The two of them had almost finished eating. It was almost late at night and the restaurant was about to close.
After leaving the restaurant, Mo Yuan wanted to walk on this street and see the scenery of New York, but Sou Yi did not drive.
Looking at the bustling and noisy streets, Mo Yuan always felt something was wrong.
It shouldn’t be. How can New York be so peaceful and peaceful?
Mo Yuan, who had some doubts in his heart, stopped thinking about it and asked directly:
"Didn't you tell me before that New York is very chaotic? Isn't it quite peaceful now?"
After hearing Mo Yuan's doubts, Xia Diya did not answer directly, but said with a hint of mystery:
"The place is wrong. Most of the people in the East Village are Asians who have settled in New York. Black people generally don't come here to make trouble. If you really want to cause trouble, you have to look over there in Manhattan. Why don't you go there now? I'll give you directions."
road."
Mo Yuanxin thought that it would be a pity to come to New York without seeing America's traditional performing arts, so he agreed directly, and with Xia Diya showing the way, the two of them drove to Manhattan.
To be honest, although they are both part of New York, when looking at a map, an outsider like Mo Yuan would wonder if the East Village is not also part of Manhattan on the map? Why is there a distinction?
But it looks different to New Yorkers.
Manhattan is divided into Lower Town, Midtown, West Midtown, and Uptown.
Among them, Chinatown and the East Village are located in downtown. To put it bluntly, they are slums where Chinese workers and other Asians lived in the last century. They have only developed step by step and have never been considered a part of the glamorous Manhattan. Of course, they are also in downtown.
Not counting Wall Street, the gentlemen in uptown are counting on this street to make money.
It can be considered a legacy issue from the United States.
As we talked like this, we soon arrived at Times Square in midtown Manhattan. There are obviously more high-rise buildings here than in the East Village.
There are also many more black people than in the East Village.
"Actually, there are many black people in New York who are willing to live a good life, but there are too many black people who idle around all day and commit petty theft. Gradually, everyone doesn't like black people."
Xia Diya said.
Mo Yuan thought about his high school history knowledge and thought about black issues from a different perspective. Then he said:
"Actually, this has something to do with the education black people receive. Black people who lack quality education since childhood often find it difficult to get into college. In addition, without real estate, it is difficult to find a job. It can be said that this country is also forcing them to turn to the road of crime.
of."
Yes, most jobs in the United States require you to have a certificate, or a real estate certificate, or a work-study certificate issued by the university. Many black people who do not own real estate and cannot go to college are destined to go to the road of crime.
And their next generation can only sink in this sea of misery, and it is extremely difficult to escape.
Xia Diya didn't reply after hearing this and fell into deep thought.
“How much does a police officer in New York City make a month?”
Mo Yuan suddenly asked.
This question confused Xia Diya. When she used to take the children from the orphanage to launder money for gangs, she was too late to hide from the police. Although she later stopped doing this business after gaining extraordinary powers, many people who originally followed her
Even though the children were working in gangs, she still felt guilty when she saw the police. She had no time to worry about the salary of the police officers.
I heard before that one month's salary of the police can equal what we can do for one or two years, that is...
Xia Diya quickly calculated in her mind and soon got a rough number. She said with some uncertainty:
"Six thousand dollars? Well, that should be about the same. Those big guys don't rely on this alone. They earn a small salary, and they also have other incomes."
"Oh, the treatment is so good, no wonder she doesn't want to go in."
Mo Yuan pointed at the female police officer who was standing at a loss at the door of a store nearby, and then looked at the two black men inside who were ransacking the store.
Xia Diya looked in the direction of Mo Yuan's finger and saw a very common scene in New York. She was about to comment on this matter from the perspective of a New York citizen, but found that the female police officer not far away looked familiar.
A little too familiar, she seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted to the policewoman:
"Angeli! Angeli!"
Policewoman Angeli heard someone calling her name and glanced back subconsciously. An expression of joy and a hint of disbelief appeared on her face.
She really didn't expect that during an ordinary night shift, two extreme things would happen, including being robbed of a store and meeting a friend of the same age.
One thing made her extremely embarrassed, and the other made her extremely happy.
But now was obviously not the time to reminisce about old times. Angelie gave Xia Diya a look, indicating that she was busy now, and then took out her pistol, hesitating whether to rush in or not.
After struggling for a long time, she still didn't want to be sorry for her monthly salary of 7,000 US dollars, so she made up her mind, rushed into the store, raised her gun and pointed it at the two black brothers who were frantically shopping for zero dollars.
It was her first time on the field, and she was accidentally separated from her teammates. She was not very familiar with the correct way of the New York police dealing with black people. She did not fire immediately, but raised the gun and warned:
"Don't move! Don't move! Hold your head with your hands and squat on the ground!"
When the two black men saw the police coming in, their hearts froze. But suddenly they realized that the policeman did not fire immediately, but held the gun tremblingly. They knew that they were lucky.
One of the black men looked at Angeli, who had a strong body and beautiful face, and even rushed towards her because she didn't dare to shoot.
Angelie didn't expect this black man to be so courageous. Her mind went blank, and she vaguely heard a man's voice saying in her ear:
"Shoot, shoot quickly, you'll be fine."
Hearing this bewitching voice, Angelique unconsciously pressed the trigger, pointed at the black man, and emptied the magazine.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
The black man who stopped halfway looked at the bloody hole in his chest in disbelief and fell to the ground.
One wrong judgment cost him his life, a not very precious life.
The black man standing cautiously aside never expected this ending, and a strange anger rushed directly into his head.
"Roar!"
He let out a wolf roar unconsciously, his body swelled up strangely, and the hair on his body grew strangely long.
Of course, it's hard to see these changes under his dark complexion.
He hunched over and rushed towards Angeli, his eyes filled with anger.
Angelique subconsciously fired two more shots, but the shots on the black man did not slow him down at all.
It was already early in the morning and no more people except Xia Diya and Mo Yuan appeared on the street, and those who were about to approach were scared away by the gunfire.
Seeing some scary black men approaching Angeli, Xiadia couldn't help but feel anxious. The memories of taking care of the timid Angeli in the same year came to her mind, and she subconsciously wanted to protect her childhood friend.
She was a little anxious and didn't notice Mo Yuan disappearing.
Seeing that the black man was about to rush in front of Angeli after taking many shots with his body, she subconsciously backed away, but the speed was much slower than the black man.
At this moment, a slender white hand pressed the black man's head. This chapter has been completed!