In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

The black man's fire resistance was indeed at its maximum. Li Xiao chuckled and walked to the automatic beverage machine.

The stickers displayed on the screen are for Coca-Cola, Sprite, coffee, etc., and they are all free to collect; only the cups cost money.

Li Xiao took out his phone and scanned the disposable paper cup vending machine. After paying three dollars, a disposable paper cup rolled out of the dispenser. It looked quite sturdy.

Li Xiao filled the glass to the brim with cola, drank it down with gusto, and then let out a huge burp, finally feeling refreshed.

"What would you like to eat? We've already ordered." After ordering on the iPad, Zha Kang handed it to Gen Shinji. "Madam, it's your turn to order."

"Just give me some hamburgers and fried chicken, and make sure they're extra large, I have a big appetite."

Hamburger shops are nothing more than these high-calorie fast food options, nothing fancy, just enough to fill your stomach.

Genji nodded, swiped across the screen, glanced at the large heart-shaped double set meal displayed, and then furtively pressed the button.

Li Xiao chose an empty seat and sat down. At that moment, two black men next to him, chewing chicken bones and talking in a rambling rural accent, caught his attention.

"That Bob the delivery guy deserves it! He doesn't smoke, doesn't party, and he even wants to go to college! That damn guy wants to be like those low-class white guys and get an office job! Don't eat the pickled radish!"

"But seriously, his brother is really something. He actually kidnapped his own mother to buy drugs. That's so cool. And I heard he sold her to the boss for $3000. They might use her as a siren tonight."

"Hey bro, your news stinks even more than your dad's swallow's roe. Bob's mom's already floating in the ocean, Bob's next."

Bob? Isn't that the black guy who brought him the bed? Li Xiao still has a very deep memory of this person. Despite being in the mire, he held firm to his principles and refused to be corrupted by the outside world. Li Xiao still remembers the pride he felt when he expressed that he supported his mother and younger brother with his own hands.

How could his brother commit such a heinous crime in just one day?

Li Xiao's expression turned serious; Bob must be in great pain inside.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up, or we'll miss the show."

"When I cut off his lower body, I need his basket so I can hang it on my belt as a trophy."

After the two black men finished speaking, they quickly finished chewing the whole chicken, bones and all, and picked up the baseball caps on the table to leave.

As they passed the order counter, they saw Gen Shinji with his arms crossed, waiting to pick up his food, and subconsciously whistled.

"Hey easy girl, we're having a three-person party and we're just one person short. Do you want to come? It's a fantastic event, guaranteed to give you a double dose of amazing pleasure!"

After saying that, the black man thrust his groin forward, using lewd language and gestures to provoke her. Some Asian women with ABC (American-born Chinese) features would actively seek him out for sex.

His dark skin was particularly attractive to these women with fresh body odor. He liked to tattoo spade marks on the bellies of these bitches, the symbol representing that each of them was one of his lesbians.

However, compared to those women whose laughter is exaggerated to the point of being bizarre, this sweetheart in front of me is absolutely stunning.

He wouldn't mind taking the initiative to invite her once, and he was confident that the girl would definitely come to the party with him. The black guy was very confident; easy girls are basically all like that.

A hint of disgust flashed in Li Xiao's eyes. Black people really have a lot of inherent flaws. Compared to them, Bob is like a breath of fresh air in a quagmire. To put it bluntly, he is a racial knight.

Gen Shinji turned around coldly, flicked the hilt with his thumb, and the blade sprang up.

Swish!

A flash of cold light appeared, and the black man who had been making the taunting remarks froze instantly. Then, his head rolled off his collarbone like a broken celery root, and blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, spraying onto the ceiling and falling like mist. For a moment, the entire burger shop was shrouded in a faint bloody shadow.

Another Black man turned pale with fright. Just as he was about to pull a gun from his crotch, a strong hand landed on his shoulder blade, fingers clenching tightly. The bone creaked and screamed in agony, and the hand froze.

Please! Don't kill me!

Blackie bent down, the pinched end making him twitch in pain, and he unconsciously lowered his center of gravity as if to reduce the pain.

"Tell me, where is Bob?"

"Hey bro, I'd better just behave and don't try anything funny."

Constantine then chimed in, not knowing who Bob was, but since his good friend had spoken up, how could he not lend a hand?

Upon hearing the word "nigger," the young Black man seemed to trigger some deep-seated code, and he began to twist and prepare to charge at Constantine.

Li Xiao had already subdued them, yet this prisoner still dared to act recklessly; this race's brains were indeed not very sharp.

This reminded him of the vibranium spears of Wakanda, whose materials were no less than divine iron, yet they used primitive fighting methods.

Without pulling back, the young Black man's shoulder blades cracked instantly under Li Xiao's strange grip.

"what!"

The black man let out a terrible scream and dared not make any further movement.

"I'll talk, I'll talk. Bob's being held captive over there. You'll see when you get there. Can you spare my life?"

This place is near Park Street, which is quite close to my home.

"Very well, I promise you, I'll spare your life." Li Xiao nodded and decisively released his grip. The black man fled in panic as if he had been granted a pardon. Li Xiao glanced at Yuan Zhensi.

The latter understood immediately, grabbed his katana and chased after them outside. A moment later, a piercing scream came from outside and then stopped abruptly. Gen Shinji carried the head into the hamburger shop and placed it in front of the order counter.

The young white man behind him looked blank, as if he was used to this kind of bloodshed.

"No, why did you bring the head back after killing someone?" Li Xiao was a little confused. Was she treating this place like a mercenary guild to collect her bonus?

"I thought you were useful." Gen Shinji frowned. Why did this brat turn his back on him like that? He turned around and looked disgusted. He was really asking for a beating. Gen Shinji slammed his head into the trash can.

There was a loud thud.

Li Xiao rubbed his forehead. This woman was really straightforward. What use was his brain? Was it for making soup? He was just reminding her to start, but she misunderstood him.

"Thank goodness, the burgers aren't stained with blood." Constantine, carrying several large paper bags, casually stuffed three bills into the dazed clerk's hand. "Sorry, this is for cleaning fees. You can sell these two corpses for the money. Don't be shy."

"Thank you, sir. Don't worry, I won't call the police."

The clerk happily accepted it. Usually, when encountering robbery or murder, whether it was the perpetrator or the retaliator, they would basically finish and leave, leaving the clerk to deal with the mess and disinfect the area.

He was overjoyed to receive a $300 tip, enough to cover three days' work.

The shop assistant quickly picked up a bucket and started washing the floor.