The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 135: The only chance to fight back

Jonas turned off the TV.

He tilted his head back slightly and took a deep breath.

Beside him, Dak swallowed hard and looked at Jonas beside him: "Did the boss teach him this?"

Jonas nodded. "I think so. I know what the boss taught him to say, but I don't know what it is specifically. Dak, what do you think?"

Dak was silent for a long time before he couldn't help asking, "Joe, are you sure the boss is an illegal immigrant from the East? Or did he come from Mexico?"

"of course."

"Are you sure he knew nothing about this place before he came here?"

"That's right." Jonas smiled bitterly. "You know what? He was even shocked by the nearly 100 genders we have here."

"So, everything he's doing now is something he learned recently?"

"Yes, Dake, what are you going to say?"

Dak's mouth twitched, and then he said, "I think if it weren't for the skin color issue, Boss could have run for president. I now kind of believe that Xiong En can become governor."

Jonas quickly waved his hand: "No, that's different, Dak, Xiong En's talent is his own, it really has nothing to do with the boss."

"Okay, but how did the boss do it? The biggest obstacle used to be these mainstream media, but I believe that after this live broadcast, these mainstream media will be the first to join the army to fight against the Kovo Group. They will charge harder than those guys on the Internet!"

"Because you were touched?"

"Don't make trouble, Jonas. You know why. But, Jonas, do you know how the boss is going to end this? In this situation, let alone the Kovo Group, even if it's the president, I think the angry people can bring him down. And the people will never give up until he rolls down from that position!"

"I do not know."

"Let the Kovo Group receive the punishment it deserves?"

"Do you think the boss is that kind of person?"

"Uh." Dak thought of the mayor whose head was hung on the hotel, and also thought of Thompson who was hung on the street lamp. He shook his head: "You mean, the boss will handle it himself? Speaking of which, he seems to have accepted the identity of the Hoodie Man now."

"Don't try to guess what he's thinking, Dake. A month ago, we might have been his teachers, but now, he has left us so far behind that we can't even see his taillights. The only thing we can do now is to wait and see how this matter ends."

"Do you know where the boss is now?"

"I don't know. He asked me some questions about the legal problems that Toran Covo might have and then disappeared. He just said he wanted to go to the ghetto."

Toran Covo has returned to one of his villas.

His villa now has security that fully meets his requirements, but Tolan knows that none of these security guards are his own!

But I still have to pay them! Damn those bastards!

As for his driver, that Rawl, he was standing next to him at this moment.

At this point, Tolan simply threw his phone out.

"Kill me, Rawl." Tolan said.

Luo Er's expression was calm: "Calm down, sir, your mission is to kill that black man at all costs."

"Kill him?" Tolan raised his voice. "Are you kidding me, Rawl? Look at what he said! Look at what he said! There is no such person in our database! But what he said sounded like the truth!"

"We don't have any experimental data records or even surveillance videos. We are clearly the mastermind behind this! We are the murderer they claim, but we can't even prove that this bastard is a fake!"

"Do you know why, Luo Er? Because every name he mentioned is true! It all depends on how he makes up the story. Unfortunately, this nigger and the team behind him made up a story that can make the people disregard the law and tear us to pieces alive!"

Luo Er just said calmly: "But, fake is fake after all, right? That person didn't even explain how he escaped from the underground laboratory and passed through layers of surveillance, right?"

"Who cares!" Tolan almost roared at Roll, "Who the hell cares! Who cares how he got out now!"

"Luo Er, you know what! There is no need for logic here, because he escaped, he had to escape! He is no longer a nigger, but our lovely people's yearning for justice and light! They will come up with countless reasons to fill the logical loopholes for this damn nigger!"

"We are finished, Luo Er, finished!" Tolan sat down in his seat dejectedly: "So, believe me, killing me now may be the wisest choice."

Just as Tolan finished speaking, the phone rang.

But it wasn't his. Rolle answered the call and handed the phone to Tolan.

Tolan took the phone and took a deep breath: "General."

"Is this what you did, Tolan?"

"You can kill me right now." At this moment, Tolland felt extremely calm: "We have completely lost, there is no hope of a comeback. I don't believe you can't see the general."

"I don't care." Bolick's words brought Tolan back to reality.

Tolan realized something after he had just said the word "you" and said, "It's the information, right?"

"Tolan, you have to understand." Bolick said in a cold voice: "I don't care what the public opinion will be like. I don't care what kind of support this guy will get from the people. I only know that he is the only one who ran out of the laboratory. Yes, there is no hope of turning the tables now, but at the same time..."

"Our opponents put all their offensive means on this black man. He has a good story. I can't even think of a better story. But as long as he shuts up, there will be no more stories."

"Catch him and find our information, Tolan, and I can ensure that you continue to live your previous life, otherwise your end will be ten thousand times more painful than death. I will not answer your calls until this matter is handled. Think about your family as well as yourself."

After saying these words, Bolick hung up the phone.

Tolan looked at his phone, then threw it to the ground in anger!
Luo Er saw this scene but didn't say anything.

Tolan thought for a long time. Suddenly, Tolan looked up with an expression of sudden enlightenment on his face. He said, "We really need to do something. That guy should have been in LAPD all along, right?"

"Master, what are you going to do?"

"Expose his lies." Tolan's speech speed became faster: "Yes! Just do it! It suddenly occurred to me that this might be our only chance to turn the tables. We are completely unaware of what happened in the laboratory, right?"

"It's true that the lab is mine. We also know about the experiments. But they are all volunteers. They have signed contracts with us, right? Although our methods are inhumane, they are not some bullshit victims. Instead, they are a group of great people who have dedicated themselves to science, or a group of something else!"

"Master, are you crazy? No one will believe this."

"Whether you believe it or not is one thing, whether you say it or not is another. The more explosive the public opinion is, the more we need a fair judicial trial and the more we need to demonstrate procedural justice. If I go to court, I will not have committed any serious crime."

Luo Er said calmly: "Just to remind you, they have the laboratory information."

Hearing this, Tolan laughed. He finally laughed again. The old capitalist straightened his clothes, put away his previous hysteria, and returned to his superior demeanor.

"Do you know, Luo Er, why have you, a spy who hid so deeply, been arranged by Bolick to be my driver? You should be very good over there, right? When were you recruited by him? When I sponsored you to go to college?"

There was a slight change in Luo Er's expression, which had been calm until then.

"Let me tell you, Roll." Tolan walked up to Roll, his face full of sarcasm: "Because you are just a mud-legged peasant! Your background is rubbish! So no matter how outstanding you are, your cheap brain can't figure out what they want! Bolick doesn't care whether I live or die, or what happens to you, or what public opinion is like. He only cares about one thing!"

"That's how much information that group of people have. And what they are willing to disclose! As long as they disclose it, they will analyze their purpose! It is possible to find their whereabouts, which is what those people need."

"In fact, if it is really necessary, let alone me, your General Bolick will also be sacrificed! So, I am not going to listen to what that damn Bolick says anymore. I am going to change my boss."

As if to prove his words, Tolan suddenly shouted, "Someone come in! Where's my security?"

Two security guards walked in.

"You heard what I said, right?"

The two security guards looked at each other and nodded.

"Please pass on a message for me. I want them to protect my safety. I will hold a press conference to admit my mistake and turn myself in to the LAPD. I will tell everyone that the nigger is a liar! I will die with him and force the guy behind the nigger to show up!"

A security guard walked out, and came back after a while: "Besides security, what else do you need, boss?"

Tolan grinned and pointed at Luo Er: "I want him dead. If you want me to help them, this bastard who has sucked my blood for nearly 30 years must die!"

Luo Er's eyes widened instantly.

A security guard came up and pressed Rawl onto the table.

Rawl didn't understand what was going on yet, he shouted, "I'm General Bolick's man! Damn it! Don't you know that?"

But the person behind him didn't respond at all.

Tolan looked at the scene in front of him with great satisfaction. He reached out and patted Roll's face with a look of pity: "Oh, poor Roll, my loyal driver. I told you that your lowly brain will never understand how the rules of the game in this world work."

(End of this chapter)