Shops were looted, cars were burned, buildings were vandalized, and police officers rushed to try to disperse the crowd using rubber bullets and tear gas.

The rioting crowd threw rocks and other debris to fight back, and some people filmed the scene and uploaded it to the short video platform, which caused more people to follow suit.

"Get down with your head in your hands!" The police restrained a rioter and pressed his knee to his neck.

"I can't breathe! I can't breathe! "The mob tried to struggle, but it was met with more violence.

The police wanted him to be obedient and stop struggling, but if he didn't struggle, he couldn't breathe, and the struggle would make the police think that he was trying to escape, so he had to increase his efforts.

This creates a cycle of death, and whether or not the thug survives in the end depends on his luck.

After enjoying the beautiful music for a while, Fang Xiu started the car again and continued to wander around the city, similar scenes were everywhere along the way.

After a round and satisfied, he returned to the hotel, encountered a roadblock at the entrance of the hotel, he showed his room card, and the hotel security immediately removed the roadblock and let him in.

At the same time, he kept apologizing, "I'm very sorry, sir, you know what is going on in this city, and we are here to protect the safety of our guests." ”

"Understand, by the way, when will this riot subside?" Fang Xiu asked.

"We don't know, we just got a notice that there will be a curfew in Detroit tonight, and you can only stay in the hotel for the night!" The security guards shrugged helplessly.

"Ah, that's terrible! Someone asked me to talk about business in the evening! Fang Xiu said this, but his heart was full of joy.

Mess up, mess up, the longer the mess, the better, no one seems to have hung up in this riot so far, it's not good, they have to work harder.

Entering the lobby, Lazaru immediately greeted him, "Sir, Marcus called just now and wanted to invite us to his slaughterhouse for inspection!" I refused on the grounds that there was a riot in Detroit and that it was not suitable for the trip. ”

The two of them got on the elevator together, and Lazaru continued to report, "I received news that many butcher shops have been looted, and the shops have chosen to close temporarily! Many refrigerated trucks carrying beef are also in trouble, and it is estimated that no one will be looking for him to buy goods in the next few days. ”

Needless to say, these must have been arranged by Lazaru, this guy is really good as a dog, Fang Xiu casually revealed a little intention, and he could do it properly.

Back in the room, Lazaru diligently arranged his meals, worried that Fang Xiu would be bored, and he asked Connor, the head of the Detroit truckers' union, to send a bunch of photos.

These are all high-end goods, Fang Xiu can flip through the cards at will, and if he turns to that Connor, he can send them over immediately, Fang Xiu projected the photos on the TV and looked through them one by one.

Well, this white girl is good, the part between her eyebrows is slightly bulging, according to the record of "Jiannu Chapter", this kind of girl has a high probability of wearing a famous koi to absorb water.

And this mixed-race black girl has a pointed middle and lower end, and very small ear holes, this kind of girl has the beauty of a nine-curved corridor.

Called these two girls over, and played with black chickens and white phoenixes in the room for an afternoon, and in the evening, Fang Xiu sent them away, and continued to pin a trace of his divine sense on the birds to overlook Detroit from the air.

Despite the curfew, the riots continued, sirens accompanied by gunshots, and fires rose in several places, looking exactly like Gotham at night, except with a guy with a wide chin.

Fang Xiu remembered a joke, why did Batman wear a mask to show his chin?

You have to let the police know he's white, right?

The riot lasted for three days, and during these three days, a number of unlucky eggs died, which brought Fang Xiu a lot of benefits and helped him enter the third layer of the Qi Refining Period.

His divine sense and physique have been further strengthened, the number of spells he can use every day has also increased, and his own security has been further improved, but he still can't be too wasteful.

Three days later, major apps have implemented targeted information control, no longer giving similar video traffic, and using new hotspots to divert the attention of ordinary netizens.

Most of the key elements involved in the riots were controlled by the police and are now picking up soap inside, while the lucky few are going home to enjoy life with a full harvest of zero yuan.

With no one in charge, the riots slowly eased, order gradually returned to the streets, and shops on both sides of the street began to clear their sites and prepare for reopening.

Those large chains don't have to worry, they are fully insured, and the insurance company will compensate them for their losses, but the premiums will increase in the coming year.

But it doesn't matter, just add the cost to the selling price and pass it on to the average consumer, who and the insurance company can still make money.

The worse thing is the small shop, the full premium price is too high, many small shop owners can't afford to buy, the insurance company will naturally not compensate for their losses, there will definitely be people who go bankrupt because of this, and then go to the rooftop, and bring new cultivation growth to Fang Xiu.

As soon as the curfew was lifted and the security environment in Detroit was a little better, Marcus immediately called Lazaru and invited them to visit the slaughterhouse again.

"Ah, I'm sorry, but I see that the streets are still not very safe, and I've promised to go somewhere else...... No, no, no, it's not a slaughterhouse, it's some other commercial project...... In fact, I was a little hesitant to invest in a slaughterhouse in Detroit......"

Lazaru continued to hang Marcus on the phone, and he was about to break Marcus, so Lazaru promised him to visit the slaughterhouse the next day.

When the next day passed, they were two hours late, and as soon as they saw Marcus, they complained, "There have been at least three riots along the way, and this city is really bad!" ”

Marcus, a burly white man in his forties who dressed in a red-necked manner, attributed Detroit's decline to blacks.

"How beautiful Detroit was in the past, it's all because of those, they are like cancer cells, parasitic on the city, absorbing nutrients, destroying health, and finally making a mess of the city!"

"According to me, they should be farming in the cotton fields, not in the cities!"

"Oh? If they're cancerous, then what are you? You are not the original owners of this land, and to the Indians, you fellows are syphilis? Smallpox? Or AIDS? Fang Xiu asked with a sneer.

Although he didn't have a good impression of black people, the disease didn't stop him from despising Marcus!