New Ming Empire mixed in America

More than thirty fresh faces dressed as bounty hunters quickly transformed into ‘armed protesters’.

The high platform used to distribute bounties was surrounded by protesters waving firearms.

If the translator who was in charge of paying wages hadn't been quick to spot the opportunity, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape at this time.

"Brothers, when will yellow people be able to command us to work from above?"

The bearded man stood on the high platform, waving his hands constantly and delivering his speech into the microphone.

"In California, in San Francisco, these ignorant, ugly, disgusting, reptile-like yellow people are everywhere."

"In the mining areas, these people took the jobs that originally belonged to the Irish. On the farms, these guys didn't even spare the poor black people. They took away the farm jobs that originally belonged to them!"

At this time, some workers who were working were also encouraged by thoughtful people to gather in this open space and listen to the speech.

Soon, the number of people gathered expanded from the previous thirty to more than a hundred.

"These yellow people have always been synonymous with inferiority. Congressman Ernesto of San Francisco has done a very good job in this regard."

"He banned all yellow people from boarding the ship, so you can have the opportunity to work here. Otherwise, your jobs will definitely be taken away by those yellow people who are everywhere."

The bearded man pointed his finger at the gathered workers and spat out his so-called truth.

These people who came to work here because of bankruptcy were very excited and shouted loudly.

"Erhe, do you see clearly? This is the nature of foreign devils."

Not far from the clearing, Li Mingqi was lying in a hiding place and put down his telescope.

"After today's work is completed, you take someone to San Francisco. Help me say hello to our former captain Ernesto!"

If he hadn't heard the bearded man's speech, Li Mingqi wouldn't have known that Ernesto had become a congressman in San Francisco.

Now that Ernesto has changed, is Barton from the immigration company no longer reliable?

Li Mingqi took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed these thoughts.

"That's almost it. Let Sun Laifu start taking action."

After giving instructions to Liu Erhe, Li Mingqi picked up the binoculars again and fixed his eyes on the bearded man who was giving a speech.

Back in San Francisco, it was this bearded man who took money to help Li Mingqi block the crowds who came to protest.

Now the situation was reversed. If Joyce hadn't comforted the local workers in the camp, they would have come out to confront the people from San Francisco.

After receiving the order to take action, Liu Erhe opened the backpack that had been hanging on his chest with a solemn expression and took out a small black box from it.

Adjusting the knob on the small box to the five position, Liu Erhe cleared his throat and shouted: "Tudou Tudou, please answer when you receive it, please answer when you receive it, it's over!"

"Brother Liu, you didn't open it..."

"Ask me to lead you!"

"Yes, Lord Commander, you didn't turn on the switch of the wind ear."

Shunfeng Ear is the nickname given by the Jinyi guards to this small black box, because this thing can transmit sounds across several miles.

After listening to the words of the Jin Yiwei beside him, Liu Erhe lowered his head and looked at the Shunfeng Ear in his hand. Sure enough, the small red gem on it did not glow.

After coughing dryly, Liu Erhe turned the outer knob again. There was a click and the red light turned on.

He cleared his throat again, pinched the button on the side of Shunfeng's ear, and said the contact words just now:

"Tudou Tudou, please reply when you receive it, over!"

After finishing speaking, Liu Erhe stared at the Shunfeng Er in his hand, unable to conceal the excitement on his face.

In order to get this opportunity to use Shunfeng Er, Liu Erhe struggled for a long time, and finally Long Live Master finally agreed.

"...Received the beans, please give instructions."

In Shunfeng's ears, Sun Laifu's words were somewhat distorted and the first half was missing.

Liu Erhe's hand shook and he almost threw the Shunfeng Ear in his hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and it did not lead to tragedy.

"Long live Lord, you have spoken out, you have really spoken out."

Li Mingqi, who was annoyed by Liu Erhe, snatched the Shunfeng ear... ahem, walkie-talkie.

"Potato... bah. Sun Laifu, now I order - light the fire!"

Listening to the voice of Long Live Lord coming from the small box in his hand, Sun Laifu respectfully agreed before putting away the Shunfeng Ear.

He took out the fire stick that he had prepared a long time ago, pressed the switch, and a flame appeared.

Put the fuse that you had already held in your hand over the flame. Soon the fuse was ignited and burned with a sizzling sound.

Sun Laifu screamed strangely and got out of the podium, running as fast as he could into the distance.

The two short legs ran very fast, passing by two workers who had just arrived to attend a speech.

The fuse is made of gunpowder wrapped in linen cloth, which is more reliable than ordinary fuses, but it has a disadvantage, that is, it burns slowly.

But today, Sun Laifu had to hope that the fuse would burn slower. At least until he ran past the marking stake in the distance.

The bearded man who was still speaking on the stage continued: "Mineral tax, fish tax, police tax, these taxes specifically used on yellow people are weapons used by the California government to protect you."

"Here today, I will lead you to announce a new law to that dirty yellow man, which is the yellow temporary residence tax..."

Boom~

A loud noise that could almost be heard by the entire camp came from the podium.

In later generations, fertilizer and explosives were generally used by black mine owners to blow up mountains, showing their considerable power.

The entire open space was lifted up by the explosion, and the podium immediately turned into sawdust, flying everywhere.

More than a hundred lives gathered together were completely wiped from this world in an instant.

"Quick, quick, quick! Everyone, take action, hold your guns, and replenish the workers you see who can still breathe. By the way, leave one hunter alive."

Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment when the explosion sounded, and then quickly reacted.

He pushed and kicked the Wehrmacht soldiers back to their senses, and then led them towards the open space.

In order to wash away the shame of being slapped in the face by three natives last time, Wang Chuan even forgot what Li Mingqi told him: wait fifty breaths after the explosion before rushing out.

Wang Chuan, who took the lead and ran at the front, shot down a survivor who was standing still.

The same goes for the fifty National Defense Force soldiers behind them. As long as they can still move, they can be shot directly.

The scene of the tragic explosion was full of soldiers who were shooting and vomiting. But the six Jinyi guards supported by Liu Erhe were relatively calm.

Although his face was equally pale, at least he still retained his sanity. He caught the opponent before the last living person was killed.

Soon, "detailed information" about the explosion accident caused by improper operation by temporary workers was posted on the notice board in the workers' camp.

Also posted were the names of two missing workers - Tom and Daniel.

Now these two temporary workers who were forced to disappear are being held in a tent in the Xinming Empire camp together with the three Yin people.