The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 368: A huge uproar... We will not hesitate to use force

The Virginia Massacre quickly caused an uproar in Chinatown, and the Chinese in Chinatown quickly became angry.

"Those bastards, beasts!"

"Those foreigners don't treat us as human beings, they kill us like animals. We must make them pay with blood. At worst, we will fight them!"

"I hope Mr. Chen can stand up and make them pay with blood!" someone said gritting his teeth.

When encountering such things, they subconsciously thought of Chen Zhengwei. Only Chen Zhengwei had this ability, and only Chen Zhengwei dared to retaliate with tooth for tooth and blood for blood.

"Are you crazy?" The person next to him pulled his companion and said, "Are you going to kill Mr. Chen?"

"It's clearly stated above that this matter is led by the U.S. Department of Justice. Do you know the Department of Justice? It's bigger than the Bureau of Investigation, just like the Ministry of Justice. They are in charge of the entire United States! Letting Mr. Chen come forward, isn't this harming Mr. Chen?"

After all, the changes that Chinatown has undergone today are all thanks to Chen Zhengwei.

No Chinese in Chinatown wants to see anything happen to Chen Zhengwei.

I am afraid that after something happens to Chen Zhengwei, San Francisco will become what it was before.

"Are we just going to let this blood debt go like this?" another person said angrily, gritting his teeth.

"I don't know..." The person who spoke hesitated and sighed. This was not the first time this happened.

Other things happened in previous years, but few people were tried, and even if they were tried, they were released quickly.

Soon, the news spread to various chambers of commerce.

Recently, various chambers of commerce have been doing booming business in San Francisco and are preparing to expand production with great confidence.

However, this news was a heavy blow to them.

Let them realize that this America is the America of Americans, and Chinese people are not safe here.

Although they look good now, it is also because they have Chen Zhengwei supporting them in the front.

Those foreigners didn't dare to mess with Chen Zhengwei, but other Chinese were still the same as before, and those foreigners didn't treat them as human beings at all.

That evening, the presidents of several associations invited Rong Jiacai together.

"Mr. Rong, is this Virginia story true? Does Mr. Chen know about it? What does he say?"

"It's true. What do you think?" Rong Jiacai looked at them without changing his expression.

"Mr. Rong, those foreigners don't treat us as human beings. Even if we have any intentions, we don't have the energy to do anything... But if Mr. Chen has any plans, we are willing to donate some money!"

"Oh? You presidents are very righteous! But this is the Ministry of Justice. Do you want to start another civil war in the United States?" Rong Jiacai said slowly with a smile on his face.

Several people looked at each other, and it seemed that Chen Zhengwei wanted to just endure it.

But on second thought, what does the Chinese in Virginia have to do with Chen Zhengwei? They would not be willing to go against the US government for them.

No matter how powerful and domineering Chen Zhengwei is, he cannot fight against a country.

Although I understand it in my heart, I am still somewhat disappointed.

After all, Chen Zhengwei has always been tough and ruthless, and the fact that he endured this matter made people look down on him somewhat.

After a while, someone laughed and said, "Mr. Rong, this is our fault! After all, those people are Chinese, and we are indignant for a moment. This is our fault, so we will drink three cups as punishment!"

"That's right, drink three cups as a punishment!" The others also laughed and raised their glasses.

Rong Jiacai looked at them with a smile and didn't say anything until the meal was over and they left. Rong Jiacai called his men and said, "Have someone keep an eye on them! See who they come in contact with."

This is America after all, and he can't afford to be careless.

A few people returned to the guild hall, and others came to ask, "What did Mr. Chen say?"

"Old Silver Mountain is Old Silver Mountain, not San Francisco. It's not easy to deal with Mr. Chen... either. I'm afraid this matter..." A guild president shook his head slightly.

The others were immediately disappointed after hearing this, and the light in their eyes that had been burning in recent months dimmed a little.

"I heard that there is a Qing Dynasty embassy in New York... The Qing Dynasty's envoy will definitely come forward after knowing about this, right?" someone held on to a glimmer of hope.

"What are you doing? Protesting?" a wealthy businessman couldn't help but ask.

"Forget it, let's all go!"

Having said that, everyone still hopes that the Qing Embassy can come forward.

After all, Chen Zhengwei is just an individual, but the Qing Legation is different. It represents the Qing Dynasty and can speak directly to the US government.

Surely it will have some effect, right?

……

At the same time, Yan Qingyou's men surrounded him in three layers, and the crowd was in an uproar.

"Brother You, what does Brother Wei say about this? You can't just let it go like this, right?"

"Yeah, at worst we can just fight those ghost guys!"

"Yes, Brother You, as long as you give the order, I will pack my bags and go to Old Silver Mountain immediately!"

"What's the use of my words? It takes Brother Wei to give the words!" Yan Qingyou cursed angrily. He was also unhappy.

"Brother You, tell me the truth, what did Brother Wei say? Is there any news?"

Yan Qingyou looked at the thugs surrounding him in three layers, and after thinking for a while he decided to leak some information to prevent these people from doing anything.

"Brother Wei is very angry, and the consequences are serious. Be careful from now on, especially when looking at unfamiliar faces!"

"Brother You, what you mean is..."

When the other thugs heard this, their eyes immediately lit up.

Everyone showed excitement.

"I didn't say a damn thing. Get lost and do your own thing! Open your eyes!"

……

A farm outside San Francisco.

"You all know everything!" Situ Ye looked at the people in front of him. The flames from the surrounding torches were like demons with bared fangs and claws, casting their shadows on everyone's faces.

"Minister, what do you think we should do?" Several men in hunting suits stood in the front and asked in a deep voice.

"The Qing Dynasty is incompetent. Whether we Chinese are in South America or the United States, they don't treat us as human beings!"

"The current situation in San Francisco was created by Brother Wei and us, because we have no way to retreat."

"We don't have it, and you guys don't have it either! So we can only fight! If they kill one of us, we will kill ten of them. We will kill them until they are afraid and dare not target us. Only then will we have a foothold! Otherwise, we will be like those Indians, with our skins peeled off as trophies and made into boots to step on!"

"Blood debt must be paid with blood! Blood debt must be paid with blood! Kill! Kill! Kill!" The crowd in front of Situ Ye suddenly roared.

These people have been kept for half a year, and now they don’t look like they have just come out of the mine.

Everyone was full of energy and shouted together with an astonishing momentum.

"The Fourth Battalion! Let's go!" Situ Ye raised his hand and pointed to San Francisco in the night.

"Others continue training!" In the middle of the night, a group of people took a horse-drawn carriage to San Francisco, then took a boat to Los Angeles, and then from Los Angeles to Oakland.

At the dock, Rong Jiacai and his men were standing here, with a box under their feet.

There were also piles of boxes around.

"Take these with you when you go there this time!" Rong Jiacai said. These boxes were filled with submachine guns, pistol bullets, and rifle bullets.

In addition, there were some six-pound shells, which were used as grenades.

Although hand grenades had already appeared during the Civil War, they were not easy to use. Instead, other explosives were more often used as hand grenades.

"After you arrive, please contact Rong Jiasheng, Rong Jiahong and the others first..."

……

"Bloody night raid! Police and gangs team up to massacre minorities!"

"Shocking scandal, Virginia massacre, the Department of Justice instructs the local investigation bureau and gangs to massacre miners!"

On the streets, newsboys were running around waving newspapers.

On the second day after the bloody incident, news of the Virginia Massacre appeared in newspapers in major cities across the United States.

Suddenly, a three-foot-high wave was stirred up.

Although the massacre of Indians has always occurred, it is different for the Chinese. Like most immigrants in the United States, the Chinese immigrated to the United States from other countries.

Moreover, most ethnic groups in the United States do the heaviest, dirtiest and most difficult jobs, are at the bottom of the discrimination spectrum, and are often subjected to violence and harassment.

Therefore, when the news spread, it immediately touched their sensitive nerves.

Especially since there are some people behind the scenes fanning the flames.

Soon, protests began in some cities.

In New York, Huang Kaijia and his companions packed their bags in the morning and prepared to return to New Haven. Before they left their residence, someone ran in, leaning against the door frame and shouting, "What are you doing?"

"Oh no, oh no, something terrible has happened!"

"What happened again? Could something happen to the embassy again?" Huang Kaijia and others looked over immediately.

"No...no...look! Massacre! Virginia massacre of Chinese miners!" the student shouted, raising the newspaper in his hand.

"What?" When Huang Kaijia, Zhan Tianyou and others heard the news, their faces suddenly changed. They dropped their luggage and ran over to grab the newspaper.

After briefly reading the newspaper, everyone's face turned pale.

"Assholes! These beasts!"

"Let's go find the Deputy Minister!" No longer caring about returning to New Haven, they immediately went out to find Deputy Minister Yung Wing.

Other students were called along the way. Some of them did not know what had happened, but after hearing the whole story, they followed Huang Kaijia and others to find Minister Yung Wing.

When everyone arrived at the Legation House, Yung Wing was with the student supervisor Wu Jiashan.

"Minister, is this news true?"

"I've heard before that those foreigners don't treat Chinese people as human beings. When we were studying, we could tolerate being discriminated against and insulted, but for this kind of thing... for this kind of thing, those people must pay the price!"

"Yes, they wantonly slaughtered Chinese miners like this, do they really treat us like pigs and dogs? We must not let this matter rest!"

A group of students said excitedly.

"What are you going to do? Rebellion?" Wu Jiashan slammed the teacup on the coffee table next to him and blew his beard.

"The diplomatic relations between the two countries are naturally decided by the Prime Minister's Office and the Emperor. What do you students want to do? The court spared no expense to send you to the United States so that you can learn and become talents. You didn't learn any good things, but you learned all the bad things!"

"Where are your braids? Where are your braids? You cut your braids privately, forget your roots, disrespect your teachers, and behave in a dissolute manner..."

Huang Kaijia and the others listened at first, but when Wu Jiashan criticized them, they could not help but fight back: "Some people in the United States are killing our Chinese compatriots wantonly. Supervisor Wu does not think about how to blame the US government, but instead dwells on these trivial matters!"

Seeing that he dared to talk back, Wu Jiashan became even angrier.

Yung Wing then said, "Everyone, please stop arguing. It is still unknown whether this is true or not. I will visit some politicians in New York to find out whether it is true or not. If it is true, I will definitely protest to the US government and demand severe punishment for the murderer..."

"At the same time, write a letter to the imperial court, and the imperial court will not turn a deaf ear to it."

After being appeased, the group of students had to leave in disappointment, but they were unwilling to leave New York like this, so they gathered together to discuss privately.

Yung Wing also went to inquire whether the news was true or not.

At this time, the news had spread to all walks of life in the United States, but the upper class in New York didn't care much about it, as it had nothing to do with them.

However, other newspapers sent people there, and news came back the next day confirming that the matter was true.

Yung Wing then formally sent a telegram to the State Department in Washington to protest.

But then there was no news.

……

At the same time, Chen Zhengwei was being interviewed by reporters in Chicago.

"Yes, I heard the news and I'm sure it's true."

"This is shocking to me! I can't believe that something like this could happen in a country like the United States."

"A small number of people, for their own selfish desires, would actually massacre an immigrant ethnic group. You know, this is not just a Chinese thing. The United States is a multi-ethnic country!
You, me, everyone here, are immigrants. Jewish, Italian, German, Polish, French, even Irish..."

“I believe you must have encountered discrimination and violence in your life!”

"Perhaps the violence you encounter comes from individuals or other ethnic groups, and you will curse them and resist... But what if the government of the United States... oppresses and uses violence against you? What will you do?"

"We must stand up and oppose this behavior. If necessary, we will even use force to fight back!" Chen Zhengwei said, looking at the many reporters in front of him.

Reporters from almost all newspapers in Chicago are here.

"Mr. Chen...you mean we will not hesitate to use force?" When the reporters heard Chen Zhengwei's last sentence, they suddenly became agitated, showing shocked expressions and quickly recording them.

You have to know that the Ministry of Justice is involved in this matter.

Is he going to start a war, even at the cost of force?
Where does this Chinese man get the confidence to say such things?
"No matter what ethnicity you are, even if you don't like Chinese people, we stand together on this matter. You should not oppose it, but stand up and support our voices!"

"Someone is slaughtering Chinese people, and you don't speak up. Tomorrow they slaughter you, and you want to seek help, but you find that everyone else is silent too."

"In addition, it is said that someone from the Ministry of Justice is involved. No matter who he is, I will not let him go, and I will find out his identity!" Chen Zhengwei stretched out his finger and pointed forward, which was the direction of Washington.

The influence of this sentence is no less than that of the previous sentence of not sparing the use of force.

Someone immediately asked, "Mr. Chen, are you seeking revenge? Revenge on the people in the Ministry of Justice? Personal revenge?"

"Why not?" Chen Zhengwei grinned and showed a cold smile to everyone.

Then he left in a swagger, ignoring the reporters who were frantically recording and asking questions.

"We can contact Sacramento now. I hope some people can come forward!" Chen Zhengwei said to the people around him.

(End of this chapter)