Vol 2 Chapter 151: A terrible black brother

An embarrassed expression appeared on Mephisto's face. He nodded embarrassedly and continued to talk about his experience. At that time, Mephisto was indeed proud of his face, dreaming of having a lifetime unforgettable experience, so He drove into the black district of Brooklyn. This place is a place he has to visit when he has time. Here, he puts a lot of effort into it. His multiple investments take root here and attract more. Man threw himself into his arms.
He thought he was treated specially in the Brooklyn Negro District. He drove on the ruined streets of the Brooklyn Negro District. There were indeed a lot of passers-by who looked at him strangely, but Mephisto didn’t think much, just thought His car is so windy, and he is so handsome and handsome that he deserves the respect of these humble mortals.
After transforming into a mortal, Mephisto lost the authority of the king of and exposed his true IQ. He regarded the earth as a theme park that could come and go casually, which is very American spirit. No matter where they go, Americans have similar emotions to Mephisto.
"Wow~! My God, didn't you find that those people's eyes are not really admiration, but murderous? A white man ran to Brooklyn's black area to show off his wealth, do you despise your life? It's too long." Even the deadpool, who had always been fearless, mentioned the Brooklyn Negro Zone with a sense of awe in his tone.
Before he became cancerous, Deadpool once performed a mission in the Black District of Brooklyn. He was very repulsive to the outsiders for the almost semi-indigenous neighborhood relationship between black people there, and the racial hatred of white fruit was Chiguo. The mission was almost out of play, so the memory is still fresh.
"How do I know that this group of people are so xenophobic, I thought they were all envious of me, so I grabbed a handful of toffee and threw them at the wild children running all over the street, let them tell me how to find Bill "" Mephisto said here, showing a smug expression, seeming to be very satisfied with his wit.
Throwing sugar at children on the street is a very insulting way of asking for directions in any country. I don’t know what Mephisto’s mind thinks. Throwing sugar at the ground is a symbol of so-called imperialist arrogance. When the neon people invaded the heavenly dynasty, they loved tossing toffee on the ground. If the children picked them up, they would be in a good mood. If they didn’t pick them up, they would often become angry and start killing.
This is a very disgusting way for some people to show that they are more noble than others, and Mephisto also thinks he is doing well.
Although the Brooklyn Negro District has poor security and strong xenophobia, only a part of them are gang members. Just like anywhere, gang members who rely on drug trafficking for their livelihood, pull gangs to form gangs, on a street, there must always be A few of these bullies, and the rest of the black people who want to live a normal life, can’t stand them, but these people are also particularly high-profile, driving sports cars all day, pulling drugs around, and seduce the junior and high school dissatisfaction with life Students, join their gang.
Young people of 16 or 7 years old are very simple. Once they join the gang, they are very loyal. The gang old people do whatever they want. Sometimes they are sold to death. As long as they lead them to be happy, they will be fart. Fart is going to die. In this world, most gangsters are the same. Although the surface is beautiful, it is actually full of vices, and even its own relatives must be pitted. So Mephisto especially likes these scum. They are like viruses. As long as it appears on one street, the people's hearts of the entire street will change.
Mephisto looked at these black children with pride, thinking about it, and within a few years, a considerable part of these children would be billed to his gang by Bill. This is another resource. Festo couldn't help but lick his lips.
His action, as the person next to him, looked like a full pedophile, and it was a trifling and perverted body, and Mephisto was definitely a scumbag.
But a rich white man wanted to find Bill. No one dared to neglect this matter. If Bill failed, he would kill. Bill is a man with demonic luck. No matter what kind of gun battle, he can survive. Sweep, he can hide, as if a demon is sheltering him.
An older black boy vaguely felt the seriousness of the matter. He hurried back to find Bill. Soon, Bill took a group of people, drove a roadster, and brought four or five well-equipped men. , Came to Mephisto.
"Just looking for me?" Bill looked at Mephisto with some doubt. He didn't recognize the person in front of him. When he met Bill, Mephisto appeared in the form of a shadow in order to maintain Mystery.
"Hey! Brother Nigga, can't you recognize me? It's me!" Mephisto greeted enthusiastically.
Mephisto is here, everyone in the room looks at him like an idiot.
Little Ivan was nursing his wounded Li Kang's men. He heard Mephisto's words and he was startled.
"The Bill you said in Brooklyn's black district I know, his nickname is Lucky Bill, that is a murderous beast, you ran to his chassis and called him the brother?" Little Yi Wan stunned Asked.
"Brother Nigga, isn't it a very intimate and friendly way of saying hello? I used to see Bill and other black people saying hello like this." Mephisto said in a natural way.
"Please..." Little Ivan raised his forehead. "The black brothers can only be called between blacks. If you are someone of other skin color, call them like that, it is racial discrimination, you can live. It’s already a lucky day to return."
"Don't interrupt, let him go on." Li Kang waved his hand and let Xiao Yiwan close his mouth. His current interest was hooked up, and he could hear Mephisto tell his own history of blood and tears. Let his mood refresh for a while.
Mephisto continued to talk about his tragic experience in tears. Bill looked at Mephisto coldly. He suddenly showed a sunny and warm smile, strode over, and hugged Mephisto hard, this Fan performance is actually very clumsy, he did not cover up the fierce light in his eyes, Mephisto used mortal body for the first time, drank a lot of alcohol and drugs, and was extremely mentally excited, not to mention judgment, even basic IQ. going offline.
After a sweet talk by Bill, he followed Bill to his home, just entered Bill's house, Bill immediately turned his face, greeted his men, put Murphys in the bracket, kicked, punched, and locked Mephisto In the basement, humiliation tortured for more than ten hours.
Bill snatched Mephisto's money and car, found two men, and threw Mephisto into the back of a pickup truck. He was sent to an abandoned garage in the suburbs, and Mephisto was thrown into. Inside the garbage collector go to humane destruction.
Fortunately, Mephisto himself is the devil king~EbookFREE.me~ Compared with these gang elements, his luck is good, the car turned over halfway, two people in the cab died on the spot, Mexico Festo escaped in a state of embarrassment. The money he had at this time was still found from the corpses. It was impossible to talk about New York travel. There was no qualification for poor travel, and he was not in a mood. What was more terrible was that he This holiday, most of the day was tortured by Bill.
Mephisto found Li Kang several times and told about his experience.
To enjoy these, Mephisto does not need to leave hell, where there is scum like Bill everywhere, tortures people, has more talent than this Bill, Mephisto is distressed by the passage of time, two Fourteen hours, more than half of it has passed, and now there are only three or four hours.
It is impossible to enjoy the holiday now, he just wants revenge now! He couldn't wait for the day when Bill Shou was going to bed, he wanted this Bill to die now! This is why he found Li Kang.
　　
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