Chapter 399 Before the Storm

Billy O'Neal seems to be a loyal and honest man.

At least during the time Holly spent with him, he had always left this impression on Holly.

No matter what happens, I either don't express an opinion, or even if I express an opinion, it's "Yeah, okay, okay, okay."

This left the blond boy a little confused.

If this is true, then why does Big Beard keep staring at him like he is in danger?

This is their second week in Stone Spring Town.

The situation is much more complicated than Holly had imagined.

The Knights of Labor has no chapter in Wyoming and only has a simple liaison organization in Stone Spring to develop members in the coal mines.

In addition, there is a local white group in Shiquan Town that is rooted in extreme anti-China ideas, called the "Rock Springs White Mutual Aid Association."

Strictly speaking, the organization is a branch of the Ku Klux Klan.

"But there are more of them than us, how can we let them go? Are they going to start a gang fight?" Hanks argued.

"So what if there are more people?"

He was not worried at all about the Chinese workers across the river knowing about these things.

"Liao, don't worry, the company will handle these matters." He comforted, "It will be fine. You can go back to your post as soon as possible."

"Uh, no, sir, our workers are all at their posts." Hua Gong replied cautiously.

Their leader is named Marvin Hayden.

"I've been through it."

"Run away? On strike?" He held his eyes and asked eagerly.

O'Neill turned to look at him and nodded:

"Those damn Chinese workers are colluding with their bosses to take our jobs!"

Holly never imagined that such words would come out of the seemingly harmless O'Neal's mouth.

O'Neal waved his fist.

"At that time, we faced the same threats that Shiquan Town is facing now!"

Riley rolled his eyes, walked to Hua Gong's side, and put his hand on his shoulder:

The overseer walked to the door and pointed in the direction of the town entrance.

"Well, yes, not bad."

"I don't know how many of you have experienced the Negros Street incident in Los Angeles more than ten years ago and the San Francisco incident eight years ago."

A sentence of not very standard English came from behind the manager.

The bell of the Knights of Labor church at the entrance of the town rang again.

"Then what can we do? The government's order has been issued, but they are unwilling to leave. How about I ask them if they are willing to go on strike together?"

O'Neal nodded and expressed support for Hanks' statement.

Hanks opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

"Brothers, pick up the guns in your hands! Kill them! Let them completely disappear from Shiquan Town. Only in this way can our strike be effective."

"What did you say?"

"What do we do now?"

Holly looked at the people around him in a daze.

A group of workers rushed toward the town entrance from the direction of Well No. 6, while another wave of workers came out of Well No. 3.

"Damn the union." The manager cursed with his hands on his hips, but there was nothing he could do.

The man was picking his nostrils and seemed uninterested in the discussion between the two union members.

"Those people, when they heard the sound of gunshots, ran faster than rabbits."

Hayden's words caused quite a stir in the lobby. Everyone was angered by his provocation and yelled at him one after another.

The white miners in Stone Spring are mainly of Irish and Swedish descent.

"Although they don't like to talk, they are not bad people. We have been working together in the same mine for a long time."

The supervisor of the mine broke in with a embarrassed look on his face:

"Manager, those white workers ran away again."

"I say! You are all! Cowards!" Hayden glanced at Hanks contemptuously, "Are you actually afraid of these Chinese?"

"Damn it, are you going to go on strike with them?" Riley pointed towards the entrance of the town and shouted sharply at the Chinese workers.

The Chinese worker named Liao Dabai saw that Riley's tone was so determined, and he swallowed all the words he originally wanted to say.

He folded his hands on his chest and looked at Hanks coldly.

"But they will still come back after running away." Hanks asked, "Pacific Company will also hire Chinese workers from other places."

Hayden rolled the dirt he picked out from his nostril into a ball and flicked it out.

"Riley, Mr. Riley, is it convenient to speak now?"

"We resisted! We succeeded!"

"It's useless no matter how many Chinese workers there are! They are silent, just like the herbivorous livestock. As soon as you shoot, 'bang'! They will panic and run around."

"The strike is inevitable and we are all ready."

"You also know that unity and collaboration are effective, right?"

Hanks spread his hands.

"You guys with guns are actually afraid of those unarmed yellow-skinned mules? Huh?"

He is the temporary leader of the Knights of Labor in Stone Spring, named Thomas Hanks.

The manager turned around and found a Chinese worker, standing there respectfully and hesitantly.

After Liao Dabai's figure disappeared, the supervisor asked.

"Hmph, if you tell me, just tell them to get out! I've had enough of these scabs!" Larson said angrily.

Liao Dabai had no choice but to turn around and walk down the hillside.

"Oh, tell me, what do you want from me?" The manager's tone became a little kinder.

"Hey, no, a strike is only effective if it forms a linkage. Unity is our weapon." Hanks was a little anxious.

Several stools formed a circle, and a few people who could talk sat facing each other on the stools, while others stood behind them.

He turned sideways and squeezed in through the gap between the people.

Next, O'Neal began to arrange specific attack times and plans.

He said in a sinister tone.

Hayden was picking his nostrils with his little finger just now, and now he was picking out his ear piercings.

There, in the direction of the Knights of Labor Hall, a large number of people gathered inside and outside the house.

The small wooden house used as an office is on a hillside. From the door, you can clearly see the town entrance.

"What do you think? Mr. Hayden?" O'Neill asked with a smile.

Larson and Hayden followed closely behind, raising their arms and shouting. The crowd in the Knights Hall was excited for a while, with whistles and shouts.

"I'd like to lend you some light, please."

A strong man sitting on the stool next to him suddenly spoke.

Holly walked out from where he lived.

"Then, kill them!"

O'Neal twisted the corners of his mouth, which made the smile on his face look extremely ferocious.

A miner with a gray beard was speaking.

The coal mine manager hurriedly walked out of the door.

They all seemed crazy, as if they all had a sworn hatred against the Chinese workers.

"Well, not bad."

O'Neal saw Holly, smiled and waved to him, pointing to an empty stool next to him.

These people passed by the edge of the Chinese district, crossed the wooden bridge over the river, and headed towards the entrance of the town.

The members of this group overlap with the miners of the Knights of Labor, and some are members of surrounding gangs with unknown origins.

O'Neal also stood up and looked around at everyone present.
To be continued...