Chapter 376 Qingyun Yisan (3500 words)

Author: Mosaic's Melancholy

Akta is a small timber town located along the Pacific coast.

It is surrounded by Humboldt Bay, and is surrounded by large forests.

Most of the Chinese who moved here were working as loggers in some surrounding logging camps.

Huang Qingyun and four or five Chinese young men behind him entered the town.

The people in this town don't look very friendly.

An old woman collecting clothes stared at them.

Her skin was as dry as if it had been peeled off from water, without any vitality.

The old woman gave them a vicious look and hurriedly returned to the room with her clothes.

A man is resting on the railing at the door of his house.

His overalls were dirty and covered with mud.

When the man saw Huang Qingyun and the others, his face turned gloomy.

If I hadn't seen the guns on their backs, I would have come up to cause trouble long ago.

After these Chinese passed by, the man spitted at their backs and cursed with swear words.

"Master Huang, I don't think we need to talk."

Lao Qi observed the situation in the surrounding towns and whispered to Huang Qingyun beside him.

"I feel that no one here welcomes Chinese people back, so there should be no possibility of peace talks."

"Since you're here, you have to talk about it. If you can't reach an agreement, it's not too late to talk about what's going on."

Huang Qingyun replied.

Several people rode their horses along the main road in the middle of the town.

Suddenly, several people with guns appeared lazily in the middle of the road and stopped them.

He Sanshui and several other young men subconsciously touched their guns.

"You guys are here to negotiate, right?"

A man with a beard limped out of the middle of a few people.

His appearance reminded Huang Qingyun of the rats in the sewer, dirty and vulgar.

"Yes." He sat at the right time and replied.

"Then come with us." The man sniffed his nose and waved at them.

Huang Qingyun and his friends followed them to a logging camp outside the town.

The camp was very dirty and there were wood and debris everywhere on the ground.

Several people who were as sloppy as the cripple and looked like lumberjacks sat around the wooden barrel.

They were playing poker with buckets as tables.

When they saw Huang Qingyun and the others entering the camp, they all looked over and looked at each other with time.

Apart from them, I didn't see anyone else.

"Please dismount, sir." The cripple turned his head and said to Huang Qingyun and the others.

"He Sanshui, Xiao Liuzi, you guys stay outside, Lao Qi and I will go in." Huang Qingyun ordered in Chinese.

He walked to the two of them and whispered to them: "If anything happens, you run away immediately!"

He Sanshui and others were surprised: "Master Huang, otherwise we will go in with you!"

Huang Qingyun patted his shoulder and shook his head gently: "No need."

He glanced at the cripple and the people, and laughed contemptuously: "Only these bad people can't stop Lao Qi and me."

After saying that, he followed the lame man to the tent in the middle of the camp.

The other simple triangle tents in the camp are different. This is a large tent made of canvas.

Huang Qingyun and the others turned to the front and found a table inside, with two people sitting next to the table.

One of the two men was wearing a yellow vest with a pipe hanging in their mouths.

The other was holding a dagger in one hand and holding a leg bone of an unknown animal in the other hand, gnawing.

And on the table to his right hand was a revolver.

Seeing Huang Qingyun and the others come in, neither of them wants to stand up.

"You are here to negotiate? What's your name?" The pipe man was very arrogant. He pointed to an empty chair next to the table and signaled Huang Qingyun to sit down.

Huang Qingyun turned his head and found that the cripple was gone, with two or three people standing at the entrance of the tent.

"My name is Huang Qingyun, I am here to negotiate." He replied in English.

The pipe man frowned when he heard the name.

He came to the man who was greasy with his mouth gnawing, and the two whispered.

"What do you do? What position do you hold in that, what, what club?" asked the pipe man stuttered.

"Should you introduce who you are first?" Huang Qingyun said calmly and calmly.

He glanced at the man next to him who was still gnawing on his bones.

The man was focusing on biting the flesh on his bones, and occasionally used a dagger to pick it up twice.

"My name is Lidson Tuk, the leader of the militia here." The pipe man seemed a little impatient.

The so-called militia is a spontaneously organized militia organization in the town.

In remote towns in the west, this kind of organization is very common. It is usually a farmer, but when he picks up a gun, he becomes a militia.

"Where is the sheriff in your town?" Huang Qingyun asked.

"I'm!" The pipe man became even more impatient, "Hey, do you have the final say?"

"I have the final say." Huang Qingyun nodded, "I represent the Chinese who were expelled by you, so I came to negotiate."

The pipe man's face showed a little satisfaction.

"Fifty thousand dollars!" He slapped his pipe in his mouth, "You give us this number, and we will let you come back!"

Huang Qingyun's face turned cold.

Fifty thousand dollars? This is a totally unsincere number, which means there is no negotiating on the other side at all.

"Your chamber of commerce is so big, you won't be able to even get 50,000 US dollars, right?" The man in pipe opened his mouth and showed a mouthful of black and rotten teeth.

"This number is too much, I can't agree." Huang Qingyun said simply.

"These 50,000 US dollars are not given to me. You Chinese have snatched the work of those lumberjacks, and this is compensation for them."

The pipe man looked malicious.

"Absurd! You beat our people and drove the Chinese out of here without reason. Now you still want us 50,000 US dollars?"

Huang Qingyun stood up.

"You have no sincerity, so there is no need to talk about it. Let's say goodbye!"

"Dong!"

The man next to him who was gnawing the bones threw the bones on the table and stood up.

He rubbed the greasy dagger in his hand on the clothes and inserted it on the table.

It seemed that the flesh on the bone had just been stuffed between his teeth. He bared his mouth and stretched his fingers into his mouth to start picking his teeth.

This person's canine teeth look strange and sharper than ordinary people.

He looks like a hyena from the western wasteland.

This person is Seth Marsh, the notorious criminal in Hanif's information.

"You're here, do you still want to leave?" Marsh raised his head and looked at Huang Qingyun with dead fish-like eyes.

His hand touched the revolver on the table.

"Clang!"

Before he could get the gun, Huang Qingyun suddenly raised his leg and kicked the table over with one kick.

He had already noticed that these two people had lost their goals, so he took the initiative.

The table hit the man on the other side of the pipe, smashing him and the chair to the ground.

Marsh took a step back and bent down to pick up the revolver that had been dropped on the ground.

But Huang Qingyun kicked it over to the ground again.
To be continued...