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torch!
Torches were burning in the streets. Thousands of men and women, shouting wildly, rushed into Chinatown and dragged out all the Chinese. The crazy people on the streets hung them on the gallows in the city center.
Sling.
The Chinese who were driven out of their homes and looted all knelt on the ground in horror and prayed, hoping that these people would show mercy.
But their prayers and kneeling were meaningless. These crazy white people didn't care about all this. They directly dragged the Chinese with their hands tied to the gallows.
"Hang them, hang the damn old Chinese!"
A white woman yelled crazily, and she even personally put a noose on the pleading Chinese.
Amid frantic shouting, five Chinese were hanged. For a moment, the square was filled with cheers.
Later, six more Chinese were dragged up, but their cries did not bring any mercy. A white child even ran over and actively asked for execution.
Kill!
That's what's going on here.
"Tom, I'm Gene, I'm Gene..."
While being dragged to the gallows, Dr. Tong Ji'en saw a white man, the white restaurant owner he had treated, and he immediately shouted.
"I am Jean, please help me. I have gold and diamond rings. Please, please help me..."
Then Tong Ji'en told the white people. Many of those white people were his patients in the past and usually respected him, but what about now?
They wanted to kill him like crazy people.
"Please, please let me go. I will give you all the gold and diamond rings. Just let me go. These are all yours."
However, before he could finish speaking, the white man he had saved walked over and knocked him to the ground with his palm, then put the barrel of a gun against his mouth and said.
"Damn it, boy, the gold is there, take it out!"
For him, nothing is more important than gold. What savior?
This is not important at all.
"Please, Tom, I have cured your disease, please let me go, just let me go...ah!"
Suddenly, Tong Ji'en cried out in pain, and Tom cut off his finger with a knife.
"Where's the damn gold? Tell me! Where did you hide the gold?"
"Hey... please, Tom, we are friends..."
"Friend, damn, who can be China's old friend!"
Tom stuffed the barrel of the gun into his throat, and then directly pulled the trigger. When the gunshot sounded, Doctor Tong stopped struggling. His eyes were filled with confusion until he died.
Why did Tom kill him?
They are obviously friends!
"Bah! You damn old Chinese!"
Tom spat viciously, and then he and several other white men took away the gold and diamond rings from him.
The massacre continued. Just as the crazy mob dragged another row of Chinese people to the gallows and pulled the trigger amidst shouts of "hang them", Los Angeles Chief Justice James Byrne led a dozen of his subordinates.
Came over on horseback, shooting as he rode.
"Damn it, stop it, stop it!"
The arrival of the chief justice stopped the ensuing massacre. Then he looked at the more than a hundred Chinese people who were tied up and the corpses on the ground, and shouted loudly, "Excuse me."
"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"
Although the massacre was stopped, James Bourne did not arrest anyone. In his opinion, it was enough to prevent the massacre from continuing.
After all, he had ordered the police to stand at the intersection of Chinatown to protect the survivors. This was the most benevolent and righteous act.
When the 154 surviving Chinese returned to Chinatown, it was already a mess. All the shops were smashed and looted, and even the ground was stained red with blood.
While the survivors were crying, the white people who participated in the robbery and massacre, including Bilderland, Billy and others, went to the bar to drink and celebrate. While drinking, they boasted about killing several "Chinese"
"Old". A thug with bloodstains on his clothes showed off proudly:
"God can testify, I killed three Chinese old men!"
When his shout ended, the bar was filled with cheers. But in the corner of the bar, Bilderland counted the money greedily, and distributed the thick stacks of banknotes to his friends.
, said while saying.
“These Chinese people are so rich!”
"Yeah, damn it, if it wasn't for Bourne, we could have stolen more money..."
"Hey, friends, it's right for Bourne to stop this. At least he didn't arrest any of our people!"
Early the next morning, the "Los Angeles News" directly reported the incident as "Chinatown Massacre". Soon, the massacre attracted the attention of the American media, and even removed the Chicago Fire that occurred at the same time from the front page of the "New York Times"
It was squeezed out of the headlines. Americans on the East Coast and some politicians accused this atrocity.
On October 25, that is, at noon the day after the incident occurred, the news reached the Beihai Governor's Mansion through telegrams from Chinese businessmen in San Francisco. When he learned the news, Liang Baitao was shocked and even asked repeatedly.
"is that true?"
"Yes!"
"Is the news confirmed?"
"Yes, we've confirmed it!"
"How many of us have those damn white pigs killed!"
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Liang Baitao roared and asked.
"Of the 20 people, 18 were kidnapped and killed by thugs. There are only 172 Chinese in Los Angeles' Chinatown!"
"What the hell!"
The furious Liang Baitao yelled.
"Quick, mobilize our troops immediately!"
"Mobilize the army? Sir, what are you doing?"
"Go to the border and demand justice for our people!"
Liang Baitao shouted as he took down the pistol and saber from the rack. He was both a governor and an officer.
"But, sir, your Majesty's side..."
"Send a telegram to His Majesty!"
Liang Baitao gave a deep drink.
"Tell your Majesty what happened there! Damn America, do they really think we are soft persimmons and won't have any reaction?"
When Liang Baitao mobilized the garrison in Beihai, only a few hours later, an encrypted telegram was transmitted to Yingtian through the telegraph line. Upon receiving Liang Baitao's telegram, Zuo Zongtang immediately roared.
"Old America, you go too far to bully others. Do you really think that I have no men in the Ming Dynasty?"
Afterwards, he immediately walked out of the office. Several officials were standing outside the office. They also knew that the massacre in Los Angeles had occurred.
"Gentlemen, since the matter has come to this, let's work together!"
The reason Zuo Zongtang said these words was because he knew very well how His Majesty would react after learning about this incident.
"Will there really be a war?"
On the way to the palace, Wang Youling, the Minister of Revenue, asked worriedly.
"Hey, Your Majesty said - I, the Ming Dynasty, am also a member of China. The Chinese people, whether they are from the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, are all Chinese people. In this case, I, the Ming Dynasty, must protect them as my duty, after all...
"
Looking out the car window, Zuo Zongtang pursed his lips.
"My Ming Dynasty is the orthodoxy of China. Otherwise, we cannot reassure the people!"
His words made Wang Youling's heart sink, and it took him a long time to speak.
"If that's the case, then I'll find a way to raise military expenses!"
This chapter has been completed!