Kui Yi couldn't figure it out, so he walked to the window and took a look, and immediately understood.

Under the window, indigenous people as densely packed as ants are building Java City. On the edge of Java City, there are countless hastily built work sheds.

"No! Absolutely not. These black-skinned monkeys have too low IQs. If we let them go, the Daming Maritime Chamber of Commerce will be destroyed. The wealth and prosperity of Java City depends on them. Without Daming Maritime Merchant, this place will be no different from a desert."

After hesitating for a while, Kuiyi still rejected Adams' suggestion. For him, the prosperity of Java City is the cornerstone of everything. No matter what, the prosperity of Java City must be preserved.

"But Lord Governor, if we don't rely on the power of the natives, we will face catastrophe. In order to be able to rule Java smoothly, will Zheng Chengzong let us go? The example of Yizhou is very obvious. The Ming people don't like us white people, not even a little bit."

I don't even like it." Adams learned about the tragedy in Yizhou from the mouths of the ransomed prisoners.

Adams didn't like the Ming people ever since he heard those sensational things. In his opinion, the Ming people were a group of uncivilized barbarians. Falling in the hands of those barbarians would be ten times more miserable than falling in the hands of the Javanese natives.

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"There will always be a way. Pay close attention to Zheng Chengzong's every move and notify me if they make any changes." Kui Yi had no choice but to let Adams go out.

"What did the Governor say?" As soon as Kui Yi walked out of the Governor's office, his deputy ran over. He was the man who was redeemed from Yizhou, and he had unforgettable memories of the Ming people.

"What else can we say? He doesn't allow us to use the indigenous people." Adams sighed, walked step by step to the window in the corridor, and looked at the indigenous people who were working under the scorching sun. The Ming supervisor kept shaking his whip and urging them.

Go faster. If you move a little slower, you will be whipped.

"How can this work? We are not allowed to use the indigenous people. With our current military strength, it is simply not enough to defeat the Ming people. What's more, they already have arms. God knows how many arms Wu Sangui will give to the Ming people. Once the situation gets out of control, we will all

Becoming a prisoner. You, me, and even the Governor, all have to work like those black-skinned monkeys outside.

Believe me Adams, this is how they treat us in Yizhou. Those supervisors wielding sticks will always appear in my most fearful dreams." The deputy panicked for a moment when he heard Adams' words.

"Yes! Yes! I know, don't excite my friend." Adams had no choice. Kuiyi was the highest officer here, and Adams could not mobilize the army without his order.

"How could you not be excited? You have never suffered such abuse." A look of horror appeared on the deputy's face.

"Damn it!" Adams slammed the window sill and raised his fingers at the deputy.

The deputy leaned his head over, and Adams pointed to a tall man in the group below: "That man is called Nubia. He is an imam of the Silent Religion. He is very prestigious among the indigenous people."

"I see it, sir."

Adams made a cutting gesture with his hand on his neck: "Ask the Ming people to do it. Those people are the most greedy for money. Give them as much money as you want!"

"Got it." A cruel smile appeared on the deputy's face.

The indigenous people's hatred for the Ming people has long surpassed that of the white people. Anger is like a pyre filled with kerosene. In order to survive, he doesn't mind being the one to light the fire.

Almost at the same time, Liu Rushi took people on board.

"Let's go! This is about to become a world of blood and fire. Kui Yi will not tolerate the betrayal of the Ming people. He has no one to rely on but the natives who hate the Ming people. Even if Kui Yi is unwilling, his men

They will do the same thing. Everyone has to live, and in order to survive, they will not be stingy with other people's lives.

From ancient times to the present, people who sacrifice themselves for others have been very rare." Holding the side of the boat, Liu Rushi took one last look at the noisy and bustling dock.

"It's none of our business, let's hide somewhere else for a few days. God bless, Kui Yi doesn't die here. We still need his cannon-making skills, this bastard. What can be easily done, but he insists on doing it

It only takes a few lives. You bitch!" Wu Sangui took a sip of coconut juice. In Java, which is so hot, this is the only thing that tastes more refreshing.

"These are not just a few lives, but probably tens of thousands of lives. Take a good look again. When you come back here, you will see corpses everywhere and the ruins after the flames." Liu Rushi sighed.

Taking a breath, he turned around and left the side of the ship.

Those people on the pier who are working hard to buy and sell may become corpses tonight.

"People who do not work for themselves will be punished by heaven and earth, and once they become famous, their bones will wither. These are common things. In this world, only those who are ruthless and smart enough will survive, and the remaining fools will be betrayed and die. They die because

They are not smart enough." Wu Sangui didn't bother to look towards the shore and lay on the wicker chair and waved for Liu Rushi to sit on his lap.

Young people always need women to vent their anger.

The sun has set, and the afterglow of the setting sun makes the sea surface seem to be on fire. The construction site that has been noisy for a day begins to quiet down, and smoke rises from countless work sheds. The smell of various foods permeates the air, and the edge of the pier where people from the Ming Dynasty gathers.

It was a lively scene, with Ming-style restaurants and teahouses filled with sounds of various musical instruments.

The Ming Dynasty prostitutes in thin clothes began to wave their handkerchiefs to attract business. The back kitchen of the tavern was enthusiastic and enthusiastic, and the reputation of the waiters serving the dishes was rising one after another.

Nubia looked at the Ming Dynasty in the distance and spat. He hated those guys who ate pork. Only dirty people would eat those unclean things. After scrubbing his body again, he was ready to eat.

This evening looks no different than any other evening!

"Nubia!" someone called him standing outside the shed where he lived.

Nubia walked out of the shed naked to the waist and saw several Ming people. These people were wearing servants' clothes. They didn't know what they were looking for.

"Are you Nubia?" One of the leading guys glanced at Nubia and shouted.

"Yes, I am Nubia." Nubia didn't understand why the officer came to find him.

"Catch him!" The Ming Dynasty official waved his hand, and several officers rushed forward. He knocked down Nubia with one punch, then pushed him to the ground and tied him with ropes.

"What are you doing? Why are you arresting me?" Nubia struggled hard, but after working for a day and not eating, he had no strength to fight against these people.

Nubia's shouts attracted the neighbors. This was a hero who had gone to the Mai family's holy place to worship. Now that he was about to be taken away, it was a big shock.

"They are coming to capture Nubia! Everyone, come quickly! They are coming to capture Nubia!" The shouts quickly alerted the indigenous people who were waiting to eat.

Crowds of people poured out of the work shed, and people surrounded Nubia's yard like bees.

"Holy shit! These bastards are going to rebel!" The leader of the Ming Dynasty official screamed when he saw so many indigenous people coming over. Today he took money from the Dutch and asked them to arrest a man named Nu.

People from Bea.

I thought it was just a trivial matter, but I didn't expect it to stir up such a big hornet's nest. Who is this Nubia?

Although he didn't know what Nubia was doing, the clerk knew clearly what to do at this time.

"Pull this kid into the house and block the door." The clerk shouted and pulled Nubia into the house. The remaining people reacted immediately and drew their sabers and held them against the door. With such chaos here, the Dutch will definitely

I know. Now I just hope that the Dutch will send troops to rescue a few of them!

"Sit still and don't move. If you move, I'll chop off your head." There was already a commotion outside, and the roaring voices soared into the sky. He himself couldn't hear what the clerk said.

Before the clerk could finish speaking, Nubia's chest suddenly collapsed, and large amounts of blood spurted out from the wall behind.
Chapter completed!