"This..."

Mayor Mare, in fact, wanted to say, "That's it?" But when the words came to his mouth, he still changed his mouth, lowered his voice and said: "No problem, I can arrange it for you, but it is estimated that it will have to wait until the evening." ”

Leon nodded, "There is no effect at night. ”

In fact, the Ice Queen has always encouraged tolerance and peace, and her church is open to all humans and non-humans, even if it is a filthy, savage, cruel and ignorant species like kobolds and goblins.

Due to the free distribution of water and bread in the church, some homeless people and beggars (in fact, they were not real homeless people, but ordinary residents who had reversed PC mistakes, said incorrect words, lost their jobs, and were not accepted by the social assistance center. Real homeless people have found good jobs with the help of social assistance centers),

I often go to church overnight, so it's hard to spare time when no one is around.

So the mayor planned to hold a large gathering of African-American residents and local townspeople in the evening.

A small corner will also be created for the homeless at the meeting, so that the church can be vacated.

Leon chatted with the mayor for a few more words, talking about his experience in the operation of NBA games, and then the mayor sent someone to start preparing for the party, and at the same time asked Leon to take them to the church, and by the way, to "invite out" the homeless people in the church.

Leon thanked the mayor, called the lumberjack and his teammates, and led him to the church in the center of the town, led by the mayor's secretary.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the team was quite depressing, and Frederick, the lumberjack, was still nostalgic for the wonderful game he had just seen, muttering something,

John Joyce, the Smoker, and Julia were embarrassed and didn't say a word,

And Bob, the old black man, his face was so gloomy that it almost blended in with the evening sky.

The group was led by the mayor's secretary to the door of the church, which is a Gothic-style church, carved from white boulders, with two slender spires towering to the sky, one on the left and one on the right, and a snowflake-shaped sculpture standing above each of the steeples.

In normal times, the mayor's secretary, who is the mayor's nephew, would actually like to introduce outsiders to the history of Her Majesty's Church of the Snow Queen, after all, it is the most glorious building in their town.

It's just that now, this young man's mind is full of basketball games and upcoming parties, and he doesn't have the heart to make more introductions.

Go straight into the church and talk to the priest inside (the word "priest" is forbidden in the Queen's Church to combat sexism, and the priest no longer sets a gender threshold).

A few minutes later, the priest walked out the back door, and the homeless people, who were praying for penance in the church, were also taken out by the mayor's secretary.

By the time the mayor's secretary leaves, the church and streets are empty, except for a few players and lumberjacks.

Leon rubbed his hands together, and was about to step into the threshold when he was stopped by Bob, an old black man.

"Friend,"

Bob stood on the steps leading to the church, squinting at Leon, his fingers lightly pulling the trigger of the double-barreled shotgun, and said word by word, "Next time, don't use the skin color problem, just kidding, okay?" ”

"Whew..."

Julia sighed in a headache, covered her forehead, and with a wave of her hand, stunned the lumberjack who didn't know the situation.

Infighting is always the most annoying thing in the player ranks.

If it is a player who grew up in the same civilization circle, the same country, and has the same culture and the same skin color, then it is good to say that at least the two sides will not completely contradict each other in terms of three views.

However, several players in this mission come from all over the world and have different skin colors, so it is difficult to say that they can be united.

This knife brother, who is proficient in oriental culture, although he used a meal of nonsense just now, successfully got the mayor to clear the church for them, so as to avoid conflicts or trigger potential threats.

But the methods he used did have a hint of ridicule and ridicule.

Bob, a black old man, has been treated differently in the real world because of his skin color, and he is particularly sensitive to this.

was able to endure in the process of cross talk before, and it can be regarded as calm and calm.

Now that the streets are empty, it's time to "negotiate" with this knife brother.

"I know that the people in this place are different from us. This land is not the land we live in. ”

Bob said with a blank face, deliberately avoiding words like "script world" to prevent eavesdropping, "But I don't like your jokes, and I hate them." If you do it again..."

The old black man's fingers gently rubbed the trigger of the double-barreled shotgun, and a kind of iron-blooded and tyrannical momentum condensed on his body.

"Calm down, brother, calm down."

John Joyce hurriedly pressed Bob's shoulder, "Don't get excited, okay?" Brother Dao, he is just using a little trick, and he has no ill will towards you..."

"You say that you have no ill intentions in making jokes about watermelon, grape soda, and fried chicken to black African-Americans?"

Bob glanced at John Joyce hard, "It's none of your business, get out of the way." ”

Faced with the muzzle of the black hole of the double-barreled shotgun, John Joyce reluctantly raised his hands and slowly stepped back.

"There was infighting at the beginning of the mission..."

The lanky young Latino smoker muttered quietly, taking a few steps back like John Joyce,

Julia waved her hand, unleashing invisible power in the air, dragging the lumberjack who fell unconscious to the ground, retreating backwards, and standing with John and the others.

Make room for Leon and Bob.

"Hmph."

Bob glanced at his teammates who were retreating consciously, snorted coldly, and turned his head to look at Leon, "Don't think, I didn't know you were Asian."

Listen, I'm not to blame for what happened before, but you'd better not joke about skin color for the rest of your journey. ”

Bob has a certain level of knowledge of the occult, and one of his skills is to ignite voodoo items, absorb smoke, and see the perspective of an individual in his line of sight.

When Li Ang was talking about cross talk before, he quietly switched to the perspective of an ordinary townsman hiding behind the crowd, and saw Li Ang's appearance in the eyes of the inhabitants of this world (blurred by the system, I don't know what he looked like), and knew that the other party was an Asian young man.

Only African-American brothers and sisters can casually say the word Nigo and make jokes about Nigo,

Other races make such jokes, which is absolutely proper racism, and in the United States it will be reviled and despised by thousands of people.

"What are you kidding?"

In the face of Bob's threat, the expression on Leon's face was a little dazed, "Do you mean Nigo?" ”