Wild North America 1846

The young man's physical strength recovered quickly. After Richard had eaten and drank enough, he put on his cowhide armed belt again, inserted his Colt revolver, and went out along the grassy slope.

Open space at the entrance of the village

At this time, a large number of people gathered, and they were discussing and talking lively. Someone saw Richard striding over and shouted, "Quiet, Master Richard is here."

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The crowd fell silent instantly and involuntarily moved out of the way. Everyone was looking at Richard with fear and anxiety, and a hint of passion.

The Chinese immigrant groups here come from all over the world, including southern Fujian, Zhangzhou, Foshan, Hakka, Chaoshan, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Fujian and other places. They have different dialects and it is difficult to unite as one.

in the final analysis

The Chinese are an ethnic group with a strong sense of geography. They are accustomed to relying on local people and find it difficult to get close to foreigners with different accents.

Although they are all Chinese with black eyes, black hair, and yellow skin, in the mid-18th century when nationalism was not prevalent, Chinese immigrants were divided into small circles divided by geography, and it was difficult to unite them.

Over time

White people know the characteristics of Chinese people. They are hard-working but lacking in bloodiness. They are not united internally and endure everything. When they go out, they adhere to the principle of doing more than doing less. They are easier to bully.

This is like a large herd of bison in the South American wilderness. Although they are all fat and strong, they will only panic and run away when driven by wild wolves.

The old, weak, sick and disabled bison will be swarmed by wild wolves and torn into pieces.

Following the opening where the crowd parted, Richard strode in and looked around.

Dai Changfu was surrounded by the crowd, with Fergus's body lying on the ground next to him. This made Dai Changfu's words very convincing and the effect of his preaching was very good.

"Master, you are here. There are dozens of good young men here who are willing to work with us." Dai Changfu greeted him enthusiastically, with joy in his eyebrows.

"Well, we'll talk about this later." Richard nodded calmly.

He knew that Chinese immigrants had been bullied severely by white people in the past two years. Almost everyone had the experience of being robbed of the gold sand they found. Being beaten was a common occurrence. How could he not feel resentful?

Taking someone's money away is like killing your parents.

The reason why I chose to endure my anger was because the white people were powerful and had many horses and guns, so if I tried hard, I would definitely suffer a loss.

And if no one takes the lead, what can a few fellow villagers accomplish?

If you beat him to death and throw him into the deep mountains and old forests, and you won't even hear a sound, you might as well just swallow your anger and live quietly.

Nowadays, Richard is rising rapidly, especially when he killed seven members of the Fergus gang in the Old Barr Tavern, showing off his formidable marksmanship, which gave hope to the passionate Chinese young men, and naturally a lot of people were willing to follow him.

If you have strength in this wild west, you will have persuasiveness.

Richard lowered his head and looked at Fergus's blood-stained body, then raised his head again and looked around at everyone with sharp eyes.

Under his sharp gaze, many people lowered their heads in guilt.

"I am Richard, the protector of the Chinese gold diggers in San Francisco. I will organize an armed horse team belonging to the Chinese to protect every Chinese gold digger.

from now on

No matter white people, Mexicans, or Indians, don't try to bully us, and don't try to squeeze a big boy out of us.

I said this in front of the young and old men today, and I spoke with every spit and nail. As for whether it can be done, I invite all the young and old men present to witness it.

Whoever dares to rob your gold sands, I, Richard's armed cavalry, will be responsible for chasing them back and returning them as they were.

Whoever dares to beat our people, I, Richard's armed cavalry, will go back with redoubled revenge to let him know that we Chinese are not easy to mess with, and muskets can also kill people.

We are all Chinese with yellow skin, black hair and dark eyes. We share the same blood. We are the descendants of the Eastern Dragon. We are a civilized race in the Kingdom of Heaven. We must be strong, self-reliant and confident, and unite to form a rope.

From now on

I am the leader of all Chinese people, and I will lead you to create a new situation in this fertile land of North America and build a beautiful, prosperous and stable home..."

"Heh heh heh... I've learned so much. You're a bastard who jumped out of a crack in the rocks and wants to be our leader. Have you drank too much horse urine?"

Suddenly a strange and sinister voice sounded, and Richard looked over with sharp eyes. At this time, the people surrounding him retreated, revealing the strong man who spoke.

This is a strong man in his 30s, with his bare strong arms clasped in front of his chest, and a piece of green grass stem in his mouth, looking like he is not stingy.

He looked over with a squinting look, facing Richard's sharp gaze without fear.

This man wears a five-finger-wide cowhide belt around his waist, and a revolver is stuck next to his right leg. There are two helpers beside him, they are equally strong men, and they have revolvers and sharp blades stuck around their waists.

, looked over with a provocative look, looking like a man in the world.

"Wow, no, it's someone from the Agreement Hall."

"Which agreement gang? Are you talking about those gangs that do a lot of evil and sell pig flowers?"

"Keep your voice down. I know this Lin Ada. I heard that he is the second-level incense master of the Agreement Hall. He has many lives under his control, and he is also a ruthless person."

"This is troublesome. It's a tough one."

The Chinese people around were talking a lot. How could everyone not know about the notorious reputation of the Agreement Hall? They looked fearful and stepped back a little, obviously afraid of getting into trouble.

Lin Ada became even more proud after hearing everyone's discussion. He was not ashamed, but proud, and said arrogantly;

"Young man with no hair at all, how much wine have you drunk to make a stick in the Grape Valley? You are really crazy. Have you ever asked me?"

"Are you opposed?" Richard asked in a cold voice.

"Wow... you can see this. He is obviously a smart man. I will not change my name in my profession, nor my surname in my position. Thanks to the appreciation of the young gang leader, I am Lin Ada, the leader of the second route of the North American branch of the Agreement Hall, specializing in the injustice of the world.

Matter. If you want to take the bigger piece of land in San Francisco, open the door and set up a stick. Have you asked me yet?"

"Draw the gun!"

"What……"

The villain died because he talked too much, and Richard had no time to fool around with him. His right hand naturally drooped and was close to the revolver beside his leg. This was a clear signal.

Not only Lin Ada understood it, but also the Chinese gold diggers who were watching around them all understood it. This was a prelude to a duel!

The crowd dispersed with a "crash", leaving the three of them alone in the same place. The two sides faced each other from a distance, and the village was instantly filled with a solemn atmosphere.

The two sides were about 14 to 5 meters apart. At this distance, for a powerful musket, anyone who survived the hit would be seriously injured.

Lin Ada was immediately shocked by this formation. The flesh on his face twitched and shook a few times. He wanted to say a few more harsh words, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't say anything.

This kid is so reckless. How could he possibly decide whether to live or die if he just disagrees?

If they all play like this and there are so many disputes every day, wouldn’t all the gangs be wiped out?

Dai Changfu and other four gunmen rushed over after hearing the news, staring at the opponent in a semi-surrounded state, ready to take action at any time.

"No need, just watch it."

Richard said coldly, and when Dai Changfu and others were stunned for a moment, he drew his gun and fired like lightning.

"Bah bang bang" three shots in a row

After the thick black gunpowder smoke dispersed, the three people standing opposite, Lin A and Da, had just put their hands on their gun holsters, but before they had time to draw out their guns, their bodies suddenly shook almost indiscriminately, blood spattered, and their eyes dimmed in disbelief.

He came down and fell softly to the ground.

All three shots hit the vital part of the chest, and large amounts of blood spurted out, making the smell of blood in the air strong and nauseating.

The time before and after adds up to less than a second, it’s too fast!

"So... who else is objecting now?"

Richard's bone-chilling voice sounded, which frightened the Chinese around him and made hairs run down their spines, and he said in a panic;

"Master Richard, we all support you as the leader. We will do whatever you say without any stumbling."

"No objection, none of us have any objection."

"Yes, you will be our leader from now on. It is better to follow you than to be bullied by ghosts, or better than being bullied by those idiots in the Agreement Hall. We will fight for it."

"We Chaoshan fellows have long had enough of the ghost guy's bad temper, so we will follow you even if you don't say anything."

Under the pressure of invisible momentum, everyone expressed their opinions in a chaotic manner. Almost everyone expressed their agreement, and no one dared to object.

Richard nodded slightly, satisfied with the effect of his previous action, and inserted the revolver with a hot barrel into the holster.

Gunners showdown

What we are competing for is the tenth of a second of opportunity, the first to fire and the first to hit the enemy. That is the difference between life and death.

His hand speed was extremely fast just now. Almost as soon as the three opponents touched the holster, he had already pulled the trigger and fired. Then his left hand turned into an afterimage, pulled the hammer twice in succession, and fired two bullets again.

At first glance

It seemed like three guns exploded in a row, and he fired the single-action musket into a repeating gun, shocking everyone in one fell swoop.

This time he made a move that made him feel more confident and more confident than during the shootout at the Old Barr Tavern.

pause slightly

Richard took a dozen steps forward and saw that the other party was indeed dead. He picked up a sharp half-foot blade next to the bodies of Lin Ada and the other three, and tested the blade with his hand. Sure enough,

Very sharp.

"I was just halfway through what I was saying when I was interrupted by this dead guy from the Raushi Agreement Hall. I won't repeat what I've already said. I still need to finish what I'm going to say next."

Richard held a beautiful knife flower in his hand. When he spoke, the surroundings were silent and you could hear a needle drop.

These Chinese fellow citizens now fear him more than they admire him. Although Richard is young, the ferocity revealed in his whole body is really chilling, and he cannot think of any resistance.

"Since you are under my protection, you must abide by my rules. Our armed cavalry cannot be without a name. After thinking about it, the ghosts all call us "Tangren".

So……

Let’s call it the “Datang Society”. I am the leader of the “Datang Society” and the protector of the San Francisco gold diggers. Every Chinese must join my “Datang Society” in order to be protected.

I just heard from Changfu that there are dozens of brothers who want to join the association. That's good, so I'll accept them all.

The cavalry team of the Tang Dynasty must be equipped with mounts, long spears, short spears, saddles and lassoes. The brothers have to eat and drink, so they cannot work for everyone in vain.

Therefore, Chinese gold diggers who join the membership must pay US$5 every month, and the gold diggers will be protected by the "Datang Association".

But when gold veins and gold nuggets are discovered, the "Datang Society" will take a certain percentage of the commission. This is because once a war breaks out with whites or Mexicans, brothers who are injured or killed in the battle will have to receive pension money, and that little money will not be enough.

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In addition, the "Datang Club" will also provide property storage services. You can keep the gold sand you bought in the club, but don't worry about losses. There will be a dedicated person at the club to issue a voucher and you can access it at any time."

Speaking of which

Richard paused for a moment to let everyone present digest the rules he just said. Seeing that no one had any objections, he was ready to strike while the iron was hot and did the following things together.

"Since you have joined our "Datang Society", you must have characteristics that are different from other Chinese people. Today, I, Richard, lead the way and cut off my hair to make my ambition clear;

Anyone who dares to openly offend our Tang Association will be punished no matter how far they travel."

Finished

Richard reached out and took off the gray tweed cowboy hat on his head. With a flash of the shining knife in his hand, he cut off the braid on the back of his head. His black hair spread out, adding an extra bit of wildness.