In the mid-19th century, Americans especially liked drinking. They should be said to be alcoholic. They drank very fiercely and often killed people. In order to make fewer people who died, they later issued a prohibition on alcohol.

The drunkard who appeared near Levitra's pants shop is not dead yet and he is very excited because he heard that he is still a female Chinese worker.

It's simply amazing, God is very good to me!

Huang Rong was panicked at that time. She had never encountered such a danger before. Although her father told her, it seemed like the guy in front of her had something shiny on her chest, which was simply too bad.

Huang Rong wanted to run away, but it was too late, so she had to struggle, but after all, she was weak and could not withstand the strength of the drunkard in front of her.

"Hahaha...YES!YES!Hahaha..." The drunkard laughed wildly.

"Ah! Ah! Get out!" After that, Huang Rong felt cold. She didn't expect that she would fall into such a field today. If she had known...If she had known, that monster would have been cheaper.

And the more he thought so, the more he became, the more fierce Huang Rong was in tears.

It's over, everything is really over, this drunkard has already pressed up...

"I'm your ancestor!"

Just when Huang Rong was in despair, she suddenly heard Li Mengyang's loud shout, and then, a bang sounded, Li Mengyang flew over and kicked the drunkard away with a flying foot.

With a thud, Li Mengyang also landed on the ground. He threw himself out and his feet were out!

Seeing Huang Rong being bullied by this drunkard, Li Mengyang rushed over without thinking.

“It’s quite big.”

Just this time, Li Mengyang felt the strength of his opponent. The so-called fighting, sometimes the final decision on the outcome is physical fitness. The white man on the other side is not losing his strength, but he is still too thin. His current body is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

But, are we guys afraid?

"FUC-K!YEAH! You shit!" The drunkard wanted to rush over and fight back, but he obviously had a weak foot, so he was drunk too much.

"Damn it!" I'm afraid of him!

What a sudden Li Mengyang rubbed his body up, and the drunkard stood firmly and swept across Li Mengyang with a bottle of wine. The drunkard was the drunkard, but they also had the advantage of weapons.

After a quick swipe, the drunkard felt the guy in front of him disappear. This shocked him, but he immediately found him...

Bang, Li Mengyang had just gotten a ball and avoided the bottle of wine. Then his body unfolded in an instant, and he bowed and blew the arrows in front and back, and made a progressive rush, hitting the drunken stomach.

"Vomit!" The drunkard was beaten and hurt, but it was okay, but his stomach was a little surging.

"It's true that it's a fight!" Li Mengyang understood that this was the physical gap, but he didn't think too much and made another move.

Bang, bang!

With four fingers in his right hand, he made a tiger fist, hitting the drunken ghost's neck with one blow, and then instantly turned his palm and pushed the drunken ghost's chin in the edge of his palm.

This move is as fast as lightning!

After that... there was no more. After the drunkard pushed the golden mountain and turned down like a jade pillar, he never stood up again.

"What a lucky thing!" Li Mengyang wiped his sweat. Fortunately, the other party was a drunk, and he exposed his weakness. Otherwise, he would probably be the one who fell down.

Therefore, a spontaneous organization of the civil society, that is, the Public Security Council, came into being.

The Public Security Council of San Francisco was a spontaneous public security organization established in 1851. Simply put, it is no longer a mess and there is no way out. Everyone is in charge of themselves, but the government can no longer control them.

The original intention was also very good, and it was really good at the beginning, but sometimes it was like this. Once some individuals grasped the rights, the rights would become more and more terrifying!

The San Francisco Public Security Council has grown to more than 700 people, and everyone has guns. In fact, the entire California is under their control. Even the US military can't do anything to them. The reason is very simple. It's not as strong as theirs. Now it is a peaceful time, and the US military has only more than 17,000 permanent forces, and the main force is in the central United States, east of the Rocky Mountain, and the Native Americans are printed.

Therefore, it is conceivable how powerful the public security maintenance association is.

But this maintenance meeting is now all lynching, without any legal spirit!

Sheriff James Curtis naturally knew about these situations, but he had no good impression of Chinese workers. Normally, in cases like Li Mengyang beat Slade to death, it would be hanged, and it would be no big deal.

But now it is different, because Sheriff Curtis is still responsible for a task, which is to purify the police force in San Francisco and bring back the law enforcement powers in San Francisco and even California from the Public Security Council!

Therefore, Curtis cannot hand over the Chinese worker to the Maintenance Association. If he handed over the person at this time, what is the prestige of the police in San Francisco? What is the face? What is the nonsense of law enforcement power?

To put it simply, there is no problem with hanging this Chinese worker, but who will hang this Chinese worker? This is a big problem!

And there is another reason here, that is, this guy Slade has a problem!

Anyway, Curtis disliked him. Slade is a policeman who is completely different from the police. He doesn't drink alcohol all day long, and he basically doesn't do anything serious. And people often come to complain about this guy. Curtis is now waiting for Slade's proof materials.

Therefore, there are many problems here, which are complicated and must not be easily compromised.

If this matter is handled well, then Curtis will likely go further and become the police chief of San Francisco. But if it is not done well, then...

Curtis felt that he couldn't handle it, and his ability was not enough... It seemed that he had to find someone who understood it.
Chapter completed!