mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 501 The Desperate Hua Gong

Zhao Chuanxin thought for a while and said: "I need you to lead the way, and I will take you out after taking the money."

At this time, Claris did not hide her shrewdness: "You won't leave me there to die, will you? Huertas is a smart and cruel man. He has never been soft on the enemy and knows how to stand in line."

"Our situation is like, you don't feel safe, and I don't know anyone. Let's work together?"

This time, Zhao Chuan took the chestnut out of the fire, and he really fought alone.

No companions, not even familiar with the road, and not equipped with Fortitude Armor.

He only knew that the two ends of the canal connected the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean.

Claris was equally optimistic and bold: "If you insist on the money, then I will help you once. However, I must explain that I only heard that he has a drying room where gold, silver and jewels are piled up like a mountain, but I have not seen it with my own eyes. Once, I just took a look from afar."

Zhao Chuanxin was surprised: "So, have you been to Uertas' home?"

Claris hesitated for a moment: "I have."

Zhao Chuanxin knew that the relationship between Claris and Uertas was different from what he thought.

But these are none of his business.

He took out a pen and paper: "I have an idea. Now, you say, I draw, let's figure out the terrain first."

"Ok."

The two collaborated on the painting.

Claris described stumbling because of her limited English skills.

But in general, a simple map was finally drawn.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the gate and said, "We will enter from here."

Claris stared wide-eyed: "There are guards here, and there are quite a few people. Aren't thieves usually over the wall?"

"Listen to me, you are right." Zhao Chuanxin vowed. "Now, I have to make some preparations."

As he spoke, he took out the paper pig and took it apart, folding it into a paper airplane.

Clarice was dumbfounded: "This is your preparation?"

……

The dinner in Uertas was attended by people of all colors.

There are white people, there are yellow people, and there are mixed-race Latinos with darker skin than yellow people.

The whites are dominated by William Emory and MC Keith, the former is the supreme commander in Panama, and the latter is the head of the United Fruit Company in Central America.

The people of yellow race are mainly Akira Takahashi, who is the representative of Nippon Plant Fertilizer Co., Ltd. in Hawaii, and is preparing to enter Central and South America. Originally, they were mainly in Brazil, because there are the most Japanese immigrants there, and they will be invited by Huertas to catch up with today's banquet.

On the Latin American side, there was only Huertas, and Panamanian President Manuel Amado was not invited.

This is an interesting phenomenon.

At this time, a group of people are chatting.

For the time being, Akira Takahashi could only listen and could not intervene.

MC Keith said: "I heard that General Huertas has a beautiful confidante? Why didn't she come? I really envy you Panamanians. A man can marry many wives and have countless lovers."

Huertas frowned: "She is not feeling well today."

William Emory was smoking a cigar, and his body sank deep in the soft leather sofa: "General Huertas, I heard that you have stockpiled a batch of weapons recently? Do you want to expand your army?"

Huertas' face changed slightly: "In Panama, there are no real visionaries. The situation is unpredictable, and I just prepare in advance."

William Emory joked: "Our marines will protect this three-acre land, but you don't need to worry about it."

Uertas' face was even more ugly.

Panama does not have the ability to dig a canal.

But the Panama Canal is too profitable and has not yet been fully opened. Every day, money flows into the account. Whether it is Manuel Amado or Uertas, they are very eye-catching.

This kind of ambition will be soaked in pink eye disease and become more and more inflated, so that later Uertas has hundreds of thousands of troops, seriously threatening the status of Manuel Amado.

Manuel Amado cried to American Dad.

The United States said that if this problem is not resolved, Uertas will be made to look good.

In the end, Uertas had no choice but to disband part of the army, and the remaining military power was returned to Manuel Amado.

But that's another story.

At this time, Uertas was still lucky and felt that he could grow himself from both sides.

MC Keith was a pleasure to listen to.

The United Fruit Company of the United States is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Mainly in Costa Rica, they built railways in various countries in Central America, taking this as a prerequisite to gradually control the banana plantations in Costa Rica, Panama, Colombia and other countries.

In 1899, on cheap land in Nicaragua, Jamaica, Honduras, Guatemala, Cuba and other countries, railways were built, ships were purchased, and it developed into a monopoly organization covering various departments from production, processing, transportation to sales.

In this era, whenever it comes to monopoly, it is accompanied by bloody means.

Just like Rockefeller.

MC Keith added fuel to the fire: "General Huertas, I heard that there was a riot on the canal during the day today? Has the murderer been found? My business partners in Honduras and Colombia told me that soldiers from these two countries were intercepted and killed."

The United Fruit Company's favorite thing to do is to collude with reactionary forces in various countries, fan the flames, and manipulate politics.

To him, this kind of thing is like poking a silly dog ​​against a wall.

And Uertas looks like a silly dog ​​who likes to bite people.

Wherever the United Fruit Company went, it formed its own economic system, and even made its own laws on the United Fruit Company's estates. It was extremely arrogant and vile, and often formed a "state within a state" locally.

However, history rarely mentions the United Fruit Company, which really underestimates this company.

Huertas put the wine glass on the table and said viciously: "In Panama, no one dares to be so presumptuous. No matter who he is, I will definitely catch him and make him pay in blood."

When he said this, Huertas showed a cruel appearance. He didn't look like a general. With his three-button shirt open, his chest made up of chest hair, and his greasy and trembling flesh, he looked like a bandit leader.

MC Keith smiled and said, "Actually, I can help."

Uertas was stunned: "Mr. Keith, do you know the murderer?"

MC Keith shook his head: "No, but there are many Chinese workers in our company's manor. The Chinese are a very strange group. They don't like to fight on their own, and they form groups wherever they go. If you want to find someone among them, you usually only need to find one of them."

Huertas looked fierce: "That would be great."

MC Keith gave the secretary a few words.

It didn't take more than 10 minutes before a dry and skinny Chinese laborer was brought over with a timid look on his face.

William Emory frowned and covered his nose symbolically, as if the smell coming from Hua Gong was unpleasant.

In fact, it was the same. The Chinese workers were ragged and dirty, and looked as if they had just finished their work in the rain.

Working in this kind of weather is evident.

The little Japanese Akira Takahashi next to him had a meaningful smile on his lips.

He was very ghostly, and immediately thought of it: Bringing people here so soon, it can be seen that MC Keith has long been prepared.

But he didn't finish the interrogation earlier, but took it to the scene to operate, which is intriguing.

MC Keith asked the Chinese worker, "Do you know what happened on the canal today?"

Huagong is honest and honest, and dare not look at these people.

He was so thin and dark-skinned that he looked darker than Uertas.

When he spoke, his cheekbones moved up and down, which, combined with his tomboy and long braids, looked eccentric.

He said, "Sir, I know."

"Very good." MC Keith asked: "I know that the murderer is a Chinese. Then, tell me, who is the murderer?"

Hua Gong shook his head in confusion: "Although I know, I have been working in the manor today. I really don't know about this."

His English is very blunt, but his sentences are fluent, obviously he has put in a lot of effort to learn it.

MC Keith stood up and walked towards Hua Gong: "What's your name?"

Seeing this, Hua Gong was extremely nervous, with a little fear and helplessness in his eyes: "Sir, my name is Tao Chen."

"Chen, do you know the law of our manor?" MC Keith asked viciously, looking at Chen Tao, not like looking at a person, as if looking at an animal: "You dare to lie to me? I know you Chinese, as long as the murderer is Chinese, you must recognize it."

Chen Tao was about to cry, and said helplessly, "Sir, but I really don't know? I have been working conscientiously in the manor, and all the workers can testify..."

He bit down on the word "conscientious and conscientious" in an attempt to impress MC Keith. After all, in the Qing Dynasty, landlords would at least take their reputation into consideration in front of others, and hoped that MC Keith would do the same.

But he was obviously wrong, the people here didn't treat him as a human being at all, and they didn't care what he thought.

Not knowing what to think, MC Keith raised the Civilization Staff in his hand and swung it down with a whistling wind.

Snapped……

Chen Tao's forehead was bruised and bleeding profusely.

After being hit hard, Chen Tao howled, but the fear itself outweighed the pain.

He begged bitterly: "Mr. Keith, please let me go, I really don't know..."

Snapped……

Another stick.

"Speak or not?"

"I'm really working..."

MC Keith held up the civilized stick, and it fell on Chen Tao like raindrops, crackling and twitching, and immediately there were bruises and purple spots, and there was no good place.

He beat Chen Tao until he cried and cried, rolling all over the floor.

In the end, Chen Tao had no choice but to shout: "Mr. Keith, Mr. Keith, wait..."

MC Keith stopped, looked at him with a smile, and waited for the next step.

Chen Tao said weakly: "I have a friend who works on the canal. I can ask him, maybe he saw something..."

MC Keith turned his head to look at Uertas, his face not without pride: "In the manor, there are laws. But outside the manor, you need to come by yourself."

That demeanor, as if beating Chen Tao can make him look taller, as if he is a master.

Isn't America abolishing slavery?

Look, on the outside, Lao Tzu is still the owner of the manor.

Uertas called his subordinates: "Go to the canal, and arrest a man named Zhang Shangzhi at the construction site on the section of the Mountain of Hope."

"Yes."

Chen Tao's heart was so cold.

He was beaten severely just now, and because of the fear in his heart, he made such a bad move.

He knew that the United Fruit Company had its own laws, but they couldn't control outsiders.

I thought it would be fine, but looking at this posture, it seems that my friend has been dragged into the water.

He regretted it.

(End of this chapter)