Chapter 29: My Love (v.2)

"Dad, why didn't our motherland come to save us from this hell?"

"Son, this is your homeland. If you come to the United States, believe me, in essence, nothing will change. We are an outcast generation from the world, and as long as the force field remains, our status quo will not change. Every nation rejects heresy. If a country were to fight for it, there would still be a world war. In Zhong Guo, the people of Mei Guo have lost their human rights, and in Mei Guo, the people of Zhong Guo have also lost their freedom. But you must not forget, you are who you are, no matter what, you must not perish, you must live. ”

"So, why are there still Americans in those peripheries, new districts? If they have assets and rights, can't they help us? Help their kind? ”

"Those people are lost, those who bully you, those policemen, they are not evil people. Those who have lost their hearts are the real evils. You have to remember that you can only rely on yourself, unite like-minded people, people who are fighting for freedom and equality. In a truly free world, skin color can never judge anything, and there have been good times in the past. White, yellow, black. All races live in the same country and are citizens of the same country. This is what Mom and Dad have been doing, and it is also a mission that you must carry out when you grow up. ”

David began to build muscles, to connect with children of other colors, and they bonded closely, acting as each other's shields and blades, protecting each other. At the center is the purgatory on earth, which will temper the sinless people, but will they ascend to heaven? Everything is unknown.

Thick fog swept through the center, four times.

"Son, it's time to leave!" The mother said to Pei Dawei in surprise, Pei Dawei looked at the looming silver threads, cutting the wrinkles of the silky face, and he felt his heart shattered.

The parents detailed the plan, a fellow white man, determined to sacrifice his life for the freedom of a lifetime of hesitation in his twilight years, to drive the company building as a mobile gunboat and completely destroy some of the control buildings, while the whites and blacks in the center gathered near the launch platform, initiated Bao Dong, and sailed to a new city in the United States, where the government agreed to take them in.

Pei Dawei desperately suppressed the joy in his heart, and all his friends showed a suppressed smile in front of the yellow race for the first time in several years.

However, his parents died.

As leaders, they died on the streets.

It was just a street gang fight, it just happened that the parents happened to pass by at that moment, it happened that a certain bastard pulled out a pistol, it happened that the police were late for the first time, it happened that the bullet that was supposed to be fired at the other party was shot into the father's chest, it happened that the *raised zhi na shot the second bullet, and it happened that the second stupid* bullet shot through the mother's brain!

Pei Dawei roared angrily and screamed sadly.

Maybe everything was just an accident, maybe everything was true, maybe everything was so unfortunate, maybe there really wasn't any conspiracy, maybe it was really not my father and mother who participated in planning the bao dong......

Pei Dawei desperately comforted himself and buried his head in pain. I cried so thoroughly for the first time in years.

Friends comfort themselves with deep sorrow.

As the deadline for the riot approached day by day, the police fell from the sky. They captured other foreigners for a variety of reasons.

Pei Dawei watched in amazement as his friends were sentenced to death in turn.

Only I missed myself.

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"What the are you doing!" His boss yelled at him, "You're a fucking shit!" ”

The man in sunglasses ignored Pei Dawei, and he began to take off her clothes, watching her slowly recover, her bones slowly returning to their original positions, and the bruises gradually dissipated. When David got close enough, he heard the chilling sound of bones grinding against each other.

Compared to this*, that woman is the one he really loved.

Pei Dawei raised his left arm to his chest, and gently twisted the ring around it with his right hand, the hologram gradually took shape on the ring, the blue lines extended layer by layer, wrapped into a human figure, and the system began to outline the details of the human form, and the image of an 18 or 9-year-old smiling girl was completed.

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