The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 56: Some people don’t know
The window on the second floor was broken, and a head fell from the second floor onto the striptease stage on the first floor.

The noise stunned everyone on the first floor. They looked at the heads on the stage and saw several strippers running away screaming in fear.

After seeing the head, the crowd was silent for a few seconds, and then someone cheered, and in an instant, the crowd became lively again!
Even more lively than before!
Xiu Nuo, who was standing on the second floor, couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene.

What kind of monsters are these?
Xiu Nuo seemed to have some understanding of where the merits of the Heavenly Dao came from.

Maybe in the eyes of the 'Heaven' here, I am the one who is fucking right?

Looking at the even more excited crowd below, Xiunuo began to waver in his identity as a demon for the first time.

After thinking about it, Xiunuo jumped directly down from the second floor and landed on the stage.

"Wow! New show!" someone screamed.

Looking at the crazy look of the group of people below, Xiunuo raised his gun. With a gunshot, a speaker suddenly went silent.

Xiunuo kicked the head under his feet and then said, "Tobyin Moore, look at this head, you should know him."

Only then did everyone notice the face of the head. For a moment, most people were silent and even the music stopped.

Finally, someone recognized Xiu Nuo's outfit and immediately said excitedly, "Sweatshirt Man!"

Xiunuo shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that someone has recognized me. Do you know what I want to say? Tobyin is dead!"

Xiu Nuo raised the corner of his mouth, pointed at a few places and said: "There, there, and there, those places have what you want. I mean, everything here, from now on, is yours!"

There was a brief silence among the crowd at first, and then there were roars and cheers. Some rushed to the bar, some rushed to the second floor, and some rushed to the warehouse.

Of course, some people who understood the situation ran outside, but Xiu Nuo did not stop them.

Because the scenes here are even more exciting. A guy who just got a bag of flour was knocked down by a chair. Before he could taste it, he was hit on the head by a wine bottle.

The wild revelry at the nightclub instantly turned into a hell that showcased the evil of human nature!

But no one noticed the black air lingering among the crowd.

Xiunuo closed his eyes slightly, and the demonic energy surging in his body finally gave him a sense of familiarity and security.

He looked around and a black flame flew out from his palm and flew towards the bar.

As more and more fires broke out, some people regained their senses and began to run away, but most people were still fighting for everything in front of them.

Gradually, the whole nightclub was burning.

Outside, many people stopped to watch. They all knew where this place was, and many people noticed that the fire here seemed a bit similar to one somewhere else.

Then, someone saw a guy in a sweatshirt walking out of the burning nightclub.

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

They looked at the figure walking out of the flames and their bodies involuntarily stepped back.

Apart from
A black guy.

This guy actually came up to me with a cell phone in his hand.

There is never a shortage of weirdos in America. There was a hostage with a knife at his neck who took out his cell phone to record a video while facing the police gun and the gleaming blade on his neck.

Amid the puzzled questioning of the robbers and police, he said he did it to post the video online.

At this time, the black guy ran in front of Xiunuo, pointed his phone at Xiunuo who was wearing sunglasses, and his voice was trembling: "Are you the sweater man?"

Xiu Nuo looked at this guy who dared to come forward and felt a little strange. He nodded slightly: "What's the matter, sir?"

"Did you do this?"

"You've been here all the time, haven't you?" Xiunuo asked back.

The black guy quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, I was just passing by and happened to see the fire here."

"So you don't know where this is?"

"Of course I know. The Long Legs Bar is the territory of the Night Gang." "Oh? So, you know this is the territory of the gang? And you know which gang's territory it is?"

“This” the black guy was a little confused: “Everyone in Compton knows this, right?”

Xiu Nuo shook his head facing the phone and said meaningfully: "The police don't know, right?"

The black guy trembled violently. At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was about to grow a brain!
Xiu Nuo looked at the others and shouted, "Okay, everyone, stop watching the fun. Can anyone help call the police? Let's get someone to put out the fire quickly."

Xiu Nuo said as he looked at the black guy in front of him: "What's your name?"

"Lowell, Lowell Northam, sir."

"Very good, Rowell." Xiu Nuo looked at him with a smile: "Do you have a car? I still have the second half."

Rowell nodded quickly: "Of course! You can go wherever you want! But...can I keep my phone on?"

"Yes. We should help each other. This is what we should do."

Rowell quickly led Xiunuo to his car. He continued to speak, "I won't slap you in the face, sir. You are a hero! But obviously the police don't think so. Do you allow the content of our conversation today to appear on the Internet?"

"It's your right, Lowell. This is a free country, isn't it? I'm going to this place."

Lowell started the car immediately, while Xiuno was still typing on his cell phone.

"What are you looking for?" Lowell just glanced at it and said quickly, "You can ask me anything about Compton. I grew up here! I love this place so much that I gave up going to college to stay here."

Xiunuo: “.”

These black people are really shameless sometimes. Not being qualified to go to college turns into loving this land in their mouths.

Xiunuo had his own reasons for getting on this car. Looking at the phone that was only facing Rowell, Xiunuo, who got a reply, said, "It seems that the DEA has not been doing anything in Compton recently."

"Well, it seems so. It's not time yet."

Xiu Nuo then continued: "Then do you know the name Tobyin Moore?"

"The boss of the Night Kingdom gang, the living dead Tobyne, his name is well-known to everyone in Compton."

"Don't be so cautious, Lowell. He's already dead. Before he died, he told me a place. Did you see the destination just now?"

Lowell was a little excited. "What's there? His treasure? As a native Comptonian, I can swear to you that there's actually nothing there. Gangsters don't like to go there."

Xiu Nuo said quietly, "He said there is a temporary warehouse of the DEA there. I was very curious and decided to go take a look. Obviously the DEA hasn't done much in Compton recently, so why is there a temporary warehouse here?
As a result, Compton was even more excited than him when he said this: "Bad cops! It must be the DEA who stole the stuff that doesn't belong to them!! I knew it! These bastards! Helping one group of drug dealers to fight another group of drug dealers is what they often do!"

"how do you know?"

"Because my uncle is the victim! He said he would sponsor me to go to college, oh, poor thing..." Before he finished speaking, Lowell realized that something was wrong and quickly changed his words: "I mean, I have never done such a thing. I don't do anything illegal. I am just a law-abiding black car driver."

As if he thought his explanation was not enough, Rowell continued, "The FBI once disclosed this matter, but they did not investigate it in depth. The guy died on the street two years ago. He was robbed by a drug addict. This matter is available on the Internet. So, do you understand? What I know is actually what I saw on the Internet."

"Uh, I think I understand."

"So, what are you going to do here? We're just around the corner."

Xiunuo said calmly, “Some things should be reduced to ashes in the darkness of the night.”

The car had just turned an intersection, and at the end ahead, there were already quite a few police cars parked, and some police officers had even just opened their car doors and were preparing to get out.

Xiu Nuo raised his eyebrows: "What did you do?"

"I didn't call the police, sir. I really didn't. I don't believe these guys. I was just broadcasting live." Rowell's voice was so nervous that it didn't sound like a lie. "It might have been someone in the live broadcast room who did it. I don't know! What should we do now?"

"Speed ​​up and rush over." After Xiunuo answered, he suddenly said, "Everyone in Compton, are you ready for your carnival night?"

"Ah? What did you say?" Lowell said, looking at the co-pilot, then he was completely dumbfounded as he stepped on the accelerator.

Because Xiunuo, who was just in the co-pilot seat, had disappeared, as if he had never appeared here.

(End of this chapter)