Xu Le gasped heavily, blood mixed with sweat covered his eyes, and his vision was a misty red. The pain of the left rib drill heart,

It was as if there were thousands of ants gnawing at it.

"Hiss~~ The ribs must be broken, this still really holds a grudge." Xu Le bared his teeth, but he refused to admit defeat, and mocked: "You are so stubborn, do your parents know what to do?" ”

"Say, you go on!" Hunt licked the blood on the blade and said coldly, "Wait a minute, you'll know what 'mockery' is." Next, I'll take out the internal organs, chop them up and feed them to you, or I'll take out all the shit and urine you've beaten and pour it through your asshole and out of your mouth! ”

Xu Le's face turned dark, as if he had eaten hundreds of flies, and he trembled with anger, "You have a grudge against me?" Killing people is not too much, you can use such a disgusting method! ”

"Hehe, because I hate other people's discrimination the most, and everyone who says I'm a '', I pull out their tongues and feed them their own feces. Of course, because your taunts are very powerful, I will specially add food for you. ”

Gray past, gray childhood

The U.S. Declaration of Human Rights states that all men are created equal. But for Hunt, this sentence is tantamount to the greatest irony, as well as humiliation and anger that goes deep into the bone marrow.

During the primitive accumulation of capital, notorious slave traders roamed the seas, capturing thousands of natives from Africa and sending them to the sparsely populated Americas, which had just been discovered at the time. Hunt's grandfather was such a black man, who was caught by slave traders in 1743, crossed thousands of miles across the ocean, and sold as goods to the Americas.

They wake up earlier than chickens, sleep later than dogs, and do the hardest and most tiring work all day long, but they have no freedom, no wages, and no dignity. They can only eat swill, which even pigs refuse to smell, and rely on tattered straw for warmth in the cold dark nights, and in the eyes of the big landowners, they are just a herd of livestock in human skins. There is no freedom, let alone dignity.

A hundred years have passed, and General Washington has defeated the United States, and the whole country has cheered. President Lincoln broke the North-South pattern, and the Negro emancipated.

But is there really equality? Bullshit!

Even in the United States, where everyone claims to be free and equal, there is still dirty, rotten, and hated racism in the dark!

How many Americans are reluctant to take taxis driven by black drivers? How many Americans don't want to eat at the same restaurant as a black person?

The whole of America is like an invisible barrier that separates everyone. Americans on one side and blacks on the other!

However, life always goes on. Hunter once naively thought that no matter what others thought, he just had to live happily. It wasn't until that accident that he realized that he was wrong, and his mistake was incomplete

I remember it was a sweltering afternoon, the sky was very overcast, and the smell of rain seemed to be in the air. A thunderbolt on a sunny day, but the mother was more urgent than the heavy rain, and died.

How so? How could it be! Didn't my mother work at Mr. Howard's house on the street? How could it be dead. The hunt was anxious and hesitant, but what was waiting for was a bloodshot father and a white lawyer with a big belly.

Oh, lawyers, forensic pioneers, should be noble and fair people, but some of the scum and scum are uglier than demons, they eat people without spitting out bones, they eat people with blood.

I still remember that the middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses said in a disgusted and indifferent tone: "I'm sorry, but after the Inspectorate determined that you do not meet the scope of legal aid subjects stipulated by the city, because you are black. ”

Negro huh. Hunter never thought that a simple character would be so sarcastic, ridiculous, and disgusting.

Three days later, the bad news came again, my father had died. I don't understand that my father is just an ordinary black driver, why would he be shot by a gangster who fights on the side of the road? Until Hunter finds a note from his father's notebook. And so the revenge began.

First of all, that indifferent lawyer, damn it! One midnight, Hunter slit his throat with his own hands, and looked at the man's helpless eyes and the rapid flow of blood in the bathroom, and an incomparable sense of pleasure arose. Secondly, it was Mr. Robert in the street, the fat and disgusting man, who had cut open his stomach with his own hands, pulled out the greasy stomach, squeezed out the liver, and poured gastric juice, bile, feces, urine, and blood into his mouth, and listened to the man's frightened whimper, which was the most beautiful music in the world.

There is also the three-year-old cute girl Windsor, with long soft golden wavy hair, as cute as a porcelain doll, so delicate that people can't bear to touch it. But in order to stimulate Mr. Howard, Hunter took out specially prepared scissors and cut off the girl's fingers and toes one by one in front of the man. Seeing the warm blood splattering, and the man's incessant begging and crying in his ears, Hunter did not hesitate to cut the throat of the girl in his arms.

Is it wrong? Perhaps, but I'll never look back!

We are not Nando, and the United Nations will not mourn our death at half-mast. We are just ordinary people, just small people, but why don't we take our lives seriously? Negroes deserve to die, no one will shed a single tear of mourning for them, they should lie on the cold dissecting table and wait for the doctor's dissection?!

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

This is the cry and struggle of the little people, from anger, helplessness, despair, to the ultimate relief. If you don't let me live, then everyone will die together!

(Uh, off topic, the sin deserves death)

Xu Le naturally didn't know what Lu Dao Hunt was thinking, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, your sadness is my business! Lao Tzu only cares about his own life and death!

But the reality is very cruel, Xu Le sadly found that in the face of hunting this tiger wolf-like teenager, he couldn't last a minute, is it true that black people are born battle maniacs? The fastest record in the 100 meters is held by Barth, and it is also black people who rush to the front line in the big brawl, and sure enough, this is a race born to fight

"Alright, let's get you on your way, Scrapwood."

Hunter laughed, and was about to crush Xu Le's throat directly. Through the battle just now, he has figured out the details of Xu Le-average melee combat, average physique, without the big gun in his hand, he is not a fart!

"Da Da Da", suddenly a string of bullets swept in, and a girl with a huge machine gun on her shoulder rushed out of the oblique stab, and the rain of bullets forced the hunt back, and then the girl turned her head and hummed: "One life and one life, why are we clear!" ”

"Don't, help me kill him, so that it can be cleared." Xu Le gasped, for fear that the woman would run away after a shot, and hurriedly said: "Lao Huang has solved the battle and is coming, you can't leave me alone at this time!" ”

The beautiful big eyes of the gun girl turned, and she said disdainfully: "Waste wood!" ”

"You!"

"Roar, barrage time has started again, this is my stage!"

The girl took off the god of fire, Gatling, and held the barrel of the gun, which was thicker than a human waist, and fired wildly. Twelve-barreled bullets were fired at the same time, directly intertwining a web of death, and the hunting force fled in embarrassment.

"Aha" Hearing the girl's arrogant laughter, Xu Le closed his mouth very wisely.

"Damn it!" Hunting eyebrows twisted, murderous anger surged in his eyes, and he crushed a lead-gray armband. Three roars sounded, and three huge fat figures flew out of the air like cannonballs, and they crashed straight into the air!

The three fat summons trampled on the ground and rumbled, and the ground shook and the mountains shook, and they actually blocked the twelve-barreled machine gun sweep with a fat body!

The last move of hunting!

The two of them were shocked, just now they had learned the strength of hunting hand-to-hand combat, the two of them were a long-range fireman, an auxiliary staff, and it was a dead word to be approached!

At this moment, the change is regeneration! A tall body rushed straight from a distance with a tragic aura, and in the process of running, it actually cracked the ground inch by inch, and the rubble flew everywhere.

"Good time!" Lao Huang shouted violently, did not flinch, and strode up to meet the three summons that rushed towards him.