay, it won't matter if you go slower."

Tony heard this and breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, that's good...that's good..."

When Arthur heard this, he added: "Anyway, the most I can do is lose my life."

"ah?!"

When the police officers heard this, they looked at each other, and Tom hurriedly came up and explained: "Arthur, it's really not that we lost him, we were thinking... thinking... um..."

Tony hurriedly reminded him in a low voice: "Do you want to have fun?"

Tom's eyes lit up, he clapped his hands and said, "Yes, that's right, we want you to have a good time! Everyone feels that you have been under a lot of pressure recently and you should take some time to adjust."

Arthur took a breath: "So, I still have to thank you?"

Tom blushed and said incoherently: "That...that's not a big deal."

Arthur asked: "What is Clause 5a of Chapter 3 of Scotland Yard's House Regulations?"

When Tom heard this, he almost subconsciously stood at attention and saluted and reported: "Report, the police do not allow drinking, fighting, gambling, and prostitution!"

Arthur pushed Fiona in his arms towards Tom: "Handcuff them all and take them back. Also, Tom, although you are not visiting prostitutes, you are holding a woman in your arms, so I suspect that you are suspected of being a prostitute." Extramarital affair. Regarding the details of this matter, I will truthfully pass it on to Mrs. Tom in accordance with management regulations and professional ethics as a police officer."