The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 481 Arrogant Chinese

Yaguahai Village is located about ten miles outside the city. Usually there are about a hundred people in the entire village.

It was four o'clock in the morning when hundreds of horses finally arrived near the village.

These horses were searched in the city. They were all cart horses. They couldn’t run fast, and even the saddles were incomplete.

But at least it's better than walking.

"I have to say, everything here is broken, but the road is still good. I thought we would have to walk through mud!" A young man in hunting clothes on horseback said with a smile.

"This road isn't that good," said another young man, looking at the dirt road.

In fact, it is just a dirt road that can only accommodate one carriage, and the road surface is uneven.

"I heard there are a lot of plantations here, growing tobacco and other things, and they always have to be shipped to the port!"

The group turned a corner of the woods and saw a corner of the village.

Xu Li, who was at the front, stopped his horse and asked the merchant who was leading the way, "Is this the place?"

"Yes!"

"Are all of them members from that organization?"

“Yes…” the businessman said in a low voice, his face turning pale.

The others looked at Xu Li: "What should we do?"

"Let's get closer!" Xu Li and others jumped off their horses and walked towards the village with guns.

When I got closer, I realized that there were not many houses with yards here.

Most of them are wooden houses or houses made of mud. They don’t even have doors, and there are just a few curtains hanging at the entrance.

"Those two courtyards are the largest and must have the highest status. Maybe our people are there too."

"We will split into two groups. One group will rush directly into those two courtyards...!"

"Kill the rest!"

After Xu Li finished speaking, a group of people went straight into the village.

Xu Li led a group of people directly to the two large courtyards in the middle of the village.

The hurried and chaotic footsteps woke up some people in the village who were sleeping uneasily. A black man looked out of the window and his pupils suddenly shrank.

There were hundreds of Chinese people in hunting suits in the village.

The same one they tied back those days.

And everyone had a gun in their hands.

The black man's back was suddenly covered in cold sweat, and he kicked his companion directly, waking him up from his sleep.

Then he covered his companion's mouth and pointed outside.

His companion looked at him blankly, rubbed his eyes, and then looked outside. His face suddenly changed and he shouted, "There are enemies!"

This shout immediately woke up many people.

But the next second, a bullet came in from the window.

Da da da!
The two black men hugged their heads and huddled into a ball, not daring to even show their heads.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the Machete on the side, which is a thick-backed knife more than 40 centimeters long.

However, one of them suddenly stiffened and his hand holding the knife handle loosened.

A stream of bright red blood spurted out from his neck.

The wooden walls they used to block bullets were dotted with bullet holes.

"Hurry!" The moment he heard someone shouting, Xu Li led his men to rush towards the two large courtyards in the middle of the village. He kicked the door open and saw a group of people rushing out of the room with guns.

Xu Li and the others didn't even think about it, they just flattened the muzzle of their guns and fired directly.

Those members of the independent organization who were rushing out of the room were shot and fell down one after another.

Inside the room, a tall but thin man, as thin as a stick, huddled against the door with a Colt revolver in his hand. His name was Manuel, and he was the leader of this independent organization.

At this time, several bullets hit the door, leaving bullet holes.

All the people who had just rushed out of the room fell to the ground, blood flowing on the ground. One of them was lying on his back, his eyes facing Manuel.

Manuel looked into the lifeless eyes of a man, with cold sweat on his forehead.

The moment he rushed out just now, he saw the faces of those people clearly.

Then he shrank back to the door.

Otherwise he would have been beaten to death as well.

Yesterday, he was still fantasizing about buying food, guns and bullets after getting $100,000.

However, no one expected that the Chinese would come looking for them.

"How did those Chinese find this place? And why are there so many of them?" Manuel was panicked. Hearing the Chinese rushing into the yard, he pointed his gun outside the door and fired randomly without even aiming.

The next second, dozens of bullets hit the door frame next to him.

Manuel held his head and when the gunfire stopped, he quickly ran to the room, opened the window, jumped out, and then hid in the woods.

……

"Search every house!" Xu Li walked inside with a gun in hand, stepping on the corpses on the ground. He saw a locked door at a glance, broke the lock directly, and then kicked the door open.

After rushing in, they saw a cage inside. Inside the cage was a Chinese man who was stripped naked and extremely thin. His body was covered with wounds and it was obvious that he had been tortured.

And there are several fingers missing on the left hand.

"Da Nian? Is he still alive?" Xu Li didn't expect to find the person so easily. He quickly opened the cage and pulled the Chinese out.

Da Nian's face was covered in blood, he looked like an unrecognizable human being, and his whole body was emitting a foul stench.

It was not until he groaned that Xu Li was sure he was still alive, and he quickly took out some water:

"I'm glad you're not dead! Drink some water first!"

After asking someone to take care of Da Nian first, Xu Li went outside to check the situation.

At this time, the village was full of gunfire, mostly from submachine guns and Peace II pistols.

Only occasionally could the sound of other gunfire be heard.

A thug was leaning against a wooden house where someone had just fired shots.

He took out a grenade, removed the safety and threw it in.

There were two black men holding old-fashioned rifles hiding inside. When they saw the grenade flying in, a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes.

boom!
The wooden house was blown open and large pieces of wood debris flew out along with the shock wave of the grenade explosion.

"Ah!" The thug who threw the grenade screamed, and saw a piece of broken wood stuck in his shoulder like a dagger.

Not only that, he felt like a row of nails were driven into his back.

He jumped up and down with the gun in hand and found his companion: "Look at my back."

His companion took a look and saw that his back was covered with sawdust.

"Wow, so miserable, like a hedgehog!" "Fuck!" The henchman was furious.

The battle in the village didn't last long. In just ten minutes, the battle was almost over.

"There are a few survivors. Do you want to kill them all together?" someone asked Xu Li.

"No! Keep them!" Xu Li hurriedly stopped others.

Then he asked people to bring the few survivors over. They were all thin young men. Although they lowered their heads, when they occasionally looked up, there was deep hatred in their eyes.

Xu Li didn't care about the hatred in their eyes at all, and sneered: "Our boss wants you to understand one thing!"

"This place is too far from heaven, but too close to him!"

"Please tell others about this!"

"I'm afraid you've forgotten what I said..." Xu Li took out a revolver from his waist and shot each person in the leg.

"That way you won't forget!"

Then Xu Li and others left.

All that was left of the independent organization's lair was a ruin riddled with bullet holes, corpses scattered all over the ground, and a few survivors.

More than half an hour later, Manuel came back only after he was sure that the Chinese had left.

However, what they saw was a house full of bullet holes and corpses everywhere. There were also several desperate members of the organization dragging their injured legs and constantly checking the corpses, hoping to find a few more living people inside.

Yet most of the time there is only disappointment and deeper despair.

"Manuel..." After seeing Manuel coming back, the eyes of those independent organization members showed some life, and tears kept flowing down their eyes.

"Dead, they are all dead..."

"Ah--!" Manuel looked at the tragic situation in the village and let out a shrill and hateful roar.

After a long while, he asked, "How did they let you go?"

"They left us here so that we could bring back a message!"

“This place is too far from heaven, but very close to their boss!”

"Who is their boss?" Manuel's eyes were bloodshot. He remembered that the Chinese man who was captured said that their boss was very powerful.

He didn't remember the man's name, he just knew he was an American.

"We must take revenge, we must make them pay with blood!" Manuel roared. Although he didn't know how to take revenge, he needed to calm the remaining people.

He also has to meet with other independent organizations.

He wanted to tell them that his people were killed by the Spanish accomplices, a group of executioners, a group of Chinese.

And get a little help from other independent organizations.

It took Manuel and the remaining few people two days to bury all their companions.

At the same time, he also received another piece of news that the gang that helped them raise funds in the city...only three people survived, and the rest were all killed.

With even deeper hatred, Manuel packed up all his valuables and went to find other independent organizations.

He still has some connections with other organizations.

……

In the slums of another city, Villa Clara, another independent organization is located.

In a dilapidated building, a group of black people were standing against the wall or in front of the window, each holding a rifle in his hand.

Although these people are also thin, they look quite strong.

Manuel looked at these people with envy that was hard to conceal in his eyes.

Ramon, the leader of this organization, asked in surprise:
"Spanish executioners? Chinese? Chinese on the plantations?"

When Ramon and his men saw Manuel's miserable condition and heard what he said, they looked at each other and found it somewhat unbelievable.

"It's different from them! It's another group of Chinese. They are all a group of executioners! In addition, after they killed all the people in our organization, they said something!"

"what?"

"This place is too far from heaven, but very close to them!" Manuel took a deep breath.

"Arrogant!" Ramon and his men cursed after hearing this.

I have never seen such arrogant Chinese people.

"Who are they?" Ramon asked coldly.

His organization is much stronger than the Justice and Freedom Organization. It not only has more people, but also more guns.

The Justice and Freedom Organization had only a hundred people and a dozen guns.

He had five or six hundred men and more than a hundred guns.

He felt that those people should be taught a lesson.

"I don't know... I only know that he is an American." Manuel looked a little embarrassed.

"You don't even know who he is?" Ramon snorted coldly. After thinking for a while, he sent someone to Santa Clara to inquire.

In just a few days, they found out through some channel.

Chen Zhengwei, United States.

After all, Juan helped Chen Zhengwei come to Cuba to find various plantation owners to negotiate the exchange of Chinese. Although it was unsuccessful, many plantation owners knew about Chen Zhengwei.

At the same time, the words left by Chen Zhengwei also spread through their channels.

The news also reached the Ruiz family.

On that day, Situ Ye and his men controlled Carlos Ruiz. Before noon the next day, Situ Ye and his men left by boat.

Then the news reached the Ruiz family.

An American sent his men to Cuba, wounded and kidnapped Carlos Ruiz, and then massacred a local gang and independent group.

This made the Ruiz family and several local big families extremely angry.

Especially after the sentence "This place is far from heaven, but very close to me" spread through a certain channel.

"Insanity!"

You have to know that the reason these families were able to obtain their current status was not through their eloquence, but through fighting with the Spaniards.

During the ten years of war, countless people died and countless veterans were trained.

Even though they heard that Chen Zhengwei was very influential in the United States and even fought a war with the US government.

This will not make them afraid at all.

You know, Spain is stronger than the United States.

Spain stationed 8 to 10 infantry in Cuba and also had a powerful navy.

And they also fought the Spanish.

(End of this chapter)