Liu Zhenming still wanted to take a closer look, but the elf reminded him that someone was coming.
When Liu Zhenming's consciousness entered the system space, to outsiders, he maintained the same actions as before entering, that is, he was lying in the corner of the prison, his eyes blank and motionless.
After receiving the reminder from the elf, Liu Zhenming quickly exited the system space, opened his eyes, and saw the person he was imprisoned with slowly moving over.
He accidentally robbed this man of his business, and he was considered a kindred spirit. Liu Zhenming grinned, thinking he was showing a kind smile, and said hello in English: "Hello!"
Thanks to the Party and the country's cultivation, Liu Zhenming's English skills from elementary school to college finally came in handy at this time, and finally had a place to put them to use, even though he was half-baked.
According to my knowledge of history, I don’t remember the name of the guy who assassinated McKinley, but he probably had no background and seemed to have committed the assassination for personal reasons.
As for whether it is true, Liu Zhenming is not sure. After all, some insider information will not appear in history books.
"Yellow man, are you Japanese?" The man who came over asked, staring at Liu Zhenming with a somewhat unkind expression.
Liu Zhenming knew nothing about this, waved his hand, shook his head and said: "How can I be Japanese! I am Chinese, do the Chinese know?"
"You are Chinese!" After listening for a long time, Giorgos finally understood. A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and his face became ferocious. He grabbed Liu Zhenming's collar and cursed angrily: "You dirty bastard."
Chinese pig, you yellow-skinned monkey, ugly guy, you bedbugs who deserve to go to hell, shit!”
Liu Zhenming was hit and scolded so hard that he couldn't react for a moment. Only when he realized that the other party was full of curse words did Liu Zhenming recall his situation.
Today is the United States in 1901. The Chinese are very unwelcome here. In addition to racial discrimination, countless unemployed white people regard yellow people as the culprits who squeeze them out and take away their jobs.
The status of Chinese people in the United States today is worse than that of pigs, dogs, and black people. White people often humiliate Chinese people at will, pull Chinese people by their pigtails, drag them to the ground, and spit in Chinese people’s faces.
Water.
These are all small things. Some white people even formed a mob organization to blatantly rob Chinese people, rob Chinese communities, burn, kill and loot. At this time, Chinese Americans were the bottom of the bottom.
What's more, when the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded China in 1900, and the Treaty of Xinchou was signed on September 1, 1901, China's international status plummeted.
Today is September 14, 1901. Less than half a month has passed since the Americans achieved a great victory in China. Giorgos believes that it is a shame for the President of the United States to die in the hands of a yellow race, and that it would be a disgrace to die in his hands.
different.
For this despicable and dirty assassin, Gyorgos could only beat him to death.
Although Liu Zhenming is an honest man, he is definitely not someone who punches him in the face. Instead, he has to greet others with a smile. I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will offend them. This is Liu Zhenming's belief.
The two soon struggled with each other.
There was a lot of noise in the small cell, and several prison guards heard the noise and ran over.
Both of them are special prisoners, and they cannot be allowed to die in an unknown manner. This is what several prison guards are thinking.
"Stop, stop!" When the three prison guards saw Liu Zhenming and Giorgos struggling together, one of the guards took out the key and opened the cell door, and the other two pulled out the pistols on their waists.
Aim inside.
Gyorgos ignored him and punched Liu Zhenming in the face with his fists. Of course, Liu Zhenming was not to be outdone and kicked him in the waist...
"Stop!" After three prison guards came in, they quickly pulled the two away.
A police sergeant asked angrily: "Tell me, why did you fight?"
He spoke so fast that Liu Zhenming could only hear a few words, while Gyorgos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said unceremoniously: "Sheriff, I request that he be taken away. He is a
A damned, dirty Chinese pig, how could I be imprisoned with him!"
"What are you talking about, he is a member of the Boxer Rebellion?" The three policemen looked Liu Zhenming up and down.
The Boxers besieged embassies of various countries, and their reputation has spread beyond China. American newspapers often publicized how barbaric these Boxers were, and how they gutted foreigners.
In short, when several policemen heard that Liu Zhenming was Chinese, they immediately thought of the Boxer Rebellion.
"Are you really Chinese?" With such important information, the police sergeant felt it was necessary to ask clearly and report it to the superior.
"I am Chinese!" Liu Zhenming is not prepared to hide his identity. Now that things have happened, the Americans will not let him go no matter what, so why bother forgetting their ancestors.
"Bah, yellow-skinned monkey!" The police sergeant spit a mouthful of phlegm into Liu Zhenming's face with disdain. The other two policemen pointed their guns at Liu Zhenming. They believed that if Liu Zhenming made any move, he would immediately
was suppressed.
With his hands clenched tightly into fists, Liu Zhenming stared at the police chief with his eyes. As long as he was alive, he would avenge this kind of insult one day.
"What are you looking at!" The police sergeant was so stunned by Liu Zhenming's glare that he couldn't help but raise his hands. Before Liu Zhenming had time to react, he slapped him twice in the face.
Is this how you deal with the Chinese now? Great!
Seeing the police sergeant's palm raised again, Liu Zhenming opened his mouth sharply, revealing his white teeth, and bit the back of his hand fiercely.
"Ah, Chinese pig, Chinese pig,..."
The police sergeant screamed, raised his other hand into a fist, and punched Liu Zhenming hard in the face.
Two other police officers rushed forward and punched and kicked Liu Zhenming hard.
Liu Zhenming refused to let go and pulled hard towards the back, pulling out a piece of flesh and blood from the back of the police sergeant's hand.
Liu Zhenming has understood that in this era of cannibalism, if you want to avoid being eaten by others, you must eat others.
"You Chinese pig!" The police chief was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He covered his bleeding hand and angrily motioned for another policeman to shoot and kill Liu Zhenming.
The two policemen hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded: "Chief Jack, this savage yellow-skinned pig cannot die like this. We still have to put him on trial and let him suffer all kinds of torture. Sheriff, you are a dirty savage."
If you took a bite, you should see a doctor quickly to avoid being infected with the disease."
The police sergeant named Jack glared fiercely at Liu Zhenming, who was curled up on the ground after being beaten, and said angrily: "Just wait, little bastard! Soon, you will meet Satan soon."
There was a clang, the cell was locked, and the three prison guards hurried away.
Liu Zhenming had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, but in response to Jack's warning, he raised his middle finger with difficulty, then picked up the piece of meat on the back of his hand from the ground, put it into his mouth, and chewed hard.
Liu Zhenming's delicious chewing sound and the blood in his mouth frightened Gyorgos on one side to shiver, and he quietly moved to the other side.
Gyorgos' reaction played right into Liu Zhenming's hands. Liu Zhenming was covered in wounds and could no longer withstand the torment. This Gyorgos was watching eagerly from the side, unable to protect himself from attacking his opponent again.
Therefore, Liu Zhenming wanted to be ruthless and scare Gyorgos so that he would not dare to act rashly.
The goal seemed to have been achieved, but the strong smell of blood made Liu Zhenming's stomach convulse and a wave of nausea well up in his heart.
This was human flesh, raw human flesh. Liu Zhenming suppressed the desire to spit it out and swallowed it with a grunt.