Driving to an intersection, Roger slowly stopped because there was a roadblock in front of him.

A bunch of dark policemen were standing guard at the intersection, questioning each other one by one, looking at their avatars, looking for Roger and the other two wanted criminals.

Roger slowly obeyed the police's instructions, stopped the car, opened his mouth, and smiled, showing a row of white teeth.

"Hey officers, what's going on?"

One of the big black guys saw that they were the same kind, and immediately felt very friendly. He smiled and said: "Yes, we are looking for two terrorists who attacked the police. One is a white-skinned pig and the other is a mixed race. Have you seen them?"

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"Oh no, no, how could I hang out with those white pigs? They almost created the entire crime rate in this country. Damn it." Roger cursed angrily.

The big black man looked at George behind Roger. He seemed a little suspicious because he was wearing a hat and sunglasses.

"This is my sister. She is going to see a doctor. Considering that everyone has black skin, please take pity on us, folks." Roger used his money-making ability and knocked over a few U.S. dollars.

"You guys go over there, pay attention to safety, and if you see any suspicious white people, remember to call the police." After finishing speaking, Lao Hei let go of the roadblock and signaled to let them go.

"Oh, thank you, officer, we will pay attention to those white pigs." Roger's dark face once again smiled with eight white teeth.

Then, under the command of the traffic police, we slowly drove through the roadblock.

Finally, a large number of FBI surrounded him and he walked away in a swagger.

"Hey, look, George, that's where the vest comes in." Roger said with a sly smile.

Roger's life creed is to never waste money when you can, never to be a villain, and to be a wretched person.

Who knows what kind of crisis is hidden in this dimension? Why don't you just change your vest and get through it easily? You have to hit your head and bleed.

He is an intelligent person, brute strength is the work of a reckless man, and brains are the work of a pig.

"What? Can't find anyone? What do you do for food? You can't find anyone here. You can't find two people with such obvious skin colors. Have they become rats in the sewers?"

Camato cursed angrily, a bunch of rubbish, how could he create such a bunch of rubbish?

After breaking the ties with the real world, Camato made this place look like New York in reality.

At the same time, we also created as many NPC virtual people as in the real world, so that they are no different from them in real life.

Then he started to run for office and became president of the United States. He really didn't want to use his authority unless he had to.

Because that would be boring. When he first discovered that he had the same authority as God in this dimensional world, he was very excited.

But he soon got tired of it. He didn't know why he felt empty. It was obvious that the people here were like real human beings, able to speak, have their own ideas, bleed and die.

But he still felt empty, because none of those people could give him a sense of reality. He waved his hand and the people disappeared, and then waved his hand again, and people could be created again.

Beautiful women and money can no longer satisfy his sense of emptiness, including material things, because they are too easy to get, and he can get as much as he wants.

He is not as optimistic as Ajiyi. He has been discriminated against by Zhongzhu since he was a child, and his heart is very dark, which he just covers up.

After that, he created this world, and then began to set limits for himself, without using God's authority, so that he could not kill those people at will, and then he enjoyed a sense of satisfaction.

Camato finally understood a truth: people will never cherish things that are too easy to obtain.

So he sealed his permissions and would not activate them as long as he was not attacked or in danger.

After that, he ran for Congress and the President. The process was exactly the same as reality, difficult and laborious, but he no longer felt empty.

Now the arrival of George and Roger has aroused the cruel side in his heart. He wants to catch these two real people and torture them severely to satisfy his bloodthirsty desire.

Because of the virtual NPCs, he kills them without any trouble or even feeling, just like playing a game, and he doesn't even bother to kill them later.

The thought of two real people being tortured made him feel itchy, like a man looking forward to going to a club.

He directly used his authority to use various departments, CIA, FBI, Homeland Security, and police, to search for Roger and George everywhere. Now these NPC subordinates actually told him that they could not find them?

"Trash, it's useless for me to keep you." Camato took out a pistol and shot the man in front of him in the head.

"Ah——" The beautiful female secretary was so frightened when she saw this scene that the president actually took out his gun and killed him.

Camato stared coldly at the female secretary. The female secretary was startled by him and immediately covered her mouth and did not dare to make a sound.

"Tell me to go down and block all exits in New York. No one is allowed to go out. I will strictly check the documents and arrest anyone who is suspicious."

"Okay...Okay, I'll notify you right away."

Camato looked at the female secretary coldly. He didn't care whether he would be impeached by the parliament. They were just a group of NPCs. If he hadn't been restricted by the rules of the game, he would have killed these people long ago. They were all useless.

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Roger and George, riding their motorcycles, were about to leave New York when they encountered another roadblock.

This time they were not so lucky. Several police officers directly asked them to show their driver's license or other documents that could prove their identity.

Roger does have a driver's license. It belongs to him. This black man doesn't have a driver's license at all, and if the other party checks it, he may find that it is a fake document.

So he came up with a plan——

"I protest that this is inhumane and violates the spirit of freedom in the United States. I refuse to show it."

An old black man came over and patiently advised Roger, "Man, I also know that this is against freedom, but there is nothing I can do about it. Please cooperate with me as instructed by my superiors."

Just when Roger was about to use his money ability again, a voice came from the side.

"Fake, you guys go to hell." A white boy cursed when an old black policeman asked him to show his ID.

"Ah, attacking the police, a white man is attacking the police." Lao Hei yelled, and the police around him immediately took out their guns and pointed a magazine at the white boy.

Bah, bah bah bah bah—

After a series of popcorn, the white guy took the lunch box directly, and his whole body was covered with dense peanuts...

George and Roger looked at each other, "............."

"How about we go back first and then think of other ways. There are always other ways to get out of such a big New York." George said softly.

"We can't wait any longer. He obviously doesn't intend to let us go. Otherwise, he would have come out early. The cat is catching the mouse and playing with us. Hold on tight, I'm going to break through." Roger returned in a low voice.

"Hey, wait, calm down, there are thorns in front of you, your car will get a flat tire if you drive over it——"

"Who said you can't drive past the ground thorns? Who said motorcycles are afraid of ground thorns? It's the ground thorns that are afraid of cars."

George: “…………?!”

boom--!

Roger suddenly increased the accelerator and rushed over. When he was about to encounter a ground thorn that punctured the tire, Roger opened his eyes, and the Ghost Rider transformed into a motorcycle——
Chapter completed!