1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Explosion? Go check what's going on." Liu Yiming was sitting in the train, drinking herbal tea, when he suddenly heard several explosions.

The sound seemed a bit dull, perhaps because the quality of the explosives was not good, or because the distance was far.

No matter which one, it should not happen in the city, but even if it happened, Liu Yiming was not very surprised, because it was something that had been prepared.

As early as when the merger plan was decided internally, that is, at the party before the New Year, Nanhua had thought about how to stop the merger.

The easiest link was Sun Zaizhi.

After all, he was the head of the Chinese Provisional Government. He died during the meeting with the emperor. No matter what the two sides did, it would bring extremely bad effects.

Even if the merger could be forced at that time, it would leave a lot of hidden dangers.

It is more likely that after Sun Zaizhi's death, a group of Westerners, under the banner of anti-politics and absolute fairness, conducted a frame-up investigation, and then threw the black pot on a certain official of Nanhua.

Yes, it can be said that it was done by the officials themselves, and then people will be left with the impression that Nanhua officials are dark, sinister, and unscrupulous, which is extremely unfavorable to the merger.

If Nanhua conducts its own investigation, these people will say that Nanhua is framing others and wants others to take the blame for Nanhua, etc.

Coincidentally, conspiracy theories are what the public likes to talk about the most.

They don't care about the truth, but what they want to see.

A group of people making a fuss can always lead a group of brainless young people who don't know the truth and claim to be righteous, and then trigger a greater crisis.

Fortunately, Nanhua has come up with a plan very early.

First of all, the vehicles for picking up people are composed of 30 identical vehicles. After picking up people, they will sort them randomly and set off in six groups.

Then the vehicles in the convoy that actually carry Sun Zaizhi and his party will gradually change vehicles during the journey.

For example, now, of their five vehicles, only the one they are riding in is still black, and the other four are colorful, and there is even a large tractor.

Cars used to pick people up are not uncommon in Borneo. The government only uses them to strengthen their defenses and replace them with stronger engines. The appearance looks the same.

...

About half an hour later, the people who went to investigate came back.

"Your Majesty, there was an attack on East Second Street. Six attackers were caught on the spot, eight were shot dead, and eleven committed suicide by taking poison." The spy said softly.

He was very sensible and did not mention the fact that twelve people were injured and killed. This matter should not be intervened by the emperor himself, otherwise it would appear that they are incompetent.

Just like many social problems, do you think they don't know? No! Not really, they know better than anyone else.

The reason why they are not solved is, on the one hand, the problem of interests, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, and on the other hand, the problem of attitude.

If a social problem requires the top leaders to express their attitude to deal with it, it proves that this society has been corrupted to an irreversible point.

"Suicide? Death soldiers? More than twenty in one breath, it really cost a lot of money." Liu Yiming nodded, waved his hand, and motioned him to go down.

Jiang Wang combed and sorted them every three to five days. The number of people arranged by various countries to Nanhua was not too large. The cost of more than 20 clean-identity assassins was not small.

As for why Jiang Wang failed to sort them out, please, China is a country with nearly 50 million people, and the population is relatively scattered. It is normal to have problems.

"Check whether it was done by the Japanese. This is more like their style." If the countries that least want to see the merger of the two countries are ranked, Japan can at least be ranked second.

"Yes!" Jiang Wang came over just as the spy was about to go down.

"Not Japanese. One of these people came back from the United States. We found his correspondence with the United States."

"There are a lot of contents written in the letter. It can be basically concluded that this matter is inseparable from the Americans."

Jiang Wang handed a few pieces of letter paper to Liu Yiming.

After Liu Yiming took a first look, he subconsciously took out an English-Chinese dictionary and compared the translation. It was not because he forgot English, but because the content on it was too outrageous.

After comparing them one by one, Liu Yiming was speechless and didn't even know what to say for a while.

"So, this is an action remotely directed by Americans and planned by the gangs. What are these people trying to do?" Liu Yiming asked puzzledly.

Jiang Wang stood aside, not daring to speak.

The information on the letter showed that the ambush was carried out by a group of gang members who joined the gang in the United States in their early years. Although they were not reused and even suppressed.

But they were still sent to the immigration team by the gang boss (or someone else) as "pathfinders".

The Chinese in the United States adopt a voluntary immigration system. It is only because of the influence of the Chinese Exclusion Act that most ordinary Chinese choose to immigrate, and a few industries that cannot be moved remain in the United States.

This group of people moved here in this way. It seems that they have been here for several years, but they still listen to the gangs.

Liu Yiming doesn't understand. The Chinese outside have a broader vision and a higher starting point. They should live a much better life than the bottom of a gang. Why?

Do gangs have beliefs these days?

"Go and find out if there are other people behind it. Where are they?" Liu Yiming threw the letter aside.

"According to the plan, they should adopt the third or fifth plan, and they will arrive in more than ten minutes." Jiang Wang said softly.

This time it was his negligence. Although it was certain that someone would cause trouble, but letting a group of gangsters succeed, isn't it obvious that he is incompetent?

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"Go, don't make trouble again, the investigation of the Chinese inside... After the merger is completed, it will also be fully launched." Liu Yiming waved his hand and didn't blame him.

...

Wang Peter, or Peter Wang, was born in California, USA in 1890. His father was a miner and his mother was a housewife. His father named him Wang Yaozu, hoping that he could bring honor to his ancestors and return home in glory.

Wang Yaozu had a pretty good childhood, but in 1900, when Wang Yaozu was only ten years old, his father died in a mining accident.

The United States in the 1900s was still quite dark for workers. Work-related injuries? Sorry, the capitalist said he didn't understand what you were saying and threw four mighty Ni Ge thugs at you.

As a result, Wang Yaozu's family did not receive any compensation. His family suddenly lost its economic support. His mother had no skills and had to remarry to support him.

But he did not understand, left school (an American elementary school), and began to hang around, stealing all day long, and being beaten was normal.

When he was twelve years old, Wang Yaozu stole ten dollars from a white man, which was a considerable sum of money. Just when he was excited with the banknotes, the police found him.

At that time, the United States did not have the habit of protecting minors. They themselves used child labor, and there was no large number of political correctness.

He was a yellow man, and this was the original sin. Stealing from white people was a crime on top of a crime.

Needless to say, he went to jail and was beaten.

After he was released from prison, he was already fifteen years old. He had no skills and no source of income, so he started to hang around again.

But this time he learned to be smart. He changed his name to Peter and joined a gang. In the gang, he was a bullied faction, but he was used to it. Anyway, he would send double the bullying to others.

Well, he mainly bullied the yellow people, after all, neither blacks nor whites were afraid of him.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would have continued to live like this until one day, in a gang fight, he would be used as cannon fodder, die in the streets or rot in the stinking ditch.

But the variables appeared in 1908. At this time, Nanhua had already appeared in the second-class battleship, leading the trend of naval development, and it was in the limelight for a while.

South American relations also eased as a result, and larger-scale immigration began. More and more Chinese left the United States and went to Southeast Asia.

No one can bully him!

Just when he was considering whether to leave, his boss - the white man he had stolen from found him.

"Peter, I am very optimistic about you, starting from when you were twelve years old and stole my money. You have not let me down over the years. Are you willing to be my adopted son?" The gangster boss dropped a bombshell as soon as they met.

"Of course... No! I mean, it's an honor, father." Wang Peter kissed the back of the boss's hand with great surprise.

But he didn't notice that the boss's expression was as if he had touched dog shit.

Peter Wang rose, he gained status, wealth, and even power, he indulged in it, and didn't think there was any problem at all, he thought that all of this was what he deserved.

A few months later, his wild father called him over.

"Peter, I'm going to give you a task to develop a new business for the family." The boss personally poured two glasses of brandy and handed him one.

"Really? I mean, of course! We should live better, where should we go?" Peter stood up in surprise.

That's right, he sat down after entering the door, even though the wild father was pouring wine for him.

"The family business will expand to Southeast Asia. I thought about it, you are more likely to get the trust of the locals. We are going to expand the arms and pharmaceutical business in the local area. Can you do it?"

"If you can, you can get 20% of the profit." The wild father took a sip of wine and suppressed the discomfort in his heart.

"Of course, father, I can!" Peter felt that the goddess of luck must be favoring him.

"Then let's go, investigate first, remember to keep a low profile..."

So, King Peter went to Nanhua in a daze.

Nanhua's control on arms was not strict, and its control on drugs was so strict that he couldn't understand it. He couldn't find a breakthrough, so he kept fooling around.

Fortunately, because of his skin, he didn't get too much attention and made a lot of bad friends.

Nanhua was good in everything, but what he couldn't stand was that those Chinese who used to be timid when they saw him were no longer afraid of him, and even shouted "offensive" to him.

So, when his "father" wrote to him and asked him to get rid of a "family enemy", he didn't care about anything, didn't investigate, and ambushed with a group of people according to the route provided by his "father".

He felt very happy when he fired the gun. He had prepared the boat. He believed that he could run away, just like when he robbed in the United States, the goddess of luck was favoring him.

Until a group of fully armed soldiers rushed out of the convoy, assumed light machine guns and fired at him, he realized that something was wrong...