Let the Bullets Fly Page #2

You're absolutely right.

Such arrogance!

He's trouble.

A show of force!

This one is a tricky customer!

Should we strike first?

No hurry.

Let's toy with him.

No hurry, let's toy with him!

Cut it out!

Cut it out!

Cut it out! Cut it out!

Cut it out...

Cut it out!

Cut it out!

Cut the bloody hell out!

Butler!

Yes sir!

Take him to the dentist.

Fix him up with gold teeth like mine.

Yes sir!

Madam!

The reason I am here,

is to get rich,

not to get laid.

We share a bed,

but not our dreams.

Here's a pistol.

Just in case,

I overstep my mark,

shoot me between the eyes.

But if you have that urge,

then yours truly,

would be happy to oblige.

Let's sleep!

Husband and wife - even for a day...

I've always wanted to be a governor's wife,

and I don't care who the governor is.

So, brother, be my guest!

Your guest?

Go ahead!

You make me blush!

Well, do I?

Then I must oblige.

We're late!

Previous governors

have levied tax for the next 90 years!

So everyone has paid up to 2010!

We've come to the wrong place!

I like this town, though.

But people here have nothing left.

I never take from the poor.

Who are your victims, then?

The rich, of course.

Ever been a Governor?

No.

Listen carefully!

You have to devise ways to raise money,

Make the rich pay first,

townsfolk will follow suit.

Then reimburse the rich with what they paid,

and split the rest 30-70!

We only get 70?

No, the rich get 70.

We get 30 at Huang's discretion.

At whose discretion?

Him.

Him?

I come all this way,

only to become his running dog?

Correct.

It's hard enough robbing your train,

and play-act governor.

I still have to play boot-licker to the rich,

make up silly excuses,

and do things at his whim.

Doesn't that make me a beggar?

If you want to put it that way...

Many would love to be in your position,

but few could afford to buy a post.

Do you know why I became an outlaw?

It's because my legs are not built for kneeling!

If you want to make money standing tall,

ride back to the mountains.

I don't get this.

I am now governor,

how can I be worse off than a bandit?

You may be a governor to the townsfolk.

But in the eyes of Huang,

you're a mere beggar!

This is only business. There is no shame.

The hell there isn't!

It's shameful!

Do you prefer to stand tall,

or do you want to make money?

I want to do both.

No way.

Why not?

It's impossible.

Can I make money with this?

Yes, but only as a bandit.

Or with this?

Yes, but only on your knees.

Combining the two,

can I make money standing tall?

Mr. Nine, who exactly are you?

"Pocky" Zhang!

Stop it! This is not a tree!

It's an ancient magisterial drum!

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