Yellow-skinned pigs? Wang Ningyuan's heart moved.

In the days he had been in prison, he had long known the virtues of those fellows, and there was no doubt that there were people of the same race below, but he didn't know if they were of his own nationality.

The open space in the middle of the prison building was extremely empty, and dozens of people could be seen surrounding more than a dozen people in the middle, and further away, under the corridor and next to the door of the prison cell, there were many prisoners watching the excitement.

The skin of colored people is conspicuous compared to that of white people, and Wang Ningyuan can see at a glance that it is the yellow people who are surrounded in the middle.

……

"Phew, Yellowskin!" Larry spat fiercely, and when he saw these yellow-skinned guys in front of him, he remembered the embarrassing scene that was cleaned up yesterday by Wang Ningyuan, who was the same skin color as these guys.

Yesterday's humiliation is still in front of him, and Larry has absolutely nothing to do with the words big-heartedness, and for the past 24 hours, he has been thinking about taking his brothers to take revenge on that damn yellow man.

But, he didn't dare!

He didn't even dare to report this kind of embarrassing thing to his violent boss, but fortunately, there were hundreds of white people in this sub-prison area, and it was not difficult to hide McCann.

Larry cautiously glanced back at a cell on the first floor, where a white man was casually glancing at him.

In the distance, Larry's sharp gaze made him feel like he had been devoured by a snake, and he trembled all over, casting a fierce gaze on the stubborn young man in front of him.

Damn it, give me death! Larry roared fiercely in his heart, spreading his fear and resentment towards Wang Ningyuan to the guy in front of him.

He raised his hand and gave the other man a slap.

"Smack!" A crisp slap resounded through the building, and a red slap print quickly appeared on the young man's face.

"You ......" Hu Zhou glared at Larry angrily, where could he bear it when he was young and vigorous, and he was about to pounce immediately, but he was pulled to death by several yellow people behind him.

"Hu Zhou, calm down!" A middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life, his eyes cautiously glanced at the white people around him, and carefully persuaded Hu Zhou in his ear.

"There are so many of them, they can't be impulsive, otherwise they will die miserably." Several yellow people are speaking in unison.

"It's really not good, you just obey him, right?" This is a fat man with a sleek and shrewd face.

"From him? Lin Fatty, you mean lightweight? Didn't you hear what he told us to do? Go to Nima, you can wash and dry the chrysanthemums! The two young men beside Hu Zhou glared angrily at the fat man.

"Damn, what are the two little bunnies talking about?" Lin Fatzi immediately quit, and his chubby face turned red with anger.

"Alright, let me go! I'm not going to be impulsive! Seeing that the people on his side were going to quarrel non-stop, Hu Zhou felt a trace of vigilance in his heart.

My group of Chinese descendants were unlucky enough to be assigned to this sub-prison area, and there were originally few people, but don't start infighting before you make a move.

He quietly cast his gaze on the outside of the densely packed white circle, where many of the onlookers were also the same color as Hu Zhou, but from their expressionless faces, it was not difficult for Hu Zhou to see that it was impossible to count on them to help.

Although he had long learned from his uncle about the difficult situation of the Chinese in prison, seeing this scene, Hu Zhou still felt a chill in his heart.

In other sub-prison districts, although whites can't compete with the majority of blacks, they won't be as scattered as the Chinese!

"Larry, I know why you're targeting me, it's because of my uncle, right?" Hu Zhou calmed down, approached Larry and whispered.

"It's good that you know, although your uncle is powerful, but this is not your world, no matter how long his hand is, he can't stretch it out, this is the world of Boss McCann." Larry smiled and reached out and gently patted around the reddened slap marks on Hu Zhou's face.

"That's it...... There's no room to turn around, and I don't think you want to fight my uncle too hard, so let those watch the excitement and pick up the bargain! Hu Zhou secretly took a breath, forcibly suppressed the anger that was almost gushing out of his chest, and reached out to slowly push away Lali's hairy hand.

He racked his brains and pulled out black people to put pressure on these white people.

"Ahh yes, and those damn niggas are watching, and the other sub-prison districts are all niggers' world! Larry looked abruptly surprised, and he spread his hands exaggeratedly.

"That's right!" Hu Zhou smiled reluctantly and nodded, vaguely feeling that something was wrong in his heart.

"But...... So what? Larry suddenly burst out laughing again, out of breath, and he approached Hu Zhou's side, slamming his shoulder into the young man.

"What are you doing...... Hu Zhou reacted in time and greeted him with his shoulders, but Larry's bear-like figure took a big advantage, and he was knocked back a few steps in the next moment.

"Stupid yellow pig, still playing tricks in front of us." Larry said triumphantly, he leaned into Hu Zhou's ear and lowered his voice: "Tell you, you colored garbage, first you yellow-skinned pigs, and then those, you all have to be cleaned up!" The United States is a white man's world, and prison is no exception! ”

"What do you mean?" Hu Zhou's face was ugly, it seems that today's things can't be good, and the other party's words seem to threaten even his uncle and the black forces.

It's just that what can they do?

"Wait and see." Larry sneered, and suddenly shouted: "Do it, teach these yellow-skinned pigs a good lesson, and let them know who is the master here!" ”

"Haha, yes!" A group of white monsters laughed and gathered around.

The people who were surrounded in the middle suddenly turned like earth, no wonder they were afraid, compared with the white people, the difference in size between the two sides was too obvious, not to mention that these white people were all old oilmen who had been in the felons prison for some time, and their combat effectiveness was extraordinary.

"Bosses, you have something to say." Fat Lin nodded, and his fingers inadvertently passed a green rice dollar.

"Get out of here!" But the white man in front of him didn't give him a chance to speak properly at all, and directly kicked him in the face with a big foot.

"Why don't you understand? Defeat you, yours will naturally be mine. The white man smiled and hugged the fat man, and his thick arms immediately made the other party's face flush.

Because of the surveillance, the white people did not use the murder weapon, they took a few people to wrap up, squeezed, and made a group of yellow people extremely embarrassed, and did not dare to resist too obviously.

In that case, these white people will inevitably use the surveillance video to beat them upside down.

You see, we're just close to each other!

PS: There are three more chapters, and the first two chapters are combined into one

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