The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 729 Kill Them All (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)
Sir William Hewitt didn't have much to talk to Chen Zhengwei, but he still had one thing to do, which was to protect the local British.

Although many British people were killed last night, most people are safe.

He would send people ashore to protect those people and then send them to Singapore.

"Actually, it's very safe here... the riot has been quelled! But if you want to take them away... it's up to you! I have no problem with that!" Chen Zhengwei said with a smile.

During last night's riot, many Chinese people rushed into the British community. This cannot be concealed.

Chen Zhengwei also prepared some Chinese corpses... ready to throw them out to take the blame.

But since the British didn't mention it, he naturally wouldn't mention it either.

Who will maintain the image of Chinese people overseas?
It’s all thanks to him!

He is the only one who has been protecting overseas Chinese and maintaining the image of overseas Chinese!

After all, this matter is closely related to him.

"That's it!" Sir William Hewitt looked at Chen Zhengwei deeply and said, "I will wait for the next order from the headquarters. Don't go too far!"

"You should say this to the natives...or...to your foreign minister?" Chen Zhengwei looked at him and said slowly.

"Like, why are you here?"

"I don't need to explain to you!" said Sir William Hewitt in a deep voice.

"Do you know how many Chinese people have died?" Chen Zhengwei grinned and said, "I think you will shorten your life!"

"Are you threatening me?" Sir William Hewitt stared at Chen Zhengwei with murderous eyes.

"I'm very good at judging people! Before, I said that when I saw Governor Clark's face turn black, I said that his whole family would die. Look, now his whole family has died!" Chen Zhengwei crossed his legs and sighed with a smile:

"Tsk, tsk, how tragic! Those thugs were so cruel... Governor Clark must be very unpopular!"

Sir William Hewitt put his hands on the table and looked at Chen Zhengwei deeply: "I still have a hundred soldiers to find!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Maybe... they are lost in life..." Chen Zhengwei laughed, kicked the table away, then stood up and walked back.

Anyway, as long as the navy here doesn't cause trouble for me, it will be fine.

As for the rest...he felt that Sir William Hewitt would indeed shorten his life.

……

At the same time, the Governor's Palace was stormed by rioters, and the telegram of the Governor's hanging was also passed to the Colonial Office and the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

Another telegram was sent back to the naval headquarters.

The Chinese started a riot in Penang, and 300 Indian soldiers and the British commander stationed at Fort Cornwallis were missing, and 100 naval soldiers and a major were missing and almost certainly killed.

The Chinese broke into the Governor's Palace, hanged the Governor, and killed other staff members of the Governor's Palace.

British communities were attacked, large numbers of British businessmen were killed, and there were heavy losses, but some British civilians survived.

There was a quarrel among the top officers of the Foreign Office, the Colonial Office, and the Admiralty.

Randolph Churchill then visited the senior officials of the Admiralty.

The smokeless powder factory that Randolph Churchill was planning had two more shareholders.

The Navy placed a large order, and almost all of the smokeless powder factory's output in the first three months was taken up by the Navy.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Sir William Hewitt received another telegram from headquarters.

The natives rioted in the Malay Peninsula and Penang and attacked the Governor's Office. A naval force was dispersed on the way to support the Governor's Office, and some personnel were missing.

"These bastards!" Sir William Hewitt tore the telegram in his hand to pieces, his face ashen.

……

In the afternoon, we went to Kerian Port in the Sultanate of Perak. It is the nearest seaport to Larut, only 13 kilometers away.

This small port town is like a festival at this time. A large amount of tin products are piled up in the port, and no one is loading or unloading goods.

Even the most hardworking natives were celebrating in the streets with bottles of wine.

They drove away the Chinese and stole a lot of things, so they didn't have to worry about their lives for a short time.

The celebration has been going on for a week and everyone has a smile on their face.

Several medium-sized cargo ships approached the port. Ye Yalai stood on the ship and looked at the almost shut down port. He could even hear the cheerful noise coming from the city.

"They are celebrating!" Lao Jiu said gritting his teeth.

"I know!" Ye Yalai took a deep breath and turned his head to look around. Everyone in Haishan Company had a grim look on their face.

Here they lost brothers, neighbors, friends, and even relatives.

Although that was in Larut.

But it is conceivable that the Chinese in Krian Port suffered the same treatment.

After these natives massacred and looted the Chinese, they celebrated in the city.

This made the anger and hatred in his heart almost overwhelming.

"I don't need to say anything more, right?" Ye Yalai said with his teeth clenched.

"Kill them all!" Lao Jiu said coldly.

"Kill them all!" Other people from Haishan Company also said with hatred.

Hatred made these people's faces twisted and hideous, and their eyes were bloodshot.

A man in hunting clothes walked up to Ye Yalai and patted him on the shoulder.

"You guys look like real people now!"

"If you get hit, hit back!"

"The Chinese have suffered a great disaster in the Malay Peninsula this time, and many people have died... Let's fight back!"

Ye Yalai nodded.

There were also some men in hunting suits on the boat. They looked much calmer than the Chinese and exuded a sense of ease.

They were already used to adjusting their mentality, and they were not nervous about going to the battlefield, especially since their opponents were a group of natives.

"But don't be too careless, the natives should have guns in their hands!"

As the ship slowly approached the dock, the few customs officers at the dock saw that all the people standing on the ship were Chinese. They widened their eyes and were a little surprised that these Chinese dared to come back.

Although he was surprised, he still ran quickly towards the city, shouting as he ran: "The Chinese are back!"

Some of the natives who were still conscious immediately went home to get weapons such as axes.

As soon as the ship docked, a large number of Chinese jumped off the ship.

Some people have already gone to the city with guns to seek revenge.

"Don't be anxious, let them gather together first!" said the captain of the security company sent by Chen Zhengwei.

"Move some ammunition down first!"

"Laojiu, I leave this to you! If you don't understand anything, just ask them!" Ye Ya looked at the men in hunting suits.

Lao Jiu would land here with a group of people, go to Larut to find the surviving Chinese, organize them, and then take them to the mining area where there are a large number of Chinese workers.

However, the mining area had long been cut off from the outside world, and no one knew what the situation was.

Yap Ah Loy will take another group of people by boat along the Perak River to Kuala Kangsar, which is the largest city in the Perak Sultanate and the seat of the Sultan.

Chen Zhengwei also arranged enough manpower to assist them.

Chen Zhengwei had 1600 men under his command, and left 600 in Penang, while the rest were sent out.

When a group of people were carrying ammunition and food from the ship, local natives kept running over from a distance to take a look, and then ran away after confirming that they were Chinese.

Twenty minutes later, nearly a thousand natives came here aggressively with harpoons and machetes.

There were even quite a few women in there.

It was not until they saw the guns in the hands of the Chinese that their momentum paused. The people in front slowed down their pace, while those behind were still shouting and pushing each other.

"Damn it, let them pay with blood! Kill them for me! Aim carefully and shoot!" When Lao Jiu saw these people, he gritted his teeth and led his men forward with a gun, then raised his gun and fired towards the front.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by chaotic gunfire, the natives who rushed over from the front suddenly fell down.

The remaining natives suddenly woke up, fear in their eyes, and began to retreat.

Lao Jiu led his men and rushed forward, shooting as they ran forward.

The natives fled in all directions, leaving behind a trail of corpses.

"Go find some ox carts!" The people from the security company watched the people from the Haishan Company chasing after them, and they were too lazy to follow them.

They all went to look for ox carts, which were the main pulling animals of the Perak Sultanate.

A large amount of tung oil was also found.

On the other hand, the people from Haishan Company shot almost anyone they saw, regardless of who the other person was.

"Please, don't... don't..." The natives kept kneeling down and begging.

But the people from Haishan Company ignored it.

Lao Jiu and his men chased to a house and suddenly stopped.

I saw several heads hanging at the door of the house, covered with flies.

"This is the shop of the old He family... Old man He has been mining here for several years. He opened this shop and only found a wife for his son last year..."

Lao Jiu's eyes were bloodshot, and words were coming out from between his teeth.

"Go in and search!"

A group of thugs rushed in and soon captured two people.

"No, please, don't hurt us..." The two natives begged for mercy with fear on their faces.

Lao Jiu kicked over a begging native and cursed, "When you were robbing and killing us, did you spare the Chinese when they begged for mercy?"

Then he put the muzzle of the gun directly to the native's eye and pulled the trigger.

boom!
Only after firing this shot did he feel a little better.

The thugs next to him also beat another person to death.

Lao Jiu looked up and saw gunshots everywhere, natives being killed everywhere, and corpses everywhere.

"Kill me!"

Lao Jiu shouted again, then sat down aside with his gun, his eyes red.

He is not a good person.

He also oppressed the Chinese.

He has sold piglets, opium, and lent money at high interest rates.

But he is still a human being. When he saw the heads of Old Man He and his family hanging under the eaves... he could imagine what Larut was like.

……

It was not until more than two hours later that the talents from Haishan Company returned to the dock.

This small town has a population of five to six thousand, including more than two hundred Chinese...but not a single living person was found, only some rotten and hanging heads.

Now, the people from the Haishan Company have come back to kill the natives, and the natives have also paid for their blood debt with blood, and there are corpses everywhere.

Thousands were killed, and the rest fled.

Looking at their expressions, the people from the security company smiled.

"There was tung oil over there, which spilled on the house, and I set it on fire when I left!"

An hour later, the small port town was engulfed in flames.

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