The group of thugs looked at the scene in horror. The murderers carrying carriages were holding muskets and spewed out of the gun barrels. Every gunshot exploded almost in their hearts.

They didn't care about beating people, and they stood there one by one, their muscles were tight, and they didn't dare to move in panic.

The carriage whizzed past them, but suddenly saw the four walls of the carriage cracking, revealing the neatly tidied wooden boxes inside.

Most of these boxes have been opened and are neatly filled with guns.

Someone grabbed a gun and threw it into the alley next to it.

The carriage ran all the way, and the gun was thrown all the way.

In a blink of an eye, a box of guns was sent out.

Then, other carriages went around the streets, constantly throwing guns in the cars into the yards of each household.

Wu Tai looked at the scene in a daze, and several guns were thrown at the newspaper's door.

Although he was not very familiar with firearms, he could still see that these guns were brand new. I don’t know how much the weapons were compared to the new army, but they were definitely much better than the standard weapons used by other miscellaneous armies of the Qing court.

After the guns in the carriage were dispersed, the sound of horse hooves gradually became less. Someone found through the window that the carriages were randomly abandoned on the side of the road, and the carriages were empty, and the people on the carriage were gone.

"Let's go! Go quickly!" The group of thugs who were originally squatting down on the street with their heads in their arms were shocked to realize that the atmosphere in this city was a little wrong. They whispered a few words, and then ran away.

"President, there are no bullets in the gun."

An editor had fired a target before, but after pulling the chamber open, it was empty inside.

"What the hell is this?" Wu Tai was shocked. If there were no bullets, what was the difference between this gun and a fire stick.

"They don't have bullets, but we have."

A voice came from behind everyone.

Wu Tai heard that this was Wu Xuanzhi's voice without looking back.

"Last brother, did this?" He suddenly remembered that Wu Xuanzhi had said before that he was responsible for providing guns, and then combined with the scene in front of him, it was not difficult to guess the truth.

"You said, if everyone in this city had guns, those who sold big cigarettes would dare to hit people in broad daylight?" Wu Xuanzhi smiled and said.

"Don't dare..."

Wu Tai shook his head. With a shot in his hand, it means he has the confidence to resist, and the confrontation between individuals and groups will be greatly weakened.

At least, when a person faces a group of people, he has the trump card to bring people to bury him.

"But, there are no bullets in these guns."

But now there is a very critical problem. There are no bullets in these guns. Without bullets, the gun is just a stick.

"There is no bullet in this gun, so how do you know that there are no bullets in other guns?"

Wu Xuanzhi asked back.

"You put bullets in other guns?" Wu Tai asked hurriedly.

"No."

Without waiting for Wu Tai to continue asking questions, he added, "But our enemies don't know that there are no bullets in the gun."

"I will make people uninterrupted empty guns in the city. As long as there is a gun, everyone will believe that some of the guns have bullets."

Wu Xuanzhi said confidently.

"Since this happens, those tobacco dealers dare not move around." Wu Tai's eyes lit up, but he understood Wu Xuanzhi's plan.

No matter how powerful the tobacco dealers are, they are just merchants in the city. They can maintain guards and thugs, but they cannot have a military force with live ammunition.

Once they are not sure how many people in the city have guns and bullets, they have to shrink their heads and behave as human beings.

After all, if you encounter one or two barefoot people and just carry a gun and send them a long-range job, no one can stand it.

As for whether ordinary people can fight accurately...

No one dares to bet on whether the other party can play accurately.

Because if you bet wrong, it will be a fatal thing.

What makes Wu Xuanzhi's move even better is that he only fires guns but not bullets, which can avoid internal fighting among the people to the greatest extent. Otherwise, if there is any grudge between neighbors and you will destroy the person with a gun, then the order in the entire city will be completely destroyed, and all kinds of evil fights and fights will not stop.

"What if... the government intervenes?" Wu Tai thought of another situation.

If "The Throat Wind" is used as one point, then their pressure mainly comes from two directions.

One is a businessman selling opium, and the other is an official from Fuzhou City.

To some extent, these two forces can also be regarded as a force.

If the government sends people to confiscate guns, how should we deal with it?

"I'm not afraid of the government's intervention, I'm afraid of the government's failure to intervene."

Wu Xuanzhi walked to the door and looked at the empty street in the distance.

However, he clearly felt that behind the street, there were pairs of flinched and depressed gazes.

"A gun is only a few feet long and only a few inches wide. It is really simple to hide it. Fuzhou City has a population of hundreds of thousands and the government has only a hundred servants. Even if the new army is mobilized, there will be only a few thousand. If you search for guns from door to door, you will definitely gain little."

"With so many guns scattered among the people, our governor, the Manchu general must be anxious and dare not delay, and will definitely urge and put pressure on the officials below. The more anxious the officials urged him, the more ruthless the methods of treating the people in order to complete the task."

"Of course, the more resentment the people will be."

Wu Xuanzhi spoke slowly.

His voice was calm, but Wu Tai couldn't help but feel shocked, and the taste was complicated.

This plan is closely linked, and all the people, tobacco dealers, and the government have been plotted into it. Everyone is like black and white pieces on a chessboard, controlled by Wu Xuanzhi, a secret master, and cannot break the deadlock at all.

"When the people were most resentful, you released bullets..."

Wu Tai guessed what Wu Xuanzhi was going to say below.

"Yes, the public opinion of the people is like a flood. In the past, the strong officials and the weak people are like the gentle and weak water flow, and they are naturally blocked by the dam. But the government forces them out of resentment, and even the calmest water will be turbulent. The heavier the resentment, the more violent the public opinion."

"The "Throat Wind" has a natural role in guiding public opinion. When you take out the bullets at this time, you can instantly wash out the dam and clean up the dirty world."

Wu Xuanzhi's voice was loud and loud.

It was the first time Wu Tai had a small intention in front of his third brother.

He was used to seeing heroic figures, but there were very few people like Wu Xuanzhi who had amazing plans and decisive decisions.

If you don’t move, you will be shocking.
Chapter completed!