The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 594 Give me war? Are you kidding me?

"Sheriff, those yellow-skinned people are at the beach, and there are still a lot of them there. Should we go and take a look?" A police officer came to the sheriff's house in the small town and asked.

"I remember I gave you guys a holiday!" the sheriff said after looking at him.

"What happens there has nothing to do with us! Or do you want to cause trouble for them with the old thing your father left behind?"

"I am..." The policeman who came to report the news subconsciously wanted to refute.

"Don't do anything! It has nothing to do with us!" the sheriff interrupted him directly.

Although he didn't know Chen Zhengwei's identity, he knew that the people he brought off the ship were not easy to deal with.

Moreover, crew members at the dock said that there were several warships on the sea.

What can they do with just a few guys and a few guns?
As for those others, they were obviously members of the Independence Army, and he didn't want to offend them even more.

Anyway, he can't afford to offend anyone, and he doesn't even dare to show up.

Even if they burned the town down, he would just run away with his family.

After driving the police officer away, the sheriff went to the second-floor window. From there, through the leaves of the building and palm trees in front, he could vaguely see several people standing on the beach.

……

Federico Betancourt and Chen Zhengwei sat at the two ends of a long table covered with a white tablecloth and a vase full of flowers on it.

On one side are the waves constantly hitting the beach, while on the other side are tall palm trees and bushes, and the sunset is setting in the distance.

Federico Betancourt thought the environment was nice and relaxing.

However, Chen Zhengwei didn't feel anything about this. He just thought that this Cuban was being pretentious.

Behind the two stood a large group of men. Chen Zhengwei's men were looking at the natives opposite them who were wearing linen military uniforms.

Especially the opponent's old spear leaning on the ground.

Many people looked at him with disdain.

The maids beside them kept bringing plates in front of the two of them, including grilled lobsters brushed with olive oil and smelling of garlic and thatch, crabs fried with garlic, onions and chilies, and grilled red fish with citrus sauce.

Chen Zhengwei tasted it and found it tasted quite good.

Seeing Chen Zhengwei tasting the food without any suspicion, Federico Betancourt smiled.

"Mr. Chen is well-known in the United States. I have always wanted to meet him! This is a good opportunity."

"Actually, I gave you a chance to get to know each other!" Chen Zhengwei said as he picked up a piece of red silk fish with a fork and put it into his mouth.

"After all, this is Cuba, and many people don't know Mr. Chen. Once they get to know Mr. Chen, I believe they will make the right choice!" said Federico Betancourt.

"I am an impatient person and I won't give people a second chance!" Chen Zhengwei looked up and smiled at the other person.

"In fact, the Chinese in Cuba are not important, but the death of those who don't give me face is very important to me."

"After all, happiness is the most important thing in the world. If anyone makes me unhappy, I will beat him to death!"

"Do you know who Gao Xing is?" Chen Zhengwei said, and then he burst into laughter.

He always had such a great sense of humor.

But Federico Betancourt frowned, as he sensed something unusual in the other party's words.

"What does Mr. Chen want to do?" Federico Betancourt asked tentatively.

"What to do? Of course send someone to beat them to death!" Chen Zhengwei first asked back, then sneered.

Federico Betancourt suddenly fell silent and was unable to speak for a while.

He knew that Chen Zhengwei was tyrannical and overbearing, and he would definitely cause trouble if those people rejected him.

But I didn't expect the other party to be so fierce.

This is Cuba.

And since the other party dared to say these things in front of him, it meant that he had already arranged for people to go out, and they might have arrived now.

Federico Betancourt considers what his attitude should be now.

Chen Zhengwei ignored him and just kept eating the crab in front of him.

For a while, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere on the field became cold.

After a moment, Federico Betancourt changed the subject and said, "So far, 5000 Chinese people have been brought here. There are less than 2000 more who will arrive tomorrow."

"No problem!" Chen Zhengwei nodded.

"But regarding the price, I've changed my mind! I'm going to give you a new price!"

"Mr. Chen, going back on your words is not in keeping with your status!" Federico Betancourt couldn't help but sarcastically remarked.

"Don't you want to hear what my new price is?" Chen Zhengwei looked up at him and asked.

Federico Betancourt took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to make a "please speak" gesture.

"Wait until I kill all those people, then you cooperate with me, coordinate my actions, and sell the Independence Army to me." Chen Zhengwei picked up the silk scarf next to him and wiped his mouth, then wiped his fingers slowly.

"I'll let your family go!"

Hearing this, Federico Betancourt's face suddenly changed, his eyes and voice were cold:
"Sell out the Independence Army? What does that mean?"

"After I wiped out those families, there will definitely be many people who want revenge. You gather those people together, and then I will wipe them out in one fell swoop!"

"For peace! If they all die, there will be peace in Cuba." Chen Zhengwei raised his glass and smiled.

"Isn't this a good idea?"

Federico Betancourt stood up suddenly, his face full of anger:
"Are you crazy?"

He couldn't imagine how Chen Zhengwei could say such a thing. What did he think of their Betancourt family?
Moreover, Chen Zhengwei's inconsistency also made him very angry.

He believed that he had given Chen Zhengwei enough face, and the Betancourt family suffered huge losses just to avoid conflict with the other party.

But the other party actually came up with such an outrageous idea, completely disregarding the Betancourt family and the Independence Army.

It was as if they were just fish on the chopping board.

Although the independent soldiers behind Federico Betancourt could not hear what the two said, they could see the atmosphere at the scene. They immediately raised their guns and pointed them at Chen Zhengwei and others.

Chen Zhengwei's men also raised their submachine guns.

The scene immediately became tense.

"I said, I won't give anyone a second chance!" Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs and looked at the other party, not caring about the guns on the opposite side.

"Arrogance has made you lose your mind!" Federico Betancourt said coldly, his eyes full of sharpness.

"I reject!"

"If you want to start a war, we Cubans will give you war in return! This is Cuba, do you think you can do whatever you want?" "War?" Chen Zhengwei sneered at first, then laughed out loud: "War?"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Before Chen Zhengwei finished his words, he kicked his foot, and the wooden platform under his feet broke into pieces.

He pounced out like a tiger with great power and might.

Federico Betancourt seemed to really see a tiger pouncing towards him, stirring up a bloody wind and opening its bloody mouth towards him.

The three-meter-long table was rushed over by Chen Zhengwei in the blink of an eye.

"Protect the boss!" The independent soldiers behind Federico Betancourt were suddenly shocked and shouted.

Boom!

The two bodyguards with the best shooting skills shot directly at Chen Zhengwei, but Chen Zhengwei twisted his body in the air and grabbed Federico Betancourt's neck in his hands.

Chen Zhengwei raised his hand and lifted him up, using him as a shield.

Those independent armies immediately became cautious.

"Put down Mr. Betancourt!" The bodyguards closest to Betancourt shouted at Chen Zhengwei with their pistols raised.

Chen Zhengwei ignored them, grabbed Betancourt's neck with one hand and snapped his fingers with the other.

"Kill them!"

Then he pulled one leg behind him, and the three-meter-long table rolled directly into the air.

Chen Zhengwei instantly grabbed Betancourt's neck and pulled back, then he stretched out his hand and grabbed the long table, which blocked the two of them.

Completely cover Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei made such a swift move that he pounced on Betancourt and grabbed him, then retreated behind the long table and used it as a shield to protect himself. It took only three seconds.

Not to mention the Independence Army, even Chen Zhengwei's men were stunned.

This is simply not a reaction or action that a human can make.

However, Su Ya reacted the fastest. He pulled the trigger with his hand, and flames and bullets immediately spewed out of the muzzle of the gun. The others also made the same action.

Countless bullets flew in the air, forming a large net that enveloped the independence army.

And the independence troops also fired back.

Accompanied by various chaotic gunshots, large numbers of independent soldiers fell down.

Some of Chen Zhengwei's men were also shot and fell to the ground.

"Why are you shaking? Do you like shaking so much?" Chen Zhengwei grabbed Federico Betancourt's neck with a fierce look on his face, and could feel him shaking from time to time.

It seems to be twitching.

boom!
A bullet pierced through the long table. Chen Zhengwei tilted his head, then looked down and saw that Federico Betancourt's body was dripping with blood.

You don't need to see it to know that Federico Betancourt's back is like a sieve.

However, the table top is at least 3 centimeters thick. Even if the bullet penetrates the table, it has no penetrating power and all of it remains on Federico Betancourt.

In just over ten seconds, Chen Zhengwei's men rushed to Chen Zhengwei while firing guns.

Then surround him inside.

Chen Zhengwei then let go of Federico Betancourt's neck. Betancourt fell directly to the ground, holding his neck and breathing heavily.

"I thought you were pretty smart, so I gave you a chance!" Chen Zhengwei said to Betancourt while squatting in front of him.

However, his voice was drowned out by the sound of gunfire, and even he himself could not hear it clearly.

Chen Zhengwei suddenly became furious.

A slap on Betancourt's face.

With countless bullets raining down on the beach, people from both sides kept falling down, and soon the independent army began to retreat in panic while fighting.

Although there were only a hundred of them, their firepower was like that of a thousand, and there were bullets everywhere.

Even though they were all veterans who had experienced battlefields, they had never encountered such a situation.

In a short period of time, one-third of the people were killed or injured by the other side. People around were shot and fell to the ground, bleeding from their mouths, or died on the spot.

These people were beaten to pieces.

Some people even ran away, thinking only of running as fast and as far as possible.

At this time, as long as you run faster than your companions, there is a hope of survival.

Soon, Chen Zhengwei's men chased after them while firing, and the gunshots became farther and farther away.

Chen Zhengwei looked down at Betancourt at his feet and shouted to the side: "See if he is still alive."

Immediately, one of the thugs turned Betancourt over, and saw that his back was covered in blood and had at least six or seven bullet holes.

"Brother Wei, it's like a sieve... But he's not dead yet! The bullet has no penetrating power after it went through the table, and most of it is stuck in the flesh. I don't know if any of it hit any of his internal organs."

"Let's see if we can save him!" Chen Zhengwei lit a cigar, opened his arms slightly, and enjoyed the sea breeze and the smell of gunpowder on the beach.

If only Betancourt could be smarter, he could save himself a lot of trouble.

But it’s not a big problem, he already has two plans.

One plan was to use Betancourt to gather those people together and then take them down all at once.

Another plan was to kill Betancourt, use the hatred of the Betancourt family to gather those people together, and then kill them all at once.

So when he arranged the people this time, he did not attack the Betancourt family, just to leave them someone who could take charge of the overall situation and organize the resistance forces.

It would be troublesome if the other side scattered all over the place and fought guerrilla warfare against him.

He needed someone who could act as a go-between and bring together the family members who had escaped and the independent army that wanted revenge.

It doesn't matter who this person is or what his purpose is.

Results are what matter.

"Brother Wei, the bullet is stuck in the flesh and has not damaged the internal organs. He should be able to survive!" After a moment, the henchman stood up and said to Chen Zhengwei.

Chen Zhengwei turned his head and glanced at Betancourt: "You are very lucky!"

Betancourt was still awake at this time, looking at Chen Zhengwei with anger and murderous intent in his eyes.

Chen Zhengwei raised his foot and stepped on his ankle.

"Are you cursing me in your heart? I hate it most when people curse me!" Chen Zhengwei gave a sinister smile and pushed hard with his feet.

Click!
"Ah--!" Betancourt hugged his ankle and screamed with his mouth wide open.

(End of this chapter)