"You're the ones who don't have a choice." Xu Yun exerted a tremendous amount of pressure on them.
The members of the Huahai Gang didn't disappoint Xu Yun, despite the pressure and lack of respect. They made the only right choice.
When Mad Dog saw the man in the room turn and leave, his heart burned with fury. "You're betraying me! A bunch of disloyal bastards! "
"Mad Dog, you betrayed us first." Someone outside the door spoke up. "The Huahai Gang would be the same without you. The Huaxia Street would be the same without you."
"Without me, you'd never be able to survive! Don't you remember who gave you enough food to eat every day?! " Mad Dog cursed. "Before you joined me, you were just a bunch of trash. If we don't stick together, the bastards from the Black Block will come and bully us!"
Perhaps it was because Mad Dog's words made sense, or perhaps it was because his men had some old feelings for him, but they hesitated for a moment.
"If you only live to fill your stomachs and have no other higher pursuits, then what's the difference between you and the stray dogs beside the trash can?" Xu Yun said. "Since you're human, you should live like a human."
Lin Ge laughed loudly. "You're just afraid that the bastards from the Black Block will come and cause trouble for you? That's not necessary. We've just taught those bastards a lesson. "
"They didn't form a gang because they were afraid of the bastards from the Black Block. It's because of their own laziness and incompetence." Xu Yun said coldly. "Even a kid like Jimmy dared to go to the Black Block at night to look for 'business'. Why wouldn't they?"
Everyone lowered their heads in shame.
"You only know how to show your ugly and cruel faces to your own people. You only know how to bully Asians. To tell you the truth, you're worse than the gangsters from the Black Block." Xu Yun: "After today, you'd better not bully your own people. Otherwise, you'll end up like Mad Dog. I promise you that's not what happens to him."
The members of the Huahai Gang couldn't help but hold their breaths. For some reason, they felt a sense of fear.
"You … what are you going to do to me?!" Mad Dog was terrified now. He didn't want to die yet. "Don't kill me … I beg you …"
"I don't want to dirty my hands by killing you." Xu Yun said, "But if I give you to the brothers in the black neighborhood, as a reward, I'm sure they'll be happy to help me take care of the cars parked in their neighborhood."
Mad Dog was completely flabbergasted. "No! No! You can't do that to me … "
"I think there seems to be some misunderstanding between you and the brothers from the black neighborhood. As the boss, you should go and deal with it." Xu Yun didn't give him a chance. He grabbed Mad Dog and left, and Mad Dog was completely unable to fight back against Xu Yun.
Lin Ge pulled Legend to his feet and motioned for him to go with them. Jimmy followed closely behind. He had a watch that was worth a hundred thousand dollars, so he would never be separated from Xu Yun and the others.
For some reason, the other members of the Huahai Gang followed behind Xu Yun.
The two neighborhoods were very close to each other, and there had been a lot of misunderstandings. No one knew how most of the misunderstandings had started, but they all knew that Mad Dog was extremely afraid of black people. Perhaps it was because of some childhood trauma.
"I beg you, please don't send me to that place! Everyone in the United States knows that no one wants to go to the black neighborhood! "Mad Dog screamed.
This was the truth. No one wanted to go to the black neighborhood. Only those who had experienced it knew how dilapidated it was. There were almost no residents, no office buildings, and no shopping malls. It was a kind of depression that was hard to understand.
In fact, it all seemed to be thanks to Martin Luther King. Many people knew of his speech, the deeply moving "I Have a Dream."
It was even a passage from Hua Xia High School's Chinese textbook.
Naturally, Xu Yun had also read this speech. At that time, he was about ten years old. At that time, he really worshipped this hero. Every word of this speech made Xu Yun feel an unprecedented shock.
But after coming to the United States several times, seeing more and more "legacies" left by this great man, and seeing the faces of all kinds of black politicians, Xu Yun began to wonder if he could still be regarded as a national hero.
If his original intention was good, then the behavior of many black people now was definitely discrediting him.
If black people really wanted others to eliminate prejudice against them, what they needed to do was not to use political means to block other people's mouths, nor to talk about racial discrimination and human rights, but to be a real person!
Before Xu Yun had that experience in Detroit, he would have thought that "cherish your life and stay away from the black neighborhood" was racist.
But after living in the ghetto of Detroit for a period of time, he realized that those Huaxia moral b * tches who would point at others and say that it was "racial discrimination" had never really seen the ghetto!
These seemingly virtuous people had never been to the black neighborhood and had no real experience.
In the eyes of those people, the black neighborhood was as cool as the background of a rap music MV. It was the kind of place that was otherworldly. It was the kind of place where there were all kinds of people talking and laughing.
What was the real black neighborhood? Xu Yun had experienced it before. It was not that ordinary places with a lot of black people and the black neighborhood built by the school were not real black neighborhoods.
The black neighborhood they were going to at the moment could not be regarded as a real black neighborhood.
The real black neighborhood of the United States could be said to be a place where there were no traces of human civilization!
When Xu Yun first entered the real black neighborhood of Detroit, there was a black man standing not far away on the street with a gun aimed at him! There was no reason at all! It was just aimed at him! It was like aiming at a wild animal that this guy wanted to stew at night!
If it was not because Xu Yun's aura was strong enough to make the other party have some concerns, the guy would probably have really shot.
Gunshots would be heard from time to time, but the people living here seemed to be completely used to it and were not nervous about the gunshots at all.
It was also the first time Xu Yun learned that in the world, other than the Golden Triangle, Silver Triangle, and Golden Crescent, there were places where drugs could be sold openly. After all, the United States was a country with government regulations and laws.
At that time, Xu Yun really could not understand one thing, one thing that he felt was more ridiculous than drugs and guns, and that was the right to vote!
He saw some pro-Obama slogans that were spray-painted on the wall. He did not understand why these people had the right to vote.
And their vote was actually the same as the vote of the hardworking engineers or doctors who paid taxes to support their welfare!
Xu Yun could only sigh. This was the essence of democracy and human rights in the United States.
Xu Yun still remembered that in the real black neighborhood, he could see sports shoes hanging from wires when he looked up. Some of them were very good new Jordan basketball shoes. Of course, it was the AJ brand under the United States' Nike, and not the Jordan Sports Company's counterfeit goods that Hua Xia had stolen.
Sports shoes hanging from electric poles were meaningful in the black neighborhood. If ordinary people saw it, they would quickly run away.
Because people had died in such places, the owner of the shoes must have been murdered under the position where the shoes were hanging!
Yes, sports shoes that were hanging were equivalent to the head of the person who was murdered.
After all, this was the United States, not the primitive tribes on the African continent. If it was those primitive tribes, it would definitely be a bloody head that was hanging.
Later on, Xu Yun slowly learned that sports shoes hanging from wires above the head represented a lot of meanings in the real black neighborhood. For example, the gangs used these sports shoes to determine the strength of the gang.
Sometimes, these sports shoes also meant that new drugs were coming in, and it meant that there was a lot of drugs in this place.
Because in the real black neighborhood, drugs were openly sold goods! It was as simple as an ordinary person buying a pack of cigarettes in a store, but ordinary people only needed to spend money to buy a pack of cigarettes in the store, but if they bought drugs here, they might lose their lives.
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