The arrogance started from Chinatown

Chapter 797 Something big is going to happen

Then the scholar said, "Boss, today is Thanksgiving. The Spanish must have done it on purpose!"

Chen Zhengwei never celebrates Thanksgiving, and James Garfield and William Chandler haven't been thinking about Thanksgiving recently.

Hearing this, Chen Zhengwei smiled even more brightly.

"Thank you, of course I am grateful! After all, they gave me such a large colony, how can I not be grateful?"

"Just like Americans are grateful to the Indians!" Chen Zhengwei laughed, slapping his thigh.

James Garfield and William Chandler next to them looked at each other and then smiled bitterly.

Chen Zhengwei even cursed his own people.

And they were sure that this guy must have done it on purpose.

That's the way this guy is.

"I suggest that you recall the ambassador to Spain first!" Chen Zhengwei suddenly said after laughing for a long time.

After hearing this, the two knew that the Spanish ambassador to the United States who was recovering from his injuries was in danger.

After the two left, Xiucai asked, "Brother Wei, is the deal done?"

"Of course. Otherwise I would have asked you to arrange two 'Spaniards' to shoot our President!"

"Send a telegram to Cuba and have our people hide according to the previous orders and wait for the next order. At the same time, tell the bronze giant that as long as they complete my requirements, I will support them in establishing an independent country after defeating Spain!"

Chen Zhengwei also has a lot of people in Cuba.

However, he evacuated and hid before the Spanish army took control of his plantations and factories.

Since he knew that Spain was going to take action, why would he hand over these evidence to the Spaniards?

The funds frozen by the Spaniards are very small, only a few hundred thousand dollars, but when the time comes they will at least add a few zeros to compensate Chen Zhengwei.

"Send a telegram and ask Rong Jiahong to kill the Spanish ambassador to the United States for me."

"Ask Situ Ye and Guan Qianbo to come over."

"Then arrange for newspapers in various places to publish stories about the miserable lives of the Cuban people under the oppression of the Spanish... They can exaggerate a little... to attract attention!"

Xiucai went out to arrange the telegram, and Chen Zhengwei stretched himself. The matter in Cuba was about to come to an end.

Just as the Minister of the Navy had just thought, everything was already doomed. The Spaniards were doomed to lose before the war even started.

In New York, after receiving the telegram, Xu Yan stood up and walked to the map on the wall and looked at it for a long time, his eyes always on the location of Cuba.

After a moment, he asked someone to call Rong Jiahong over.

"Brother Wei's order is to take people to Washington to kill the Spanish ambassador to the United States."

After being severely beaten by Rong Jiahong, he went directly to the embassy in Washington to recuperate, which was much safer than New York.

"I can make him into a statue and put it on the streets of Washington so people can see it when they pass by!" A lot of artistic germs immediately popped up in Rong Jiahong's mind (yes!).

"Just kill him. Don't make too much noise and don't make people feel insecure." Xu Yan warned.

"Okay..." Rong Jiahong could only give up the artistic bacteria in his brain reluctantly.

He stood up and walked out of the room: "Go and call someone to go to Washington with me."

Chen Zhengwei's fleet had been prepared long ago. After Chen Zhengwei met with Situ Ye and Guan Qianbo, that night, the Warrior and Palmer, as well as two Tell-class gunboats, fourteen torpedo ships, and four transport ships left the port of San Francisco.

The light cruisers Oakland and Los Angeles, two Tell-class gunboats, eight torpedo ships and four transport ships will set sail for Ryukyu in half a month.

At that time, the US Navy Pacific Squadron will cooperate with Chen Zhengwei's fleet.

On the San Francisco side, only the light cruiser USS San Francisco and two Tell-class gunboats were left to conceal their whereabouts.

Chen Zhengwei wanted to make the Spaniards think that his target was Cuba.

……

That night, Rong Jiahong led his men out of the Washington train station. It only took six or seven hours to get from New York to Washington, which was a very short distance in that era.

When the police in Washington saw this group of Chinese people walking out of the train station, they immediately became nervous.

Soon, they left in a carriage and arrived at their destination.

The FBI agents were already waiting there.

"Mr. Rong... The Spanish Embassy is here, at the intersection of Massachusetts Avenue and 18th Street. It's less than two kilometers away from the White House and very close to Dupont Circle. There are many embassies of other countries nearby..."

"There is one military attaché, one naval attaché, two assistant military attachés, two doormen, two guards, six servants, two cooks, two grooms... a total of 2 people in the embassy."

"Francisco Barca has been recuperating in the embassy recently and rarely goes out." The FBI agent took out another floor plan.

"This building has three floors above ground and one floor underground. The first floor is the lobby, reception room, restaurant and office area. The second floor is the minister's residence, conference room and library. The third floor is the residence of secretaries and staff... and the basement is the wine cellar, kitchen and servants' area."

"You lead the way at night! Also arrange for the police in Washington to go off work when it's time to get off work and go to sleep when it's time to sleep!" Rong Jiahong said.

The agent from the Bureau of Investigation nodded. He naturally knew what to do in this matter.

Rong Jiahong's men then opened the bag, took out a number of submachine guns from it for inspection, and then took out a number of bullets and put them into the magazines.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Rong Jiahong looked at the time on his pocket watch, got up and walked out: "Let's go, get some work done!"

"Finish it early and come back early. It's too late and it will disturb other people's sleep!"

"Brother Wei always tells me that one must have a sense of public morality!"

The henchmen behind Rong Jiahong were all grinning. "We definitely have a sense of public morality! Whoever says we don't have a sense of public morality, let them come and tell us!"

The group went out and took a carriage to the target location. The carriage stopped at the door of a building at the intersection of Massachusetts Avenue and 18th Street.

This is a three-story Victorian-style building with red brick walls and tall windows. It is very young and was built just two years ago.

There is a yard and iron fence outside the building. Rong Jiahong got off the carriage, with the submachine gun in his hand hanging at his feet.

The others also got off the carriage and looked at the building in front of them.

It was only half past eight in the evening, and occasionally a horse-drawn carriage passed by on the road.

French Minister Théodore Lustein was returning to the embassy in a carriage. He had just attended a salon and was still drunk.

The assistant beside him suddenly reminded him: "Sir, look!"

Theodore Lustan looked in the direction his assistant was looking, and saw through the window that several carriages were parked in front of a building, and some Chinese men in gentlemen's suits got off the carriages... They all had guns in their hands, and they were almost not shy at all.

"Is it Chen Lao Hu's people...that is...the mad dog from New York?" Theodore Lustan was almost sober now, and he still recognized Rong Jiahong.

"here it is……"

"It's the Spanish Embassy, sir!" the assistant immediately reminded.

"Let's get out of here quickly!" Theodore Lustan took another look and then looked away.

He thought about the news he heard today… He felt at that time that something was going to happen.

And Chen Zhengwei's revenge came quickly.

That guy has always been known for his violent and vindictive character, and he has no scruples at all.

Outside the Spanish Embassy, Rong Jiahong took two puffs of his cigarette, threw it on the ground and crushed it with his feet.

"Do it!"

A group of people immediately jumped over the wall into the courtyard of the Spanish Embassy. Some people ran over to open the gate, while others rushed directly to the main gate of the embassy.

Suddenly, the sound of dogs barking was heard in the yard.

Da da da!
Rong Jiahong's men opened fire immediately.

When Rong Jiahong walked in through the gate, the person in front of him had already kicked open the door of the embassy and rushed in.

Then fierce gunfire broke out in the embassy.

When Rong Jiahong stepped on two corpses and reached the second floor, gunshots were heard from the third floor.

Rong Jiahong held a gun in his hand with a crazy smile on his face: "BINGBONG, Mr. Minister, where are you?"

"Brother Hong, I'm here!" The thug inside showed his head from the door.

Rong Jiahong almost shot him and went to a room in a huff, where the minister had been held down by two people.

"Have you considered the consequences?" Minister Francisco Barca's face turned pale.

"Have you considered the consequences?" Rong Jiahong put the gun to his head: "Don't say you don't know what happened!"

I saw that the other person’s face turned even paler.

"I demand a death that suits my status, so that I can die with dignity!" Francisco Barca took a deep breath and calmed down.

He knew the situation was irreversible and wanted to die in a dignified way.

"It must be very decent!" Rong Jiahong pulled the trigger directly at his head!

After one volley of bullets, the ambassador's head was gone.

"They will have to piece you out bit by bit by then. Is that decent enough?" Rong Jiahong said with a grin.

"Beat him like a sieve!"

Rong Jiahong waved his hand, and his men continued to pull the trigger at the corpse on the ground.

The gunshots here had already alarmed the surrounding embassies, but no one dared to come in to check.

Twenty minutes later, Rong Jiahong came out with his men, got on the carriage and left.

Another half an hour passed before the officer on duty at the Washington Police Department finally arrived at the scene, followed by the chief, who hurried over and walked out quickly, covering his mouth as soon as he entered the minister's room.

vomit!
The scene was so tragic!

The next day, the Spanish Embassy tragedy made headlines in major American newspapers, shocking half of the country.

……

On November 1882, 11, Thanksgiving Day in the United States, the Spanish sent troops to take control of some of Chen Zhengwei's plantations and factories in Cuba and froze all of Chen Zhengwei's assets in Cuba.

December 12, London, UK.

Randolph Churchill sat in the carriage in his overcoat, holding a newspaper in his hand.

“Are the Spanish crazy?”

"That guy's expression must be very interesting right now!"

"But this is also a good thing. It can give that guy a place to vent his energy! It will save him from getting into trouble everywhere!"

When Chen Zhengwei was in Southeast Asia before, he caused him a lot of trouble.

"Did he receive the gift I gave him last time? He must be very happy..." Randolph Churchill felt that the aphrodisiac effect of mummy powder mixed with red wine was very good.

Although Chen Zhengwei was physically strong, his life of reveling every night made him need this more than himself.

Turning the newspaper to the other side, his eyes became serious.

The above news was that the Spanish Embassy in the United States was attacked, and 22 people including the minister were killed, and the Washington police arrived an hour after the incident.

The next piece of news is that the American Minister to Spain fled Spain overnight.

He knew something big was going to happen.

(End of this chapter)