The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 214: What They Care About
Ruel Byron, a perfectly normal elite kid.

As a student, he didn't have to work hard for those damn credits in school. He neglected his studies and attended various parties every day. This was not because he was a genius.

But it’s because he was born into a good family.

His father was a senator from California.

At this time, his parents were not in Los Angeles, so he used the house to hold parties.

This is a tactic often used by these second-generation rich people who are rich but not that rich.

In addition to the fraternity brothers, there were also some sororities.

There were girls playing and frolicking in the swimming pool, while Ruhl was smoking with a few friends.

"It's getting harder and harder to find contraband in Los Angeles." Ruhl patted his brother beside him and said, "Thank goodness you're not a weakling, you can get a lot of it in from outside."

"I know, I'll be busy in the future. But to be honest, I really don't like doing these things. If I can't help it, I won't do it." The guy looked dissatisfied: "LAPD is like crazy, and so is the DEA. Why haven't I seen them like arresting people so much before? Now it's good. Several drug dealers I contacted before have been arrested."

"I heard that the drug dealers in Los Angeles seemed to be fighting each other." A man next to him exhaled a puff of smoke and asked curiously: "Ruhl, do you know what's going on?"

"I don't have the time to care about what happens between those drug dealers in Los Angeles." Ruhl said with disdain: "Why should I care about them? If they are gone, they are gone. The last thing America needs is drug dealers."

"Speaking of which, Ruhl, don't you have a game next? Don't you need a urine test?"

Ruhl waved his hand: "I'm calculating the time. This community only has one incident a month. I don't have to worry about this for the next six months."

"You are so lucky"

Just as the people in the room were chatting more and more excitedly, they suddenly heard a scream coming from outside.

Several people looked at each other, then quickly opened the door and looked down from the second floor.

But what they saw shocked them.

They saw a dozen crazy guys rushing into their yard and starting to rummage through drawers and cabinets looking for something.

The people who come to the party are all students. You can let them bully their classmates, but they will be scared if they face this group of guys who don't look normal at all.

Some of the group had already smelled something, and they looked up, and then this person said excitedly: "It's on top! On top!"

The people around Ruhl were all panicked at this moment: "Who are these people?"

"How would I know?" Ruhl was also panicked. He didn't remember offending these people.

"Call the police! Call the police quickly!" Someone took out his cell phone.

But his phone was snatched away by Ruhl: "Are you an idiot? Don't you know what we are doing now? I don't want my dad to meet me in the LAPD!"

Just as Ruhl said this, the door of the room was knocked open with a bang.

A group of people rushed in like crazy.

Luer held on tightly to the person next to him, and he was so frightened that he didn't even dare to shout a word.

Then he saw the group of people rushing to their table, picking up the things on it and starting what they were doing before, not even letting go of the things that fell on the ground.

The person next to him saw this scene and seemed to understand something. He whispered: "Rule, I seem to know who they are. They are a group... a group." Without using adjectives, Rule knew what they were.

"What do we do now?" someone asked, "Will these people leave after they use up these things?"

"I'll make a call." Ruhl really didn't know what to do, so he could only take out his cell phone and call his father.

However, not everyone can be as calm as Ruhr and his gang.

Or rather, such a coward.

When the supply of a large number of toxic insects suddenly ran out, the first to suffer were the free injection sites.

Although these places are often the targets of robbery, they are usually there to steal money.

But now these people are here to steal things.

Once these people get excited, they will rob and beg those individual drug dealers.

Some people wanted to go back to the previous channels to buy some supplies to solve their urgent needs, but they found that the previous drug dealers could no longer be contacted.

So, more and more individual suppliers are being robbed.

Among them, there are some special guys who, in order to "protect" their own goods, will tell these guys who are about to get too excited where to find what they need.

As a result, this high-end community, which used to be safe from all chaos, is now like being invaded by zombies.

A coward like Ruhr can let these guys succeed, but it's another matter when they encounter those with a bad temper.
Duck's estate.

Xiu Nuo looked at his phone, smacked his lips and shook his head as he read: "Too scary, can these guys be so crazy?"

Coffey was also watching in shock. "Why is it so chaotic? Where are the police? How do they get into these communities?"

"Police?" Xiu Nuo said with a smile: "Where do you think the police are now? Kofi, where is the most chaotic place now?"

Coffey was slightly startled, then suddenly said: "Those official injection sites."

"That's a lot of tax revenue. We can ignore the people on the road for now, but we have to protect that place. Most of the police are there now. Plus, there are a lot of people on administrative leave in the LAPD recently. Isn't it normal that there are no patrols in these wealthy communities?"

Coffey reached out and swiped the video on Xiunuo's phone twice. Although the picture was a little different, the content did not change.

In this era where everyone is a self-media, "recording life" is not just an empty phrase.

As Kofi was watching the videos, he suddenly stopped and said, "Someone's dead! Repair!"

Xiu Nuo glanced at his phone and said nonchalantly, "Isn't this normal? You break into someone's house and you don't allow them to shoot in self-defense? It would be strange if no one died, right?"

Kofi looked at Xiunuo in shock: "You knew someone would die, right?"

"Of course, that's their value, isn't it? Since you've touched this thing and are willing to become a poisonous insect, it's normal that you don't die a good death."

Xiu Nuo smiled and said, "And Kofi, you said those politicians don't care about votes during non-election periods, and don't care what the people below are protesting about. But you and they seem to have forgotten that those who support Xiong En are not normal people. Normal people will not go crazy for a politician who has just debuted. Even if the politician they support the most loses the election, they will probably just take to the streets to protest."

"But this group of people is different.. These guys can no longer be considered human beings, but a group of time bombs. What does it matter whether they care about the public's opinion? Isn't it enough to deal with those they care about?"

(End of this chapter)