The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 459: Consul of San Francisco, did I agree?
Liu Xihong only felt severe pain in his abdomen, and the fear of death enveloped him.

"you you……"

"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?" Ouyang Ming's face also changed drastically and his voice was stern.

"I said, I think the one who scored with my left foot today is the one who defeated me. Just now, two minutes ago!" Chen Zhengwei said slowly, making it clear that he wanted to beat Liu Xihong to death.

"Consul of San Francisco... who agreed? Did I agree? How dare you enter San Francisco without my permission?"

"In San Francisco, I can let you live if I want you to live, and I can let you die if I want you to die!"

Chen Zhengwei said this with a playful look on his face: "Besides, Gong Yanyong sold you out a long time ago!"

"You even dare to believe him. Should I say you are stupid or naive?"

"If a ruler does not keep secrets, he will lose his ministers. If a minister does not keep secrets, he will lose himself. If a few things are not kept secret, it will lead to harm... It turned out to be him... That villain!" Liu Xihong covered his stomach, his face ashen, with a mixture of anger and fear.

When he saw that Gong Yanyong hadn't come back just now, he felt something was wrong.

When the fellow disciples around heard this, their expressions changed.

"Tell me about it... He has already said it once... I want to hear you say it again!" Chen Zhengwei said to Liu Xihong.

"Look, this bullet hit you in the stomach... maybe you can still be saved!"

Liu Xihong laughed bitterly: "It was his idea to let the court seize the Wencun Chen family and the Hai Yanrong and Yan families, and then use this to threaten your subordinates! Is there anything else you want to know?"

The faces of those martial arts school disciples were filled with shock and anger, it was actually true.

That senior brother... Gong Yanyong, is actually so cruel!

"That's not all! After we take down the Chen, Yan, and Rong families, it will be the families of other close relatives...including these disciples of the martial arts school..."

"Since we are doing something, we should do it with all our strength. What else is there to say?" Liu Xihong said miserably.

Now the faces of those disciples became even uglier.

Chen Zhengwei looked at the expressions of the disciples in the martial arts school, smiled, and there was nothing else to ask.

Liu Xihong didn't care whether he came here to pick peaches or not.

"In that case, I will keep my word. But Chinatown is short of medical care and medicine... there is also a shortage of doctors. Bandage his wound and let him swim back to Qing Dynasty to find a doctor." Chen Zhengwei said.

"Brother Wei, where is Gong Yanyong?" Yan Qingyou said angrily beside Chen Zhengwei.

Just now, he learned from Chen Zhengwei's words that Gong Yanyong had actually colluded with Qing officials and wanted to arrest all their family members. Now he wished he could skin Gong Yanyong alive.

"My father-in-law told him to leave San Francisco... My father-in-law is soft-hearted, but I can't be soft-hearted... After all, so many people in San Francisco are following me. And if we just let him go without punishing him for his crimes, what will others think?" Chen Zhengwei sneered.

In fact, when Gong Yanyong walked out just now, Lin Mingsheng closed his eyes and didn't look at him, so he knew what Lin Mingsheng was thinking.

After all, there are so many disciples watching in the yard.

As long as Gong Yanyong got on the boat, Chen Zhengwei could decide how to deal with him, whether to kill him or cut him into pieces, that would be Chen Zhengwei's business.

So he went straight back to the house without even listening to the result.

But Chen Zhengwei is different. So many people in San Francisco and the whole United States are watching him.

Someone dared to deal with him today, but was let go...will there be a second or third one tomorrow?

"Send someone to look for him. He's a cripple, where could he run to? When we find him, put him in a sack and beat him to death with sticks! Remember, he's a cripple and he has a braid!" Chen Zhengwei grinned with a murderous gleam in his eyes.

When the other disciples heard this, they were all shocked.

But thinking about what Liu Xihong had just revealed, it was actually Gong Yanyong's idea to let the Qing court arrest people from Chen Zhengwei and others' hometowns, and they might even be among them... At this time, many people gritted their teeth, and no one dared to say a word of pleading.

"I'll send someone to find him right away!" Yan Qingyou immediately went down and dragged Liu Xihong out.

Knowing that he was about to die, Liu Xihong shouted, "Your family members are still in the Qing Dynasty. If you dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of being blamed by the court? And implicating the old and young in the family!"

"How does the Qing court know where my family is from?" Chen Zhengwei sneered and turned his gaze to Ouyang Ming:
"Besides, I think the consul died of an illness on the way, Mr. Minister, is that right?"

Ouyang Ming was shocked and frightened by Chen Zhengwei's brutality. Even though he was an official of the imperial court, he was instinctively afraid of such a pure desperado.

What's more, Liu Xihong's plan to deal with Chen Zhengwei was exposed.

This left him speechless, so he gritted his teeth and said, "That's true!"

Chen Zhengwei nodded and said to the disciples of the martial arts school: "Everyone here is my fellow apprentice, and they are all my own people, so I let you see what happened. My father-in-law, your master, can be soft-hearted. But I can't be soft-hearted. The same will happen to anyone who dares to betray me in the future!"

Everyone was shocked, and Ah Kuan and the others quickly said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, we will definitely not do such a thing."

"Okay, it's New Year's Day, don't say these things that will spoil the fun. Take a rest these two days, drink some wine, and find some women!" Chen Zhengwei laughed.

"Brother, let's go first!" the disciples said one after another. After what happened today, they felt quite complicated and they also wanted to find a place to drink.

"Have some good eyesight and move a chair for the ambassador!" Chen Zhengwei said again.

Someone immediately ran to bring a chair for Ouyang Ming.

"Hahahaha! Please take a seat, Minister. There is no reason for you to talk while standing. By the way, the Minister and I are old friends. Your cousin Ouyang Geng has been to my place before. He even sent me a telegram yesterday, fearing that the flood would wash away the Dragon King Temple!" Chen Zhengwei smiled at Ouyang Ming, as if what happened just now had never happened.

Ouyang Ming felt that Chen Zhengwei changed his attitude as easily as turning the pages of a book.

Especially just now, Liu Xihong, who came with him, was dragged away by Chen Zhengwei's men. He was bound to be dead, which made him feel extremely complicated.

But we can only cheer up and deal with it carefully.

"What did the Minister see and hear along the way?" Chen Zhengwei asked casually.

"San Francisco is similar to the Qing Dynasty, with Chinese people everywhere. Especially Chinatown. During the past two days here, I felt like I was still at home." Ouyang Mingdao.

"That's good. Minister Ouyang can stay in San Francisco for a while and see the local customs and culture. It just so happens that I have someone here who is quite familiar with the embassy. Minister Ouyang can talk to him. When he takes office in New York, he will know what to do and will not be completely in the dark." Chen Zhengwei said.

"Who is the person Mr. Chen is talking about?" Ouyang Ming was puzzled.

"The former deputy minister of the embassy! He felt that being an envoy of the Qing Dynasty was boring, so he came here to help me." Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

Ouyang Ming was stunned: "Is it Rong Hong?"

He only now realized that the deputy minister had run away before he took office.

"After all, the Qing envoy is really useless! Look at the envoys from Britain, France, and Germany, who are negotiating with the US government for the rights of their immigrants!"

"Look at the Qing envoy again. What a waste! Do you know what I looked like when I first arrived in San Francisco?"

"As soon as I got off the boat, those foreigners stood by the port and shouted: Qing Chong, get back! Give me a warning!"

"In San Francisco, there are first-class whites, second-class whites, third-class whites, fourth-class whites, fifth-class blacks, sixth-class Mexicans, and then the Chinese, who are worse than dogs!"

"That's it. What's the point of having a Qing envoy?"

Ouyang knew that the situation of overseas Chinese was not very good...but he did not expect that the situation of Chinese in San Francisco was also so bad, especially from what he saw and heard in the past two days, the status of Chinese in San Francisco was quite high. "Do you know how much Chinese people were paid when I first came here? For the same job, the foreigners got 30 dollars, and the Chinese got 15 dollars!"

“Now…Chinese people get $25!”

"Why? Because I told them to raise their prices! They have to raise their prices!"

"I've done all the work that the ambassador to the United States should have done! What's the point of having a ambassador to the United States? It's no use having a dog there!"

"When Minister Ouyang is working in the United States, he should keep the interests of the Chinese at heart and seek welfare for the Chinese! Otherwise, he might as well just keep a dog there!" Chen Zhengwei said to Ouyang Ming with a smile.

But this doesn't sound very nice.

Of course, Chen Zhengwei doesn't care whether it sounds good or not. Since you are the Chinese Minister to the United States, you have to work for the interests of us Chinese who are trying to survive in the United States.

As for whether you can do it and what you can do... we'll talk about it later.

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"Go find me a cripple. We can't let him get away!" Yan Qingyou left the martial arts hall and called his henchmen: "Damn it, I'm going to skin that bastard!"

"Brother You, why are you so angry?" asked the man.

"I'll tell you later. Let's go find that person first. It's Gong Yanyong, the former martial arts gym owner. You know him. He's a cripple now, with braids, and his hair might have been cut. If you see anyone who just had a haircut or a bald head, check them as well."

"That guy is quite skilled, don't let him get away! Break his legs when you see him, but don't kill him. I want to entertain him personally!" Yan Qingyou looked fierce.

Following Yan Qingyou's order, several thugs immediately took out their whistles and blew them while running.

The streetside restaurant was almost full of Chen Zhengwei's men, who were toasting, bragging and playing finger-guessing games.

"Wait!" A thug who was holding a wine glass and was about to drink suddenly stopped the glass.

"What are you waiting for? Guan Laoliu, you have to accept the loss!" The other henchmen urged with a smile. "Finish this cup, there are still three cups left, don't force us to drink!"

"Whistle sound!" Guan Laoliu said directly.

The others were stunned. "Be quiet, be damn quiet!"

As the restaurant became quiet, others also heard the whistle in the distance, and it was getting closer and closer.

"Fuck, they're calling people! It's New Year's Day, who dares to cause trouble?" Those thugs stood up from the table and swarmed out.

In a casino not far away, several thugs were playing Pai Gow. A young man walked in from outside the casino, saw them and went over to pat them.

"Fish man, Aman, stop playing! Blow the whistle to call people!"

"Tian, tian, tian...Tian cards!" A thug put one foot on a stool, touched the cards with excitement, and then slapped them on the table.

"Give me money, give me money! Wait a minute, let these losers give me the money! Damn it, who the hell is looking for trouble during the New Year?"

The henchman took the money and said, "Come back and continue!"

Then turned around and walked out.

After leaving the casino, I saw thugs pouring out of restaurants and casinos all over the street. There was also a guy who came out of a brothel and was frantically trying to pull up his pants.

"What happened? What happened?"

A group of people asked.

"Find this person out. He is Gong Yanyong, 26 years old, lame, wearing a black gentleman's suit, with a braid... He is very skilled. We must dig this person out and don't let him get away! You can shoot, but only shoot at the legs. Don't kill him!"

"We'll dig him out even if we have to dig up all the rat holes in San Francisco."

All the thugs who were originally having fun in the casino or drinking in the restaurant started to move.

A large group of thugs poured into the streets, searching everywhere.

Horses galloped down the street.

First, the roads in and out of San Francisco were closed, and then the port.

Even the investigation bureau was alerted.

Michael was playing "Five Draw" with someone in the club when his agents came over.

"Sheriff, Yan Qingyou's men have blocked the docks and the roads out of the city. A large number of people have poured into the streets. It seems they are looking for someone."

"Today is their New Year's Day, so they won't make a big fuss unless it's a big deal. Ask them who they are looking for and if they need help!" Michael said directly.

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Late at night, Gong Yanyong hid in an alley, punching the wall repeatedly with a ferocious look on his face.

"Fuck! Fuck!" He had noticed that from the very beginning, a large group of people had poured into the streets.

He didn't even dare to meet those people, and subconsciously thought that they were looking for him.

Gong Yanyong was filled with anger. He didn't expect that after all the planning, he became a stray dog just after arriving in San Francisco.

Even what he wanted to do was guessed by Chen Zhengwei.

I felt like a clown, jumping up and down.

This feeling made him even angrier.

But he knew that this wouldn't work, he had to find a way to leave San Francisco.

This is Chen Zhengwei's territory, he can't hide here at all.

Another round of horse hoof sounds was heard, and Gong Yanyong quickly held his breath. Then, under the dim street lights at the intersection, he saw two Chinese people riding horses galloping past.

After waiting for a moment, he looked outside and then walked out of the alley.

However, his limping figure was too easy to be noticed.

Not long after, two FBI agents saw him and immediately walked towards him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gong Yanyong turned into an alley.

“Don’t let him get away!” The two agents immediately chased after him, but as soon as they turned into the alley, one of them was kicked in the face.

The other man quickly raised his gun, but Gong Yanyong grabbed his arm and threw him backwards.

After snatching the two men's guns and bullets, Gong Yanyong felt a little more confident.

Go into the alley and continue hiding.

However, it wasn't long before the two agents were discovered and the encirclement became tighter and tighter.

(End of this chapter)