Boss Joe was huddled on the farm for three days......

During this time, he went to the scene to watch Big Mouth Don's speech, and assisted the FBI's Lesler in sealing off the surrounding area, which made the FBI agent finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He then asked the lawyer, Wagri, to go to Washington with the contract, but he stayed in the hotel and did not formally sign the contract.

A guy claiming to be the head of the Pentagon called him several times, but he just didn't move.

On the fourth day, P· When thousands of people had gathered at the gate of Farm B, the movement of 'those people' began.

First of all, an FBI spokesperson in an interview with the media said that P· There was an official explanation for B's 'reckless' operation that night.

The approximate meaning is P· B's operation was authorized by the Department of Homeland Security and the FBI. B also works with the Secret Service and is responsible for keeping Big Mouth Tang safe.

So although there are regrets, but it is all within reason!

The FBI's rhetoric is to keep the media from chasing P· B's matter, let those troublesome black buddies hurry home.

But who knew that this statement would only provoke more dissatisfaction among blacks, and many leaders of 'Black Lives Matter' jumped out for interviews and demanded severe punishment for P· B。

Their march will not stop if they don't get what they want.

The New Jersey state government was blocked, the New Jersey police headquarters was blocked, the county police office was blocked, and then several business districts suffered serious riots.

Once they gather, 80% of the time there will be a riot, ranging from going to a convenience store to grab a few packs of cigarettes, or smashing and looting along the street.

And this commotion began to spread in the direction of the White House in Washington, making the black buddy who had high hopes for all blacks anxious.

It's an interesting game......

If only a few women were rescued in the end of that night's operation, then P· Even if B's actions were authorized, they were doomed to bad luck.

The U.S. judiciary is more resilient than anyone could have imagined, and sometimes 'public opinion' can really convict a company.

But that night, Boss Qiao and they rescued more than a dozen kidnapped children......

With the exception of the six children who were used to coerce women into acting as suicide bombers, the rest were the children of New Jersey utility managers and even government employees.

Stadium security guards, parking lot keepers, county sheriffs, government employees, food truck owners......

Through the parents of those children, a clear route for a terrorist attack can be drawn up.

Think about the consequences of a suicide bomb getting into a crowd, thinking about the consequences of those terrible shaped bombs exploding in a crowd, and the black people who obstruct 'law enforcement' will not be welcomed.

Most importantly, P· B guarantees the safety of the big-mouthed Tang.

No matter how unpopular Tang is now, he represents a class.

So whether those at the top want it or not, they have to admit that P· Although B's approach is excessive, the actual effect is really good.

Because compared to the consequences of terrorist attacks, it doesn't seem unacceptable to 'hurt'.

The only group that couldn't be accepted was blacks, and so the game was born.

Finding that simple protests could not garner enough support, the gang began to use violence to try to get people to compromise by causing damage.

Politicians and social activists who are not well-informed or know what is going on, but want to gain attention, have also come forward.

'Black Lives Matter' is not simply political correctness, but under the electoral system of the United States, the number of blacks has reached the point where it has to be taken seriously, so this game has begun to expand......

At this time, P· B and the boss Jackal became names that were mentioned repeatedly!

Joga didn't care about that, he just went to the main gate of the farm every day to watch a group of Russians scolding the blacks, and the two sides would compete with each other.

In good conscience, in terms of the level of fighting badly, the black buddies are still okay, but it's a pity that these people don't have the fighting spirit, and they often besiege one of three or five, and they will be scared back by the Russians with ferocity.

After breakfast on the morning of the fourth day, Joga followed Dorian to the main entrance.

Standing on the second floor of the reception center, looking at the dense black buddies near the main entrance, Qiao Jia looked at Dorian with a little surprise and a little amusement, and said, "What have you been doing these days, those people look like they have been beaten with chicken blood......

Dorian took a boxing pose, then shook his thick neck and said with a smile, "Beat them, we're taking turns beating them......"

Saying that, Dorian looked at Qiao Jia with a smile and said, "Boss, do you want to try?"

If you can rush out and hold on for more than 5 minutes, you can win 5,000 yuan, and you can add 1,000 yuan if you defeat one......"

Joga was stunned by the reward for such a cheap 'sport', he looked at Dorian curiously, and said, "Then how long did you hold on?" ”

Dorian spread his hands and said, "I'm the dealer, and I provide all the bonuses."

As long as you pay 500 yuan, you can fight for the odds of one fight and one loss of ten, how cost-effective? ”

Qiao Jia glanced at the black people who looked like crazy, and the guys at the front were obviously carefully selected, and they were generally more than 1.8 meters tall.

However, these people looked very fierce, but they didn't do anything out of the ordinary except for constantly shouting and scolding.

There are now automatic rifles on both sides of the farm gate, and even if they are filled with rubber bullets, it is beyond the capacity of these black guys.

Turning his head to look at the 'betting wizard' Dorian, Joga smiled and said, "Did you win or lose?" ”

When Dorian heard this, he said proudly: "I have won a lot, but our people have not suffered losses, maybe five minutes is too long." ”

As Dorian spoke, the voice of a 'crow' suddenly came from downstairs......

"Elephant, 'Executioner' has to challenge, pay attention to the timing, you will definitely be finished this time......"

When Dorian heard this, he rushed to the edge of the fence and looked down, glaring at the amazing fat 'executioner' covered in olive oil, and he wailed and cried out, "Hey, executioner, you have a high salary, and you can't worry about my little money......"

The 'executioner', who is 1.95 meters tall and fat and strong, has a traditional Mongolian style of 'honesty', he slapped the thick muscles in his chest hard, and a smile appeared on his face full of horizontal meat, and his big fists in a sand bowl touched each other, and said: "There are enough people to knock down, it's not a little money......

Elephant, you can also go and try it, I don't think you can last three minutes because you have less than us......"

As soon as Joga heard it, he knew that it must be Dorian who had fooled the Russians into participating in the gambling game in the past few days, which made the Jazz team unhappy......

Looking at Dorian's grinning appearance, Qiao Jia smiled and said, "Elephant, I'm sure you will definitely not be worse than the 'executioner'. ”

When Dorian saw the gang of black buddies at the door who looked like they were kowtowing over drugs, he shook his head rationally and said, "Boss, it's okay to fight in a group, but it's definitely not okay to be alone."

We've tried, and the one that lasts the longest now is four and a half minutes. ”

Dorian's words caused the Russians downstairs to sneer, and then the farm's automatic door opened, and the 'executioner' rushed out like a beast out of a cage.

After a few days of contact, the two sides seem to have a tacit understanding......

The moment the 'executioner' came out of the cage, those black men flexibly retreated more than ten meters backwards, trying to lure the 'executioner' out and surround him.

But how could an old bird like the 'executioner' be fooled like this?

The moment he rushed out of the gate, he made a sharp turn to the right, grabbed a black buddy of at least 200 pounds, and threw him 5 meters away with a Mongolian wrestling technique.

Seeing that the black guy was stunned and couldn't get up, the Russians downstairs let out a cheer of 'Ulla~', and then collectively raised a finger......

“1！”

The 'executioner' did not make a single move, he slapped away the hand of a black man reaching out to him, grabbed the unlucky man's belt, and then the dwarf stepped forward and carried the unlucky man up......

Wandering around in place, he forced back a few black buddies who wanted to take advantage, and then threw the unlucky ghost out like a shot put......

As the unlucky man screamed and smashed into his companions, bringing down a bunch of people, the 'executioner' turned around with a sinister smile, grabbed a black man who was holding him by the waist, and with a roar he grabbed the other's belt with both hands, and lifted the other man and threw him out.

At this time, the black people besieging the 'executioner' had already discovered that something was wrong, this big guy was not only extremely stable, but also covered in olive oil, and he couldn't control him at all if he didn't leave his hands.

Moreover, the 'executioner' always roams the front line of the gate, and will never rush out too much, so that he will not be besieged from all sides.

Those black buddies who dared to step into the farm gate with one foot would be grabbed and beaten by a gang of Russians.

After a precedent or two, the blacks learned to behave.

After taking down four or five people in a row, the 'executioner' seemed a little dissatisfied with his efficiency, and he deliberately stepped forward and took a boxing stance, waving at a group of black buddies who were starting to hesitate......

Joga was seeing this type of combat for the first time, wild, raw, hot-blooded......

There was a bit of a Dorian joke just now, but now Joga has forgotten all about it......

The 'executioner' threw his hands in such a way that none of the guys who fell down by him could stand up.

When 'Executioner' switched to boxing mode, Joga seemed to see a big white bear with crazy hair.

There is no such thing as a butterfly step, just relying on the weight advantage to defend the goal line, and use powerful heavy punches to attack all the black buddies who besiege him.

At this time, the function of applying grease on the 'executioner's body is reflected, he can't catch it, and if he hits, it will slip, and with the thick muscles on his body, the 'executioner' persisted in this situation for 6 and a half minutes.

By the third minute mark, 'The Executioner'' punches had started to slow down, but that didn't affect his dominance.

There are no heavy fist gloves, the fist is wrapped in thick gauze, and as long as he hits, an unlucky ghost will fall to the ground in pain.

And those black buddies are naturally dwarfed in the eyes of Boss Qiao, and they look like crazy monkeys besieging a big white bear.

Occasionally, they can get a little cheap, but as soon as they are hit by a big white bear, they will lose their combat effectiveness.

“8”

“9”

……

“15”

“16”

……

“20”

Every time one more number is shouted below, Dorian's head sweats a little more......

Just when Joga thought that the 'executioner' could continue, the tall 'executioner' was punched in the face, and then the whole person retreated into the farm in a daze......

(End of chapter)