"Let's go!"

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

A few days later, they came to a large town, this is Tucson, and Jiang Hao and they have left the State of Mexico and come to Arizona.

"Find a place to rest."

Coming to the largest hotel in the town, the team settled down, cleaned up, and relieved the fatigue of the journey, Jiang Hao took Jenny and his subordinates to prepare to go downstairs for dinner, when he suddenly heard a burst of scolding and scolding, "Fake, you damn yellow-skinned monkey, dirty guy with a pig's tail, look at the clothes you washed for me, they all broke me." ”

Jiang Hao looked up and found that on the stairs, a middle-aged yellow man with a pigtail was holding a stack of clothes in his hand, hunched over with a humble look, and a white rough man was cursing at him arrogantly.

Jiang Hao could see at a glance that the yellow man with braided hair was Chinese, and there was no reason, it was just a feeling.

"You didn't wash me, and you still wanted to ask for money, go to death, get out of here now, or I'll beat you all over the ground looking for teeth."

The rough man snatched the clothes from the hands of the Chinese, raised his foot to the stomach of the Chinese, kicked the Chinese to the ground, and curled up into a shrimp shape because of the pain, but gritted his teeth and did not dare to cry out in pain, for fear of attracting further beating.

"Hahahaha, damn monkey, poof."

The rough man looked at the Chinese who fell to the ground, laughed and laughed, and spat at the Chinese.

During this period, the economic crisis was breaking out in the United States, and it was difficult to find jobs, so those white people pointed the finger at the Chinese, saying that the Chinese had robbed them of their jobs.

To vent, they vent their anger on the Chinese.

Far away, the Chinese are lonely, without roots, in the eyes of these white people, they are inferior, they can be bullied at will, and those politicians are also fueling the troubles, in order to gain support and express political correctness, they also lash out at the exclusion of the Chinese.

In 1878, the U.S. Congress passed the "Chinese Exclusion Act", but it was vetoed by then President Hayes, but the anti-Chinese movement was still in full swing across the United States, beating, smashing, robbing, burning, discriminating and squeezing out.

Jiang Hao has read the information in this regard and remembers it clearly, after the passage of the Chinese Exclusion Act in 1882, the life of the Chinese will be even more difficult, and the status is extremely low, and many of them are even confined to living in one area and are not allowed to move around at will, such as San Francisco, which had the largest Chinese population at that time, and the Chinese could only be active in Chinatown for a generation, and they were very likely to be beaten and even killed by some extreme whites.

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

The white rough man immediately stood up and looked at Jiang Hao's side, his eyes were full of vigilant gaze, but when he saw the fierce guy behind Jiang Hao, he immediately felt a little cowardly, "What are you going to do." ”

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

"He's such a damn monkey, I asked him to wash my clothes, and he didn't wash me and tried to ask me for money, damn it, they guys should go to eat feed and not stay in the city." The white rough man said foul language.

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

In this era, at the beginning, the Chinese participated in the construction of railways and gold panning, and later after the construction of the railways and the gold rush subsided, the Chinese began to make a living in other ways, such as small shops, laundry rooms, restaurants, clothing stores, etc.

The white man felt that his mind was pierced, and he was a little annoyed, "What's the matter with you, I advise you not to make trouble for yourself." ”

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

Rumble!

Rumble!

Behind Jiang Hao, a two-meter-tall giant man walked out, stepping on the stairs with heavy footsteps, and the shaking corridor couldn't help but roar.

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

The white rough man was frightened, and subconsciously touched the gun on his waist.

"Bang!"

A bullet came from the side, and it hit the gun in the leg of the white rough man, and the gun flew out at once.

Pete picked up the revolver and blew on his mouth, smiling at the rough man.

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

The white man's face was pale with fright, and his voice trembled.

"Will you apologize, apologize to him." Jiang Hao pointed to the Chinese who were still lying on the ground and said.

The white man was stunned: "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 let my subordinates dig a pit and plant you in the ground, don't worry, only half of it will be planted, but, head down!" ”

The white rough 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 it up." Jiang Hao said softly.

Vane immediately stepped forward, and grabbed the rough man with his palm like a big fan, and the rough man was frightened and wanted to resist, and punched Vane.

"Smack!"

Wayne's big hand grabbed the rough man's fist, "Hmm~" As soon as his hand was forced, he broke the rough man's hand aside, "Ah~~" The rough man let out a cry of pain, and Vane raised his fist again and smashed it on the guy's stomach.

"Poof~~"

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

"No, it's not for you, that's all." Jiang Hao said lightly.

Do you use reasons to bully people!

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

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

At this moment, the Chinese also recovered a little, slowly stood up and sat on the ground, looking at everything that happened in front of him in a daze, very helpless.

Jiang Hao walked to the strong man's side, searched out a money bag from him, checked it, and handed it directly to the Chinese, "The money for washing clothes, and the compensation for beating you." ”

When the Chinese saw it, he shook his hand again and again, "Sir, no, I can't ask for it." ”

"Why can't you ask for it, this is what he should compensate." The Chinese looked at the rough white man who was still kneeling in the corridor, and said timidly: "Sir, if I take the money, he will definitely retaliate, so forget it." ”

This is the thinking of the Chinese people in this era, more is better than less, as long as you can survive, you will not resist, even if it is difficult, you will grit your teeth and persevere.

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