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Chapter 710 An accident!

Walter Fry, who was very worried about his thick eyebrows, looked at his partner who came out of the donut shop. The guy had been there for a long time, as if he was not going to get dinner at all but looking for his mistress to be beaten.

One shot.====

"Hey buddy, you want coffee and donuts."

"Next time you waste time like this, I'll blow your balls out."

"Hey hey hey, I need to pee urgently and need to go to the toilet."

"This stuff is so fucking crazy, it's so sweet. I heard, don't you Chinese know how to cook? Don't you?"

"Well, then, doesn't that cost money?"

It turned out that Walter's partner was a Chinese American, and at this time the two of them were munching donuts in a police car.

Yes, Walter is a policeman, and he is also a glorious and proud NYPD. The reason why I say this is because New York, the largest city in the world, naturally has the largest police system worthy of it. Of course, Walter

Always thought, 'We are the best and we will always be loyal!'

As for efficiency, that's a matter of opinion. Anyway, for such a huge organization, and with so many cases every day, it's normal that the cases aren't solved that quickly, isn't it?

"Fuck! Why are there so many idiots making irresponsible remarks about our police!"

While eating, they naturally had to have some entertainment. They disliked their partner, the guy who just took the dinner, Dick Huang and Walter. It should be said that from the first time the two of them were paired together,

God, Walter just doesn't like that guy. He's Chinese, and...

"You actually took jb as your own name. Isn't this stupid?" Obviously, a name like Dick is not something that ordinary people can use, but why does Mr. Huang insist on calling it this name? It's really

It has little to do with him.

Walter's boredom with this Chinese-American is obvious. Although this Chinese-American usually treats him well, a lot of things have happened in New York recently.

"The death of that vendor was obviously due to the stupidity of the auxiliary police. There were so many people, and they actually killed them. They didn't even know the severity of the action." Huang Dick also knew what Walter thought of him. But this was also

It's nothing, racial discrimination can be seen everywhere in American society. Anyway, you go to work to make money and get a salary.

Moreover, in fact, the one who really feels uncomfortable holding it in is probably that idiot Walter. Because that guy can't show racial discrimination, hehehe, he has to keep it in his heart, but sometimes he can just say it with his mouth.

Officer Huang is relatively optimistic, and he is not a fool.

There have been a lot of bad things recently. There just happened in New York where a black vendor was beaten to death. This is not a good thing. But it is just not a good thing. The news media reported

There are more. But I haven’t seen anyone take to the streets to protest or anything like that.

Walter and Dick were also given a good training by their superiors this morning, which means that you should take it easy now and don't attack so hard. If you kill someone again, it will be a bit difficult to handle.

This made Walter even more depressed. You know, he had actually fired a gun before, but he didn't hit anyone, but he wanted to see a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist was basically useless in treating him.

He feels more and more depressed and always wants to release himself. The psychiatrist also said that you can release and decompress, such as boxing or something.

However, Walter tried it, but it didn't seem to work.

"Damn donuts!" Walter threw away the half-eaten donut.

This thing is actually free and is considered a benefit for the American police, but this thing doesn't seem to offend Walter.

"Brother, look at that guy!" Just when Walter was getting angry, Mr. Dick found someone who could do it.

It was a black young man who had just walked into a convenience store.

This seems like nothing, right? A black guy goes into a convenience store, what does this mean?

The biggest problem is that it is a black guy, and he is wearing a black Nike hoodie, so there is a problem...

To talk about the advantages of black people, there is a joke that goes like this.

What should you do if you wake up at night and open your eyes and find that your TV is floating in mid-air?

Answer: Tell that nigger to put the TV down and get out.

What should you do if you wake up at night and open your eyes and find your refrigerator floating in mid-air?

Answer: Don't say anything, damn it, you can't afford to offend such a big nigger...

Marcus is a black guy who lives on Staten Island. This place can be considered New York. There must be a "bar", because when anyone in the world thinks of New York, they think of all kinds of loftiness, but in Staten Island

Tateng Island is just like an ordinary small town. Of course, everyone is very poor.

Before he was 10 years old, Marcus was carefree, but then his father went to jail for some reason, so he had to find some work on his own, otherwise his mother would not be able to support him.

5 children.

Help Boss XX bring something. In fact, Marcus also knew that it would not be a good thing anyway. However, he was relatively safe at his age at the time. But even so, Marcus gradually

I feel that the police station is more of a family than home.

Marcus is now 18 years old, but almost no one believes that this guy is so young. To be honest, if his family conditions were better, this guy might be active on the basketball court now, and he would also make a lot of money in the NBA in the future.

It's possible.

Today's boss told Marcus to go to that small store to get something.

The time was right and the place was right. Marcus often did this, but after entering this small store, Marcus didn't find anything the boss left for him.

"**!" It's okay. This kind of situation has happened before. After all, Marcus's job is not a good job, and there will always be some mistakes.

If you didn't get something, you should leave. So Marcus walked around the store pretending to buy something, but he didn't find what he needed and left.

However, the clerk looking after the store was a little scared, because such a black man came in, wearing a black hoodie with the hood still buttoned up. Who knows whether the surveillance system captured this guy?

"Huh~" It's okay. It seems that the black brother is in a good mood today. The clerk looked at Marcus's back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey! nypd!"

But just as Marcus stepped out of the store door, suddenly, there were two more people in front of him, one white and one yellow, both holding police badges in one hand and a gun in the other.

"Hey. Hey, hey, what's going on? What did I do?" Marcus felt a little tense, because although he wanted to do something bad, he didn't do it at all today. Why did these policemen use guns?

Pointing at yourself?

In fact, this is a typical American daily life. Just imagine. A black man entered a convenience store in the dark. How could they come back empty-handed?

This is not normal, absolutely!

"Hands up! Get down on the ground!"

"Dammit! Show us your hands!"

When entering the convenience store, Marcus put his hands in his pockets to show that he was more relaxed. Now, the two policemen felt that there might be something in the pockets.

"Fu-ck-tempt! Fu-ck..." Actually, there was nothing, but Marcus felt that he had been treated unfairly, and he began to curse and use all kinds of obscene words.

"You bastard!" Walter over there was naturally furious. He was originally a racist, but he kept it to himself, but now, the nigger in front of him dared to swear at him?

"Let me see your hands! Quick! Quick!" Huang Dick was anxious now. He knew who his partner was, so he was actually thinking about the black young man in front of him, but...

"Do you want to see my hands? Damn! I'm not a man like you who only knows how to do hand work. Look, look at my big dick. Look!" I have to say that this American is quite good at swearing.

Creatively, Marcus in particular combined his 'strengths' at this time.

Everyone knows the so-called strengths. Black people are admired by Japanese people in island countries, right?

"What-the-fuc-k!" At this time, it was Dick Huang who cursed this sentence, because he saw this black man approaching them!

Come over! How could you, a fool, come over? Do you want to die?

Bang!

Sure enough, a gunshot was fired, and the sound was very loud in the dark night of New York City.

"Ah, what..." Marcus was shot, but he was taller, so the shot didn't make him fall to the ground, but his upper body shook suddenly. He didn't expect, really didn't expect, "You fucking

Shoot me? You actually shot me..."

Indeed, Marcus didn't understand why he was shot. He didn't do anything, but his hand didn't explain it clearly.

But we are not playing basketball, right?

Okay, so is it okay to take out your hands?

Bang! Bang bang...

When Marcus really obeyed and took his hand out of his pocket, he was hit by more bullets. He would never understand until his death why the hell was happening. Wasn't it wrong no matter what he did?

"What...what are you doing? Why did you shoot? Why didn't you use a Taser?" Huang Dick was completely stupid. He didn't expect that such a simple police dispatch would cause such a big thing today. It's too unimaginable.

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"Stop talking nonsense! Otherwise I'll kill you too!" Walter was extremely irritable at this time. Just now he was really angry and shot, but after the shot, he felt much better, but in the blink of an eye,

He knew that he had caused a big disaster!

"Fuc-k! Fuc-k!..." Dick Huang kept cursing there, and he called for backup and an ambulance as quickly as possible.

And all of this was recorded by surveillance cameras everywhere in the metropolis of New York... (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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Haha, now this thing is really interesting. The White Temple thing was rumored by some media. Hehehe, as for the source, the black car was first read in the newspaper. Don’t be surprised. Now that

The tendency of newspapers... Anyway, you haven't seen what's on it. After reading it, everyone will be more angry than a black car.
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