Liu Yu didn't say anything, but anger was burning under his quiet eyes. Forget it, other countries are not allowed, Chinese people are weak and bullied, and the world knows it! Konimma, even Chinese gangs are messing with their own people! If you have a genital, you extort white people. What is it about to mess with your own people? A bunch of unpromising garbage! It's garbage in China, but you still can't change your habit of eating shit abroad, and it's still garbage!

"They are the only ones?" Liu Yu didn't believe how honest the locals were.

The old man said helplessly: "How is this possible? These Asians are quite restrained and leave after receiving the money. What's hateful is that some local black gangs not only rob money, smash things, but also... hurt people!"

"Look at the glass on my door, it was just replaced last week. My son was also hospitalized in this incident." The old man's voice was a little choked, with a little sadness and indescribable anger. "At that time, I went back to massage my wife's legs. My son was looking at the shop. The black man rushed in to ask for money. My son was slower and was chopped on his face by a tall black man with a fruit knife. He sewed more than 200 needles in the hospital. His right eye was blind. The doctor said that his eyeballs were cut open and he had to be removed. I... I can't even recognize him as my son..."

"I regret it... Why do you want your son to come to see the store? If you don't ask him to come, I will suffer!" The old man took out his handkerchief and wiped his tears. His lips trembled slightly, his teeth trembled, and his tears were all over: "My son has obtained American nationality and works as a white-collar worker in a large company. He is about to get married. But in this way, the American girl naturally broke up. His son couldn't think about suicide twice. He was ruined, his eyes were blind, and he was disfigured. He had no hope for his whole life."

The old man was so sad and angry that he only had a silent accusation, "I went to the hospital to see him this morning, and he said he wanted to go back to his motherland..."

"Young man, you are a policeman. Tell me, can my son return to the motherland in this situation?" The old man said with tears in his eyes: "My wife and I decided to sell the place at a low price, and the whole family returned to the motherland and take good care of our son until we both can no longer do it."

"Young man, tell me, does my son have any hope to return to the motherland?" The old man looked with expectations and burst into tears: "He only cares about my wife and I. Maybe this is what we both can help our son in the end."

Liu Yu was silent, the old man was just one of the microcosms of thousands of Chinese people abroad, although his experience was rather miserable... Liu Yu, who was disliked by Chinese, also had some sympathy for his son. The unexpected disaster made him lose everything, his job, lover, health, and the future, so much so that he felt desperate and longed to return to his motherland, return to the safest place, return to the place where he was born, and have a stable rest of his life. Unfortunately, Liu Yu was powerless. It was easy to get rid of Chinese nationality, but it was difficult to enter. There was no country in the world, just like China, and it was difficult to naturalize, even if he was once Chinese nationality...

"Old man, the benefits abroad are better than those in China..." Liu Yu could only express it tactfully.

The old man's face was full of deep disappointment and sadness. His son was disabled, and the meaning of his whole family coming to the United States was lost.

Liu Yu couldn't bear it for a while and hated the gang that bullied the Chinese, especially the black gang! It was paralyzed, a group of black monkeys, thinking that he was not afraid of wearing shoes at barefoot? He thought that he was so dark that no one could care about it?

"How did the police deal with it?" Liu Yu asked with his last hope. It would be better if he needed to do it. He would definitely be full of blood.

Hearing the old man's disappointed face, a long-standing helplessness emerged on his face, wiped away his tears, and sighed deeply: "What can I do? This is not China, and the ones who were hurt are the lowest. The police came once and made a record, but never came again. The governor here is very anti-Chinese. It is difficult for us Chinese to find a job, let alone seeking shelter from the police?"

"Those black people have existed for a long time. When we came ten years ago, there were only five or six of them. Now they have grown to more than twenty. The Chinese around them have been hurt by them to a greater or lesser extent. Not only are they worse than my son. Five years ago, a restaurant owner was smashed to the restaurant at night. Ten black people rushed in and snatched the money. The boss's daughter was young and beautiful, and was ruined by these beasts in turn! The boss went to stop him and had two fingers cut off. Later, their family returned to China and never came to the United States again."

"Other gangs are easy to say. Give some money and don't hurt people easily, but these black gangs have no surnames and do everything they can't do. They are specialized in bullying us Chinese. The Chinese in our Chinese community are most afraid of meeting this group of black people. No one can afford to offend them. I heard that many Chinese who left these five streets were forced away by these black people. Some are like the boss and their daughters were wheeled and killed. Some wives were ruined, some were robbed of a lot of money, and some were injured and disabled. In the early days, a Chinese contacted the police station and arrested one of them. Then, the family of four was wiped out. The case has not been solved yet... It's not that it's not that it's not that it's the police. The casualties are not white people, so they won't care. So you see, there are thirty streets here, and there are only five streets with more Chinese people. There are no police cars on the streets, and the rest of the streets are there."

"Hey! Think about it now, why are we coming to the United States? No matter how hard we work to integrate, we will be rejected... We are here, I really hope that the fallen leaves can return to our roots and the soul will return to our hometown..."

The old man finally sighed: "Young man, I hope you can report the true situation of our overseas Chinese back. We need the help of our motherland!"

Liu Yu's eyes became deeper and colder. Why did the US police ignore it? It was not possible to find out that people were not found, but they didn't want to investigate. In their opinion, this was between Asians and blacks. The more they bite, the better. Why should they be careful? This has a lot to do with the local governor. His anti-Chinese behavior has led to a sharp decline in the status of Chinese people, which is worse than blacks! Liu Yu even suspected that those black gangs were condoned by the governor. Otherwise, how could a small five-man gang commit murder, robbery, wheel, and other crimes committed for ten consecutive years, and no one has been arrested and punished so far? It is absolutely impossible to say that the judicial system in this state has no shelter!

"You must report your situation back." Liu Yu nodded, wondering if he would find another person to ask if the black gang is really cruel to this extent. If it is fake, it would be fine. If it is real... Liu Yu turned around and was about to buy something before leaving. Suddenly, a sharp and sharp sound came from outside the store. When he looked back, a white gold cup car was braked and heard at the door.

The old man looked up and his face changed drastically. He hurriedly called Liu Yu: "Hurry! Hide in! It's a black gang here! I called the police, and they are here to take revenge!"

The old man hurriedly closed the door and closed the door. Five tall black men rushed out of the car, two of whom stood at the door, one on the left and one on the right, watching the streets, always alerting the police to arrive, and the other three, either holding baseball bats or taking out fruit knives from under their thick clothes.

The fragile glass door did not block their pace. With the iron baseball bats opening the road, the glass door was easily smashed to pieces. The old man who had no time to hide was even poked hard on his chest. His whole body staggered back three steps, and he leaned back, and he was about to sit in the glass scrap on the ground.

Liu Yu quickly looked and held him in a hurry, and his expression was as calm as water... He didn't need to ask any more, and everything he should be clear was presented in front of him.

The glass was broken, and the tall and big black man who took the lead grinned with his big mouth with white teeth, his facial features were as ferocious as the black wolf looking at the little white poplar, and his mouth was sprayed with resentment and stern words: "Fuck temptation! Dare to call the police? You are dead!"

The old man's face was pale and his eyes were filled with fear: "I'm sorry, I don't dare... You can take all the operating income today, I won't dare next time."

The old man's pleading and fearful words not only did not stop the gangsters, but instead became more and more fierce, and it made loud noises outside. He stared at the old man coldly, as if he wanted to bite him to death. The pedestrians' expressions changed drastically, and they all avoided and looked at the scene in horror.

Finally, a flash of thin door could not stop their invasion. The door was opened. After entering, the three black men did not say anything, holding the knife and the ball bat, and greeted the terrified old man.

If Liu Yu hadn't been here by chance today, if he didn't want to know the situation of Chinese in the United States, and delayed until now, perhaps the old man had fallen into a miserable family and would fall into complete despair!

Liu Yu picked up a broom. Before the three of them could get off their hands, there were three extremely dull sounds, followed by three painful crys. The three tall black men were broomed on each chin and were stumbled backwards. The tallest one was the heaviest. When they sat in the glass residue, blood was poured down, accompanied by a shrill scream. When they stood up and looked, they found that there was a triangular glass ten centimeters long in the chrysanthemum, which was inserted straight into the center of the chrysanthemum. Blood gushed out from the inside of the chrysanthemum and flowed down the glass. No wonder there was a strange one in that scream...

The two black men holding the knife were furious when they saw this. The Chinese were all the same as little dogs in their eyes. They were gentle and honest, timid, afraid of things, and not united. They didn't dare to resist no matter how they wanted to bully them, and no one cared about them. Today, there was a young Chinese who dared to resist! This touched their scales, just like the emperor was having a meal and a eunuch farted at the emperor, which made them intolerable! There was only one way for such a Chinese, to beat them to death! Just call all Chinese people, who dared to resist, that's the end!

"Ah!" The two black men seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred with Liu Yu, or found a yellow mad dog biting them high above them, which angered their righteousness, so they bravely picked up the fruit knife and stabbed the Chinese to death.

Unfortunately, their vision was disproportionate to the strength of the force. At least in front of Liu Yu, they were vulnerable. They slapped their cheeks into blood and blood. The broom also broke in response to the sound...

Liu Yu had no choice but to drop the broom, chuckled and picked up the iron baseball bat they smashed the door on the ground, stood in front of the old man, and looked around them with contempt.

Finally, the doorkeeper outside also noticed it. He roared, pulled out a half-meter-long sharp knife and rushed in, screaming and chopped towards Liu Yu. The two black men who were pulled away also got up, took out the knife, and rushed up roaring. Four-on-one, each holding a weapon, and never giving up until he fucked Liu Yu over, he would not give up today!

A faint cold flashed in Liu Yu's eyes, and the iron rod weighing a few pounds in his hand was like a feather, and it quickly thrust over. With four screams, the four people's armed hands were completely interrupted, hanging softly on their joints, and being lifted in pain by their faces. Obviously, although they were cruel to hurt others, they never knew that the injury could hurt so much!

Suddenly, Liu Yu's expression changed slightly, and the iron rod in his hand was pulled forward, and then a gunshot came, and the iron rod seemed to be impacted by a huge force and almost lost his hand.

The black man who was blown into the depths of the chrysanthemum was blown to death, was so angry that he finally fired the gun! The reason why they were slow to shoot was to use cold weapons was that it would alarm the police. At this moment, they finally fired the gun!

Liu Yu snorted coldly, picked up the iron rod, and scattered the man's hand with one stick. Blood splashed, his fingers were beaten to pieces, leaving only bones. The man was exposed to the chrysanthemum, and immediately let out a terrifying roar.

But these were not finished. Liu Yu kept slamming the iron rod on each of the four of them on the right foot, and immediately smashed their feet into blood and blood, leaving only one foot to move, and they would be disabled for the rest of their lives.

Only then did Liu Yu stop and throw away the iron rod. Under the old man's gaze that was so horrible that he lost his words, and in the terrified fear of the black man's door, he left.

After firing the gun, the black people knew that the police were coming soon. With the help of the only lucky person who was not broken by Liu Yu's right foot, the five people roared and got into the car, and fled wildly before the police arrived.

Soon after, the police came, and the fragmented glass failed to attract their attention. What attracted them were the blood all over the ground and the blood splashed on the wall!

They subconsciously thought it was the blood of the old Chinese, frowned, and contacted the ambulance with a expressionless face, but when they looked closely, it was not the blood of the old Chinese! It was someone else's!

The three policemen who came in had expressionless expressions finally changed. A policeman who looked like a policeman still fell into deep shock until now. The first question was: "Where did the blood come from? Is anyone injured? Who is it?" He didn't know that clearly. His original intention was to be eager to understand whether these people were white or yellow, or domestic, or foreigners living in the United States.

The old Chinese looked demented and murmured in a daze: "Five black people...one Chinese..."
Chapter completed!