The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 32: This is the rescue station
Looking at the angry look in front of him, Xiu Nuo knew that the boss was right, but...
I understand that you didn't dare to stop those black people, but I didn't see you call the police.

Just when Xiu Nuo was about to do something, a voice suddenly sounded beside him: "Hey, hey, calm down, boss. It looks like my friend just got here, right?"

Xiunuo saw a short Asian man running towards him, with a friendly smile on his face, but he was dirty and stumbling when he spoke.

"Pay."

The little guy quickly asked Xiu Nuo, "Do you have money? This bastard is a Korean. He has fooled all the newcomers around him, especially those who don't know English. He has sent several of them to jail."

This is said in the native language.

The boss frowned instantly: "What are you talking about?"

Xiunuo took out money from his pocket, but instead of giving it directly to the boss, he walked into the store and put the things on the counter.

When the boss saw that Xiunuo was rich, his expression immediately changed.

Then, he saw Xiunuo put the money away.

"I'm sorry, I really thought this was a rescue station."

After saying that, Xiunuo was about to leave.

Then, he was dragged by the boss again: "You want to leave without paying?"

Xiu Nuo's expression became amused: "I put the things down, and I have to pay for it?"

"You've already taken it!"

Xiu Nuo looked at the little man: "Does America have a rule that you have to buy it if you pick it up?"

The little guy curled his lips: "Of course not, I said, he is a bastard."

Xiu Nuo shook his arm and broke free. Then, he raised his hand and slammed the boss's head on the counter. He said calmly, "I'll give you two choices. Either you shut up now, or I'll make you shut up forever. What do you think?"

The boss tried to struggle to get up several times, but he felt like a mountain was pressing down on his head!
"I'm sorry, sir! I'm sorry!" The boss, feeling like his head was about to explode, panicked: "Can you please forgive me? I'm just a poor guy, I was just robbed by those niggers."

Xiunuo let go of his hand and walked straight out, and the little guy quickly followed.

Then, there was a slamming sound of a door closing behind them.

Xiu Nuo looked back and saw the boss standing behind the door, shouting, "Eastern robbers! I wish you never see the sun tomorrow!"

Xiu Nuo looked at the little guy and said, "Why is this guy like a dog? He barks when the door is closed?"

"He's just like that." The little guy snorted, "He only dares to bully Asians. If you replace him with a black guy, he won't dare to say a word. Watch me!"

As he spoke, the little guy took out his cell phone.

"You want to call the police?"

“No.” The little guy shook his head. “There’s a sentence I can’t say, so I found a translation software. I only know some simple ones, which I learned in the past two months.”

"It's okay, you tell me, I'll do it."

"Okay, then just say that."

After hearing this, Xiu Nuo was full of questions, but he still shouted to the Korean boss: "Thank you, but do you want to go home and take a look? I heard that the soldier stationed there has taken a fancy to your mother!"

In an instant, the boss, who was originally yelling, suddenly had his face flushed red.

The little guy smacked his lips and said, "He didn't even open the door and rushed out. Do we really need a white person to piss him off to death?"

"What do you mean?"

"If a white person comes and says that the United States is going to withdraw its troops from their side, this guy will definitely rush out and argue with that guy without caring about his life."

Although Xiu Nuo didn't understand what was going on, he still smiled. The little guy introduced himself: "Li Yang, I've been here for three months."

"Xiunuo, just arrived."

"I see." Li Yang said beside Xiu Nuo, "Otherwise you definitely wouldn't have gone in."

"That's what I'm wondering too." Xiu Nuo asked the question that puzzled him: "Are those black guys gang members?"

"No, the gang members don't look down on them. They are just a bunch of homeless people. Even the gang members despise the homeless people in the slums."

"Isn't this the city center? Why is it a slum?"

"This place is different from our home." Li Yang said as if he was used to it: "Rich people are either in a building or in the suburbs. This is indeed the center, but who says there can't be homeless people in the city center? At least the business here is quite developed."

"I see. So, those black people are very powerful?"

"No, this is thanks to American law." Li Yang sat down on the side of the road and said casually, "They have introduced a new law. If theft is less than a certain amount of dollars, it is just a misdemeanor and the whole community will do the work. If you stop them and cause those robbers to get hurt, not only will they not be held responsible, they can also sue you for a large sum of money!"

Xiunuo's eyes widened slightly: "Legal robbery?"

"Isn't there a misdemeanor?"

"Don't tell me this is just for black people?"

"In fact, the law faces everyone, but no one wants to deal with these black people. They robbed things and ran away. The police were too lazy to deal with them. They have too many cases on hand, and American prisons are already overcrowded. You came from the South, right?"

"of course."

"You should know the situation in the prisons. It's not just the border prisons. Every prison in America is overcrowded. So, it's just that they didn't pay. If people like this were locked up, the police would die of exhaustion. The biggest problem is the lack of beds and insufficient expenses. Oh, many prisons here are privately owned, so they have to consider profitability."

"This is the first time I've heard that a prison can be privately run!" Xiunuo was a little bit unbelieving.

"Just get used to it. America is full of magical places."

"But, if that's the case, why did that guy threaten me with this?"

Li Yang grinned: "Because the police will really arrest us. To be frank, this kind of zero-dollar shopping is really exclusive to these black and Mexican people and some white trash. Asians? Especially those from our side, if you dare to do this, you will be arrested and sent to prison."

“Isn’t it about community labor?”

"We don't have skin. If you dare to do this, they might throw you in for espionage for disrupting public order. This is a free and democratic country, so free that the law can be adjusted based on your skin color. How about that, free enough, right?"

Xiu Nuo's mouth twitched: "It's indeed free enough."

"It's going to be dark soon." Li Yang looked at the sky and said, "Hurry up and find a place to stay. You won't die! Hurry up and leave!"

Xiu Nuo followed Li Yang's gaze and found that not far away, there were a few black men looking at this side.

"Looking for us."

"You shouldn't have taken out the cash just now." Li Yang whispered, "Hurry up and get rid of them. You have money, stop a car and leave here."

"What about you?" Xiunuo looked at Li Yang.

"Me?" Li Yang said nonchalantly, "I'm just a penniless homeless man. If they rob me, maybe I can give him a piece of fried chicken and a bottle of juice left over from lunch."

After saying that, Li Yang seemed to have thought of something: "Oh, by the way, if it's convenient, let's add Green Bubble? Or, if you have one, you can add Facebook. Have you registered?"

"I'd better call you." Xiu Nuo stood up and called a number and said, "Wait for me for a while. I'll come back to you after I deal with the problem."

After saying that, Xiunuo left. Looking at Xiunuo's back and the few black men chasing after him, Li Yang was a little confused.

"Wait a minute? Are you planning to fight with them? Do you want me to wait and collect your body?"

(End of this chapter)