The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 348: Phoenix City Rat Infestation
ps: I checked for typos in the previous chapter, and could only correct 3,000 words. I was used to deleting 3,000 words after correcting them, and then continued to correct them below. As a result, I forgot to paste the above.

I have rewritten it and added it. Next time I will write it on another software to leave a copy. Otherwise, after posting it, I cannot withdraw it, and 3000 words will be lost. How annoying!!!
Phoenix Underground.

Groups of rats are attacking each other and biting each other madly.

Although the scene was chaotic, it was clear that the rats were divided into three groups.

There is a group of mice with less hair, a group of mice with more hair, and a group of mice without hair.

What they were fighting over was a leaking pipe outlet.

Although what leaked out was sewage, it was what these rats needed most.

Gradually, the group of hairless mice gained the upper hand, and the other two groups of mice began to retreat. This group of hairless mice did not chase them, but instead tilted their heads back and squeaked.

As if celebrating.

This should never exist among a pack of rats.

Among these hairless mice, some are obviously abnormally large.

He is almost one meter tall.

At first, Xiu Nuo ignored the spiritual energy rain. Some of it fell on people, and some of it spread the evil spirit. However, the rain
Eventually it will all flow into the sewer.

It was different from the time in Los Angeles. At that time in Los Angeles, Xiu Nuo was practicing Qi, and the rain that entered the sewers was all spiritual energy.

But our Phoenix is ​​different.

Especially the first group of rats that were infected.

And now, what they are fighting for is nothing else but the sewage pipe of Base No. 4.

At this moment, the celebrating hairless mouse suddenly fell silent because a figure walked over.

Gradually, the figure became clear. It was a huge hairless rat about 1.5 meters in size, standing on its hind legs.

Its tail was held high, its eyes were glowing red, and the way it walked was more like a human than a mouse.

After it appeared, the hairless mice crawled on the ground one by one.

As if kneeling before his king.

The rat walked to the sewer pipe and put its front paws into the water flowing out of the pipe.

Then, he swung his front paws, and streams of water with black mist were thrown out and landed on the mice.

A group of mice suddenly started chirping.

As if expressing gratitude.

And this huge upright rat seems to be bestowing grace.

While all this was happening, the sound of footsteps was heard.

The rats immediately became alert.

An unintelligible sound came out of the mouth of the upright rat, and then the rats retreated like a tide.

When they left, they also took away all the dead rats that had just been fighting for territory.

Along with it, the cockroaches in the sewer were also taken away.

However, there was something obviously wrong with the cockroach, as it was as big as a human fist.

A mouse was even gnawing at it as it backed away.

Soon, the owner of the footsteps came over.

"Did those damn rats do it again?" Two humans in hazmat suits said, "It's all rat hair."

"The rats in Phoenix are getting more aggressive now." The person next to him said, "See those bloodstains? I don't know if it's the cat that came in or the rats that are fighting."

"I'd like to get some cats." The first person to speak took out his tools and said, "Look at what these damn animals have done. When did they start to like chewing plastic so much?"

"Biological evolution." The person next to him began to fix the loophole: "You know, I watched some popular science videos before, saying that there are some microorganisms that can decompose plastic in our world now."

"Ah? You got tricked again, didn't you?"

"How can you say you were deceived? I think this is normal. Hundreds of millions of years ago, our world didn't even have bacteria that could decompose rotten meat and wood. They only appeared later. We are doing scientific research after all. Can you have some scientific common sense?"

"We're just repairmen, but our pipes keep breaking lately, and it's really annoying."

"Not bad." The person next to him said, "At least we are safe now. I heard that a combat team was attacked by a swarm of rats when they entered the underground. Mayor Mallory also hates those things."

"After several rat eradications, at least now we don't have to deal with those beasts."

"Why do we still carry guns? This thing completely affects our operations."

"We have to be on guard, don't we? Besides, those animals are very smart and have already known how to hide. We don't know what they ate. Last time, someone killed a rat as big as two palms."

"I watched the video, the mouse was chasing their cat all over the house."

The two were silent for a while, and the one who spoke first suddenly said, "Do you think it has something to do with the stuff in the lab?"

"People may not even survive, how can you expect mice to survive? Before the Key West incident, our failed products were directly burned to ashes."

"But why do I feel like there are more and more cases of rats attacking people recently?"

"Don't worry about it, it's fixed. Let's go back, this place stinks."

Two guys in hazmat suits left.

They didn't notice that behind them, on the ground, on the wall, and even on the top of the sewer, there were pairs of blood-red eyes staring at them.

Gradually, the rats came out, and the humanoid rat pointed at the pipe and shouted something to the other rats.

It was as if he was giving a lecture.

Then, it raised its claws, pushed aside the wall, and then plunged into a pipe.

Then water began to drip out of the pipe drop by drop.

Then the humanoid mouse continued to chirp, as if teaching the mice what to do.

Xiunuo once threw down three things in Phoenix.

These three things gave birth to a hero, the black man Sweet.

A lunatic, but he's been killed. The ring caused the shit in Key West.

A criminal, West's schoolmate Shulman, the one who took out all the guys who bullied him.

At this time, Shulman came to an abandoned community in Phoenix.

There are several such communities in Phoenix now, which used to be black communities.

But now, as black people are evicted or sent to Florida, there are more and more vacant communities like this.

These black communities fit your fantasy of slums, but without the blacks, they just became desolate and not as dirty as before.

The night light shone through the neighborhood, making everything seem eerie.

Schulman got out of the car and opened the trunk.

Following this action, red balls instantly lit up around him.

Shulman noticed this, but he didn't care.

He walked up to a manhole cover and knocked on it, then walked aside.

Then the manhole cover moved, and a huge hairless rat crawled out from it.

Shulman pointed to his trunk and said, "Go get it yourself."

The hairless mouse waved its claws, and a group of mice appeared from the surrounding area.

Schulman said dissatisfiedly: "I don't like these guys of yours. They will dirty my car. Can you move it out yourself?"

The hairless rat walked over and took out a corpse from the trunk.

A black body.

There have been a lot of missing persons cases in Phoenix recently, but the public is not aware of them.

Of course, the main reason here is that Base No. 4 also needs them.

Although Arizona has been sending people to Florida, Phoenix has not done so yet.

And some black people are missing in Phoenix. That's normal, isn't it?

Given the current crime rate in Phoenix, it is normal for some white people to go missing.

After the rat took out the corpse, it bit the corpse's neck directly, and did not leave the corpse until it had sucked the last drop of the black man's blood.

Immediately, a swarm of rats came forward and dragged the body into the sewer.

But the giant humanoid rat did not leave, but came to Shulman.

He stretched out his claws, and a black ball of mud appeared inside them.

If Xiu Nuo were here, he would find that the demonic energy contained in this mud pill is quite good.

Shulman reached out and took the mud ball: "Very good, we are even. You can go back now."

But the humanoid mouse was chirping something.

What’s even more outrageous is that Shulman actually understood it.

He said, "You did a very wise thing. He is the Dark Knight of Phoenix. Stay away from him if you see him or smell him. You are no match for him, and neither am I. Although I don't know how that guy became so powerful, I obviously work much harder than him."

The humanoid mouse continued to speak.

Shulman shook his head. "That guy only deals with criminals. As long as you don't show up, he won't notice you. Besides, he's my friend, one of the few friends I have."

The humanoid rat was silent for a moment.

Then, his rat mouth opened, and a hoarse, decayed, weird, distorted voice sounded from his throat: "Friend."

This scene is weirder than the overall appearance of this guy.

So much so that Shulman frowned and said, "Shut up now. Do you still want people to know that you can talk?"

Shulman touched the necklace around his neck and said, "I understand what you are saying. Just like you understand what I am saying, that laboratory has really developed some incredible things."

The humanoid mouse was chattering something again.

Shulman was stunned: "A group of strange guys came to the city? Are they powerful?"

"Is it still the same atmosphere as that laboratory?"

Shulman's eyes lit up. "Those guys who escaped from the Key West base?"

But apparently, this problem was too difficult for a mouse.

"Where are they?"

The mouse spoke.

Shulman frowned. "Fuck! I'm bargaining with a rat! Fine, I'll catch the guy, but I want 70% of what you make. Don't be dissatisfied. Damn, those guys must be really good. You're making a killing."

The mouse was chirping something.

Shulman shook his head. "You can go by yourself, but you should know with your current intelligence that it is not difficult for humans to deal with you. You can identify rat poison, but what about poison gas? What about thermal weapons? Those bullets can even penetrate concrete. You can't withstand it."

The mouse showed dissatisfaction on its face, but finally agreed.

It went back down the drain.

Shulman touched the necklace on his neck and said with emotion: "Since I got you, the world has become different."

The sun once again shone on Phoenix.

Shulman was driving and passed by a convenience store.

Then the car stopped.

Shulman walked into the store in front of him and said, "I'm hungry, thank you."

Then, Sweet, dressed as a waiter, came over and said with a smile, "Three pizzas, two to go, four Cokes, three to go, right Mr. Shulman?"

Shulman looked at the guy who was talking and said unhappily, "You're disgusted with me so early in the morning, aren't you, Sweet?"

Sweet laughed and said, "No, you are the boss now, Shulman, unlike me, who still has to work here."

"Your family's situation doesn't require you to work."

"I'm grown up now, right?" Sweet said and walked back: "Wait a minute, the things will be here soon."

"Add one more today, it's my treat."

"It's work time now, Shulman." Sweet said helplessly.

Shulman shouted to the counter, "Hey, Old Pete, how about I pay double and let Sweet have breakfast with me?"

A Latino boss poked his head out and said, "How about triple? I'll come over and have dinner with you, too."

"Then I can only pay half the price, because seeing you makes me sick."

"Fuck you, Shulman! After you made some money, did you forget how you begged your Uncle Pete to give you a Coke?"

"That was a gift from you, don't expect me to pay for it now."

After a while, Sweet came over and looked at the tip on the table. Sweet said helplessly: "You know, I don't need it."

Shulman said nonchalantly, "Sweet, you're going to college in the future. Let me take this opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of tipping you. You don't know how much I envied you before."

"Then you should give me a hundred dollars!" Sweet took the money and asked, "How is business?"

"Not bad." Shulman said.

"Actually." Sweet pursed his lips but still didn't say it.

Shulman said nonchalantly: "I know what you are going to say. It is not a good idea to send our black compatriots away, right? Because their home is here. Many people call me a traitor, but I don't care."

"You know me. I went to a community school. I came to your place because there were no more black people. I did all this to make money so that my family could live a better life. To be honest, if most of the black people in Phoenix are sent away, my family will also move to Miami."

"what?"

Schulman looked at Sweet: "This is not a city for black people. We all know that."

“But this is our home.”

Shulman shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe our home is in Africa? Don't be so nostalgic. If you get into college, Sweet, believe me. Get out of this damn city!"

Sweet just gritted his teeth.

He actually had reasons for not wanting to leave, as the people here still needed his protection.

"Oh, by the way." Shulman took a bite of pizza and said, "Some strange things happened recently."

Sweet's eyes lit up: "Strange?"

"Yeah." Shulman said casually, "The guy I was in contact with disappeared again. Two people disappeared before. When they were found, the bodies were smelly and no one knew who did it. I spent a lot of effort to explain to the city hall that it wasn't done by black people."

At this point, Schulman sighed: "I hope that guy just went to a strip club to fool around, otherwise I don't know how to explain it."

Sweet took out a piece of pizza and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked, "Where did this happen?"

"That's on Dorante Street." Shulman shook his head. "There are obviously only white people there, but those bastards in the city hall insisted that it was done by black people. If a black person gets within a hundred meters of that street, he will be beaten up. They know this better than anyone else."

Sweet nodded, thinking about something.

After a while, Sweet's thoughts were interrupted by Shulman: "What are you thinking about? I've finished eating, and you're still eating your piece."

"Huh? Oh, nothing, I was thinking about school." Sweet said.

"Then take your time eating. I'm going to go back first. My family must not have had breakfast yet."

"Okay, be safe on the road Shulman."

"I'm safe," Schulman said, taking out two hundred dollars and putting it on the table. "You've made a fortune, old Pete."

"Welcome to visit us next time, little bastard!"

The smile on Shulman's face disappeared instantly as he left here and got into the car.

He looked at the small shop, shook his head slightly, and said, "You have such great abilities, but you are only working as a waiter here. Being kind will be taken advantage of, Sweet."

As time went by, night soon fell.

Schulman waited, mask on.

There were two dangerous guys hiding in the building opposite him.

At this time they had just tied someone in.

At this time, a black figure was moving across the rooftop. He was wearing a hood of the Hoodie Man and a replica of the Hoodie Man's armor.

Shulman shook his head: "Come on, Sweet, you are the superhero of Phoenix."

ps: This is a picture I came up with, please help me give it a name. I was typing on my phone before, so I can't draw any illustrations. By the way, you should be able to read it after refreshing the previous chapter.

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