All the Chinese people around glared at Brown's arrogant actions until Brown walked out the door.
Ye Geyin, the young man behind Ye Ting, said angrily: "The white people are getting more and more outrageous. Do they regard our place as their police station? Come and leave when you want. They can order us to do things at will, Dad." ! No matter what they do, I want to see what that American can do to us!"
Ye Geyin is the son of Ye Ting. He has outstanding marksmanship and is even more skilled in Bagua Quan. He is very prestigious among the younger generation of Chinese in Toronto. He is also young and energetic. He believes that adding Chinese people cannot blindly tolerate it, otherwise it will only make white people Pushing further and further, becoming more and more aggressive.
"What do you know? We are walking on thin ice now. If we are not careful, conflicts will arise. No matter how powerful you are, some people or a country is powerful. No matter how arrogant you are, you dare to say that you can defeat a hundred people, a thousand people, or ten thousand people." People?" Ye Ting slammed the table and said angrily.
His words were not only directed at Ye Geyin, but he said them when he saw that the young people around him had grievances on their faces and deeply believed in Ye Geyin's words.
In Ye Ting's view, in Canada, he and other Chinese people are already in a disadvantageous situation. Only by giving in step by step to the white people and always adopting the policy of "minorizing big things and minimizing small things" can we survive in other people's territory. .
Ye Ting didn't know that the white people were not the owners of this land originally. After the white people came to this land, they did not adopt a tolerant attitude. They used the blood of countless Indians and themselves to become this land. of the owner of the land.
After Ye Ting finished speaking, he took a heavy sip of tea and sighed: "If you want to blame the man named Liu Zhenming, tell me, he did something bad and actually went to assassinate the President of the United States. This is good. Not only did the United States The situation of the Chinese people has become difficult, even for us in Canada. The white people are irritating all of us Chinese people."
As soon as Ye Ting said about Liu Zhenming, Ye Geyin's eyes shone and he said with admiration: "If you ask me, Liu Zhenming is the real man. Who could assassinate McKinley alone? This is for us. All the Chinese in America let out a bad breath. Huh, look at those white people. Will they dare to bully us at will in the future? Besides, McKinley sent troops to attack China, killing countless Chinese and robbing countless of our ancestors. Don’t things deserve to die?”
"Shut up! Your mouth will cause trouble one day." Ye Ting heard that his son was getting more and more outrageous, so he had to reprimand him.
"Liu Zhenming did things regardless of the consequences. By killing McKinley, our situation has improved. Why do I feel that white people are becoming more and more hostile to us?" Ye Ting curled his lips and continued: "It was good for him. He died a bachelor. Let's We are here to suffer for him, stop talking and see who the foreigners want us to find!"
Ye Ting picked up the picture on the table, looked at it again and again, and murmured to himself: "Strange, why does it look so familiar to me?"
When Ye Geyin heard this, he also leaned over, his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Liu Zhenming! This is Liu Zhenming."
At this time, the Chinese people standing around could no longer calm down. They all gathered around and started talking in low voices while looking at the pictures.
"I saw Liu Zhenming's picture in the newspaper, it seems to be him!"
"Impossible, maybe he just looks similar. Didn't the US government say that he has been executed?"
"Yes, can he still escape from prison?"
Ye Ting waved his hand and said loudly: "Quick, bring the newspaper."
Originally, the Chinese did not care about major events in mainstream American society, but this time a Chinese played the leading role. The news spread, and almost all Chinese in America knew Liu Zhenming more or less...
Not to mention semi-leading societies like the Chung Hwa Association, which maintain order within Chinese society and deal with local governments outside.
After a while, a large stack of newspapers was placed on the table by Ye Geyin.
Ye Ting looked through it all the way, and after a while, everyone gasped.
Because the picture Brown left was no different from the picture in a newspaper.
"Not only did Liu Zhenming not die, but he also came to Canada from the United States?" Ye Ting swallowed hard. Whether he likes it or not, as long as this matter is true, the Chinese in Canada will face a more difficult situation. Those who
The Americans will definitely not give up. It is definitely common for Americans to conduct secret searches in Chinatown.
"Could it be that Brown took the wrong photo?" Ye Geyin also said cautiously. After all, this matter was so bizarre that even he didn't believe it.
"Okay, don't make any noise about this for now. Let's ask around first. If this Liu Zhenming really escapes here, we will make other plans!" Ye Ting pushed away everyone and stood up with a serious face.
Ye Geyin looked excited and secretly decided in his heart that if Liu Zhenming really came here, he must help him escape.
Everyone responded and dispersed with a bang!
Ye Geyin led several young people to the front yard. He planned to start with some hotels in Chinatown to see if Liu Zhenming was here. You must know that almost all Chinese in Chinatown are members of the Chinese Association.
This is also in response to external pressure, and the Chinese community has to survive in this way.
"Everyone, please be careful. Even if you find it, don't say anything more. Tell me first. I know..." Before Ye Geyin finished speaking, he suddenly couldn't go on. His eyes were as wide as copper.
It was as big as a bell, and the expression on his face was as if he had seen a ghost.
"Brother, please make way!" Liu Zhenming looked at the group of people at the door with some curiosity, and estimated in his heart that these people should be the armed forces of the Chinese Association.
The leader of the group had a baby face, but the ghostly expression on his face made people look a bit amused.
"Brother, come here!" Ye Geyin reacted and knew that now was not the time to be in a daze. He immediately stepped forward, pulled up the corner of Liu Zhenming's clothes and wanted to leave.
"Let go!" Liu Zhenming snorted coldly, his left hand turned into a fist and struck towards his outstretched hand, while his right hand slightly bent to strangle his neck.
The fighting skills Liu Zhenming learned in the system emphasized defeating the enemy with one move. On the battlefield, one move would be fatal. Not long after Ye Geyin rubbed his hands, he strangled his neck.
"I, I know you are Liu Zhenming, come with me quickly." Seeing that other people in the club were about to surround him, Ye Geyin waved his hands repeatedly and said softly to Liu Zhenming.
Whereabouts revealed?
Liu Zhenming relaxed his hands a little and secretly prepared himself!
"The Americans are coming for you, come with me." Ye Geyin coughed twice and pulled Liu Zhenming again.
This time, Liu Zhenming did not resist, but allowed him to pull him into a side room.
"You guys, guard the door for me. No one can be let in. Also, don't report this matter to my father for the time being." Ye Geyin ordered softly.