The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 590: Be Glad for Your Wisdom

After Chen Zhengwei went upstairs, A Long sat on the sofa in the hotel and smoked a cigarette before asking someone to call a thug.

"Has she been in contact with anyone recently?"

"No! Brother Long, Ahua and I have been keeping an eye on her. We even checked every store she visited." The henchman said immediately.

"You can be so patient!" Aaron smiled and stretched out his hand to signal his men that they could leave.

In fact, he discovered the problem in San Francisco.

This woman is so stupid.

The reason I brought her to Texas was because I thought they must have already made arrangements in San Francisco.

If the people behind her followed her, she would be more easily exposed in this unfamiliar environment.

If Aaron hadn't been suspicious of her, he wouldn't have brought her here at all, but would have settled her directly in San Francisco.

He came out to work, and even if he needed women, there were plenty of them on the streets.

In the evening, when Aaron returned to his room, he smelled a strong smell of beef, onions and cheese.

Catherine came over to hang up Aaron's clothes, sniffed him, and then smiled naturally, "Drinking again?"

"I prepared onion soup for you. Drinking it will make you feel better."

"It smells delicious!" Aaron rolled up his sleeves with a smile, walked to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the pot. A fragrant aroma accompanied by hot steam hit his face.

Catherine has been trying to give Aaron the feeling of home, although she hasn't done it very well, but you can see that she is trying hard.

This is exactly what Aaron likes.

Sometimes a clumsy attempt is more exciting than doing it with ease.

The core of the beauty trap is never just about beauty.

Aaron actually likes this very much and he longs for such a family life.

"pity!"

"What?" Catherine asked in confusion.

"I mean it smells good! I'll drink more later." Aaron said with a smile.

Aaron drank a bowl of soup and his body warmed up.

"No one except my mother ever made soup for me."

Aaron smiled and picked up Catherine and threw her onto the bed. Catherine immediately laughed and exclaimed from time to time.

Then it becomes a more primitive sound.

At night, Catherine fell into a deep sleep. Aaron leaned against the head of the bed, smoked a cigarette, and looked down at the woman next to him.

I have to say, even though he knew this woman had ulterior motives, Aaron still quite liked the soup she made.

After a moment, Aaron opened the drawer, took out a revolver from under the drawer and pointed it at Catherine's forehead.

Aaron looked at her carefully for a moment, then suddenly pulled the trigger.

boom!
Blood spurted out and stained the back of Aaron's hand.

"It's a more pleasant death this way, without pain and fear. It's better than being tortured!"

"If only you were a little smarter! I wanted to pretend I didn't know... but even my boss saw it!"

"I won't ask who is behind you! We have so many enemies, this one won't make a difference." Aaron put the gun aside, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then washed his hands carefully.

He returned to the room, put on his clothes, picked up the gun, and opened the door.

Several thugs were waiting outside.

"Brother Long!"

"Bury him! Tell the outside world that he died of illness!" Aaron said expressionlessly and left without looking back. As soon as he went downstairs and walked out of the apartment, he saw a drunkard on the street.

Aaron walked over and kicked the man to the ground, then grabbed him by the collar and slapped him in the face.

"look at me!"

Another slap in the face.

"I told you to fucking look at me!"

"Look at me, can you understand? Don't you fucking understand what people are saying? Why are you so stupid?" Aaron slapped the other person twice again.

"Sir, I've been watching you!" The drunkard was beaten with blood all over his face. He was sober now. He raised his hands with pleading eyes.

"Fuck!" Aaron angrily let go of the other person's collar, took out a wad of money, probably a few hundred dollars, from his pocket, and threw it at him.

Then strode away.

The two thugs knew he was in a bad mood and hurried to catch up.

……

The next day at noon, when Chen Zhengwei was having breakfast, Aaron came over with a smile.

"Brother Wei, the food is so rich, take me with you! Sister Wanyun, do you mind?"

"Wash your hands and come here! Otherwise your claws will scratch you everywhere!" Chen Zhengwei said casually.

"I just washed it." Aaron said with a smile.

This was a dining table for four. Wanyun was originally sitting opposite Chen Zhengwei, and A-Long simply pulled a chair and sat in the aisle.

Aaron said as he ate, "It's solved. But we didn't find out who's behind her."

"It doesn't matter. We have so many enemies! Just be more sober." Chen Zhengwei said.

"That's what I think. Don't worry, Brother Wei. I will definitely stay sober. Women are everywhere. As long as I throw out some money, those women will line up and climb into my bed." Aaron laughed, and then changed the subject:
"Of course, if there is someone as gentle and virtuous as Sister Wanyun, Brother Wei will definitely introduce her to me."

"Sister Wanyun is hard to find even with a lantern. She is different from those outside!"

"Tiantian speaks so nicely! Wanyun must be concerned about it." Chen Zhengwei smiled.

After dinner, Juan's telegram came back.

Federico Betancourt, who once studied in the United States, joined the Northern Army as an individual in 1862 and participated in the Civil War.

After the Cuban War of Independence began in 1868, he returned to Cuba to lead the independence army and was one of the more famous commanders in the independence army.

He is also the current head of the Betancourt family.

This patriarchal family structure is very common in Europe, and Cuba's large families are almost all Spanish, so they naturally inherited this tradition.

The Betancourt family has considerable influence in the Oriental Province in eastern Cuba and the Camaguey Province in central Cuba, and owns a large number of plantations.

"No wonder he is so smart!" Chen Zhengwei looked at the telegram and smiled. He guessed that this guy should have many acquaintances in the United States.

So much smarter than other Cuban bumpkins.

Later in the afternoon, the two men came to visit again.

Federico Betancourt agreed to conduct the transaction in Xiwara and met with Chen Zhengwei.

"I'm looking forward to meeting him!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile. "I like to become friends with big families in every region, so that business will go more smoothly!"

"Mr. Betancourt is also looking forward to meeting you!" the two Cuban guests said respectfully.

"That's it!" Chen Zhengwei quickly signaled the two that they could leave.

Soon, he asked someone to call Aaron over.

"Brother Wei, is the deal settled?"

"Everything is going well, you can start now!" Chen Zhengwei said directly.

"You can take your people and set off tomorrow. Go and arrange for the goods to be loaded onto the ship now, and hold a meeting in the evening." Aaron then arranged for people to load the necessary supplies onto the ship, including a large amount of canned food, medicine, guns and ammunition, and even a lot of machetes and shovels to cut through the vines while traveling.

In the evening, in addition to Aaron, there were also some battalion commanders and squadron leaders who had just arrived in Galveston, such as Chen Yonglu, Wen Bingzhong and others.

A group of people were in the conference room, surrounded by smoke, and it was almost impossible to see them clearly.

When Chen Zhengwei came in, everyone stood up: "Brother Wei!" "Boss!"

"I thought there was a fire here!" Chen Zhengwei waved his hands, trying to drive away the smoke around him, but it was of no use.

Even a heavy smoker like him can't stand the environment here.

"It's just a war meeting, why are you closing the doors and windows?"

"Go open the windows and the door!"

"Have someone guard the stairs!"

Chen Zhengwei signaled his men to hang up the map.

Is a map of Cuba, covering most of the Cuban region's terrain and rivers.

But as for the accuracy... it's just passable. This is how maps of this era are.

"You should know the specific situation. There are 50,000 Chinese in Cuba. Like some of you, they were sold there and became de facto slaves!"

"While Cubans are seeking freedom, the Chinese have become the new slaves there!"

"I considered buying those people back before...but the Cubans treated me like a fool! This made me very unhappy, so I decided to talk to them in a different way!" Chen Zhengwei said straight to the point.

"Brother Wei, just say it directly. We will do whatever you say! The current status of us Chinese in the United States is the result of you and me fighting for it! As long as you open your mouth, I will twist off the head of anyone who dares to say another word." Aaron spoke immediately.

"Yes, boss, we will all listen to you!" Wen Bingzhong and others followed suit.

No one has any doubt about this.

"Of course you have to listen to me. I'm very angry now, so I plan to twist their heads off!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, then walked to the map and picked up a pen.

“Cuba is a long island, long from east to west and short from north to south.”

“The shortest point is only 60 kilometers wide, and the longest point is only 200 kilometers!”

"That means you can cross Cuba in five to six days at most from anywhere."

"This time you will land in Sagua La Grande, Nuevitas, and Baracoa." Chen Zhengwei marked three ports on the map.

Located on the northern coast of central and eastern Cuba respectively.

"Juan's men will be waiting for you there and will show you the way!"

"You will be divided into small teams and go to..." Chen Zhengwei drew lines on the map with the three ports as fulcrums.

"To the interior and south of Cuba respectively!"

"Find those local families and hang them! Hang even their dogs!"

"After that, you can return along other routes! There will be ships to pick you up!"

This is just the first step of the plan. Kill as many Cuban families as possible before they become alert and react.

As for the following content, there is no need to talk about it now.

"Remember, in Cuba, your biggest enemy is not the Cubans! It is the local environment, mosquitoes, poisonous snakes, water and food."

"These things will cause more casualties than the Cubans."

"So you must learn to boil the water and drink it! If you don't want to die there!"

"Also, the time to take action is the evening of the tenth day from now!"

"It takes three days to get from here to Cuba. You will board the ship tomorrow. Once you arrive in Cuba, you will decide the time of departure based on the distance."

Chen Zhengwei allocated manpower according to the goals of each team. There was no need to give too many instructions for this kind of battle.

As he said, the local environment is more dangerous than the Cubans.

"Do you have any other questions?" Chen Zhengwei asked casually.

"We already know a target... If we encounter the Spanish army..." Wen Bingzhong asked.

"Let Juan's people go and negotiate. If they can't handle it... as long as there are no survivors, no one can prove that it was you who did it!" Chen Zhengwei said lightly.

"Or, as long as you don't get caught, can the Spanish Governor still come to me about this?"

If they were caught by the Spanish and the Spanish governor came to visit them, it would be very troublesome.

He also had to negotiate with the Spanish Governor, or kill the Spanish Governor.

Although if they want to swallow Cuba, they will have to fight the Spaniards sooner or later, it is too early now.

"Boss, if we kill those families, what will we do with the local Chinese workers?" Chen Yonglu asked in a deep voice.

"They don't have legs? Let them go to the port! How long they can survive depends on their luck!" Chen Zhengwei said slowly:
"People must rely on themselves!"

"They can't fight, and they can't even run for their lives? Even pigs are better than them!"

"No more questions, right? One last thing. If you meet the Cuban Independence Army... you can tell them. Those white people will not bring them freedom! They are just trying to gamble with the Spanish Governor for their own interests, and then compromise!"

"But I can! I can help them!"

Chen Zhengwei decided to sow some seeds among the independence army.

The Cuban War of Independence lasted for ten years, but in the end the independence forces did not get the results they wanted.

Cuba did not gain independence and slavery was not abolished.

This made many people dissatisfied.

Therefore, Cuba's independence army had long since split into small organizations.

The largest part, of course, is led and controlled by those families.

But there are still many small independent armies, and Chen Zhengwei thinks he can win them over. They can help him deal with ordinary people in Cuba.

Everyone stood up and left. Chen Zhengwei sat there looking at the map on the wall, thinking in his mind.

The first step of this operation is easy.

The main thing is how to defeat the resistance of those families.

How to make them integrate their strength and fight against me.

That falls to the Betancourt family.

The next evening, a small dock in Galveston was blocked, and then teams of Chinese people boarded the ship with guns.

Meanwhile, the Cuban families were unaware of any danger.

For them, it was a year ago that someone wanted to buy the Chinese laborers on their plantation, and they just refused.

It is only occasionally mentioned at banquets, and they mostly lament that Chinese labor contracts are becoming increasingly expensive.

Fortunately, they did not agree to sell them.

Otherwise they will lose a lot of money.

This made them very glad for their wisdom.