"Oh~roar."

At night, a shout came from the police station door, and the sound of celebration was filled with joy. Heisenberg, Joey, and Christina were wearing casual clothes on the side of the road next to the police station, and at this weekend just came out of the police station.

"Zhou, tell me quickly. What did Derek finally call you to the office and say something. I can't wait to know some joyful news in my pocket." Heisenberg is always so inappropriate.

The three of them came to the weekend: "Look at you, why can't you learn from Joey, they just look at me with a smile, and never make such excessive demands."

At this time, a rectangular paper strip was taken out from the pocket of the police uniform's shirt over the weekend. As soon as the paper strip was taken out, it was snatched by Christina. With a "swish", it was very fast.

"Joey was thinking about which bar to go to to find a PUSSY to serve the little head after the money." Christina was slutty with the big men. When she opened the rectangular note, she looked at the numbers on it and was stunned: "Oh my God, the tyrant really took out a $10,000 cash check?"

Nodded on weekends: "Yes, there is another suggestion, which is to divide US$10,000 into four parts to enter the household, so that you can avoid taxes."

"This time, the bumblebee from our little man was still Optimus Prime, and finally got it back." Heisenberg smiled happily.

Joey glanced at the weekend and finally said, "I know there is a bar that is especially suitable for single men."

I have been to the United States for more than a month and responded to the weekend when I haven't had a meat-filled fish, "What are you waiting for?"

"Hey, GUYS, can't you think about how a woman feels?" Christina handed her to the weekend with a check and said complainingly.

Joey spoke again: "I promise to find the most beautiful one for you."

While everyone was joking, they pushed the cash check back on the weekend: "You can take it, and go to the bank tomorrow and divide the money and deposit it into our account."

Christina said viciously: "No problem, I must be anonymous, and then I'm sending a letter of complaint to the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

"bye."

Christina drove away. She didn't care wherever these men spent money and who they used. For a mother, it was important to serve the two little ancestors without anything.

The car traveled through most of Montek and then returned to the black area, and parked in front of a house with an oven in the courtyard. She not only lived here, but also grew up here.

"Mom." Christina called out the closest relative who would always wait for her in the house.

"God, why can't you go home normally after get off work? Is your dictionary completely deleted the word "date"? I remember you didn't get into menopause like me?" A woman who had become seriously fat and would tremble when she walked in was moving back and forth in the open kitchen. The pan on the stove sounded, and four steaks kept steaming in the pan.

Christina pulled the curtains into the house, took off all her clothes, and said shirtlessly: "It's steak again? Mom, not only did you mention the evil word "date" in front of your daughter who only opened twice a year, but you also poured all the money you exchanged for your daughter's life into the pot..." She covered her forehead with her hands and said: "Don't you understand that your grandson is about to enter a kindergarten with a tuition of $25,000 a year due to autism for guidance? I'm not working in the Federal Reserve."

"YE~YE, daughters without boyfriends have always been natural enemies of mothers. Don't forget that I have also experienced your age."

"SO-WHAT!" Christina pinched her waist naked and looked at her mother in English with a strong Texas accent.

Christina's mother stopped moving in the kitchen, put down the shovel in her hand, and replied word by word: "SO, you should find a man, at least find a man who can quarrel with you after get off work, turn off the lights and make you moan happily - don't let me listen to me in the room every day that there is always a woman next door who wants to scream while comforting her but worrying about the humming that her mother hears."

As if he was about to be blown up, Christina was about to speak, but her mother continued, "Don't always think that you are a single mother with two children, or a damn policeman with a time of not fixed. At least you should walk out after dinner, no matter whether it is a bar or a slow shaking, use the round roll that sways when you walk to hook up with anyone, and it's a night of fun."

“FUC…”

"Or otherwise, wasn't it a waste of the genetic genes I passed on to you?"

Christina stared at her mother completely speechless. She never thought that the woman who gave birth to her would be like this now. She must have never thought that Christina who wandered among the rogue-like policemen in the police station was like this, and she was completely carved from the same mold.

“Omar.”

On the sofa in the living room, the young child was lying at the toy that was concentrating on biting his toy, while another 4-year-old black child was holding the remote control and staring at the TV with longing.

Christina walked back to the living room quickly, sat next to the four-year-old curly black kid and said, "What did you say?"

The little black boy didn't watch her at all, stared at the TV, and said very seriously: "Omar."

Turning his head, Christina looked at the TV. It was a disc that was playing. The disc was a TV series "The Fierce Crime Team" that Obama once publicly praised in the media. The plot was about Omar, who specialized in robbing drug dealers, and he carried ** to aim at the gangsters in a gambling den...

bump.

The gunfight began, and the two gangs of gangsters began to fight wildly on the road.

"Mom, why did you let Dust see this?"

"Otherwise, what should I look at? The Simpsons' family? Unless you want to kill your mother with boredom."

Christina snatched the remote control, and Dust immediately became angry and shouted at her in words that no one could understand: "Ah! Ah!"

"Shut up!" Christina suppressed the little Dust's voice: "Do you know that once a child worships certain gangster figures and you completely suppress him into the gangster trajectory during his youth, then he will form a... damn, what kind of curse of unfulfilled wishes in his youth, which will occupy all his values ​​after he grows up."

"What are you talking about?" Christina's mother put the steaks into plates and then said, "You mean you are afraid that these things will affect Dust's development? COME-ON! This is how children in the black area grew up, gangster rap, TV series, legends, so what? Didn't I raise a policeman's daughter?"

"Anyway, don't let my son look at these things, do you understand?"

"Who told you these things."

"week."

If the old lady asked meaningfully, "Latin? White? Black? Asian? Then why are you going back for dinner? Go on a date, I can watch your children for you until you get married."

Christina feels like she wants to die...

She suddenly realized something, as if in her life, she had never left the word "gangster". Some of the boys she played with when she was a child were in prison and some died. Even the handsome black guy who had had her first relationship with her in the garage disappeared for no reason. Only the gangsters in the black area have always existed. They fought, sold drugs, gambling, theft, and teleported these illegal and irregular things everywhere, compiled them into gang raps and praised them, making the black area full of such gangster legends.

Without these guys, his father would not have been sentenced to life in prison; without these guys, the handsome boy who took his first time would not have disappeared without a trace after joining the gang for a few days.

Christina was stunned. It was her father's life imprisonment in prison that made her hate the gangsters' aspirations to become a policeman, but the surrounding environment did not change. Just like Hollywood's MS-13 (crazy El Salvadors) was entrenched in the area for more than 40 years before the police arrested twenty-five people on a large scale. That was the fact that the children who hated gangsters in the area all joined the police force.

When will Montek's black area change?
Chapter completed!