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Chapter 44 Revenge from Huagong (Second update, please push, please accept)
People are so unlucky that they can choke to death if they drink cold water.

Although Fang Zhanbo didn't know how he would die, he knew that he was absolutely unlucky.

He was born in the Fang family in Tongcheng, and his ancestor was Fang Yizhi, one of the four sons. Logically speaking, he also had a deep family background. He could inherit the ancestral system, and Fang's children were not allowed to be official.

If you don't become an official, don't be an official.But you have to get a reputation.

After being admitted as a scholar at the age of sixteen, Fang Zhanbo originally planned to stay at home for the rest of his life, pass on his family education, and then have children.

The original life was like this, but he never thought that the long hair from Guangxi went down the south of the Yangtze River. When he went to visit friends with the book boy that day, he never thought that he encountered long hair halfway.

Then, he became long-haired in a daze. Fortunately, he could read and write, otherwise he might have become cannon fodder and died somewhere.After he got in by luck, he was still wondering if this was the rhythm of his success.

But he never thought that the East Prince's Mansion was killed overnight. Fortunately, he escaped quickly, otherwise his life would have been lost.

He had just been demoted to the army with others, and before he was looking forward to returning to his hometown, he became a legendary "pigboy". contract worker".

Where is Brazil?

Fang Zhanbo didn't even know about his family background.

Life in the Qing Dynasty was difficult, and life as a "contract worker" was even more difficult. In the blink of an eye, he has spent nearly four years here, eating sweet potatoes and drinking dirty water every day.The young master of the Fang family, who has never had a hard time since he was a child, can eat such food with gusto now, there is no way, he is hungry!
The same is true for other people, just like Li Gousheng, who is from his hometown, sighed while eating:

"Master Fang, speaking of it, we eat well here. Not to mention being full, we can still eat a piece of meat. In the Qing Dynasty, let alone meat, even sweet potatoes can be full. It is God's blessing. ..."

That's it... Young master, when I'm at home, I eat white rice!
Even though he said so, Fang Zhanbo also knew that in terms of food, the food here for foreigners is really good.Sweet potatoes are enough, and you can eat meat every day. In the Qing Dynasty, even small landlords may not be able to eat meat every day.

But the problem is that those supervisors don't treat people as people, even if they treat them like mules, they can't beat them with a whip.

"I will die here sooner or later, I will die here sooner or later..."

As he said that, Fang Zhanbo looked out again in despair, looking at the sky full of stars, thinking in his heart.

When is this day a head!
I can't see the end at a glance, I guess it will end when I die...

Suddenly, a series of violent explosions sounded from the overseer's dormitory. The light from the explosions lit up half of the sky, and at the same time gunshots rang out.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter, ye, look over there, it exploded! It must be the powder magazine!"

"Ye's not right, it's where the bastards live."

"Bastards? It would be better if all the turtles were killed..."

The so-called "hybrids" are actually mixed-race children. Their fathers are white, and their mothers are often black slaves. Adding milk to coffee turns them into milk tea. However, in the eyes of the Chinese people in the mine, even white-skinned people don't have the heart of a bastard. Ruthless, those bastards beat up, but they were all dealt with to death.

In the eyes of bastards, these Chinese people are not even as good as black slaves. Black slaves are the property of their masters, and when they die, they are a loss. But the Chinese are different. When they die, they die.

"Look, who is that, that guy is, is..."

"It's Wang Dewen and the others!"

"That's right, it's that kid, and others, him, why are they back? And Chen Er..."

Although he didn't know Wang Dewen and Chen Er, Fang Zhanbo had also heard about the group of people who escaped two years ago, how did they come back?
"They came back to save us!"

In an instant, there was a commotion in the shed. The Chinese workers who seemed to have been whipped and beaten with sticks in the past, and who had been tamed long ago, suddenly boiled.

"Brothers, copy guys, kill those foreign devils!"

Without any hesitation or hesitation, the Chinese workers who had been oppressed and abused for four years immediately turned into a group of angry bulls. They rushed out with wooden sticks and shovels, and rushed towards the supervisors. I'm afraid the supervisor has a foreign gun in his hand, so what.

In the sound of gunfire, someone fell down, but the Chinese workers rushed towards the bullets as if they were desperate for their lives.

After a few gunshots, the Chinese laborers rushed over like a group of tigers, hitting the supervisor's body with sticks and shovels, but it was only an instant, and the supervisors and guards on duty in the mining area were knocked down. After a while, their bones were broken and they turned into a pile of bloody rotten meat, but even so, the Chinese workers who had been bullied and abused still did not Let these people go.While cursing these bastards, they used shovels to shovel the rotten meat into a pulp, and the flesh and blood of the dead were thrown everywhere. For a while, the mine was full of severed limbs.

The crazy Chinese workers did not stop their actions, but continued to look for the fish that slipped through the net. Soon, those white-skinned or mixed-race supervisors and guards were all beaten to death.

"Forgive your life, spare your life..."

Kneeling on the ground, Franco looked desperately at Fang Zhanbo who rushed over, but his pleading did not soften his heart, and Fang Zhanbo directly hit him on the head with a wooden stick.

With a "bang", the head split open like a ripe watermelon, with red and white splashes everywhere.

"I'll spare you, you could have spared us in the past..."

Repay kindness with kindness and complain straight, this is the justice in the world.

Of course, those traitors and black-skinned people who aided in the abuse were also pulled out, dragged to the side of the gold mine, and pushed one by one into the crocodile pond beside them. Food, for hungry crocodiles, the people thrown in the gold mine are their food.

"forgive me……"

"Have mercy..."

The begging and crying did not bring any sympathy. When they tried to escape, what awaited them were naturally sticks falling on them. But after a while, there was no one standing in the crocodile pool. There were only bursts of miserable howls. Until this time, their agitated mood was calmed down. Suddenly, someone burst into tears.

"Brother Xu, just look at it, these bastards are thrown in to feed the fish..."

"Brother Chen..."

Under the starlight, the freed Chinese laborers did not have any joy on their faces, only unspeakable pain...

(End of this chapter)