North America 1849, from Gold Rush to Warlord

Chapter 7 Don't Force Me to Fuck You
"Oh, don't shoot! Dear old Jason, it's me, Vic!"

Seeing that the other side was aggressive and ready to shoot at any disagreement, Captain Vic quickly raised his hands so that the other side could see his face clearly!
"Oh my God! What a horrible thing... BANG!"

Across the street is the shipyard owner...Jason!
He saw Vic's face clearly under the gaslight and immediately looked as if he had seen a ghost!
In his excitement, the shotgun in his hand went off!
"Oh!"

Dozens of lead bullets riddled the stone floor beneath Vic's feet!
Everyone was scared to death!

Including Azu and Harley standing on Vic's left and right!

"Captain, you weren't shot, were you?"

Vic quickly felt around all over his body. With his magnanimity, he was furious and said, "Jason, you damned reckless bastard! I just crawled back from hell, and you're actually going to shoot me?"

"Vic? Are you really Vic? Are you a human or a ghost? Didn't you and your Barbara sink?"

Jason still did not let down his guard, the muzzle of the shotgun in his hand was still pointed at everyone, and the look of shock on his face had not faded.

Vic checked his body and found that he was not shot. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You damn Irishman, how did you know that I sank with my boat?"

"Half a month ago, the Mary King, which was docked at the port, rescued your first mate from the sea. His name was...what was it...that's not important. What's important is that he was indeed your first mate. I heard him say with my own ears that you and your Barbara sank together!"

"Owen, Owen is alive too? Thank God, there are other people alive on the ship besides us!"

Vic patted Harley's shoulder happily.

Seeing him so alive, Jason finally slowly put down his gun: "Vic, are you really not dead?"

Vic pointed at his own shadow. "Old Jason, if I were a ghost, would I have a shadow? If I were a ghost, would I be interested in looking for a grumpy, smelly Irishman like you?"

"Oh, my goodness! My dear Vic, you damned Prussian, you're really still alive!"

Jason threw away the spray gun in his hand, rushed over with a big laugh, and gave Vic a tight hug and a warm kiss on the cheek!
Jason kissed Vic's face passionately and said excitedly, "You damn Prussian, I really thought you were dead! Do you know how I got through the past half month?"

"How can you, a drunk guy, get through this? Just hold on to the whiskey!"

Vic pushed Jason away in disgust, frowning and saying, "Drinking all day, is this how you remember your old friend?"

"Oh, my dear Vic! I am so sad to hear of your death! This is the only way I can quench my sorrow."

"Enough, enough!" Vic shrugged helplessly. "Please invite us in and sit down. We should talk business."

"Yes, yes, yes! This is a happy moment worth remembering. We must drink to celebrate!"

Jason dragged Vic into the three-story building, and the others followed.

A-Zu followed the crowd into the restaurant. When he looked up, he saw a glass picture frame hanging in the middle of the restaurant.

Inside the glass frame, there is a huge gold nugget the size of a palm!
When A Zu saw the gold nugget, his eyes lit up again.

A moment later, the shipyard's black cook served a sumptuous dinner to everyone.

"Why is it still a fish?"

After eating sashimi for more than half a month, the main course that was served turned out to be grilled fish!

Everyone's eyebrows twisted together, and they couldn't help feeling nauseous.

"Tell me, Vic, who saved you?"

At the long table, Jason wiped the corners of his mouth with a greasy napkin and asked.

"It's him, the Chinese kid, Li Zunian!" Vic patted A-Zu's shoulder and told him about the shipwreck and what happened afterwards.

After listening to Vic's lengthy narration, Jason looked at A-Zu with a look of surprise: "Oh my God! A yellow-skinned... Chinese kid saved you and a dozen people on the boat! It's unbelievable!"

"Chinese boy, is what Vic said true? Are you really an Eastern wizard? Before you died, you received the Lord's blessing. Not only did you learn English, but you can also turn sea water into fresh water? You can even turn empty barrels into food?"

A-Zu put down the red wine glass in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Mr. Jason, you can call me A-Zu! I'm not some Eastern wizard, and I don't know any magic."

"Just like God said, we must believe in science!" A Zu continued, "I just learned a little more knowledge than others and used my brain a little more, that's all!"

"No, no, no!" Jason also shook his head, pointing at the Chinese workers busy eating, and said, "As far as I know, all yellow-skinned people... Chinese people are dull, numb, and love crows...!"

"Bang!" Vic, Vivian and Harley slammed the copper wine glasses onto the oak table almost at the same time.

The Chinese workers stopped eating and drinking and looked at each other, completely confused as to why these foreigners suddenly started making a fuss.

"Enough! Jason, I owe A-Zu a life, I will not allow you to humiliate him like this!" Captain Vic stood up.

"Okay, okay!" Jason shrugged nonchalantly. "It's my fault! What I said was indeed inappropriate at this moment of celebration!"

"Apologize!"

"What?" Jason raised his eyebrows. "Vic, you actually want an old friend like me to apologize to this young yellow monkey?"

"Yes, Jason, you have to apologize!"

"Bang!" Jason's face flushed red, even his neck turned red, and he stood up quickly: "Vic, are you sure you want to fight with me over this yellow monkey?"

"Are you going to apologize or not? Don't make me fuck you!"

Seeing that the two men were about to roll up their sleeves and get to work, A Zu had to stand up as well.

"Gentlemen, wait a moment. Before you get your heads bruised and bloodied, I have a few words to say."

Not only Vic and Jason, but everyone's eyes were on him.

A-Zu said, "Mr. Jason, first of all, let me make it clear that China is an ancient civilization with a history of 5,000 years! We have an incomparably brilliant civilization. We are upright Chinese, not the dull, numb, and opium-loving barbarians you claim we are."

"Opium was brought to us by the British and the East India Company. They deceived us into believing it could cure diseases. Countless people became addicted, and their families were destroyed."

"We also tried to ban pornography, but the British used warships and cannons to force it on us again. I believe Miss Vivian can testify to this!"

Vivian stood up and said, "Yes! The damned East India Company, the evil British, the damned Sassoon family, the damned Jews! I've lived in Guangzhou for over a decade and witnessed firsthand how the British and Jews used opioids to destroy a great civilization!!!"

Hearing this, Jason felt a surge of solidarity and slammed his fist down on the table. "Those English sons of bitches and Jews are all greedy scoundrels!"

Even though Ireland had been ruled by the British king for hundreds of years at that time, it did not prevent Jason, an Irishman, from hating the British.

Vivian glanced around and said word by word, "Besides, the Chinese people I know are smart, hardworking, humble, honest, and kind! They are completely different from what Mr. Jason said!!!"

"Thank you Miss Vivian for your testimony!"

A Zu nodded at her and continued, "Secondly, to prove that what I said is true, I have a few more words to say."

Zu turned around, met Jason's gaze without flinching, and continued.

"Mr. Jason, I'm very sorry, your shipyard is about to go bankrupt!!!"

(End of this chapter)