The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 722: Are you in such a hurry to die?
In the darkness of the night, the sound of knives being stabbed into human bodies continued to be heard.

Tiger Tai, who was delivering the goods, hadn't reacted yet, then his eyes widened.

The people surrounding them covered the mouths of the two policemen, then slowly let go and dragged the two men over.

"Don't just stand there. Move the box and put it in somewhere. I'll deal with it later."

Looking at the calm expressions on those people's faces, as if killing chickens, Lao Hu Tai nodded quickly, and called on his men to push the box to a place and stuff the two men in.

"Let them see for themselves. They actually came to see it! They are asking for death. It's not our fault!" The man sitting on the box jumped down from the carriage.

After crossing two more streets, the carriage pulled the goods to the yard behind the entrance of the Hehe Society, where Chen Yayan, Ji Jiaodong and Lu Duan were waiting there with their men.

When he saw the Henchmen and Chen Zhengwei's men coming with the carriage, he hurried over to help unload the carriage.

Chen Yayan used a crowbar to open a box, and inside, there were rifles everywhere between the straw.

Chen Yayan took out one and looked at it fondly.

The British colonies had strict control over guns, and even if they could get guns, most of them were old.

The piggy bank that went to San Francisco did bring back some guns when it returned, but the number was not large. The entire Yixing Company only had a dozen or so, and they were all revolvers.

Even fewer bullets.

It is only used when it is critical.

"They are all good guns, Remington 1880 lever-action rifles, produced by Wei Ge's weapons company! They can hold thirteen rounds of bullets and can be fired in 20 seconds!" A person from a security company picked up a gun and pulled the bolt.

Of course, it takes only 20 seconds for these trained members of the security company to complete the fight.

It can even be finished in 15 seconds.

It's just that loading bullets is too troublesome, which is far less convenient than directly changing magazines in a submachine gun.

As for the people in these gangs, they are lucky if they can hit someone within 20 meters, not to mention other aspects.

We have to send someone to teach them how to use it.

People like Chen Yayan, Yap Ah Loy and some other gang members are collecting boats to prepare for Selangor and Perak. When the time comes, someone will be on the way to teach them.

"Mr. Chen also has a weapons company?" Chen Yayan asked in surprise.

It is hard to imagine that these gangs have their own weapons factory.

"Not only weapons companies, but also steel mills, shipyards, and everything else?" The security company member glanced at Chen Yayan, then used a crowbar to knock open another box, which was full of revolvers.

He took one out, stretched out his hand to push out the wheel, took a look at it, and then threw it to Chen Yayan.

"This is convenient for use in urban areas! It's also quick to change bullets, but the accuracy is a little lacking!"

The boxes next to them kept opening, and inside them were boxes of bullets.

"What is this?" Jijiaodong took out a dark green metal ball with a ring on it from a wooden box.

"Don't touch that! It's a grenade! If you pull it open, all of us will fly into the sky!" The people from the security company nearby smiled, but did not show any panic.

This thing is common to them, so they are naturally not worried.

However, Jijiao Dongke was shocked and quickly put the grenade back.

"Call people over, distribute the guns, and let everyone learn how to use them! If you don't know how to use this thing, it's no different from a fire stick." The person from the security company said that although the Chinese here have seen the guns used by the British, seeing it and using it are two different things.

All they have to do is teach them how to load bullets and then tell them to shoot forward when they get close.

"People have been waiting for a long time!" Chen Yayan, Jijiaodong, Lu Duan and others asked people to notify their leaders to come over.

While some people were making arrangements, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard and two thugs rushed to the gate of the yard.

"Boss, it's bad! Those natives are coming towards us with knives!"

When Jijiaodong saw the two people, he found that they were the ones he had arranged to lead the way to the indigenous community.

Chen Zhengwei arranged for several men to go to the indigenous community and hang their "Ustaz" at the entrance of the temple.

Jijiaodong's expression changed: "Are they really coming? How many people?"

"I don't know. Those holding torches in the northeast are all... at least several thousand people!"

"Those monkeys are fucking crazy!" Jijiaodong cursed.

Chen Yayan asked: "Do you need help?"

"No need. This is our place. How can they cause trouble? I have asked my men to be prepared!" Jijiaodong said angrily.

Chen Zhengwei had said before that these natives would riot, but he didn't expect that they would actually dare to do so.

You should know that there are more Chinese in Penang than indigenous people, accounting for 60%.

"Where are they? Have you informed Mr. Chen?"

"They should be almost at Armenia Street. Go and notify Mr. Chen!"

"Let's go, call someone and I'll go over and take a look first! Lu Duan, you guys come over with guns in a while." Veins popped out on Jijiaodong's forehead. He waved to the people behind him and went with his people.

He had more than 200 men under him who were issued guns and were still figuring out how to use them. He grabbed a handful of bullets, stuffed them into his arms, and walked over there with his guns.

"You guys go over and take a look too!" the security company captain pointed at a few people.

……

"Brother Wei, the natives are out and coming this way!"

"Are they in such a hurry? Are they in a hurry to die?" Chen Zhengwei raised his eyebrows and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Originally, he had sent people to hang those indigenous religious leaders at the gate of the temple, but now it seems that is no longer necessary.

In other words, the British Foreign Office is still following the original plan.

There are only more than 10,000 local indigenous people, and about 6,000 to 7,000 young and strong people. It is impossible for them to completely destroy Penang, but it is enough to cause huge chaos, inflict huge casualties on the Chinese, and drag themselves into it.

"Should we go and help?" Li Xiwen asked.

"What help do you need? There are so many of them and we have given them guns. Why do they still need my help? What else do you want them to do?" Chen Zhengwei asked back.

I stood up and walked to the window and looked outside. I saw that the nearby street lamps illuminated some sections of the road, but it was pitch black in the distance, with only scattered lights from oil lamps.

Although Penang has street lights, the coverage area is very small, only in the central area.

"Tell the gang members to arrange some people to set the fire! Tell all the local Chinese to get moving, beat the gongs and drums, and shout for fighting and killing!"

"In addition..." Chen Zhengwei turned back to the table, spread out the map, pointed his finger at a red circle on the map, and then drew a line downwards, and said to the people around him:
"Take 100 men and set up an ambush here! Set up an ambush in the houses and on the roofs."

This location is near Fort Cornwallis, where 300 army troops are stationed. The commander is British and the soldiers are almost all Indians.

The ambush location pointed out by Chen Zhengwei was on the streets near Fort Cornwallis.

After the city was in chaos, the Governor's Office would definitely mobilize the soldiers here to protect the central area of Penang to prevent the British themselves from being affected.

As long as they dare to come out, don't go back.

Chen Zhengwei then pointed to another point, which was Guangguang Street, the location of the Penang Governor's Office.

"Arrange 100 people to go here. Don't let the navy take him away! If the navy goes, open fire immediately!"

"Anyone can die in a riot, including the Governor."

"Arrange 50 people to surround the police station. If any police dare to come out, kill them!"

"Notify our ships to prepare for battle. Warrior, Los Angeles, and San Francisco are leaving port. Get the torpedo launchers ready!"

"If the British navy dares to fire towards the city...sink them!"

Under normal circumstances, the British Navy would definitely not fire at the urban area, but if chaos really broke out, it would be hard to say.

At least they dared to fire outside the city center.

And I'm still here.

"Go get to work!" Chen Zhengwei said, then waved his hand and sent everyone off to get to work.

What happened tonight was actually just a small battle. The natives had at most a few dozen guns, and most of them were armed with cold weapons such as hatchets and machetes, and they did not have any strict organization.

A hundred men with submachine guns could massacre them.

Their lethality is not even as strong as that of the Ku Klux Klan in the United States.

After all, everyone in the KKK has a gun, and they are all hiding in the crowd.

After everyone else left, Chen Zhengwei walked in front of the mirror, looked at his clothes, went back to his room to change into a red gentleman's suit, and tidied his hair before strolling out.

"Come back later!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to say hello to Lin Changning, as if he was going downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes.

"I'll go with you!" Lin Changning stood up and said.

"I want to see it!"

At this time, flames were gradually appearing in the darkness in the distance, and shouts and chaos were drifting in the wind.

These were not arranged by Chen Zhengwei. The natives flocked to the Chinese community near Armenian Street, which is located in the northeast of the city center and is the main community for Cantonese and Fujian Chinese.

Due to its proximity to the port, it has various shops and business associations, and is also the wealthiest Chinese community.

……

Zheng Jinggui kept getting up and sitting down in his residence, and he couldn't make up his mind.

He was hesitating whether to inform the British.

What he said in the hotel was nice, but when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

When I got home, I started to weigh the pros and cons.

His assets were all in the Malay Peninsula, and he had some say in front of the British.

Having offended the British, he lost all his assets on the Malay Peninsula and could only leave with a little wealth.

Although Chen Zhengwei promised that there would be arrangements in San Francisco, wouldn't he still be living under someone else's roof when he got there? And it was thousands of miles away.

Everything had to start all over again there, most of the family property was lost, and all business routes in Malaysia and Qing were cut off.

But he was also afraid. He was afraid that if he told the British, and Chen Zhengwei was safe and sound, he would definitely be in trouble!

If things go wrong, the whole family will die!
After all, Chen Zhengwei is notorious.

"Master, what's bothering you so much?" The concubine came in with a bowl of pear soup.

"Get out! Didn't I tell everyone to stop bothering me?" Zheng Jinggui said impatiently.

Seeing Zheng Jinggui scolding her from behind, the concubine's eyes immediately turned red: "I just saw that the master was upset, so I made pear soup for you to relieve your heat..."

"Get out!" Zheng Jinggui became even more impatient.

Normally he liked his concubine to be capable, but now that it was a matter of life and death, he felt that this concubine had no tact at all.

When the concubine saw Zheng Jinggui getting angry, her face turned pale and she quickly left.

At this moment, Zheng Jinggui's ears moved.

"what sound?"

Zheng Jinggui stood up and walked quickly to the window and pushed it open. He heard shouting and screaming in the distance, and there was a lot of noise.

And this chaos is getting closer.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"The natives are coming..."

"Go, don't take anything, your life is at stake!"

"Where are you running to? Grab your weapons and fight them! Our boss will bring people here soon!"

All kinds of noisy noises were heard, and Zheng Jinggui's face suddenly turned pale.

"They really came..."

During the day, Chen Zhengwei said that the natives would riot again, but he didn't believe it.

Now these people are really here...

"Hurry, take the valuables and let's go!" Zheng Jinggui hurried out.

"Dad, there's a commotion outside, it seems like the natives are attacking!" A man in his 20s walked quickly up the stairs with a look of panic on his face.

"I already know. Quickly pack up some valuable things. Don't take anything else!" Zheng Jinggui was also panicking at this time.

Those natives don't care whether you are the Thunderbolt Tin King or not.

As far as he knew, several wealthy businessmen in Pili City did not escape, and their entire families, young and old, suffered and died miserably.

Zheng Jinggui hurried downstairs with his family, and there was chaos outside.

"Take up your weapons and charge forward. It's just two necks against one head!" Ye Guansheng was standing in the distance and shouting with an angry look on his face.

"Reinforcements are coming soon!"

"Master, there are two heads on one neck!" the butler next to him reminded.

"Bullshit!" Ye Guansheng immediately cursed.

He said the wrong thing because he was nervous, and the housekeeper didn't fare any better as a result.

Torches could be seen in the distance, and some Chinese were running towards this side with their wives and children.

However, some young and strong men had already rushed forward with carrying poles and machetes and fought desperately.

"Go, go, go!" Zheng Jinggui didn't care about anything else and ran to the other side with his family. Before he ran far, he saw a large group of people coming in front of him, which scared him.

After a closer look, I found that they were Chinese. The leader was Jijiaodong, followed by one or two hundred people, forming a black mass.

Some people held guns, and some held knives, reflecting cold light in the dark night.

"Get out of the way and let us pass!" Jijiaodong shouted loudly, and the Chinese who were fleeing for their lives immediately passed by from both sides.

A young girl twisted her ankle and fell in front of Jijiaodong, and was quickly dragged away by her family.

……

At this time, at a distant street corner, some young Chinese men in short clothes, holding various weapons in their hands, were fighting with the natives.

These people were arranged by the Hehe Society.

A man holding a big knife knocked down a native with one blow, but he was forced to retreat step by step by several natives holding harpoons. Behind those natives there was a large group of people shouting and killing, which was frightening.

"Fuck, there are too many of these bastards!" the man cursed angrily, watching a young man not far away being hit on the neck by a native's hatchet, with half of his neck cut in half.

The young man fell down immediately.

"Ahai!" The man's eyes suddenly turned red. These were all core members of the Hehe Society.

"We can't hold on, Brother Shen! Let's fight and retreat at the same time!" the thug next to him also shouted.

"How to retreat? Once we retreat, they will be scattered!" Brother Shen's eyes turned red.

In a fight of this scale, if anyone retreats, the monkeys will scatter like crazy.

Moreover, so many people were caught in the fighting in the crowd, and if we retreat, they would all be left here!

As soon as he hesitated, he saw the thug who had just said he would fight and retreat being stabbed in the stomach by two natives with a harpoon.

"Fuck your mother!" The thug had blood oozing from his mouth. He grabbed the harpoon and pushed the two natives back with force. However, after a few steps, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

Then the axes and harpoons in the hands of several natives kept falling on him.

"Hua Zai!" Brother Shen cursed angrily and looked up at the natives rushing towards him. He felt that the natives were like wild beasts at this moment.

(End of this chapter)