Plutocrats From the Gold Rush

Oh? Falk!

Mom Hot Fake! You, you goddamn.

Don't take it too far! Stan, no, no! I……

Xie Jin's voice fell to the ground, and it took a while for the white man who was shocked by Xie Jin's face to react.

Then he immediately let out a series of angry roars from embarrassment.

However, his feet did not move at all, as if they were nailed to the back of the table.

You what?! Bowman?!!

how? What do you want to do?

Are you using your soft fists to give me a massage? !

Or greet me with your grandmother's dirty words?

I'm here, that's what I said, how? !

Come on, stand up if you have the guts, like a man.

Don't say I bully you, I'll give you a hand, I'll wait for you to beat me all over the place, and then apologize to you.

After not seeing anyone for more than a month, Xie Jin found an opportunity and immediately yelled at the fat man standing behind a table.

...You, you! On the opposite side, the middle-aged white man who lacked words and phrases sprayed like a machine gun in front of Xie Jin.

He was trembling with anger, but he still didn't dare to move his feet.

Xie Jin's terror and fame, after he came here for three months and beat up two strong local men and a bunch of local gangsters, has already spread throughout the town and the gold digger group.

Everyone knew that there was a Chinese kid here, he was tough, a tough guy, not easy to mess with, and he definitely knew Chinese kung fu, even witchcraft.

Therefore, because he was drunk before, he taunted Xie Jin, and after being sprayed by Xie Jin, Bowman, who instantly sobered up, dared not even move at this moment.

Of course, apart from not daring to move, he couldn't utter any useful words other than a few words such as Fake.

Obviously, he was very successfully educated by the Bald Eagle Country, Xie Jin was surprised when the semi-literate man could say those few words.

I don't know if it was learned by his daughter or son who had the same quality education as him, the new swearing vocabulary in school.

Hmph, spit! You jerk.

Disdainfully spat at the white man who was trembling with anger in the distance, but did not move at all.

Xie Jin suddenly let out a taunt in a bored voice.

Hey, guys, I'm going to leave for a while, what's the matter?

Hey Stan, welcome back.

However, I don't want any more fights in my hotel.

Though I wouldn't mind seeing one of you get slapped by Stan again.

But I'm doing business here, not an arena.

If someone is dishonest, I'll just kick them out and never let him in again, ok?

Just as Xie Jin was mocking the white man, suddenly, a somewhat old voice came.

The owner of this bar and hotel is also probably the most educated person in the town. Old Hawk walked down from upstairs with a warning face.

At the same time, it also made the whole scene cool down.

Hey, old Hawk, long time no see.

Get me a room, the best damn room of course, the water heater and toilet are fixed.

In the silent tavern, with the appearance of Old Hawk, the dispute also subsided.

The middle-aged white man, who had been pissed off by Xie Jin before, also had a relieved expression on his face, and immediately sat down downhill, not daring to mutter anything.

Oh, don't worry, damn Stan.

I won't cheat on anyone, and you're not one of those new idiots.

And my old bones can't stand your toss.

After walking to the counter, he took out a bottle of rum and a wine glass, and glanced at the calm tavern.

Old Hawk pushed the wine in front of Xie Jin,

Sit down and continue asking.

How's the harvest?

Judging by your attire, you are indeed so angry.

Going out this month, the harvest is not good?

Harvest? No, quite the opposite.

He raised his head and poured down a whole glass of rum, savoring the long-lost taste.

After pondering for a while, Xie Jin put down his wine glass and stretched out his hand into his bosom.

boom!

He took out the canvas bag, shook it, and then threw the canvas bag to the counter under Old Hawk's astonished gaze.

Accompanied by a crisp impact, Xie Jin continued.

The tone is bad, because no matter who has been in the wild for more than a month, his spirit will not be normal, and he needs to vent.

Just when that goddamn idiot bumped into my hand.

It's a pity that he is not stupid enough, otherwise I would definitely be happier today.

As for the harvest, well, take a look, and then help me exchange all these golds into US dollars.

Also, remember to get out the standard weights, I don't want to be fooled by your bloody black gold scales.

Gudong!

Xie Jin's voice echoed in the tavern, and the whole tavern fell silent instantly, and countless eyes focused on it.

Even the trembling middle-aged white man who was yelled at by Xie Jin before.

Hearing Xie Jin's voice, his whole body trembled suddenly, and when he secretly rejoiced that he was not dizzy, he also looked at the golden sandbag on the bar.

You, actually mined gold?

Old Hawk's unbelievable voice came.

And it's still this amount...

Hey, my Tema's is a gold digger, ok?

Xie Jin's dissatisfied white eyes instantly flew to the treacherous innkeeper with age spots on his face.

Faced with Xie Jin's dissatisfaction and blank stares, Old Hawk did not strike up a conversation, but directly reached out and picked up the golden sandbag.

And the moment he held up the golden sandbag, a look of shock and incredulity instantly appeared on his face.

Oh my God, the weight.

Damn you, are you robbing a gold shop? Or found a gold vein? !

This amount is incredible, at least there are 14-15 kilograms (450-480 ounces) of gold.

The value is at least hundreds of thousands of dollars!

Oh damn, my god!

Where did you go on this damn trip?

In the entire Sierra Nevada, where is there such a rich golden sand vein?

Old Hawke's unbelievable voice echoed in the tavern, and many gold diggers who followed their chats and drinks all froze when they heard the voice.

Obviously, what Xie Jin gained this trip shocked them.

Not to mention those low-level gold diggers among them who went out many times and found nothing.

Even those senior veterans, when they heard this number, their eyes turned red with envy, and they wished to kill Xie Jin immediately and stuff the gold into their wallets.

Gold mine? I wanted to find a gold mine, so I did.

But guess what?

I've covered nearly every paleo channel in the entire southeast this month.

In the end, it was only a little gold that was discovered.

Oh my God, panning for gold is such a nice, easy job, so messy and tiring.

Maybe I should really consider changing jobs and industries.

You don't have to deal with these idiots all around, and you don't have to spend a month in the wild.

Forget it, Stan, honestly.

If these guys sitting here go out once a year, they can get half of your income.

They'll be jumping for joy in no time now, and praising God. While licking satan's ass ancient.

And from now on, there's no need to continue to sit here, being a failed luthor and a drunk.

Hey, old Hawk, you damned!

Mare Fack, old Hawk!

Old Hawk's ruthless ridicule instantly attracted a lot of dissatisfaction and middle fingers in the tavern.

At the same time, many people also recovered from the shock of the gold before, looked at the gold on the table, and Xie Jin, their eyes completely changed.

For these gold diggers, it is instinct to respect gold and the gold diggers who can find gold.

And if this gold digger, in addition to being able to find gold, is also a super tough guy who can fight.

Then he is a legend, a big boss, an existence they need to look up to, respect and unattainable.

In the past, although they couldn't beat Xie Jin, at least they could use the gold digger's gold digging methods to mock Xie Jin.

But now, with this golden sand on the counter, even many old whites with deep-rooted racial discrimination can only bow their heads and show respect to Xie Jin.

Because this is the Bald Eagle, where you are strong enough and rich enough, then you can get everything, of course.

And damn racism? I'm sorry, he has much worse than powerful strength and money.

As long as you have money, as long as you have strength, here, in this country.

Everyone will be willing to kneel and lick you, even if you are the type of person he hates the most.

Oh, well guys, maybe the truth hurts you.

But seriously, Stan, you're the most powerful and special yellow guy I've ever met.

Have you seen any other yellow people?

He raised his head in surprise, glanced at Old Hawk, and Xie Jin raised his glass again.

At the same time, Old Hawk also took out his ancestral deceitful black gold scale and the hard-to-find standard scale weight from behind the counter.

Of course, let me tell you, that was Chinatown in San Francisco decades ago.

I remember when I was a handsome, awesome guy.

Because of a beautiful woman, I saw a lot of yellow people from afar at that time.

Hearing Old Hawk's voice, Xie Jin rolled his eyes instantly, and opened his mouth to drink the rum in the glass.

Facing Xie Jin's gaze, Old Hawk was indeed not shy at all, but spoke instead.

Hey, don't look at me like that, you know, the furthest I've ever been in my life is Los Angeles.

But by the way, haven't you Huang Zhongren always had an image of being easy to bully?

I wonder why you are such a freak.

Are you sure you're not a monster in dinosaur skin?

Or are you really a wizard with witchcraft, as they say?

Otherwise, it's really hard for me to understand why you are so strong and able to find gold mines.

Well, Xie Jin now wants to take back his previous evaluation of the environment of these bald eagles.

Even if you are very rich, even if you are very powerful, they have to respect you.

But those who should despise you, the deep-rooted prejudice and contempt in their bones will still be expressed between the lines.

It seems that except for witchcraft and monsters, yellow people should not, and it is impossible, the existence of this situation is the same as their strength.

It's a rather disgusting and repulsive sense of superiority.

Quickly do the math for me, then call the bank and have the check ready for me tomorrow.

I haven't had a good rest for a month.

Now, I don't want to talk to you, old Hawk.

I'm going to take a shower and get some rest and sleep, you goddamn.

Okay, well, you are a rich man, you have the final say.

Who let you have charming gold in your hands.

Here, in the small town of Chucks, gold is the hardest truth.

I love gold, everyone loves gold, as long as you pay, you are Satan and I will bless you too.

You know, Hawke, now you are just like your grandmother, annoying and muttering, it's really annoying.

Okay ok ok, for the bloody gold's sake...you bloody rich man.