1850 American Gold Tycoon

Chapter 20 I'm Better Than He
"Second uncle didn't bring these guards well. I am ashamed of you. You once said that professional things should be done by professional people. Those ghosts with guards are better than your second uncle."

Deng Yan felt deeply guilty about his performance. It is true that the performance of the Chinese guards was more loyal and heroic, not sparing their lives, and not afraid of death.

But these cannot conceal the gap between them and the white guards in terms of tactical literacy and proficiency in the use of firearms.

It is indisputable that it is not as good as others. It is an indisputable fact that the white gunmen killed more gangsters with fewer casualties.

"Damn it, these gangsters and bandits are so fucking vicious. It's fine to burn my shop, even the public toilets! No wonder there are more and more feces on the street these days, and the smell is getting worse and worse! Jones, Lead people to repair more toilets!"

Liang Yao, who was inspecting the mine, suddenly became anxious and wanted to find a public toilet to solve it, but found that the surrounding public toilets had been burned down by gangsters a few days ago, so he returned to his residence clutching his stomach.

"Second uncle, let's talk about these things after we go back."

After solving his physical needs, Liang Yao walked out of the bathroom refreshed. He recalled Deng Yan's question just now, and gave Deng Yan an answer.

"It's not that the second uncle can't lead these guards well, but that the second uncle can't get over that hurdle in his heart. Foreign gunmen are used to using guns, and some of them used to be mercenaries, while our Chinese guards are basically farmers, and their performance is not as good as They also make sense."

Liang Yao poured a cup of tea for Deng Yan, and the two sat down and talked.

"If you are not familiar with muskets, you can learn. Even if I feed them with gold to become veterans of musketry, I will not hesitate. You can also learn tactics from foreigners, and then try to get used to them.

When it comes to playing with gunpowder and firearms, we are actually their ancestors. I believe that as long as we practice more, we Chinese will not be worse than foreigners, and we can even play better than them.

Next, we have a tough battle to fight. Whether we Chinese can gain a foothold in California depends on success or failure. You are my relatives. If my wealth and life are not handed over to my second uncle, are they all guaranteed by those foreign devils?
Right now, foreign guards and gunmen are more professional, but they are all alien mercenaries. What are mercenaries, that is, a group of wolf cubs who have milk and are mothers. I can use them, but I can't trust them completely. "

Chinese guards and foreign guards each have their own strengths. Chinese guards are more loyal. After all, in the entire United States, Liang Yao is the only one who can give them such favorable conditions. Hit your hands and put up with unfair treatment.

Foreign guards are more professional, and their loyalty is based entirely on gold.In terms of financial resources, he is not as good as Brannan now. Brannan can buy those deserters, and naturally he can also buy his hired gun guards. He needs to save himself a backup.In order to prevent these people from being able to use them after they defected.

Liang Yao had great confidence in defeating Brannan in the business war, and even made Brannan lose everything, but in terms of direct violent conflict, he was not yet fully confident in defeating Brannan.

"Liang Yao! Can you explain to me what is going on with this newspaper?"

Fleger broke into Liang Yao's office very impolitely. He originally wanted to slap this newspaper directly on Liang Yao's face.

But after seeing Deng Yan who was glaring at him with two revolvers pinned to his waist, Flaige's hand holding the newspaper paused in mid-air and slapped directly on Liang Yao's desk.

Fleger participated in the US-Mexico War. Having been on the battlefield, he could clearly feel the murderous aura emanating from Deng Yan. He knew that Deng Yan was different from other Chinese guards. He also went to the battlefield and saw blood killing people. seasoned soldier.

Facing Flaige's questioning, Liang Yao was already prepared.

"I just truthfully published what Sergeant Flagg said in the newspaper."

"I said that I would take the Mounties who took Brannan's gold to court, and I would do the same, but I never said that I would throw Brannan and the so-called security committee into the cesspit and drown! You Doing so will put me and my family in a very dangerous situation!"

At this time, Fleger no longer had the composure he should have as a police chief, and yelled at Liang Yao hysterically, like a mad dog out of control.

"But that's what you thought in your heart that day in the square, right?"

Liang Yao stood up and walked in front of Flaige. Flaige was relatively tall in this era, a full [-] centimeters. Although Liang Yao was not as strong as Flaige, his height Still slightly higher than Flagg.

Liang Yao looked directly at Flaige's eyes that were about to spew out flames and continued.

"The law and order in San Francisco is so bad that even a sheriff has no sense of security. Don't you think it's ridiculous? I believe that as a sheriff, you still have a sense of justice and responsibility."

"Of course, while I love gold, I have a bottom line."

"Then we are the same kind of people, and I am also a person with a bottom line."

"No, you and Brannan are the same kind of people! You are both demons!"

"I'm not the same kind of person as him, I'm better than him."

"What is forced number?"

"I know exactly what can and cannot be touched. For example, I would not hang an innocent citizen in public as judge, jury and executioner.

For another example, I like gold, and I can share my gold mining technology with other gold diggers and get rich together with them, instead of selling a gold mining tool for a dozen cents for more than ten dollars or even a higher price.

Is it not true that the residents of Sacramento are happier than the citizens of San Francisco? "

"You are a glib businessman, I can't say enough about you."

Fleger was defeated in this debate. Although he was unwilling to admit it on the surface, he also recognized Liang Yao's words in his heart. What Liang Yao said was the truth after all, and facts speak louder than words.

"I could go to the newspaper tomorrow and say that the contents of the newspaper are pure nonsense, that it is my own invention, and has nothing to do with Sheriff Flagg, but I think you know better than I do whether Brannan will believe these words.

Sheriff Flag, if you want to keep yourself and your family safe, there is only one choice, and that is to join hands with me and send this demon Brannan to hell! "

Liang Yao patted Flaige on the shoulder and returned to his seat.

"Then, what can you do to send Brannan to hell?" Fleger slumped on the chair weakly.

Arguing obviously couldn't solve the problem, but he didn't have much confidence in Liang Yao.

Although Liang Yao is an outstanding gold digger, a very outstanding person, and his abilities may not be inferior to Brannan's, but his roots in California are far less deep than Brannan's.

What they have to deal with now is not just Brannan alone, but also the security committee that is dependent on Brannan and is dominating San Francisco.

"Brannan's arrogance stems from his huge wealth. As long as there is no such wealth, Brannan is a vicious dog without canines. A vicious dog without canines can't hurt people. Then you And your family can get real security.

I can become the second millionaire in California in three months, and naturally I am confident that I can turn Brannan from the richest man in California into a pauper.

Of course, if we join forces, it will be much easier. "

(End of this chapter)