Chapter 789: Wronged?
Ye Su sat in the back seat of the taxi, listening to the sound of the meter in the taxi constantly skipping words, and his heart was very strange.
Because the frequency of this beating is so fast, almost every few seconds, the meter has to change the amount, even if the service industry in the American Empire is generally high, it should not reach such a level, right?
The taxi driver was a strong black man, and when Ye Su first got into the car, he shook Ye Su with a smile full of white teeth.
The teeth were so white that under the backdrop of the white teeth, Ye Su did not form any specific impression of the appearance of the black man at all.
Along the way, the black driver was very talkative, constantly asking Ye Su all kinds of things, and when he learned that Ye Su was from the ancient country of the East, the black driver seemed to be much more excited.
The content of the gossip also began to become more inconsequential.
After about ten minutes of driving, the taxi finally stopped.
It's just that the surrounding environment makes Ye Su a little confused.
Although New York is the largest metropolis in the American Empire, and has Wall Street, which is known as the world's financial center, there are still slums in the New York City.
Contrary to what most people imagine, the more developed the capitalist society, the wider the gap between the rich and the poor, and the more naked and cruel it is.
Anything that looks good on the surface will always have a lot of darkness and dirt hidden behind it.
What appeared in front of Ye Su's eyes at this time was a slum in the New York City.
The vast majority of the people who live here are black and Chinese.
In addition to these two, the most common are smugglers from various countries.
Despite being in New Yorktown, the city and the surrounding suburbs are like two different worlds.
Hardly a single white person would be present here, even though the American Empire had gone through a long campaign to eradicate racial discrimination, and to this day, a nominally racially egalitarian society has long been formed.
But the reality is that there is still a big difference between the status of blacks and whites.
Whether it is social wealth or social status, in the land of America, white people occupy an absolute advantage, even if the new generation of American presidents is the first black president in history, but fundamentally speaking, it has little practical significance.
This, combined with the country's own extreme liberality and looseness in gun control, has made the ghetto synonymous with chaos and squalor.
Although Ye Su didn't know Qin Yongxuan's specific office location, he at least knew that Qin Yongxuan would definitely not work in the slums.
So as the taxi stopped, Ye Su opened his mouth and asked the black driver: "Master, what kind of place is this, the place you brought me here should not be my destination." ”
"Not your destination?"
The black man turned his head to look at Ye Su, who was sitting in the back seat, and grinned again, leaking out all his big white teeth.
"I say it's your destination, it's your destination! Get off, it's already here! The fare is $600, thank you for your patronage! ”
When the black man said the last four words "thank you for your patronage", he actually used a very strange pronunciation of Chinese, but with the hideous smile on the black man's face, there was really no friendly taste at all.
Six hundred dollars?
Ye Su frowned and looked at the number on the meter, and found that it was indeed the number six hundred displayed.
But the problem is that it has only been more than ten minutes since he got on the bus, and during this time, the taxi has been driving at an ordinary constant speed, and it is impossible to run the number six hundred no matter what!
What's more, even if the consumption of the American Empire is slightly higher, it is only relatively speaking, compared to the average income of the average people in the American Empire, the consumption here is actually very low.
Even if this person uses a problematic meter to cheat money, at least he has a bottom line, right? opened his mouth for six hundred dollars, is this treating him as a wronged leader?
No wonder the black driver smiled so happily when he heard that he was from an eastern country, thinking that in the eyes of this black driver, he was already equivalent to a fat sheep......
"Neither the fare, nor the destination you mentioned, can satisfy me."
Ye Su shook his head slowly, looking at the black driver who was sitting in the driver's seat, turning his head with a cruel smile on his face, he originally wanted to open his mouth and continue to say a few words, but he held back when he spoke.
It was really because it was meaningless to say anything, and it was obviously impossible for the black man in front of him to listen to it.
"Hehe, boy from the East, I advise you to be satisfied, otherwise, I dare not guarantee that something will happen. New York is dying every day, no more than you, no less than you, especially a foreign face like you, even if it is dead, the police will not make any effort to investigate, understand? ”
The black driver stared at Ye Su with a fearless expression, and as he spoke, he actually took out a pistol from under his driver's seat, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed directly at Ye Su.
Ye Su looked at the muzzle of the gun in front of him helplessly, and then reached out and grabbed the muzzle.
Although the action was not fast, the black driver obviously didn't expect Ye Su to react like this, and in a stunned manner, the muzzle of the gun was already caught by Ye Su in his hand.
Feeling the power in his hand, the black driver instinctively wanted to pull the trigger, but then he was stunned to find that the originally very light trigger couldn't be pressed no matter how hard he tried!
What's even more exaggerated is that the body of the gun that was held actually began to twist! Right in front of his eyes, the straight body of the gun was easily broken into a ninety-degree curved shape like plasticine!
"God......
The black driver looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and then looked at Ye Su blankly, and then as if he was struck by lightning, the hand holding the handle of the gun instantly withdrew back, and at the same time opened the car door next to him extremely quickly, and the whole person ran out of the car with a roll.
Shouting loudly as he ran, he disappeared into the chaotic low-rise buildings of the surrounding slums.
Ye Su looked at the pistol in his hand that had been destroyed by him a little messily, and threw it out of the car window casually, and then got out of the car helplessly.
Although he can drive, he doesn't know the specific road, if he calls Qin Yongxuan and asks Qin Yongxuan to send someone to pick him up, Ye Su really feels a little embarrassed.
Let's get that driver back...... Although the driver did too much, this kind of thing is too common, and it is enough to punish the big one.
Ye Su thought as he rubbed his temples.
Then he turned and walked in the direction of the black driver's breath.
The blacks and Chinese Americans he met in this slum along the way all showed ill-intentioned glances towards Ye Su.
The black driver didn't run far, Ye Su just followed his breath and turned two corners in the slum, and after walking a distance of about seven or eight hundred meters, he saw the black driver.
It's just that at this time, there are more than a dozen other black people who are tall, short, fat and thin around the black driver.
And the scene in it looks very fragrant!