Chapter 83 The Soviet Iron Fist of Revenge (1/2)
Chapter 83: The Soviet Iron Fist of Revenge
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Li Du was furious.
When he joined the treasure hunting trade, he had known that he would be discriminated against by the Americans. There wasn’t anything to it. The Chinese were willing to work hard, and didn’t fit in with American working values.
Which was why the Chinese were oppressed in every trade and industry.
He understood, which was why he had ignored the mocking and bullying before this. At the most, he had shown them who was right. But even then, his priority had always been making money.
Yes, all he wanted to do was make some money quietly. In no way had he ever thought of taking revenge on his American peers.
But this was too much. They had gone too far this time. He had to do something. They had spread rumors that he had AIDS.
The Chinese say that, ”if three people say there is a tiger in the city, many people will believe it.” Americans were real gossips. Such news spread fast—especially in small cities like Flagstaff. It had probably reached every nook and cranny of the city by now.
This meant that he would be ridiculed and questioned in his day-to-day life. He would also have difficulty finding a girlfriend in Flagstaff. Even though the Americans were more accepting of AIDs patients compared to other cultures, they still weren’t willing to have close contact with such people.
Hans knew how bad it was. Getting into the truck, he asked, ”What are you going to do?”
Li Du chucked the empty can. With a stony face, he said, ”I want you to look for some storage units. Some that need to be renewed soon, and find a way to transfer the leases to us.
”And then?” asked Hans.
”We’ll buy some fake chinaware on eBay. There is lots of antique Chinese furniture online as well. We’ll put them into the units.”
Hans understood. ”You want to set a trap? Hey, man, don’t do that. That’s a terrible reputation we’ll have to live with. We’ll be shunned.”
Li Du looked at him. ”Then what is happening to us now?”
Hans kept quiet.
Li Du said, ”I can do it on my own. You’ll get involved if you stay with me. From now on—”
”What a d*mn idiot!” Hans cut him off angrily. ”Listen to what you’re saying! What are we? We’re partners! We’re treasure hunting partners! We should handle any problems like this together. Even if we can’t, we’ll suffer together!”
It was Li Du’s turn to be silent.
”Listen,” Hans said after a while. ”What did you mean by that earlier? Others may not know, but we do. You are the only reason we managed to hit it big with the hunting. Is this why you want to break off the partnership?”
”What stupid things are you saying?” asked Li Du. ”What are we? Partners! What’s the most important thing between partners? Trust! Trust! Right, Ah Meow?”
Ah Meow stretched its neck energetically and mewed loudly. What are you b*tches making such a fuss about? Are we having supper or not?
Hans laughed at this. ”Then let’s get moving. We’re already the public enemy of Flagstaff’s treasure hunters anyway, and we will be as long as we go on making money.
”Don’t worry. We have a saying: ‘Steal a hook, and you’re a thief; steal the country, and you’re a prince.’ If we join the Ten Thousand Club, we won’t be the enemy anymore. If we join the Hundred Thousand Club, we’ll be heroes!”
”That’s true,” Hans agreed with him wholeheartedly.
Li Du was reminded of another old Chinese saying: Killing one person is a sin. The person who kills 10,000 is a hero, and the one who kills 9,000,000 is a hero among heroes!
He pondered it while Hans excitedly made plans. ”This is a big operation, so we need a name for it. What do you think we should call it?”
”It’s up to you.”
”I know!” Hans stepped on the gas. Ah Meow was thrown onto the windshield.