Chapter 102: Bears Are Scary

The University of Chicago, which gave birth to the world-renowned Chicago School, is also known as one of the best research universities in the United States.

But there is an embarrassing problem that cannot be avoided, and that is the security problem that makes people worry about the University of Chicago.

boom--

The windows of a Chrysler Model 6 parked on the side of the road were easily smashed, and two young black men swept the broken glass off the door without haste, got in the car, turned on the ignition and left.

And 20 meters behind them, the two campus policemen just glanced at the sound of glass shattering, then calmly turned their heads away and stopped paying attention.

Such scenes would happen every now and then, as long as these guys didn't come to the school to make trouble, they would always 'ignore' it. '

"Has the security situation at the University of Chicago always been like this?" Li Zitao asked in surprise in the Rolls-Royce across the street.

This is the security of the top universities in the United States. Fuck it, this campus police is not as reliable as the security guards of the fourth-tier cities in her previous life.

"We can't blame them for this." Mahathir, who was sitting opposite, was a little helpless.

After all, the top university they praised couldn't even guarantee the safety of the surrounding area, which made him feel embarrassed and blushed at the same time.

"The Hyde Park area where the University of Chicago is located is surrounded by famous slums on three sides. The black people here are particularly vicious. They are lazy and unwilling to engage in production.

What they are best at is robbery and stealing cars, and the money they sell is used to maintain their lives. "

"Well, this is America." Reluctantly complaining, Li Zitao pushed open the car door, and the monk and two of his men rushed over in the car behind.

Li Zitao and Mahathir were protected in the middle, and the monk led the way in front. The two men looked around vigilantly, one on the left and one on the right.

They also saw the car robbery that happened just now. The guns on the waists of the two thieves didn't even intend to cover up, they were just exposed on the outside of their clothes.

Under such circumstances, how dare the monk be careless, if the BOSS has an accident under his protection, no need for others to say anything, first of all, he will not be able to forgive himself.

"Hey, don't be too nervous, it's daytime, and there won't be too bad a situation!" Mahathir also wanted to save a little face for Chicago University.

"Ah~~" With a scream, a pregnant white woman who was walking across the street lost her balance and fell forward for some reason.

Seeing that her belly is as big as a watermelon, if it falls to the ground, the miscarriage will be considered minor, otherwise it will end up with one dead body and two lives.

"Be careful!" Mahathir instinctively raised his hand and ran forward. The monk's face sank, and he stopped while trying to move.

In just a split second, he could tell that the distance between the two was about 15 meters, and with his speed, it was impossible to reach the pregnant woman before she fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry." I said silently in my heart, but the monk forgot that he couldn't do it, but there are people who can do it here.

So at the moment when everyone was about to witness a tragic accident, a figure appeared in front of the pregnant woman like lightning, and with one arm hooked her up firmly.

"Ma'am, are you okay?" Li Zitao asked with a serious face.

"Oh, my god, my god..." The pregnant woman hugged her stomach a little bit collapsed, stroking her belly with tears like rain, as if she wanted to use this action to ensure the safety of the baby.

She knew she shouldn't come out, she knew...

Someone just pushed her from behind, it was murder, murder...

"BOSS." The monks rushed over.

"En." Li Zitao nodded with a gloomy expression, and looked behind the pregnant woman. Two little blacks who were only half a person tall were chatting and laughing as they wanted to leave.

"Bring them here." Li Zitao said in a cold tone.

Following Li Zitao's gaze, one of his subordinates immediately chased after him, only to see that after being stopped, two little blacks pointed at him arrogantly and yelled at him.

They even clamored at one point that this is their territory, and if Li Zitao's subordinates dared to touch them, they would not be able to leave here alive.

Hearing these words, Li Zitao could no longer hold back the anger in his heart,

He rushed forward with strides, and just kicked Xiao Hei who was talking about it.

Boom~

The force from top to bottom made Xiao Hei's knees limp and fell to the ground, the sound of his knees colliding with the ground sounded extremely painful.

"Ah~~" Sure enough, there was a scream, and the kneeling Xiao Hei hugged his knees, rolling on the ground in pain.

"FK, Jimmy, Jimmy, are you okay?" The other little black was obviously taken aback, but he chose to run forward at the first moment, turning his head while running and said, "Jimmy, I will call your brother , You guys wait, Qi will kill you all."

"Let him go." Li Zitao stopped his subordinates who wanted to catch up.

He wanted to see how rampant the black people here were.

"FK, you damn yellow-skinned pig, I will strip your clothes off, stab 100 holes in your body with a sharp knife, and cut off your flesh piece by piece, ah~~"

A big foot stepped on Xiao Hei's bleeding knee mercilessly, making his wailing sound amplified several times in an instant, and he kept spouting trash talk.

"Why did you overthrow that lady?" Li Zitao asked in a low tone.

"BOSS?" Mahathir looked at him in disbelief.

"FK, meddling yellow pig..." Xiao Hei still refused to give in and cursed.

Li Zitao's eyes gleamed coldly, the soles of his feet exerted a little force, beads of sweat flowed down from Xiao Hei's forehead, and his whole body trembled endlessly.

"I, I think she has a miscarriage, Qi, help!" Xiao Hei cried bitterly.

"Why?" Mahathir's face was blank, and he roared with dances and dances: "Does she have a grudge against you? That's a life, FK, you idiot..."

"No, I, I just heard that women have miscarriages, and I want to see if it is..." Xiao Hei said confidently.

He would do that simply because he wanted to see what would happen if a woman had a miscarriage? ?

"God! He's the devil, the devil, what's wrong with this society? Damn black people, they should all be kicked out, oh my god..."

Under the consolation of the monk, the pregnant woman who had finally calmed down became agitated again. Li Zitao moved the soles of his feet and comforted him: "Madam, please keep calm..."

"Yes, yes, I want to keep calm, my child, Oh god..." The pregnant woman was a little incoherent, walking back and forth, sometimes stroking her head and whispering, and sometimes panting with her hips on her hips.

"Boss, someone is here." The monk whispered in his ear.

The other subordinates in the car across the street galloped over, the wind of galloping brought up the hem of the windbreaker, and the bright barrel of the gun disappeared in a flash.

"Don't open fire easily, let Grant send someone to come." It is too inconvenient not to have a mobile phone, so Li Zitao can only ask Mahathir to borrow a phone from the school.

"Ma'am, do you want to leave?" It could be seen that the pregnant woman was a little nervous, after all, the dozen or so black men rushing across were armed with guns.

"No, I'm willing to stay here." Janet said firmly after taking a deep breath.

She made such a choice not because of her great courage, but because she recognized the identity of the Chinese man in front of her.

As a sociable lady in the upper class of New York, Janet has the most and deepest memories in her mind of celebrities and tycoons everywhere.

The Chinese boy in front of her is the most famous in Chicago and one of the most famous tycoons in the United States.

"Okay!" Following Li Zitao's nod, the monk raised his hand and pointed seven Chicago typewriters at the black people rushing up.

Kacha~~

The bullets were loaded, and the black people who were still full of anger just stopped, and the palms of the pistols began to sweat, "This damn is iron!"

"Why hurt my brother?" the black youth pointed a gun at the monk and shouted.

He wanted to point the gun at Li Zitao, but it was a pity that the monk's broad body was in front of him, and the brand-new machine gun in the opponent's hand made him hold back the dirty words in his head.

"Delay time and wait for Grant to come." Li Zitao said in a low voice.

Now he is in the double public opinion of the Golden Arches and the Oscars. Once a violent incident occurs, he will not be able to hide it.

When the time comes to arouse the public opinion of the whole people, it will be easy to be used by those who want to. In this era, there are no various self-media that can make him prove his innocence.

If such a thing really happened, presumably old Kendy would wake up laughing from his sleep.

"Your brother almost killed a pregnant woman with the baby in her womb, and if we hadn't arrived in time, she would have fallen to the ground and had a miscarriage by now."

Monk didn't mention the police, and these black men who were always on the edge of the law knew full well that the police would never be on their side, right or wrong.

"It's my brother who's hurt now, and she's not hurt at all. Jimmy is just a kid, and even if he made a mistake, you have no right to do it."

"Odd, kill them, kill these damn yellow-skinned and white-skinned pigs, FK..." Hearing his brother's support, Jimmy, frightened by the machine gun, began to yell again.

This reminded Li Zitao of the bear children in his previous life. Behind every bear child there is a bear parent. This sentence is indeed true!

"Shut up." The leader Qi growled.

Seeing that the little brother stopped shouting, Qi looked up at the monk, he was thinking about how to get a sum of money from these people in front of him.

As for my little brother's injury, it's just a broken knee, just apply some medicine and it will be fine.

"What do you want?" Monk happily negotiated with him to delay the time.

"Compensation, he was seriously injured, we need to find a doctor for him, this is not a small fee, and... an apology!" Qi said with a cold face.

Finding that the monk had no intention of doing anything, but lowered his posture to talk to him, Qi obviously made a wrong reply, and his tone became more and more tough.

"Even if these yellow-skinned monkeys have guns in their hands, they don't dare to do anything. They are a bunch of eggless pigs!"

Thinking of those Chinese who trembled when they saw him and only knew how to work hard every day, Qi puffed out his chest arrogantly.

"..." The monk lowered his head and shook the gun in his hand, wondering if he brought out a toy gun. Does this nigger understand the situation?

"Then, how much are you going to offer as compensation for the fright this lady has received?" Li Zitao pushed the reluctant monk away with his hands, and asked standing in front of Qi.

"Is she injured? Could it be that my eyesight is bad, haha..." The black people following Qilai laughed wantonly, looking reassured.

"He pushed on purpose just now..." Janet wanted to prove the truth.

"Shut up, Bichi, your mouth stinks like a toilet, do you want me to clean it for you?" Qi raised his pistol with a ferocious expression, and looked at her threateningly.

Squeak——

At the moment when the two sides were arguing, the three cars emitting white smoke hadn't stabilized yet, and a group of policemen jumped down from them and pointed their guns at Qi and the others.

"Don't move anyone, squat down with your head in your arms, now, immediately." Grant yelled anxiously, pointing at Qi and his group.

Seeing that they were still hesitant, Grant snatched his gun angrily, and aimed a shot at Qi's feet. Everyone threw away their pistols and squatted down in an instant.