"Didn't see anything? Do you think we'd believe it? Be honest! Or I wouldn't mind taking your body while it's still hot!"

The black man with the gun in his hand cursed and cursed, and kept spitting all kinds of foul words from his gorilla-like lips, as he approached and tried to move his hands and feet.

His purpose is obvious, that is, he wants to drag the girl into the corner.

In fact, in places where blacks gather, this kind of thing is as frequent as eating and drinking, and almost 90 percent of girls' parents put a condom in their school bags after they turn twelve.

If nothing else, just to be able to protect yourself to the greatest extent when you are forced to X, to avoid contracting all kinds of terrible diseases.

At the same time, several other black men also picked up the bats in their hands, intending to smack Zhang Cheng's head.

But before they could talk about the stick, Zhang Cheng, who had been keeping straight, suddenly made a very stiff movement.

Moment!

Bang!

Bang!

The two unlucky eggs soared directly into the air, flew out more than 20 meters high, and the entire chest cavity was concave, and then fell from a height of 20 meters, their heads were like broken watermelons, and a large amount of mixed white brain pulp flowed out, and the miserable death was simply terrifying.

And the reason for all this is nothing more than the result of being lightly touched by a finger.

Astound!

Fear!

Shake!

The pupils of the remaining blacks suddenly contracted, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing!

Was lightly poked by a finger and flew out more than twenty meters high?

Don't you dare to shoot movies like this!

With their pitifully small brain size and intelligence, they couldn't comprehend the incredible power of a human-sized titan.

"Oops, I'm so sorry, I hate the garbage that uses violence casually, so I accidentally killed them, I believe you won't blame me, right?" Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a dangerous smile.

From the expression on his face, it was not difficult to see that instead of apologizing in the slightest, he planned to kill the remaining ones as well.

I am afraid that the founding fathers of the United States, who were just founding and continued to trade black slaves from Africa, and Abraham Lincoln, who signed the Emancipation Proclamation and provided a large number of cheap labor for Northern capitalism, would never have imagined what a huge mistake he had made for short-term gain.

With the improvement of the level of productivity and the establishment of the social welfare system, the descendants of blacks, who contributed countless flesh and soul to the rise of the United States, began to wield a big stick called "racial discrimination" to fight for their own interests, and even attack other relatively weak immigrant groups.

They are not only lazy but also extremely greedy, taking pride in engaging in criminal activities, and would rather risk their lives to steal, rob, sell drugs, and sell prostitution, rather than do something to change their living environment.

Gradually, black Americans have changed from the victims of the year to the current social cancer.

What's even more terrifying is that the black elites will also use their stupid and uneducated compatriots to launch all kinds of riots to fight for profit, and once they have achieved their goals, they will throw them all in the trash.

This is a divided race!

A race that has no dreams, no hopes, and has rotted from its roots!

Maybe there is still some blood among them that has not cooled down, and there is still some sense of justice that has not been lost, but in the end, it will return to Mr. Lu Xun's words, not to explode in silence, but to die in silence.

Either black Americans, led by some strong leader, tear apart the United States of America and build a truly their own country in this land of plenty, awakening the numb soul with courage, blood and death.

Unfortunately, so far, Zhang Cheng has not seen this possibility, so he has an attitude of disgust and contempt for the entire black American community.

However, this situation will not last long, with the launch of the final plan, some countries, races, and ethnic groups around the world will slowly awaken their magical talents in just a few years in the next few years, and then human civilization, which was originally based on scientific research, will usher in a huge turmoil and change.

At that time, everyone will return to the same starting line, and who can become the village tyrant of the global village in the 21st century is not necessarily necessarily.

"Fack! he killed Mance and Lossac!"

"Shoot him!

"Monsters!

Bang, bang, bang!

With the crisp sound of the gun, more than a dozen nine-millimeter bullets burst out directly from the chamber, all carrying Zhang Cheng's chest and abdomen impartially.

However, the bullets did not do anything, and even the skin could not penetrate to be exact, so they lost their kinetic energy and fell to the ground.

The body of the Titan, where can only five or six hundred joules penetrate!

Not to mention firearms, right now, even the big Ivan developed by the former Soviet Union exploded on his head, and it would not hurt a single hair.

"Damn! I said I hate trash that uses violence casually! Can't you niggas understand English?" Zhang Cheng dragged his extremely uncoordinated body, grabbed the black man who shot him, and threw it directly at the remaining two unlucky eggs.

Rumble!

I saw a white white umbrella-like mist formed in an instant, followed by a huge impact force at a speed that could not be distinguished by the naked eye, and the three unlucky eggs suddenly shattered into a puddle of unformed blood mist and flesh under the interaction of force.

No doubt!

With the indescribable power of the Titans, even a single throw can allow non-streamlined humans to transcend the sound barrier.

After doing all this, Zhang Cheng said to the girl who was always trembling with her back to her: "Miss, those scum no longer exist, can you please tell me now, how to get to the nearest bank from here?"

"Five kilometers to the west!" the woman raised her arm and pointed to her right.

Perhaps out of fear, she never turned away, as if to show that she had not seen anything of the truth.

I have to say that her desire to survive is quite strong, and she understands that there are some things that she must not mix.

"Thank you!" Zhang Cheng politely thanked him, turned around and continued along the street, intending to withdraw some money before dark, and then find a place to settle down first, and slowly get used to the compressed body.

After all, he couldn't maintain the amazing height and size of the Titans on Earth, otherwise neither the government of the ordinary world nor the Supreme Council of the Underground World would sit idly by.

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