"Boom~!!"

In the firelight, the highest court in California was reflected at this time.

Fires, ruins, figures constantly shuttling around.

In an instant, the courtroom was spread by fire, and wails rang out.

Immediately afterward, several people whose clothes were burned and whose skin was burned ran out of it.

Several black men turned away with expressionless faces.

They didn't collude beforehand, but in the early hours of the morning, they found that the other party was thinking the same as themselves.

Of course, it's not just them!

around them

There are also countless figures, either with guns in their hands or knives in their hands, facing cars on the side of the road, or houses of the rich.

Beat!

Smash!

Rob!

Three words, at this moment, are so vividly embodied

The billowing smoke from the flames obscured the figures, and no one could see their faces.

Silence is terrible.

It's terrible.

"Hey, stop!"

"I told you to stop, did you hear me!?"

"Damn, don't stop and don't blame me for shooting!"

The street is far away from the Supreme Court, and the street is not dark at this time, it is still bright when it is illuminated.

A drunken policeman in a police uniform was scolding and stretching out his hand to stop the man in a hoodie in front of him.

The man paused, and he looked back.

The policeman was stunned when he saw his expression, and then his face was full of vigilance.

Who is this?

Blacks!

"Hey, get on the ground!"

"Hands up, or I'll shoot!"

The policeman scolded and said, and at the same time took out his gun tremblingly, aiming at the other party with both hands.

The black man obediently raised his hand, he didn't say anything, and slowly lay on the ground in front of the other party's eyes.

He raised his hands and feet, a movement that was not half a point of resistance.

The policeman leaned forward slightly, then reached into the other person's pocket.

A wallet appeared in his hand.

He opened it, glanced at his papers, and then closed his wallet and stuffed it back into his pocket.

In the end, he searched everywhere on his body, but found nothing.

"Damn, this black man didn't even sell it."

As he spoke, the policeman scolded and put away his gun and walked back.

Suddenly, just as he was about to leave, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Excuse me, is there any reason for you to search me?"

With a strong black accent, the policeman frowned and looked back.

He found that it was said by a black man lying on the ground.

glanced at the other party's eyeballs that stared straight at him, and then he didn't pay attention to it.

"What do you care so much for!?"

With that, he leaned against the wall and staggered out drunkenly.

His shadow was illuminated by the street lamp, and he was short on the wall, and although humanoid, it was more like a demon from hell.

The police walked for a long time, but walked and walked

"Puff~"

The middle-aged policeman held one hand against the wall, the other hand covered his chest, staring at his eyes, he was physically exhausted, leaned against the wall, and gradually fell to his knees.

It wasn't until he lay down that his dull hearing sent a sense to his brain.

"Bang!"

A crisp voice rang out.

The policeman was familiar with it, and he knew very well that it was the sound of a nine-millimeter bullet being fired.

He clutched his chest, stared at his eyes, and turned around in a trembling voice, his white eyes looking at the black man in disbelief.

The black man was already standing up by this time, holding a gun in his hand that he had not just found.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at him.

The black man approached with a blank face, watching the other man's gesture of raising his hand to aim.

He didn't hesitate.

"Bang bang!"

Two voices rang out, striking each other in the chest in two places.

In an instant, the yellow police uniform was stained brown with blood.

The bald eagle policeman was not dead yet, he hung his hand weakly, and his body was gasping for breath.

There was still incredulity on his face.

After a while, he tilted his head and swallowed.

The black man, still expressionless, approached the corpse of the policeman and opened the fist that was clutched and clutched to his chest.

Inside, there are several crumpled U.S. knife bills that have been held.

The black man pulls out his wallet.

He let his money go back into his wallet.

Immediately, he turned to leave, but the gun in his hand was not put away.

The road in the alley was not long, and it didn't take long for him to go out.

Half a day

"Bang bang!"

Two gunshots lingered in the ears of the dead policeman.

"Hmm! Don't kill me! ”

"I have money, I'll give you money!"

At one o'clock in the morning, in a luxury villa, a man, with a panicked face, sat up from the bed suddenly.

"What's wrong, darling?"

Next to a sleepy-eyed, startled woman, she rubbed her eyes and looked at the man suspiciously.

After the man turned on the bedside lamp and saw everything around him, his hanging heart was put down, but his heart was still pounding.

"I just had a nightmare, it's fine."

The man can't sleep now if he wants to, and he looks at the woman next to him who is old enough to be a father.

The woman nodded and continued to sleep with her eyes closed.

This is the junior he raised, the lover.

Of course, a junior is not necessarily a junior.

She's actually Little Twelve, but the other party doesn't know.

The man turned on the light in the living room, and he took a cup of coffee and took a sip of it.

As he spoke, he lay on the couch, his eyes unconsciously looking at the medal hanging on the wall.

"Medal of Honor Scales."

Looking at the medallion engraved with the balance pattern on it, the man grinned.

What is this thing?

One of the highest honors that a judge can receive in the country!

And he was yesterday at noon, the judge of the Supreme Court of the trial of Larov!

He also wanted to be a scale, with sin on the left and the code on the right.

But alas, dreams are dreams after all.

In the capital country of Bald Eagle, talk about the code, talk about fairness?

Don't make a fuss, at least, those rich kids' made mistakes here, and the punishment is called 'money'.

Again.

Can money buy everything here?

The judge looked at his golden villa living room.

This villa, looking at the whole Bald Eagle is also a high-end villa!

In 05, worth 8 million US dollars!

Eight million US dollars, this little salary alone, I can't afford to buy this thing in the Year of the Monkey.

And he bought it, such an obvious 'bribery', did no one check it?

Someone checked.

It's a pity that the boss of the person who checked this also paid him money.

The big tax payers in the country, a bunch of rich people who can stand in line with the governor, are also his customers.

Who will check?

Do you dare to check!?

Therefore, in the face of the temptation of Larov's 50 million US dollars, the judge hesitated a little and betrayed his oath under the flag.

He covered the eyes of the goddess with a cloth made of money.

50 million US dollars, even after 20 years, eating interest is enough to live for a lifetime!

Not to mention now, compared to the lives of a few black people, the judge still knows which is more important.

Originally, the judge thought so.

But he couldn't laugh now.

In his mind, the dream made him still not relieved, and his heart was dominated by great panic.

In the dream, he stood on a high platform, and below, there were countless people.

Countless blacks!

They didn't make any drastic movements, they just looked at themselves directly, their faces expressionless, moving towards themselves little by little, and their white eyes frightened him.

Just when he was reassuring himself that it was a dream.

"Ding Dong~"

A voice suddenly rang out.

The judge was stunned, and he remembered that it was his own doorbell.

Immediately, his face was full of suspicion, and he looked at the screen connected to the electronic eye outside.

"Who?"

The voice travels down the microphone.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and at this time, he didn't think any of his friends would come looking for him.

Who could there be?

Larov? The man who is ready to escape fifteen years in prison?

What does the other party do with him?

The judge's face was full of doubts, but unfortunately, he asked for a long time, but he could not get any answer.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang again, like a life-threatening bell, and his heart tightened.

He knew that there was a microphone on the outside that could talk to the inside.

The other party must have heard him!

But he didn't reply.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rang again, and the judge's lips squirmed slightly.

He carefully lowered the microphone, and little by little, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window on the second floor.

In the middle of the night, he stood in front of the window and pulled up the curtains slightly.

The moment he pulled it away, his whole heart was also stagnant.

In his eyes.

Silent darkness shrouded the doors of his villa.

And in the dark

A figure in the form of a figure stood at his door.

As if noticing the judge's gaze, the figure moved slightly, and raised its head suddenly.

The two white eyeballs stared at him silently.

Looking at the judge on the balcony on the second floor, the black man silently stretched out his hand.

"Ding Dong~"

The doorbell rings.

Half an hour later.

"Bang!"

A loud gunshot rang out, accompanied by the screams of a woman.

It didn't seem to be able to stand the noise of the screams, and it didn't take long.

A second gunshot rang out.

It was a silent night.

But it was also a night of violence, shouting, and vulgar spitting!

Only California?

No, in just one night, this riot, led by California, swept through the entire sixteen state districts!

The streets were filled with the cries of children, and everywhere there was a raging fire.

The orange-yellow light of the flames reflected a group of devils.

Expensive cars, cheap cars, at this time are burning under the flames, turning into scrap recycling stations can be seen everywhere on the roadside, abandoned iron lumps,

Shops, shops, supermarkets, gold and silver shops.

Countless places, tragically looted!

The gunfire has not stopped during this night.

There were bodies in the streets that had died as a result of the stampede, as well as bodies that had been shot.

The screams were incessant.

Standing at the crossroads of the streets, you can see the burning fire everywhere, and you can't see the border at all!

Countless shadows of venting violence are constantly shaking in front of my eyes.

Some people are full of foul language, and some people are full of silence, but the movements of their hands have not stopped.

The clear blue sky was now covered with billowing smoke and gray.

Impurities from combustion are constantly floating in the air, and the environmental pollution rate can be called the worst day since the founding of the People's Republic of China!

Just one night.

California has become the most developed region in the world, and countless people dream of it, and it has become a 'war damage zone'.

How many bald eagle blacks are there?

Not much, 12 percent of the total population.

What is the total population?

Three hundred million!

California is the continent with a larger share of the population

At the very least, there are far more blacks than people in the police department.

"Suppress, everyone suppress me!"

"What about the high-pressure water cannon? Find the fire and ask them to send a high-pressure water cannon! ”

California, in the police department.

Dylan hadn't closed his eyes all night, his eyes were red, and his clothes were extremely messy.

At this time, he was in the police station, looking at the policemen who were hurrying around, and his eyes were full of panic.

What happened?

Last night, he was still sleeping.

As a result, he was suddenly woken up by the sound of a gunshot.

You know, the place where he lives is a rich area, this place is not a slum, and it is really abnormal that there are gunshots!

Immediately, he got up and went to the window to take a look.

The residential area where he lives has a high floor, and he can see the most prosperous area at a glance.

And it's that high

When he lifted the curtains, what he saw was a city full of explosions, fire, and billowing black smoke!

Immediately, Dylan's brain was running out.

Dylan:???

But before he could react, a call came straight to his phone.

Then he learned something.

"California Black Riot!"

"The California Police Department, seven police officers who were out there were all killed by rioting blacks!"

"The judge was also broken into his home by an angry black man, his lover was killed, his legs were broken, he was tied with a rope, and the other end was trapped in the tail of the motorcycle, dragged for several kilometers and rubbed to death!"

"All the places where taxes are paid, those who are robbed are robbed, those who are bombed are bombed, it is completely like a hell on earth!"

To sum it up in one sentence, that is

California is falling!

In the whole of California, hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of territory, there is no police at all!

It's okay to maintain ordinary order, but they really can't maintain this kind of scene!

No way, there are too many people, and the area is also large.

There was a sudden explosion in the east, and they were going to send people, but after sending people, there might be people in the west who were rioting!

The most important thing is that you can't use guns!

Even if those guys used Molotov cocktails, they couldn't use guns!

Why?

A man riots, they can be killed.

But millions of people rioted, and the guns only made them angrier.

Moreover, they are still inhabitants of Bald Eagles.

After the violent counterinsurgency, the relationship between the two sides will be even more deadlocked.

"Head, I can't stand it, there are too many riot scenes!"

A policeman reported to Dylan with a shocked face.

Crazy, all crazy!

They just sent out most of the civilian staff, and they were not even enough to stabilize the riot in front of them!

How many people are in the Tan City Police Department in California?

Nine thousand seven hundred and fifty policemen!

Sending out thousands, compared with hundreds of thousands of square kilometers in California, that's a drop in the bucket.

Even if the rest of the sub-bureaus are together, the role they play is a drop in the bucket!

"Where's the fire!?"

Dylan blew his beard angrily and glared, his palms were hot and his cheeks were red.

"Fire fighting is not enough," the officer said again.

In an explosive area, it takes several hours for a water truck to extinguish the fire, and more than a dozen hours in a larger area.

But what about the hundreds of burning areas!?

Good guys, they don't have that many fire trucks.

After all, a considerable part of them still have to suppress those blacks.

Therefore, now the fire is also in a hurry like ants on a hot pot!

Good guys, one day, several years of performance, isn't this embarrassing?

If the fire boss is not busy and is ready to put out the fire himself, otherwise he will inevitably come to Dylan's face and slap him a few big mouths!

Dylan was about to say something, but suddenly, a man with an even more panicked face suddenly burst in.

"What's the matter!?"

"Calm down, we can solve the current situation, what kind of system can we be in a panic!?"

Dylan was strong and calm, glaring at the other man.

Now that everyone in the police station is almost clean, even if something happens, he can't give orders.

After all, someone has to carry out the orders, and there are very few people left in the huge California Police Department.

No, Dylan, who has a big belly and is panting after two steps, will go on the field and chase those sturdy black men.

So, don't care if things are in a hurry or not, he can't help it anyway, it's better to be calm.

When the police officer heard this, he was also relieved when he looked at the other party's calm appearance, and then said with a serious face.

"Head, there's a bunch of black people outside the police station!"

Dylan:???

Dylan was stunned, he jumped to his feet and ran to the window to look.

Through the window, a group of black men in civilian clothes approached the police station wordlessly.

The policemen with guns and threats against them were retreating step by step.

No way, they can't really shoot!

The corner of Dylan's eye jumped.

The other party has at least five or six hundred people.

Five or six hundred people, which was suppressed by minutes for the former police station.

But for the police department that is now just a few civilian and Dylan

"They're running for Larov!"

Suddenly, Dylan remembered the LaRove who was temporarily held in the police detention center, waiting to be sent to the detention center today.

Otherwise, there is no reason for the other party to risk the danger of breaking into the police station that has no benefit.

Unless they want Larov to die!

"Head, what should I do!?"

Several police officers looked at Dylan in a panic.

If they can't shoot, then their advantage over the blacks will be gone!

But if the shooting is fired, the news of the police shooting at civilians will spread all over the Blue Star, and then it will become the joke of the whole Blue Star!

Dylan didn't hesitate and pushed the door open.

"Run!"

"Run, go to the administration building!"

With that, Dylan got into the car at great speed, and then left in a puff of smoke.

It's as fast as a muscular rabbit.

Two police officers: ???

The officers were shocked.

It's the first time they've seen a director who doesn't even want a police station!

"What about Deputy Governor Larov?"

"What lieutenant governor, how come I don't know!"

The two men looked at each other, and then made up their minds at the same time and ran out violently.

At the same time, in the detention center.

"Hehe, despicable Yanhuang people, I can't die!"

At this time, in the detention center room adjacent to Xu Hao, Larov looked at Xu Hao with a sarcastic face.

"I tell you, even for so many crimes, I was only sentenced to a short sentence of fifteen years!"

"The warden of the detention center has already been bought by me, and I only need to squat in it for five years to get out of prison!"

"Do you think I'm going to go in and squat? No, I'm telling you, I've found three people who look the same as me and have been paid by me to go to jail for me! ”

"Tomorrow, I'll be out of prison!"

"And the two of you, you will be in the Bald Eagle, to meet a billionaire, crazy revenge!"

Buying the ridicule, Wang Chao didn't understand it at all, Xu Hao blinked.

"Your governor's position is gone."

"Hehe, without the governor, I'm still a billionaire!"

"Your governor's position is gone."

"If you have money, you have power in Bald Eagle!"

"Your governorship is gone."

"Fake, you're one"

Xu Haole looked at the angry Larov in front of him.

Since the other party came in last night, Larov has been chattering endlessly.

Right now, he thinks it's fun to be angry with the other party.

Just when Xu Hao wanted to speak.

"Smack~"

Bursts of footsteps suddenly sounded from far and near, and they walked towards him at a very fast speed.

Before he could react.

Dozens of black people appeared in the eyes of several people in the detention center.

These black men were expressionless, looked around, skipped Xu Hao and Wang Chao, who were still confused, and stared at Larov.

forthwith

"Bang!"

On Larov's stunned expression, a bloody hole appeared between his forehead.

Immediately, his body slowly collapsed.

Xu Hao: ???

Wang Chao: ???

"Hmm"

"Uh-huh???"

(End of chapter)