Chapter 424

"Set off!"

Jiang Hao gave an order, and the convoy set off again, heading west.

A few days later, they came to a big town, this is Tucson City, Jiang Hao and the others had already left the state of Mexico and came to Arizona.

"Find a place to rest."

Arriving at the largest hotel in the town, the team settled down, cleaned up and washed, and relieved the fatigue of the journey. When Jiang Hao took Jenny and his men to go downstairs for dinner, he suddenly heard a burst of yelling and cursing, "Fake, you **** The yellow-skinned monkey, the dirty guy with the pig's tail, look at the clothes you washed for me, I ruined them all."

Jiang Hao looked up and found that on the stairs, a middle-aged yellow man with a braid was holding a stack of clothes in his hand, bowed his waist with a humble face, and a rough white man was holding his toes high cursed at him.

Jiang Hao could tell at a glance that the yellow man with the braids was Chinese. There was no reason, just a feeling.

"Didn't clean it up for me, and you still want to ask for money, go to hell, get out of here now, or I'll beat you all over the place."

The rough man snatched the clothes from the Chinese man, raised his foot and kicked the Chinese man's stomach, kicking the Chinese man to the ground with a plop. Because of the pain, his body curled up like a shrimp, but he gritted his teeth and dared not cry out in pain. For fear of attracting further beatings.

"Hahahaha, damn monkey, poof."

The rough man looked at the Chinese who fell on the ground, laughed and laughed, and even spit at the Chinese.

This period is the most serious period of Chinese exclusion in the United States. The Chinese are hardworking, hard-working and cheap. During this period, the United States is experiencing an economic crisis and jobs are hard to find. Therefore, those white people point the finger at the Chinese, saying that the Chinese have robbed them. Work.

Vent, they vent their anger on the Chinese.

Thousands of miles away, the Chinese are lonely and have no roots. In the eyes of these white people, they are inferior people and can be bullied at will. Those politicians are also fueling the flames. In order to gain support and express political correctness, they also wantonly criticize and exclude the Chinese.

Just in 1878, the U.S. Congress passed the "Chinese Exclusion Act", but it was vetoed by the then President Hayes, but the anti-Chinese movement was still in full swing across the United States, beating, smashing, looting, burning, discrimination and exclusion. For a period of time, the life of the Chinese became extremely difficult.

Jiang Hao has read this information and remembers clearly that after the passage of the Chinese Exclusion Act in 1882, the life of the Chinese will be even more difficult, and their status will be extremely low. In San Francisco, the most populous city, the Chinese can only live in Chinatown for one generation, and they are likely to be beaten or even killed by some extreme white activists when they come out.

When the white man turned to go back to the house, Jiang Hao suddenly said, "You, stop."

The rough white man immediately stopped and looked towards Jiang Hao, his eyes were full of vigilance, but when he saw the sturdy guy behind Jiang Hao, he immediately became a little timid, "What are you going to do."

Jiang Hao pointed to the Chinese on the ground and said, "Why did he provoke you?"

"He, what a goddamn monkey, I asked him to wash my clothes, didn't wash me clean and asked me for money, damn it, these guys should go eat feed instead of staying in the city. "The rough white man said with foul language.

Jiang Hao looked at him coldly, "I think you just don't want to pay him for laundry."

In this era, the Chinese participated in railway construction and gold panning at the beginning. After the railway was completed and the gold rush faded, the Chinese began to make a living in other ways. Small shops, laundry rooms, restaurants, clothing stores, etc. came into being.

The white man felt that his mind had been punctured, and he was a little annoyed, "It's none of your business, I advise you not to make trouble for yourself."

Jiang Hao smiled lightly, and said to Bill and the others behind him, "He's threatening me."

boom!

boom!

A giant man about two meters tall walked out from behind Jiang Hao. He stepped on the stairs with heavy steps, and the trembling corridor could not stop roaring.

Wayne clenched his casserole-sized fist and roared angrily, "Boy, if you dare to threaten our heads, you will die."

The rough white man was terrified, and subconsciously touched the gun at his waist.

"boom!"

A bullet was fired from the side, and it just hit the gun next to the rough white man's leg, and the gun jumped out in an instant.

Pete took the revolver and blew in his own mouth, smiling at the rough man.

"You guys, what are you going to do, I, I didn't mess with you"

The white man turned pale with fright, and his voice was trembling.

"Will you apologize? Apologize to him." Jiang Hao pointed to the Chinese who was still lying on the ground and said.

The white man was taken aback: "He's just a yellow-skinned monkey, how can I apologize to him."

Jiang Hao looked at this guy with cold eyes, "Or, I'll ask my subordinates to dig a hole and plant you in the ground. Don't worry, you'll only be planted halfway, but head down!"

The rough white man looked at the Chinese on the ground, then at Jiang Hao, pouted angrily and said, "No, I will never apologize to a yellow-skinned pig."

"Beat me up." Jiang Hao said softly.

Wayne stepped forward immediately, and grabbed the rough man with his palm like a big cattail fan. The rough man was shocked and wanted to resist, and punched Wayne.

"Snapped!"

Wayne's big hand grabbed the rough man's fist, "Mmm~" he pushed the rough man's hand aside, "ah~~" the rough man let out a cry of pain, and Wayne raised his fist again, A bang punch hit the guy in the stomach.

"Pfft~~"

The rough man spat out a mouthful of sour water, his eyes protruded, and he knelt in the corridor, looked up at Jiang Hao, and said in pain, "Why are you dealing with me?"

"No reason, I see you are unhappy, that's all." Jiang Hao said lightly.

Bullying people with reason!

When you bully the Chinese, don't you have no reason.

I am stronger than your fist, so I can bully you naturally, so I don't need any reason.

At this moment, the Chinese also recovered a little bit, and slowly stood up and sat on the ground, staring blankly at what happened in front of him, feeling a little helpless.

Jiang Hao walked up to the strong man, found a money bag from him, weighed it, and handed it directly to the Chinese, "Money for washing clothes, and compensation for beating you."

When the Chinese saw it, he waved his hands again and again, "Sir, no, I can't take it."

"Why not? He should pay for it." The Chinese looked at the rough white man still kneeling in the corridor, and said timidly, "Sir, if I take the money, he will definitely retaliate, so forget it." Bar."

This is the way of thinking of the Chinese in this era. One thing more is worse than one thing less. As long as you can survive, you will not resist, and you will grit your teeth and persevere no matter how difficult it is.