He did not use Chinese to speak this passage, but instead spoke it in an authentic accent, just to let the Italian teenagers on the other side hear it clearly.

Sure enough, the bad boys who were originally holding their arms to watch the show, after hearing this, the smile on their faces disappeared, and they changed to a fierce look. One of the guys who looked quite hot-tempered was directly out of the punk jeans on their body, untied a piece of metal chain as thick as a thumb, and approached step by step with a ferocious face.

Yang Yi sneered, and then he didn't look at the Italian boy who was forced to come over, but took out the phone. In order to facilitate contact, Sean specially prepared it for him, and used it specifically during this trip. He called the number 911, and then picked up a very strong and handy brown glass bottle under the base of the other side. It should be a guy who had been filled with beer and other drinks. He knocked it hard on the wall next to him. Then he heard a clatter, and the boy had a big glass killer with crisscrossed teeth in his hand.

"See, generally speaking, in the face of this situation, I first recommend solving problems through legal means. Didn't Citigroup always advocate law and justice? So calling the police is the first thing to do after encountering such an incident. Then, given the existence of those police dereliction of duty and some scums with racial discrimination, we must find enough weapons to protect ourselves." Yang Yi pair of teenagers who had already stood up but were still at a loss were tempted, but stared at the Italian teenagers who were slightly slowed down, but they still forced them over.

"And when it comes to choosing weapons, you must think carefully and choose the most lethal type. For example, the iron chain in the hands of this mafia criminal. As long as you protect your head, you can continue to fight. And a glass bottle like me can have a good subsequent killing effect. Imagine that countless glass residues enter the flesh, then break and break into smaller pieces, and stay inside until the surgery removes these little cuties, or even if the surgery is performed, you may not be able to find all of these things?"

His words filled with obvious threats made his feet stagnant. The Italian teenagers who had been so arrogant before also restrained a little with some defense. One of them seemed to feel that three or five of them were scared by the other party. They were so embarrassed that they couldn't stand it. So they widened their eyes and looked at them: "You only have one person, but we have five. Even if those hateful glass fragments are a threat, the final victory must belong to us. If you don't want to be interrupted, you'd better put down the things in your hands as soon as possible."

"Is that?" Yang Yi smiled leisurely, and then his expression became cold and stern: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I remember the person who started to attack, regardless of whether he would be defeated by the descendants of you criminals. But as long as I haven't fallen yet, the little baby in my hand will be aimed at the first guy who took action. Let him live in the painful memories of being bitten hard by these sharp glass teeth and finally disfigured. So now, who of you wants to be the bravest one?"

"Bastard. If you dare to do this, we will kill you!" After all, they were all teenagers. Although they were very afraid of Yang Yi's killing weapon, they didn't relax at all.

"If you have the courage to do this, then come on. I will also put a cushion before death. Of course, given that the situation may be very chaotic, I will not continue to pick and pick up the pick and pick up the way with me. You better pray that your luck is great enough, otherwise it is likely that the person who went to hell with me."

Yang Yi knew that in this case, he might put his attitude a little softer, even if he pretended to behave, he would have to act servile. Then, as long as the police in Citigroup arrived here, everything would be fine. After all, the other party was a country that verbally advocated justice. But sometimes, he could not always act according to reason when doing things. The Italian teenagers on the other side had repeatedly spoken filthy words, especially the name "monkey", which was full of nude discrimination. At this time, if Yang Yi adopted the so-called compromise, even if the police came and solved the matter in person, he would still suffer a loss after the next time other Chinese encountered these racial discriminators. So instead of taking a step back, it would be better to use the means that these people were most accustomed to and recognized in their hearts to deal with the problem.

Just like now, although those Italian teenagers are arrogant, they know the importance of the matter after all. If they are forced into a hurry by themselves and really stabbing the sharp broken glass on their faces, the feeling will definitely not be too good. Therefore, after looking at each other, the people actually stopped and did not continue to move in.

But putting down the weapons in your hands does not mean that these people have given up the plan to "teach a lesson" by Yang Yi, but have also used psychological offensive: "Hey, you poor yellow-skinned monkey, can only use that kind of barbaric weapon, right? Well, we have decided to put down our weapons now. How about a fist, the best way to prove whether you are a man, to have an open contest? If you win, we will not care about your rudeness to us Yidaili people. Of course, if you insist on using that weapon, we will not stop it."

It sounds very generous, but in Yang Yi's memory, as the most famous racial discrimination, these Italian teenagers are determined not to have an open competition with him, and they must have other plans.

But no matter what the plan is, as long as they really dare to take action, the one who greets these people must be glass scum, and Yang Yi does what he says.

But his determination was stopped by the young man who was rescued from behind: "Don't use glass bottles, they must want you to use this thing. When the police come, the evil people will first complain to you and say that you have used weapons of destruction. Moreover, the police in this area are all irresponsible people. As long as we Chinese call the police, they rarely care about it. They often drag things out of the police. If they see you using weapons alone, they will be useless. They will definitely arrest you in the police station."

Um?

Hearing the timid consolation of the young man around him, Yang Yi not only frowned. Although he knew that the situation of Chinese in Citigroup had not been completely improved until now, he could not help but be surprised when he heard the accusations of those involved. He had traveled through so many local states in Citigroup along the way and met countless various figures. Although he knew that discrimination against China still existed, his overall impression was that ordinary people felt very ordinary about China and could not say they were particularly fond of it.

I can't say I'm particularly disgusted, but I just treat it as a mysterious country. But now he knows that he can feel this way because of the operation of Peacock Publishing Company. In the event planning, the possible problems have been included in the memorandum of emergencies. Moreover, I have put a lot of effort into the selection of promotion routes and the arrangement of event venues, so many things that may make me unhappy are naturally covered up.

But now, this Chinese boy who suddenly appeared in front of him and what he said had exposed some of the situation in Citigroup to the naked eye, making him realize that many things were not as beautiful as he imagined.

However, after hearing the boy's warning, he did not put down his weapons. God knows that these cunning Italian teenagers will see that they put down their weapons and rush over again? After all, it is five-on-one now, and if they don't rely on weapons, he has no confidence in ensuring that he will not be physically injured. But because of the boy's warning behind him, he is still very cautious. He took out the phone and pressed a number for contact, and turned to the Italian teenagers: "Since everyone doesn't want to do it now, how about saying good night to each other? Always standing here is not a good choice. Besides, when the police come, you are the ones who make trouble, and you may be punished with community labor or even twenty-four hours of detention."

Unfortunately, Yang Yi's persuasion, or threatening persuasion, did not play any role. After hearing these words from him, the other party laughed: "Hey, what did I hear? This guy said he wanted the police to punish us for working in the community? Oh, my mother would definitely be very sad in the future. Maybe my dad would even give me a lesson. What do you think?"

The other Italian teenagers naturally laughed and agreed, as if they didn't take the Citi police seriously. Their behavior made Yang Yi confused. Didn't the police uncles in Hope Country all have the kind of powerful characters who have to draw guns at the same time if they disagree? Even if they deal with minors who are causing trouble, they will not be too ruthless, right?

And he soon realized why the other party was so unscrupulous that he had no intention of escaping the scene after calling the police.

The policeman who could definitely describe his attitude as "leisure" had made his first move after he arrived at the scene of the incident, which was to pull out the baton and point it at Yang Yi: "Hey, I'm talking about you, kick the glass bottle at your feet, and then squat down and raise your hands, otherwise I would arrest you on the charge of violent resistance to the law!"

Yang Yi frowned. From the other party's eyes, it can be seen from the glass bottle that broke the bottom of the bottle. This was a policeman with rich experience, but the other party's attitude made him angry and a little surprised. After all, compared to the weapons under his feet, the Italian teenagers on the opposite side were the guys who looked at it and were unstable at first glance. Why didn't this guy react at all?

Naked discrimination? There seems to be only one reason.

Although he was already angry with the attitude of this policeman, the reborn man also knew some of the Citigroup police's methods and attitudes to deal with the case. For those who dared to resist, even if they reported the case by themselves, they would never have any good face. Handcuffs were light, and it was very likely that they would be filled with a baton. Therefore, he just protested verbally: "Mr. Police, you have to figure out that I am the reporter, and those guys on the other side are the guys you need to target."
Chapter completed!