Chapter 23

In this era, although the black slave identity of the United States has been liberated, deep-rooted racial discrimination is still the biggest test of their survival.

In most white people's eyes, black people are still not humans, but inferior races that are inferior to whites.

But black people are not weak themselves, they just lack opportunities.

Now Liu Shaolong brings this opportunity.

A total of fifty-six people all stood up, and no one chose to retreat.

Liu Shaolong smiled with satisfaction.

He greeted the man who could point boxing, and the other party hesitated to Liu Shaolong.

"What's your name?" Liu Shaolong asked.

"My name is Zach Taylor, sir."

"Okay, Zach, how many people are there in this neighborhood?" Liu Shaolong asked.

Zach didn't raise his head. He still couldn't figure out what the other party wanted to do. He only knew that he could not resist this person. As long as the other party was not a gangster, everything would be fine.

"There are fifty-six here, and there are a few who are not here."

Liu Shaolong nodded slightly. It would be better for a group of black people to occupy a street in such an environment.

Although more than half of this neighborhood is slums, the remaining little bit is extremely desolate...

"Zach!" "Zach!"

Suddenly, a young black man ran in panic.

Liu Shaolong looked at the young black man and asked seriously: "What's wrong?"

The other party looked up and saw these two completely unfamiliar yellow people. He looked around and saw that everyone was in such a mess. He was a little confused about the situation and hesitated suddenly.

The young black man looked at Zach and hesitated for a moment and did not dare to speak randomly.

Zach signaled him to say directly.

The young black man then said, "Zac, your brother was taken away by Howard."

Zach's expression changed suddenly. There was no change in his face on his dark face, but he could feel Zach's anger burning in an instant.

"What happened? Jos!"

The young black man Jos hurriedly said: "Jordan Mark was killed, your brother's car appeared at the scene, and Howard believed it was his work."

Jordan Mark? This name seems to be familiar! Liu Shaolong raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Where was he taken away?" Liu Shaolong asked at the young black man.

"Two blocks away." Joss answered honestly.

"Do you know where he was taken?" Liu Shaolong asked again.

Jos nodded: "Our people have followed."

"Okay! You're doing a good job, Jos." Liu Shaolong nodded, then stood on the trash can and looked down at all the black people.

The momentum he trained in the plane of Tianruo's affection was instantly revealed. When he stood there, everyone's eyes fell on him unconsciously.

Liu Shaolong said loudly: "Hey, guys. Zach's brother was taken away by Howard."

"I don't know what Howard is, but..."

“…It is the enemy that hurt our black compatriots.”

"Now, I need help, who would like to go together?"

Liu Shaolong's short words were used in the tone of his speech, fully mobilizing the emotions of the people present.

As soon as the words were finished, the black people below immediately roared angryly, like wild animals.

"Of course, sir."

"Who dares to hurt our brother, I'm the first to tear him to pieces."

Zach looked at Liu Shaolong gratefully. If he had come by himself, it might not have been so good. Because his brothers were not members of this neighborhood, they just set up this gang to protect this neighborhood.

Liu Shaolong smiled at him and whispered: "My man, when the matter is over, you have to treat me to a drink."

Zach's eyes were a little wet.

"Yes, sir."

Leading by Zach, they pushed dozens of broken motorcycles out of the alley. They started together, making a huge roar of motorcycles, and a stream of exhaust gas that was darker than their skin was spit out from the exhaust pipe.

These locomotives are all parts they picked up in the garbage dump and assembled by themselves. This is the best condition.

Liu Shaolong got on Zach's motorcycle, and Shifrog sat on the motorcycles of others. A large group of motorcycles were racing, and under the guidance of Jos, they passed through blocks one by one.

"Aren't the straight line closer?" Liu Shaolong found Zach and the others taking a detour.

Zach said with a wry smile: "Sir, every block has its own manager. If we swagger through their territory like this, we might be shot into a hornet's nest before we even crossed it."

They came to the abandoned factory where Howard was, and a large group of people surrounded them.

Liu Shaolong met Howard, a young white man wearing a red jacket. Howard's men stopped Zach and the others and kept making sarcasm.

"Wow...Howard, look, these niggers are like piles of coal. Can you recognize how many people are there?"

"Hahaha...Dyke...you're so humorous."

Liu Shaolong glanced over and said that in addition to Howard and Dyke who were standing in the innermost, there were more than 30 people here. In terms of number of people, they had the upper hand.

However, when Zach came, he said that Howard and Dyke were both serious gang members, with more than thirty people having more than a dozen pistols. It only takes one minute to kill him.

Zach's brother was hung on the second floor, and his short sleeves were cut into strips of cloth, with bloodstains inside, which were cut with a knife.

At first glance, Liu Shaolong recognized it.

Isn't this Smith? He drove a taxi to carry him and Shifrog half an hour ago.

Think about it carefully, isn’t that Jordan Mark the white man who robbed him and was killed by him?

Liu Shaolong immediately wanted to cover his face and laugh and cry. After all, this enthusiastic big brother was implicated by him!

Shifrog patted Liu Shaolong and whispered: "Shidan, didn't this person drive us?"

Liu Shaolong subconsciously said "shhh", for fear that he would be heard by others, but when he turned around, he thought that these people couldn't understand what Shifow said.

The blue veins on Zach's forehead were stretched, and he was trying hard to suppress his anger.

After sorting out his thoughts, Liu Shaolong stepped forward and pushed away the two white men in front of him. The two white men were pushed and staggered to the ground.

"Crazy!"

Suddenly, a pistol was taken out and pointed at the people led by Liu Shaolong.

Liu Shaolong was not afraid at all. He walked forward slowly towards the gun and smiled faintly: "Howard, Dyke. My name is Liu, and I am their boss. I think you are willing to talk to me."

Howard and Dyke immediately burst into laughter.

"Dyke, look, the niggers actually found a yellow pig as their backer."

"This is so wise hahaha..."

Dyke's laughter came to an abrupt end. He stood up suddenly, pulled out his pistol and pointed it on Liu Shaolong's forehead.

He stared at Liu Shaolong with fierce eyes, spitting his saliva and said, "Get out, yellow pig!"
Chapter completed!