That night, Chuck and Little Richard went back to their room for a drink as usual. They don't dare to play too much now, and they still have to wait until later to find a woman or something.

These two guys didn't know that they were about to be in trouble, and they thought they wanted to have some fun to play.

Chuck retrieved a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet and shook it to a full one. He uncorked the bottle with a driver and poured two glasses of wine.

A scarlet liquid that ripples in the glass, giving off an enticing aroma of wine. Before I even started drinking, I was already drunk.

"This cup is for you! Give me this cup! ”

Chuck grinned and handed the cup to little Richard, and the two of them enjoyed not only the woman together, but also the wine together.

"Shall we hide here and drink, and don't we call the others to come along?"

"Don't, stop calling them. There is only one bottle of red wine left today, which is not enough for the two of us. ”

"Well, that's true, forget it. Anyway, Alex and Buddy don't like to drink too much, lest they waste such a good drink. ”

After a few sips of casual drinking, the two of them felt a little drunk and began to feel dizzy.

Little Richard felt a little strange, and he asked, "What kind of wine did you drink today, and how strong it is?" ”

Chuck shook his head vigorously to sober himself up: "No, it's still those bottles of red wine." ”

"That's weird, I don't get ...... so quickly when I drink"

As he spoke, little Richard fell down with a "plop". Chuck was so startled that he wanted to reach out and help him, but he didn't expect to faint too. A moment before he fell unconscious, he thought to himself that there was something wrong with the wine.

Not long after they fell, there was a knock on the door: "Room service!" Please open the door, sir. ”

After more than ten seconds, the people outside noticed that there was no sound inside, so they pushed the door and entered. Two waiter-looking people came in, and they had come to the hotel temporarily these days. The manager of this hotel has an inexplicable connection to the Ku Klux Klan, and it is easy to hire a few temporary workers.

The two waiters came in with a small cart, a food truck, with some frozen red wine on it. They had to give Chuck and the two a drink before they had a chance to get in. The two bodyguards who were originally guarding the door were also led away by other things, and the bodyguards would not have come in without Chuck's order.

At present, no one will notice that Chuck and Little Richard have been drugged, and the remaining bottle of red wine in the room has already been drugged. They pinched the time and walked in to get the two fainting guys out of the city.

Chuck and little Richard were lifted up and placed under the cart. It's covered with a white cloth, and as long as it's not inspected, no one will find it. It's just that there was an accident, and there was no way for the white cloth to cover all two of them, no matter how much they pulled.

"Hey, these two guys are too big and too heavy."

"That can't be helped, we can't transport them out one by one."

"Either we'll just cover one side and walk against the wall on the other side, so no one can see it."

"Well, that's a way to do that, too."

Rearranging the position of the white cloth finally covers one side, and the other side is not taken care of. They plan to have one person push behind, and the other will pretend to be passing by, playing cover next to them.

After getting it done, the two pushed the cart out of the house and locked the door. That way, at least until tomorrow, no one will notice the problem, and given enough time, they will be able to complete the task smoothly.

Due to the loading of two large men, the weight of the trolley is very large, and it is a little difficult to push. Fortunately, there is an elevator, otherwise it would be really difficult to transport people out of the city. They pushed, chatted, and everything seemed normal to outsiders.

At this time, Alex plans to go downstairs to find something to eat. Now he has developed the habit of eating supper after the performance. The elevator door opened, and two waiters came in, looking quite strange, and they were also very ordinary people.

"Hello! How many floors do you want to go to? Alex asked with a smile.

"Uh, to the first floor!"

"What a shame!"

After pressing the close button, the elevator closed the door and slowly drove down. There are not many floors in this hostel, and it was not long before you reached the first floor. Alex saw them pushing the cart and wanted the other party to go first, but what he didn't expect was that the two people didn't go.

One of the waiters politely gestured and said, "Please!" ”

"Thank you!"

Alex froze for a moment, nodded with a smile, and then walked out of the car without a car.

He went to the kitchen and prepared to make himself a special dinner to eat. Not surprisingly, I met the ugly-looking dog again. The dog seemed to follow him, and every night he would run to the kitchen and give him something to eat while he was cooking.

"Ha, you're here again! It's really punctual. ”

Alex hummed a little song and flipped through the rest of the fun. Westerners don't like to eat vegetables or anything, at most they eat fruit salad, and he can't find a special Chinese dish like Chinese cabbage. He could still only make some meat dishes, and finally he made a braised pork.

Looking at the fragrant braised pork, his saliva was about to flow out, and the dog also straightened his neck, looking like he wanted to eat meat.

"Alright, alright! Here, this braised pork is for you, and the rest is mine! ”

After throwing a large piece of meat to the dog, he found a plate and put it up, and took a knife and fork to prepare for a full meal. After eating for a while, I kept thinking about what had happened in the past few days, and for some reason, I always thought of the two waiters pushing the food truck.

"Huh? Dining car! ”

Alex suddenly stopped eating meat, and he thought it was a little strange because he hadn't seen the two waiters push the food cart here for so long. It stands to reason that they should have passed through the kitchen.

He traced his memory just now, and in his memory, he saw the wall of the dining car near the elevator, and through the reflected image, he could see that there seemed to be something in the dining car.

"That thing looks like it's human!"

In the end, Alex still judged that the food truck was loaded with people, not food or other miscellaneous items. Connecting the events of the past few days, he suddenly stood up and ran out of Lu to find someone.

Soon the bodyguards discovered that Chuck and Little Richard were missing, and some clues found in their room could tell that the two waiter cars were hiding two large living people. Some of the carpets that the dining car passes by, with deep wheel marks, speak for themselves.

"What to do! The Ku Klux Klan has taken them away, are we going to call the police! ”

"Call the police? We have no reason to prove that they were captured by the Ku Klux Klan. ”

"Calling the police can at least make the Ku Klux Klan a little more restrained, and maybe put them back."

"It's too late to call the police, the Ku Klux Klan must have everything ready before they do it. By the time we found both of them, they would have turned into two charred corpses. ”

Everyone talked about it, and in the end, the person in charge of the tour decided to call the police, and at the same time sent some bodyguards out to find it.

For such an approach, everyone is not very optimistic, and can only do their best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Alex struggled to recall what he had just seen, and he took out a piece of paper and drew the two waiters. Find someone to ask, and when you find the manager, you find that the manager can't be found either. Fortunately, among the waiters on duty, someone recognized these two people.

After getting the addresses of the two waiters, Alex couldn't help but feel refreshed, and immediately took a group of bodyguards out to find someone. When they arrived at the home of one of the waiters, they found it empty and had to change direction immediately.

Chuck slept in a daze, and felt that the sky and the earth were shaking, making him very dizzy. He struggled, trying to get up and find a place to hold on. Unexpectedly, he found that no matter what, it was shaking.

"Hey! What happened? ”

He opened his eyes and saw some figures dangling in front of him, and then he realized that he had been carried around hand and foot.

"Hey, hey, hey! What do you want to do? ”

Chuck started to panic, and the men didn't answer him. His vision became clearer and clearer, and it turned out that the people carrying him were some people wearing white robes, masks, and hats on their heads. These people, like ghosts, were silent, just carrying him away.

3K Party! It's really a 3K Klan!

His mind cleared up at once, and his whole body was drenched in sweat with fear. Such an image has only been heard in the mouths of old people, and it has also been seen in newspapers. I didn't expect to see it for the first time, it would be so close, it was almost face to face, face to face.

At this moment, he heard a familiar voice yelling.

"Put me down! Put me down! ”

It turned out that little Richard had woken up a long time ago, and the men had tied him to a cross. Under the cross, there was a lot of firewood, as if to barbecue something.

At this time, some people came from all directions with torches in hand. The men were all dressed in white robes, with face masks on their heads, and a pointed white hat. They circled around the cross in the center of the clearing, and kept spinning and turning.

Chuck was also tied to the cross, and he was tied back to back with little Richard. It is a bit difficult to tie two people so high, after all, this is a huge cross, there is no crane tower or anything, and it takes some time to complete it all by hand.

It looks like they've been tying up little Richard for a while, and I don't know how long it's been since the people at the hotel noticed that they're missing. All in all, they are really unlucky this time, and they are in a catastrophe.

Their fears were justified, and from 1889 to 1941, there were 3,811 recorded lynchings of blacks in the South. The equivalent of several extreme Southern states, each state has a black person killed in a popular lynching every month.

To make matters worse, not so long ago, the "Little Rock Incident" occurred in the United States. Now there are several serious cases in several southern states in the United States, all of which are cases of black people being attacked by white people.