Mr. Jin looked at the arrogant people, but did not open the door and shouted a warning through the wooden fence.
"This villa has been bought by my client. Mr. Ferrivers has left. It is now a private place. I warn you that if you harass us again, we will call the police."
The black man who took the lead looked at the Asian in front of him in surprise, his face full of disbelief.
“Damn it, you mean, this old ghost, Ferrifus, sold the villa? Where are the others?”
“That’s right, as for the Ferrifus you are looking for Sir, we don’t know where he is going. I am a lawyer, and I think you should know what you will face if you break into a private place.”
The black man turned his head to discuss a few words with a few people, and then turned back. Come, with a fierce look on his face, "I almost deceived you. You said that the old man sold the villa. What evidence do you have? Come and have a look, or let us go in and look for it. The damn old ghost must be here to find you." Fool us, Mike owes us money, don’t think that you can deceive us with a little trick, you damn yellow-skinned monkey, open the door quickly.”
Mr. Jin is very angry, and he originally thought that he was a lawyer. I will ask a few people to restrain themselves and make it clear that the other party should find the real victim. Unexpectedly, he is still so arrogant and domineering and wants to check the evidence. The transfer procedures of the villa have not been completed yet. Where can the evidence come from? I can only get it from my pocket. He took out his lawyer's card and waved it.
"See clearly, this is my ID. I guarantee in the name of a lawyer that everything I say is true. If you insist on harassing us, we can only call the police."
< br>"Haha, call the police, friends, did you hear this, this yellow-skinned monkey is telling us a joke, where are the police? The nearest town of York is more than ten kilometers away from here, and there are only three police officers in the whole town. How about you? They came to scare us.”
Seeing a few people unscrupulously trying to tear down the door, Mr. Jin was helpless. There was nothing he could do about these unreasonable people, and the racist hat opened his mouth to stop them. People with yellow-skinned monkeys don't care at all. Only those with a certain status and industry are quite afraid. These people are obviously rogues and don't care at all.
The commotion here also attracted Jiang Fangzhou and the Yang sisters who were cleaning up in the kitchen. Seeing the commotion outside the villa, Zhu Xuefeng was sitting in the front yard and watching, seemingly not in a hurry.
"Boss, is someone looking for trouble? Could it be the group looking for Ferrifus? How about we call the police."
There was a phone in the villa, and Jiang Fangzhou When Yang Lei said she wanted to call the police, she was ready to make a call.
"It should be them. Mr. Jin is going to communicate with them. Just watch it first. Don't worry."
Zhu Xuefeng still didn't get up. He lay down slowly and played with a piece of paper in his hand. A shining flying knife with a piece of red silk behind it.
Yang Zhen pointed to the throwing knife in Zhu Xuefeng's hand, put it next to Yang Lei's ear, and whispered, "Sister, the little boss knows how to throw knives!"
"Shh." Yang Lei couldn't do anything about Yang Zhen's excitement. In her eyes, calling the police was the most appropriate. If weapons were used, conflicts could easily intensify. The police would definitely be rude to those who broke into private places without permission.
And Mr. Jin here is also very helpless. These people are unreasonable and can only change their ways.
"Are you a member of "Black-Hearted Nick"? Stop immediately."
"Do you know Mr. Nick?" the leading black man asked cautiously.
"Of course, go tell him that I am Jin Wumin. Don't let anyone come to trouble this villa again. The Felifus you are looking for has indeed sold the villa."
"Lawyer Wumin Jin?" The black man seemed a little surprised and looked at Mr. Jin who was not afraid at all.
"Well, that's me." Mr. Jin took a step forward and got closer to the fence so that the other party could see clearly. The black man hesitated for a moment and then asked the others to stop. These people all looked at Mr. Jin in surprise. , they didn’t know what “Black Heart Nick” was, nor what Lawyer Jin was, but when the little boss asked them to stop, they had no choice but to stop, but several of them were staring at Zhu Xuefeng and the other four not far away.
"John, look at those two girls, are they the same two who were at the grocery store this morning."
"Yes, they were them. I let them escape..."< br>
The black man ignored the whispers of his men and thought for a while before speaking to Mr. Jin.
"We're going back now. You'd better not lie to me..., you should know the consequences of lying to us."
Looking at a group of people swearing unwillingly, they climbed into the pickup truck and turned around to leave. Mr. Jin turned around with a calm expression.
"Mr. Jin, it seems that you have a good reputation. It is thanks to your honor that we have avoided trouble today."
Although they were not close, they still heard the last words of Mr. Jin. It is to use one's own reputation to make the other party retreat in spite of difficulties.
"It's all about face and shame. We brothers in the Chinese area worked together, but we experienced something and accidentally gained a reputation. I am different from them. These people are not easy to mess with."
" Uncle Jin, tell me, who is that "Black-hearted Nick"? Are they very powerful? Why did they scare you away?" Yang Zhen took a chair and asked Mr. Jin to sit down, serving him carefully, just wanting to listen. Hearing these secret things, Yang Lei just laughed and was speechless at her sister's actions, and had no idea what to do.
“Actually, when it comes to Ferrifus’ eldest son, I guess it has something to do with this “Black-hearted Nick”. This guy is the biggest bad guy in the city, secretly selling big guys and white powder. , also manages the largest underground casino and nightclub here, and has a lot of people under his command, so he is very difficult to mess with." (Smoking was legalized in Bald Eagle only after 1996)
"Oh, that's it. Ah, then why did you scare them away with just a few words?" Yang Zhen still asked, sitting on a small stool, holding his chin and looking at Mr. Jin.
“Actually, this matter has been going on for some years. At that time, York had just gained momentum and was not as powerful as it is now. He wanted to sell drugs to our Chinese district, but our people discovered it. Our ancestors ate it. How can you not know the poison of this thing after living through it?"
When Mr. Jin said this, his face became a little solemn, and he continued after a while. "We all hate this thing. Now they want to come and harass our young people. How could this happen? This is how conflicts arise."
"What happened next, what happened next?" Yang Zhen seemed to have something that did not belong to him. Curious about his age, he continued to ask.
Mr. Jin also looked curious when he saw several people. He sighed and continued.
“Since there is a conflict, there will be a conflict. There were several armed fights between the two parties, and people died, but the police did not care. Later, the commotion became louder and louder, and basically all the Chinese nearby were involved. , Only then did officials come forward to coordinate. "Chinese people have no place here, and the police don't care if they die." Jiang Fangzhou sighed quietly.
"Who says otherwise? Many Chinese here are descendants of former laborers. According to them, the ghosts of their ancestors are all under the railway tracks. Let me tell you, as long as you leave home, no one will take you seriously. , this is North America, not my hometown."
Looking at several people lost in thought, Mr. Jin’s voice was a little hoarse, and he continued. "This is also the reason why we Chinese are in a group here. If we don't join the group, we will die without knowing how. If we want to survive, we can only rely on each other. It is because of this that this Chinese district exists. "
"What happened next? What was the outcome of the negotiation?" Zhu Xuefeng was also deeply shocked. He knew that leaving his hometown was hard, but he didn't expect that the workers were worse off than what he saw from the information. Mr. Jin smiled bitterly and continued.
"Later we sat down together for peace talks and agreed that he would not expand his power into the Chinese area, and the Chinese would not be able to expand their power into the city center..."
"Is this the end? These people are in vain. Dead?" Seeing that Mr. Jin looked a little lonely and didn't want to talk in detail, Zhu Xuefeng stopped asking, but Yang Zhen couldn't help but ask.
"What can we do? We also killed several of them. The scene was chaotic and we couldn't find out who did it. The police could pretend not to see both sides. That was enough for us. If we were serious, we would have been arrested a lot."
"But Uncle Jin, they rushed to the Chinese district to cause trouble. We were trying to protect ourselves. My sister always said that private places are sacred and inviolable, and they came to invade. We just fought back, you are a lawyer, we are obviously reasonable, how can we die in vain?"
Yang Zhen's eyes widened, he glanced at his sister, and questioned again unconvinced.
"Your Uncle Jin was not a lawyer at that time. It was because of this incident that I made up my mind to get a lawyer's license."
Seeing that Yang Zhen looked unconvinced, Jin The husband felt comfortable in his heart. This girl naturally stood in the position of the Chinese and shouted "we" unconsciously. In her bones, the blood of the Chinese has not been shed in vain. Unlike in the Chinese area, many people have lost their blood. Seeing her There were riots and people died, and they moved out overnight. Of course, these people had no good end. They left the Chinese area. In the complicated environment at that time, their families were broken up and their families were destroyed within a few days, and no one would care about them.
"These people should be protected by someone in the city hall."
"Of course, but not in the city, but in a military camp by the sea. Their leader is a retired officer who has found some cargo routes from Southeast Asia. Later, after he gained a certain amount of wealth, he hooked up with the local councilman and became more and more arrogant."
"That's right, there is no one who can protect the gangsters in that place and become so famous. "When I was in school in Fusang, the local violent gangs were actually thugs secretly supported by some congressmen and financial groups."
Jiang Fangzhou also lamented that when it comes to gangsters, Fusang is the most rampant. Youth violence groups all have legal status and are considered legal organizations.
Mr. Jin also spoke again quietly, "How could a gangster like him develop into what he is now so quickly without a backing? It is said that they have hundreds of people now. If they want to cause trouble for us again, we will not stop them at all. Can't stop."
Yang Lei was thoughtful on the side. All this was beyond her knowledge and completely different from what happened in class.
“All the young adults in our Chinese area add up to less than 200, and we cannot continue to fight with them. There have been some disputes over the years, but the forces behind them have not come forward and seem to suppress these people. The gang didn't have as big a conflict as before, so we just managed to live in peace."
"Uncle Jin, tell me how you blocked the harassment of this group of people back then." Yang Zhen still expressed his feelings about that time. I was very curious and wanted to know the story of the older generation of Chinese people’s struggle, so I asked.
“Do you really want to hear it?” Mr. Jin looked at the young people around him.
"Tell us about it. We also want to know about the experiences of our ancestors who left their hometowns and worked hard here."
Seeing that everyone seemed to be interested in this paragraph, Mr. Jin slowly told the story from many years ago. After listening to Mr. Jin's detailed explanation, several people were silent. This tragic experience made the scene solemn, and everyone They all felt extremely heavy, and there was an inexplicable flame burning in their eyes.
“I thought that only in the troubled times in our hometown, human life was as cheap as a dog. I didn’t expect that the majestic bald eagle, known as the paradise of freedom, would actually look like this. Uncle Jin, thank you for teaching me a lesson. ”
Yang Zhen was the first to stand up. Today’s story touched her deeply. They came here, their families spent a lot of money, and they had to study hard. They have been here for three years and have been staying in the school and dormitory to immerse themselves. After studying hard, it is not easy to understand the older generation of Chinese like this. This is the first time.
"You are right. In the eyes of these white people, our lives and the lives of black people are not valuable. No matter how many people die, they will not care. The police at that time were not as good as they are now. They don't care at all. If not The scale got bigger and bigger, and in the end even the white people were seriously injured. They didn't even try to mediate. They were more willing to fight with each other."
"This is what they keep saying. In a democratic society governed by the rule of law, I really didn’t expect the older generation in the Chinese area to survive like this.” Zhu Xuefeng also sighed.
Yang Lei was also deeply shocked by this paragraph. She has been studying law for three years and has always believed that law is a good thing. Although there are some unsatisfactory things here, overall The order is not bad, the law is perfect, and everyone has the awareness to abide by the law. It turns out that I only saw the superficial phenomenon, and I was robbed yesterday.
Mr. Jin glanced at Yang Lei. The two sisters had rented his house for less than two weeks and knew that they were students who had never been out of campus.
“This society is far from what you think. If you look more in society, you will realize that all the sins are hidden under the beautiful appearance. It’s hard to describe how much bullying the Chinese have suffered here. , that is, in recent years, through the banner of anti-racial discrimination, everyone has become a little more harmonious on the surface."
"Mr. Jin is right, these white people are hooligans from hundreds of years ago. "How many of the ancestors of the criminals who were exiled were good people? They are very cautious when dealing with them. They look down on us Chinese at all." Jiang Fangzhou had many interactions with white people and was deeply touched.
"Manager Jiang is right. It seems that you are also inspired by this. You said that their ancestors had this kind of virtue. How can their descendants be any better? That's why we Chinese here It’s not easy. Not only do these people look down on us, but also the black people. They always feel that they are superior to us. I don’t know where they get the confidence.”
Mr. Jin has been here for more than ten years and has deeper feelings about these. Following Jiang Fangzhou's words, he expressed some of his own feelings.
“Well, our company promotes and develops the market here, and we often deal with them. Being discriminated against is also common. We are used to it. I heard that it was even worse in the past few years.”
Yang Lei is obviously a little distracted. She can also come into contact with many classmates of various races in school. It seems that this situation is much better. However, she did not expect that this is the case in real life. She also felt some feelings when she was working, but Compared with what Mr. Jin said, it is much better.
(End of this chapter)