America's God on Earth

Chapter 1 Superman template launched!

Chapter 001 The Superman template starts!
"Go to hell, Chink!" A stocky black man knocked Li Ang down on the road.

He looked down at Li Ang with disdain as if he was looking at garbage, and then spit casually beside Li Ang.

He strutted away from Li Ang's side.

Li Ang lowered his head to look at his palm, and found that there was no black phlegm on it.

Shaking his head and patting his body twice, he stood up from the ground and continued walking forward.He is used to the life of the colored skinned master here.

It has been two months since he came to this world, but he still hasn't integrated into this world.If I have to talk about the reason, it is that he is not from this world at all, and he is also out of tune with this world. After he came to New York in this different world inexplicably, he has neither identity, household registration, nor driver's license. He is a black householder. , It is difficult to move an inch in modern society.

But with a mortal body, he had to face a more realistic problem, that is, how should he earn three meals a day and money?
Thanks to the Cantonese he learned in his previous life, he successfully found a job as a delivery boy in this restaurant in Chinatown.

It's just that he didn't expect that the boss had no good intentions at the beginning. Seeing that he didn't have an ID card and was a black householder, the boss of this restaurant kept his salary very low.

He even planned to let him sleep in the attic of the restaurant, and at the same time wanted him to be a security guard, a waiter, and their nanny at the same time, squeezing his labor 24 hours a day.

Having seen through this, Li Ang unceremoniously rejected the boss' request, and rented a family's attic a few blocks away from Chinatown as his shelter.

Even if the price is a little higher, he still has personal free time after get off work.

On the contrary, after the boss saw that his plan would not work, he squeezed Li Ang even more frantically, making him work more than 12 hours a day.

Li Angming didn't say anything on the face, but he had already started to think about his savings and planned to change jobs.

I heard that the gang in Mexico can help people get fake ID cards. I wonder if he can buy another one with the money he saved?

Just as he was slowly advancing in the dark neighborhood, a girl's exclamation suddenly came from his ear.

Just like everyone thinks that New York is an international metropolis, but in fact, the streets of New York, except for those few well-known neighborhoods, are all slums where the poor gather.

Only people who can't afford a big house outside the city will choose to squeeze in the city center.The poor who cannot pay taxes are naturally not eligible to enjoy the public expenditures of the New York City Government.

It is a matter of course that there are no street lights in many places, and even the main roads have only a few lights to guide cars.Once on the sidewalk, it was almost impossible to see.

This exclamation was undoubtedly caused by a girl who ran into danger on such a dark road.

But Li Ang didn't have the slightest idea of ​​meddling in his own business.

First of all, he is a stowaway, a space-time stowaway, and he does not have any legal status here.After he went to help the girl and then called the police, if the police verified his identity, he would probably be punished more than those who robbed or raped.

The second is that the police who have no base are very weak to those petty crimes. They don't even bother to chase a thief, robber or even a rapist.

Unless the patrol happened to come across it, otherwise, they would just take the girl to a psychological clinic, extract his DNA, and finally enter the DNA into the criminal database, waiting for the criminal to commit another crime.Then count the crimes and punish them.

In the end, the society of not being humble is a very cruel, even very cruel society. What is implemented in this society is a capital ecological chain of survival of the fittest.

In this ecological chain, the Chinese who can neither provide consumption nor provide political votes, and are even very harmless, are at the bottom.

Although this did ensure the safety of some Chinese, they have no united front value.

In other words, once in prison, Li Ang will be alone and helpless.

In prisons, whether they are Mexicans, blacks, or whites, they all have their own gangs and backers.

As a smuggler like Li Ang, he didn't want to take the risk of going to prison.

Just when Li Ang was about to turn around and leave, the girl's pure Chinese made him stand still. "Help!"

This is not help in English.

Li Ang, who stood still for three seconds, clenched his fists, and then rushed into the darker alley without hesitation.

There, a crime is taking place.

Sure enough, black.

A strong and ape-like black man was wearing a leather jacket. He grabbed the girl's clothes with one hand, making the girl almost hang in mid-air, while the other hand grabbed the girl's backpack without hesitation.

Its purpose seems to be this backpack.

There was anger and a smirk on his face, as if he had already seen what he would look like next.

If you take a closer look, this girl has pretty features, and she seems to be pretty good. Although she doesn't have the big breasts and ass of the black girl, it's just... that's all, and it's over.

He moved closer to the girl, and the girl seemed to sense the danger, and began to struggle hard.

At this moment, a figure rushed out from the darkness, slammed into the big black man, and knocked him to the ground.

Li Ang is not a nerd who can't fight.

On the contrary, his combat experience is very rich.

Born in a school for his children, he first fought with naughty kids from his parents' work unit, and after he was in junior high school, he started fighting with children from nearby villagers on behalf of his work unit.

It can be said that Li Ang's combat experience is very rich. He knows that if he wants to defeat the big guy who is a circle bigger than him in front of him, he cannot fight him at distance.

Be sure to wrestle him on the ground after putting him down the first time.

He only hoped that the girl who was bullied would not run away immediately, in that case he would still have a helper, and he would have a chance of winning.

Otherwise, today's fat beating cannot escape.

Just as he rode on the black man and raised his fist, a voice suddenly rang in his ear, making him stay where he was.

[Ding Dong, you have gained a little justice value for your heroism in front of a person, and you have activated the superman template system.Would you like to experience the novice Superman template? 】

(End of this chapter)