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Chapter 502: Transaction under the Wind Chime

"I'll give it away!" The boss gave the maximum discount without hesitation, and then said with emotion: "You are the pride of the Chinese people. Like Bruce Lee, you have improved the status of the Chinese people and united the hearts of the Chinese people. There is not much I can do , it’s okay for you to move all the weapons here!”

Shiyun's cheeks turned red again, thinking about what his uncle had just done?

Xia Chuan sighed: "Are you from the Huaqing Gang?"

The boss grinned: "Young man, Zhao Song."

"Okay. Zhao Song, the blacks and Mexicans are rioting and are about to rush into Chinatown. What should the Huaqing Gang do at this time?"

Shiyun was shocked. Didn't it mean there would be a riot tomorrow?

In fact, Xia Chuan is right. The official statement is based on the time of Niu Yue, which is three hours faster than Luo Shanji.

For pheasants, it starts that night.

What's heartbreaking is that Xia Chuan was in Luoshanji, but he naturally chose to make an appointment with Niu to show respect for 'history'.Shiyun will not be able to mention this matter in the future. All media say that starting from the 30th, Xia Chuan will be proven right.

Shiyun felt a chill running down his spine. It was over. The uncle had been tricked to death by his younger brother.

She only felt weak all over. Compared with her younger brother's thousand-year fox-like cunning, she felt as childish as a doll.

But there was nothing she could do. At least the younger brother took revenge because of her and would not let her suffer any injustice.

Zhao Song also widened his eyes: "So you bought the gun to defend Chinatown?"

"Did I say go over to hunt birds?" Xia Chuan asked.

"Uh, no." Zhao Songjuhan remembered that when Xia Chuan came in, he said he would kill dozens of people. It turned out to be true. He hurriedly said:

"As long as you speak up, the Huaqing Gang will dare to do anything. But if you don't speak, there will be many conflicts and no one will dare to move. The prerequisite for the existence of the Huaqing Gang is not to violate the laws of the United States. Even if we are in self-defense, if something goes wrong The thing is also unlucky for us. The status of Chinese people is not much higher than that of black people, and they are also within the scope of discrimination."

Xia Chuan sighed secretly and said sincerely:

"Zhao Song, it is right to abide by the law, but others are trying to get you. If you don't do anything, you will always be looked down upon by others. I won't let you do anything. If you don't know how to strengthen yourself, you will be discriminated against. Life. But I don’t want to be discriminated against. Thank you for the gun. Take care.”

After patting him on the shoulder, Xia Chuan walked downstairs first.

Everyone left quickly.

Zhao Song felt that the blood in his body was exploding. He picked up the phone and roared: "Call everyone and assemble at the hardware store!"

at the same time--

Thousands of incited rioters, led by black gangs and Mexican gangs, rushed into Chinatown on this night with flashing street lights. Their goal was clear, which was the gun shop above the Cantonese restaurant.

Things that Shiyun doesn't even know are not secrets to the gang.

First rob a gun store, then loot Chinatown with a gun.

These thousands of people are still a minority.

Fully 2 people rushed to Bangzi City because the boss lady of Bangzi shot and killed the little black girl.

Let's talk about these thousands of people first. It was like a real crowd wave tactic. The local police who were paying close attention to the crowd turned around and retreated when they saw the countless rioting people gathered. They did not dare to shoot at all.

It doesn't matter if there are a few gangsters, or even dozens, they will definitely be wiped out.

But this doesn't work. It has turned into a racial war. There are clear orders from above not to shoot at unarmed people, even during robbery, to avoid escalating the situation.

As a result, the Cantonese restaurant seemed to have been swept by locusts...

On the contrary, the waiters were fine, because no one resisted, they just took whatever they wanted, and then sent them out respectfully, and they went on their way.

These thousands of people had guns and ammunition and began to smash and loot stores one by one. The main force, hundreds of people, rushed to the hardware store.

……

Shiyun got in the car and said, "Brother, let's go back to the Cantonese restaurant and have a look?"

"Sister, please think carefully. We must be slow. They must rob the gun store first. I don't know how many guns there are upstairs in the Cantonese restaurant. Even if there are ten times more than us, there are a hundred guns, but they have thousands. People, there are only seven of us! If you want to go, we will go, but we all have to die."

Shi Yun was so shocked that her whole body went cold, "Little brother, if sister doesn't speak anymore, I will listen to you in everything."

"But I don't know where your home is?"

"Ah? Didn't you say you wanted to defend Chinatown?"

Xia Chuan said carefully: "I think the honeymoon is more important."

Shiyun was suffocated, thinking that her little brother wanted to take a gun and she was angry. Now that the little brother doesn't have a gun, he is asked to defend Chinatown?

She pointed to the front in shame: "That's the building."

Xia Chuan was suddenly surprised. The hardware store was less than [-] meters away?Big trouble.

Two stretch Lincolns arrived downstairs.

Xia Chuan got out of the car and looked carefully under the dim street lights. It was an independent two-story building and it looked pretty good.

"Hey, sister, who lives in your room." Xia Chuan pointed out in surprise.

Shiyun asked with an ugly face: "How did you know that was my room?"

"It's simple, wind chimes."

"Ok."

Shiyun walked over and rang the doorbell in frustration, and kept pressing it, as if pressing the throat of his enemy.

Behind Shiyun, Xia Chuan spread his hands and signaled Zang Hong and the others to hide.

The five people moved to both sides, and Xia Chuan and Shiyun were left at the door.

It was not long before a long-haired young man in his thirties ran downstairs in pajamas. He looked familiar to Xia Chuan. Although he couldn't remember his name, he was sure it wasn't Jing Cha, so he was pretty sure.

He opened the glass door but not the iron gate and asked, "How much do you want?"

Shiyun's eyes darkened, and she felt like dying.

Xia Chuan sighed: "I want as much as you have."

The young man suddenly became vigilant, "You dare to come here to look for trouble, don't blame me for not reminding you, this is the home of Xia Chuan's wife Zuo Shiyun, do you know who Xia Chuan is?"

Shiyun was so angry that he trembled all over, closed his eyes and said, "I am Zuo Shiyun, open the door."

The young man suddenly widened his eyes, looked at Xia Chuan again, then showed a look of horror, and stammered: "I'll go up and ask Cuishan to open the door, I don't have the key..."

Before he could finish his words, he found a gun pressed against his forehead.

Zang Hong asked calmly: "Do you have the key?"

The young man shivered more and more, "Yes... yes... yes."

He slowly took out the key from his pajamas pocket, and Zang Hong grabbed it and opened the fence door, making a loud and ear-piercing noise.

Zang Hong asked coldly: "Where is the goods? Don't let me waste time looking for them."

The young man found four bodyguards with submachine guns surrounding him. They all looked like they were killing people without blinking an eye. He almost peed in fear, "Under...the bed..."

Peng!The bodyguard waved his hand and slashed, and the young man fainted and fell to the ground.

Xia Chuan said: "Bring that woman down with you."

Four bodyguards quickly rushed upstairs.

Zang Hong was guarding Xia Chuan and the pale Shiyun at the door.