"Hey, why is there a white ghost here? I said Daddy Rason, this is not good - this is my territory, the white ghost is here, you still give him pizza? Damn, give him a plate of, I'm in for a treat!"

Jamie, a young black man, paid the cleaning fee, turned around and was about to leave, when he saw a white man sitting in another corner, and he was immediately interested.

"Jamie, this is my friend, not some white ghost!" said Ditro Fein, who was sitting across from Sherter Owie, with his back to a couple of young black men, turning from his seat dissatisfied.

"Ha, ha, it's Mr. Fein, okay, okay, since it's your friend, of course it's no problem, you eat slowly, we won't bother. ”

Probably because he was an acquaintance, the young black murderer Jamie stuffed the pistol he had just killed back into his belt, laughed dryly, and walked out of the pizzeria with his younger brothers boringly.

The last one they walked on thoughtfully closed the door of the wooden shop.

"Look, this is Dieter now. ”

Dietro Fein turned around and shrugged helplessly at Schestor Owe, and then continued to pick up the knife and fork to deal with the pizza in front of him, not caring that there was a dead man lying on the other side of the room behind him.

Ruth, a waitress called Big Mom by Jamie, pushes a small flatbed cart from behind, carries Pete's body to the cart, and drags it into the kitchen - hopefully there won't be any part of this person in the pizza everyone eats in the future.

The other two diners, who had looked frightened just now, now took their own positions and continued to eat, and none of them got up to leave because of the murder that had just occurred.

"How so? Aren't there any police here?" asked Schöst Owe, frowning.

You must know that Dieter is not a poor country, but a metropolis that is quite famous internationally, in the urban area, killing people in public during the day, not only the murderer does not take it seriously, but even the bystanders do not seem to take it seriously at all.

Don't say anything to kill the witnesses, even the body of the deceased, the murderer didn't bother to deal with it, and even took out fifteen Citi coins and sent it away as a cleaning fee.

Liu Shengyuanhe also killed people in the street back then, but he was already rampant in the world at that time, without any scruples, and it was clear that he didn't even buy the national military power of Goguryeo.

And these little gangsters, in terms of getting up and handed, can't see any difference from ordinary people at all, and the firepower they have is just a few small pistols, who lent them the courage to dare to defy the national security forces?

"The police, the police also need to eat, since three years ago, the Dieter city government could not pay salaries, so the police station here was abolished, and the police ran away. ”

"What——?" The expression on Sherst's face can almost break down a set of emojis.

In the past year and a half, Liu Shengyuan and his clones have walked around countless times, and they have seen a lot of strange things, not to mention places where there are no police, and even places where there are no women.

But this is Citigroup, which is one of the most powerful of the world's three major powers, and if you take the country as a unit, it is the world's first developed country.

In such a developed country, there are still municipal governments that can't pay salaries? What's even more strange is that even if they can't pay salaries, the police station can be abolished? The police just run away obediently?

You must know that the profession of a police officer is not a good kind.

In places with a good social system (such as the Red Flag), the police are the defenders of social order;

In a country with a chaotic social system (such as Moshig), the police are the legitimate black bosses with government licenses!

According to Yanagi Motokazu (Scheste Owei), in such a place where the social order has collapsed, even if it is just a protection fee, the police can live a good life - what salary do you need if you have protection money? What kind of bicycle do you need if you have a sports car?

If you want to be a policeman in some chaotic countries, you have to pay your superiors on time, right?

How can a legally violent group like the police run away?

Looking at Sherter Owway's bewildered face, former black basketball coach Ditro Fein put down his knife and fork, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said:

"You're from Texas and don't know what's going on here. Dieter also had a glorious past, with the main production bases of the world's three major automobile groups being located here, as well as several car brands that were not so large, but also very well-known.

Well, when I have time, I can show you the factories they left behind, the largest of which is fifteen blocks long!"

"At that time, in order to pursue costs, in addition to the top positions were basically white, most of the front-line workers at the bottom were black, of course, there were some poor whites. ”

Ditro Fein held out a finger and nodded to Sjöster, who was sitting across from him, indicating that it was a poor white man like you.

Later, the whole environment and economy were sluggish, layoffs, wage cuts and other things came, and the union took everyone to negotiate with the boss, wanting to maintain the salary and treatment from being reduced, about half a year of negotiation, and finally negotiated, and the bosses promised to keep the treatment unchanged. ”

"But the day after the labor and management announced that they had reached a negotiation agreement, the three major car companies of General Motors, Ford, and Chrysler announced large-scale layoffs at the same time, almost laying off more than half of the front-line employees!"

"It is because of this half-year negotiation time that these companies have successfully installed automatic production lines, and they no longer need so many front-line workers. ”

"The large number of blacks who lost their jobs was already very annoying, but the police came to add fuel to the fire. ”

"In the past, there were about six or seven blacks at most in Dieter's 100 police officers, and the police would specifically target blacks when enforcing the law, don't look at what the newspapers said about racial equality, human rights equality, in Citigroup, except for the equality of the votes on horseback, there has never been a fucking equality in other aspects!"

Speaking of which, this former basketball coach, who has always spoken quite elegantly, can't help but scold.

"We don't know what happened now, and the white-controlled media coverage is not credible, and the only thing that is certain is that the police went so far that even the other whites couldn't see it.

Eventually, this incident led to the Dieter riot, which was attended by tens of thousands of people, and finally it was the President of Citi himself who ordered the army to drive tanks into the city to suppress it.

This riot not only ruined the city of Dieter, but also caused the collapse of order and social order here, and the real estate industry in Dieter City completely collapsed, and the bankruptcies of banks, insurance companies, and factories and enterprises were bankrupt.

Oh, if you look at the apartment building across the road, it turns out that a house here is worth about 100,000 to 400,000 yuan, but now it's worth a few thousand yuan at most. ”

"At that time, how many people went bankrupt? There was an eighty-five-story building called Viswat in the center of Dieter, and people who wanted to jump there had to queue up!"

"Well, that's what you see in the city of Dieter, but if you go south or west, the people in the satellite city of Dieter over there are doing just fine - they're all the ones who have fled Dieter and started a new life there.

Black people like me used to have a hard time finding a job, but man, white people like you have an easier foothold over there. ”

As he spoke, former black community basketball coach Ditro Fein had a little envious look on his face.

After all, everyone thought it was better, but Citi's racial discrimination, especially the racial contradictions on Dieter's side, made it impossible for this black man, who was barely middle-class, to find a decent job in the Dieter satellite city over there.

"I said Dietero, do you think the people who rioted did the right thing? Now Dieter is like this, and everyone doesn't seem to be doing very well. Schefter asked, poking the pizza on the plate with a fork.

"Hmph, what's wrong with that, to say that Dieter's decline is indeed half due to that riot, but without that riot, the situation of blacks would be even worse!"

"You may not have cared about politics before, but since the Dieter riots, not only Dieter's blacks, but the whole Citigroup blacks have been so much better!

Dieter has produced seven black mayors in a row in recent years, and Citi has a black presidential candidate, which was simply unthinkable before! For this reason, the riot was worth it. ”

Besides, Dieter's decay is at best half to blame for the riots, and the other half is to blame for the government's incompetence in restoring social order in time.

Originally, even after the riots, Dieter was one of the top five big cities in Citi, and there was still a good urban foundation, and if social order could be restored in time and the government could regain social credibility, Dieter could still be rescued.

However, the government could not control the situation at all, and the white police officers would be shot cold when they went out, and the government did not take the opportunity to recruit and train black police officers on a large scale.

In the end, it became what it is now, and everyone's life is over—"

Speaking of this, Ditro's mood was depressed, as if the little joy that the pizza he had just picked up for nothing had disappeared.

"Then you don't want to rebuild Dieter, at least rebuild the community?"

Scheft found it interesting that this Ditro Fein had some vision, and in the way he spoke, he probably had a formal education, and seemed to have some local connections, but from the conversation, the dude was not prepared to do anything other than sit on the dilapidated basketball court and reminisce about the past and complain about the present.

"Hahaha, I said Brother Sherst, you're so humorous! What can I do? Rebuild the community? I have neither the money nor the manpower, that's what the rich and politicians care about, what does it have to do with me?"

"Hmm—if I want to try it. Scheste Owe ate the last pizza on the plate, looked up at the black former basketball coach across the table, and said calmly.

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"Oh my God, I must be crazy to do this with you, what's the use of that? This community is completely uninhabited right now, no one will come to you even if you make it beautiful, I said man, are you serious?"

About the racial talent of the black man, Dietro Fein and Schefter Owie worked together to shovel weeds, trim barbed wire, mend nets, paint, and mark lines on the dilapidated basketball court, while complaining at a blistering speed in their mouths.

However, he complained and complained, and the work at hand did not stop. The two of them have been busy since they took the bus in the morning to the city center to buy some net wires, wire, paint and brushes.

Many people here can't afford to buy a private car, even though it was once Citi's most important center for the automotive industry. Today, buses and bicycles are the preferred means of transport for the poor.

It is true that Dietro Fein is not lazy in his work, but when he looks at Schef over there, he still feels a deep sense of frustration.

This friend, who just met yesterday, not only plays basketball much better than him, but also works hard, and he has to beat him more than ten.

Scheft started to work, and his movements were obviously not very fast, but there was a sense of rhythm that he was not working, but dancing.

For example, the two of them pulled out the weeds on the edge of the court together, and Dietro pulled the weeds, and the top half of the grass was pulled off, but the bottom half of the weeds were still unmoving, and he had to dig hard with a small shovel for half a day to empty a small piece of grass;

When he cleared the field less than ten meters away, he looked up and saw that the entire stadium had already been cleared by Sherst, and it was about to join him!

When it was time to re-draw the faded and faded course lines on the ground with paint, because there was no special marking tool (it was too expensive, it cost eighty-five Citi coins, and the two were not willing to buy it), Dietero could only take a small brush and carefully draw on the ground, for fear that the drawing would be out of shape;

When he looked up, the old man Sjoster didn't bend his waist at all, tied a paint brush to a branch that he didn't know where to break, held it directly in his hand, and dipped it in paint and drew a line directly on the ground.

On the ground of the court, every white paint line is horizontal and vertical, and even the width is exactly the same, which is more beautiful and generous than the line drawn by professionals with special tools - the speed is very fast, and in just a few minutes, except for this section of the penalty area in Ditro's hand, all the other places have been drawn!

A new basketball court appears in this dilapidated neighborhood, which looks a little out of place with other buildings.

"I mean, man, are the Texas cowboys monsters?

Ditro carefully finished drawing the free throw area on the ground, stood up and stepped over the undried paint, looked at the revitalized basketball court, and said with emotion.

"In the pasture in Texas, the importance is the ability to serve the cows, sheep and horses, and I am nothing. ”

Sjoster Aowei didn't think there was anything surprising about this, if he couldn't even do this, then what kind of sword god and Tongtian sect master was still known as the world's sword god?

However, in order to truly experience life here, some necessary explanations are needed for the black basketball coach who may have helped him settle into local life.

Liu Shengyuanhe already had a vague idea in his heart, but the complete idea was not clear now.

However, it seems that this can be used as a test field first?

Anyway, this is neither Japan nor the United Kingdom, it doesn't matter how you toss it, it's a big deal to pat your ass and run away, as long as you don't reveal your identity, it doesn't matter.