"Where are we going? ”

Zenia followed the back of the fat brother's buttocks, and kept thinking about it.

"Don't do so much if you want to come!"

The fat brother didn't look back, Zenia pursed her lips, and made a childish face at the back of the fat brother's head, and then carefully avoided a puddle of dirty water on the ground that looked quite disgusting and continued to walk forward.

The dirty and messy environment of the road has made Zinia very uncomfortable, and what makes her even more panicked is the "ill-intentioned" eyes of the idle black young people on the side of the path, which is like a CT machine sweeping back and forth on her body, so that Zinia can't help but copy it into her bag with one hand and hold the bottle of anti-wolf spray, and the other hand doesn't know when to pull the fat brother's clothes tightly.

"Shhh...... Where are they?"

The fat brother scratched his head, and finally had no choice but to look at a few black people gathered on the side of the road and beckoned, "Hey friend, do you know where Wilson's house is?"

Hearing this, several young black men slowly surrounded him, and one of the bald heads in the lead glanced at the fat brother, then looked at Zenia behind him, tilted his head and said, "Who are you?"

"The lawsuit he had a few days ago was my money. ”

Although Joel returned the lawyer's fees to the fat brother intact, this did not prevent the fat brother from saying so.

"You're the one from Huaxia?"

The bald head frowned and took the mobile phone handed over by the clever little brother on the side, the screen was the fat brother's Facebook homepage, the bald head glanced at the mobile phone, then looked at the fat brother, and continued to look at the mobile phone, and then looked up at the fat brother, and finally confirmed that the photo and the Asian in front of him were the same person for a long time......

"I'm sorry! I'm glad you came, my friend!"

The bald head threw the phone to the little brother, and then immediately opened his arms with a smile on his face and gave the fat brother a big hug, and patted the fat brother's back vigorously when he was done, and it could be seen that he welcomed the fat brother from the bottom of his heart.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Of course, first I wanted to find Wilson's family. ”

The fat brother replied with a smile.

The bald head is still quite real, and he led the fat brother to the little black baby's house without saying a word, and on the way he also chattered about the situation of Wilson's house, no matter what he said, he always couldn't help but insert a few words to scold the government and those white pigs, and he couldn't help but interject a few words to scold the government and those white pigs, not to mention how embarrassing it was to listen to Zenia who followed behind.

"They drove us here just like they drove the Indians back then......"

"Fuck the Dream of America ......"

"Wilson was a good boy, and he always thought that if he was good enough, he could enjoy the same things as those white people......"

The bald man took the fat brother to a house quickly, and the fat brother looked at the house with a pale yellow exterior wall, which is probably the cleanest one in the nearby house, the house is not full of garbage, and some small flowers are planted in the small fence planned by himself, so that this slum does not look so lifeless.

After the bald head brought the fat brother to the door, he made a gesture of please, then waved his hand and left with a smile, the fat brother didn't even have time to ask him what his name was, when he saw the bald head and the others leaving, Zenia breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly urged the fat brother to go up and knock on the door, she just wanted to end the matter here quickly and leave early.

"Ding Dong!"

The fat brother rang the doorbell, and it took a long time to see that the door was opened a crack, and through the crack in the door, he saw a pair of timid eyes looking at the fat brother.

"Hello, is your mom home?"

On the way here, the bald head told the fat brother that after Wilson was arrested, only his wife and two-year-old son were left in the house.

The villain in the crack in the door shook his head, and then looked at the fat brother with a little panic.

"I want to help you get Wilson back, can you tell me where your mother is?"

The fat brother squatted down and said softly.

The child in the crack of the door was glutinous, and finally spoke: "Mommy won't come home until night." ”

The fat brother looked at the locked door and guessed that Wilson's wife might have gone to work, because there was a lack of labor, and Wilson's daughter-in-law alone could not support all the family expenses, so he had to let the child stay at home, prepare enough dry food and water for him at home, and then lock him at home.

"What's next?"

Zenia looked at the fat brother and said.

"Wait for her to come back. ”

As he spoke, the fat brother saw the bald head and the others diagonally across the road, and explained a few words to Zenia, asking her to wait for him here, and then trotted straight to the other side of the road.

"Friend, have you ever thought about getting a job?"

The fat brother greeted the bald head loudly with a smile.

Several black people exchanged glances with each other, and they didn't understand why the Chinese man in front of them suddenly came out like this, but the bald head still nodded involuntarily: "Do you have any good suggestions?"

Of course they want to find a job, but now that the unemployment rate in the whole country is so high, it is difficult for even those highly educated whites to find a decent job, let alone these people, many positions are almost not explicitly not blacks, and those whites who can't find jobs have robbed them of their jobs washing dishes and sewers, which makes bald blacks and other blacks can only rely on some cheating, abduction, theft and the like to barely make ends meet.

As a direct consequence, the slums have become places that must not be touched in the eyes of others, and the police have a great hatred for the bald "social garbage", which forms a vicious circle, and the social groups begin to reject these black people more and more, and they have to become more and more violent in order to survive.

So the bald head and others felt very different from the fat brother's suggestion, this may be the first person to take the initiative to introduce them to a job, and he is still a foreigner.

"I have a job here that suits you perfectly, but it's up to you to have the guts, and I need you to unite for the injustice that Wilson has been subjected to, to take to the streets, to make your demands heard by everyone, I say that, do you understand?"

After speaking, the fat brother stared at the bald head and the others tightly, wondering what they thought about this errand.

"Just need us to march?"

The bald head immediately calmed down when he heard it, the parade is not a big problem in the United States, but the bald head feels that things are definitely not so simple.

"Of course it's more than ......"

As soon as the fat brother's voice fell, his bald head looked like I knew it.

"I want you all to hold signs, the more people there are, the better, and keep shouting slogans. ”

After the fat brother finished speaking, he continued to look at the bald head, waiting for him to reply.

"And then?"

The bald head asked.

"It's gone. ”

The fat guy shrugged.

It's that simple?

The bald head was overjoyed, but he still resisted the urge to agree and then asked the question he was most concerned about: "How to calculate the money." ”

"70 at a time, 100 ...... at a time with a sign or banner with a parade"

"We did it!"

"What better job could there be!"

"Sir, please be sure to hire me, I am very experienced in parades!"

Before the fat brother finished speaking, the bald head and his little brother couldn't hold it back at all, and introduced their strengths around the fat brother, for fear that there would be no such shop in this village.

Which of their marches does not carry a sign, a march is at most five or six hours, and the basic hourly wage in Los Angeles is $10, so the price given by the fat brother is already very generous.

"And ...... Uh, forget it, that's it. ”

Everyone knows how hateful the person who leaves half of the speech is to stop talking the fat brother looked like he wanted to speak and stopped at once, and he stimulated the bald head all of a sudden, and he had to break the casserole and ask the end of the posture to the end I had to say to the fat brother.

"There's another job, but it's a bit dangerous, and this time it really depends on whether you're brave enough. ”

The fat brother stared at everyone and said fixedly.