Chapter 965 Disruption

Robert gathered at least three hundred members of the anti-mutant radicals from various places to attack the [Fat Parade] venue. Because apart from the three fat ones in Longbottom in the New York area, similar situations have also appeared in other areas.

Traitors also emerged from anti-mutant groups in the surrounding New York area. Under the joint efforts of Robert and the leaders of nearby organizations, everyone gathered together, preparing to teach these rebellious fat people some lessons.

In all organizations, betrayal is always the most serious. So Robert's call has been echoed by many people. More than 300 people were carefully selected by Robert and the others.

"Our opponents are a group of dead fat people! The average weight is more than 300 pounds. They can't run fast and react slowly, just like a group of pigs!" Robert encouraged morale so much at the pre-war mobilization meeting.

"And us, look at our muscles!" He bulged his well-developed biceps while speaking: "You and I are both fighters who have undergone long-term training, and our bodies are strong, fast and responsive! Although the participants of the rally There are a lot of fat people, but the quantity can't make up for the gap in quality!"

"It is like three hundred Spartans at Thermopylae against Xerxes' hundred thousand Persians. I am Leonidas, and you are my Spartans. Let us stand up our spears and shields, and put Beat the Persians!"

Robert's words were inspiring, and many guys who had watched "Spartan 300" were incited. The thinking of activists is hard to understand, especially racial activism. Sometimes some inexplicable words from outsiders can poke their G-spot and make them angry or excited, but outsiders don't know what they are angry and excited at all.

Racial activists both Chinese and foreign are virtuous in this regard.

Of course, maybe they overlooked a little bit. That is, although the Spartan 300 fought alone against Xerxes's 100,000 troops (for them, they fought alone in the movie anyway) was indeed heroic.

But in the end, Sparta was defeated and Leonidas was killed!

Robert seems to ignore this on purpose, or does he think that Leonidas can reverse the trend of history simply by changing the role?

Anyway, when he led 300 radicals to the scene of the [Fat Parade], the whole scene was in chaos.

Many people understand that when a person is over 300 pounds and they are not a sumo wrestler or a wrestler, they are mostly immobile.

Because it is too tiring for them to move their bodies, it can be seen from the fact that [Fatty Parade] chose to use electric tricycles as tools instead of walking on two feet.

And when a person is fat, he gets tired easily, and shouting slogans is also a very tiring thing. So except for the first [Fat Parade] organized by Adam in the Los Angeles area, the fat people didn't bother to shout slogans on the spot.

Most of them prepared a tape recorder, and then played the slogans and voices that had been recorded before very regularly.

However, because they could not violate the urban noise law, they controlled the volume of the tape recorder. Anyway, it was not as loud as the square dance playing "The curved river comes from the sky and flows to the sea of ​​colorful colors".

Everyone has a small tape recorder attached to their own mobility tools (including electric tricycles, electric movable sofas, electric converted bathtubs, and electric converted Simmons beds). Then there were their slogans and banners.

While driving their own mobile tools forward slowly, they played their slogans repeatedly on the tape recorder, while walking leisurely in the car, enjoying the sunshine of early summer in New York. It will be too hot. It is a very good choice to organize such a parade to let everyone go out and exercise.

So [Fat Parade] paraded in a very weird way. There are no excited crowds jumping up and down here. There is no team with loud slogans, and there is no guy who took the opportunity of the parade to engage in some violent incidents (maybe because he is really too lazy to move).

A guy parading around with an electric modified Simmons big bed also brought out a Nintendo Switch to play, and found another chubby guy, and the two of them lay on the bed and played NS together.

Many New York vendors selling sausages, hot dogs, pickles, soda, candy, and donuts all pushed their trolleys and silently followed the parade. They're doing the logistics. After all, parade is a very tiring thing, and you can easily get hungry at any time. They are supporting the march with their own practical actions.

"Here are three hot dogs, two honey mustards, one ketchup, and one pickle." You see, the parade is exhausting, and someone is hungry right now.

This is probably the most peaceful parade in the history of the United States, and the fat people don't bother to move, anyway, it's just like this parade. They put forward their own manifesto. Although they will not use radical methods to express their appeals, the votes they hold are the best appeal tool.

They marched in a very Buddhist way, and the police responsible for maintaining order were also very happy. The speed of this parade is not as fast as they are walking. You can stroll comfortably on the streets of New York during working hours and don't have to worry about anything, and you don't have to worry about these people suddenly jumping out to engage in violent incidents. It can be said to be a very easy job.

However, this happy situation did not last long. When the police and the fat people were enjoying the afternoon tea donuts at 3:15 in the afternoon, Robert led people to rush from several coffee shops and fast food restaurants on the corner of the street. out.

In the blink of an eye, three hundred people rushed out, and each of them was holding a rubber roller as a weapon. He took the lead and rushed to the forefront of the [Fatty Parade]. And shouted: "You group of people are destroying the future of America!"

Saying this, his rubber stick hit Adam who was in front of the parade. As a fat 350-pound man, Adam couldn't be expected to be flexible. After all, not all fat people's names are Sammo Hung.

Robert's blow was powerful and heavy, and Adam was stunned instantly when he hit Adam on the head. And then a few sticks hit him on the body and knocked him off the electric tricycle.

And this is just the beginning, just like the mobilization before the war. The elite soldiers brought by Robert all wore full motorcycle helmets with black masks, making it impossible to see their faces clearly. They waved rubber sticks like tigers entering a herd of sheep, completely disrupting the fat parades.

The fat people who were enjoying the parade, enjoying the donuts, and enjoying the game suddenly panicked. The electric tricycle began to turn crazily, fleeing towards both sides.

The guy who came out with an electric drive big bed caused a three-car rear-end accident because the turning sheet metal parts were too large. He and his companion overturned the car together with the NS game console.

Fatty who drove out of the bathtub was even more miserable. He was dragged out of the bathtub and thrown on the ground. Then the militants turned the bathtub upside down on him, and he was completely covered by the bathtub and couldn't get out.

The fat people want to escape, although there are more than 3,000 people in the parade, but they are not here to fight the strong man! What about enjoying the parade?

Everyone increased the horsepower and wanted to drive the tricycle faster. But this kind of electric tricycle specially sold to big and fat people has been specially modified, which is different from ordinary electric cars.

This kind of car pays more attention to high torque than high speed. To put it simply, this kind of electric vehicle has good load capacity and climbing ability, and the motor torque is greater. But the high-speed sailing ability is not good, because the high-speed setting was abandoned during the design.

The top speed of 12 kilometers per hour is not fast, but it is a safe speed for fat people and it is enough for daily transportation. The manufacturer is also afraid that the car will overturn when the speed is too fast. After all, their clients are heavyweights. Also take into account the load climbing problem that may be encountered, so torque is more important than speed.

And only focusing on one point (torque/speed) can make the battery more durable and the cruising range longer.

But 12 kilometers per hour is too slow to escape now. The guys with the helmets can catch up with just a few quick sprints. Some Fatty felt that the tricycle was too slow, so they abandoned the tricycle and started to run away with their legs.

But many people ran back after running ten meters and rode tricycles. Because they found that they ran slower than tricycles and were more tired.

The police who were originally in charge of maintaining order were also dispersed by the fat people who were out of formation, and they were unable to stop the sudden attack launched by Robert and others in the first place.

These black helmets (their helmets are all uniform black) rushed into the fat parade like tigers and sheep, and instantly tore the team into several pieces.

Robert has a feeling of complacency, this is the price of betrayal! This is the price of betrayal!

He's already looking after Longbottom, the damned fat man! How dare you betray the organization? ! I want to teach you a good lesson!

Anger drove Robert to run towards Longbottom, who was more than ten meters away. Longbottom was driving the electric tricycle with the accelerator turned to the end, but he still couldn't run fast.

He saw a guy in a black helmet waving a rubber stick getting closer and closer to him, the little fat man was desperate. It's not that he doesn't want to run, if he could run, he would have already run.

The other party was getting closer, and the sound of waving the rubber stick could be clearly heard. You don't even have to try to know that it will definitely hurt your body, and it may break a bone or even rupture your internal organs. Longbottom was still struggling, but it seemed to be useless.

A smile appeared on Robert's face, and he swung his rubber stick fiercely towards Longbottom's body, getting closer, closer, closer.

But at the moment when the stick was about to fall on Longbottom, a huge force came. Like a heavyweight boxer hitting his chest hard, Robert flew out in an instant. What hit him was a rifle firing rubber bullets from fifty meters away.

Frank the Punisher was smoking a cigar, with Mike and Big Daddy standing beside him. The three uncles started to suppress the Black Helmets with their continuous-fire rubber bullet rifles.

In another place, white cobwebs and tear gas rained down from the sky, and Peter was hanging under Harry's sliding wing, and the two rushed to it.

And in the rear of the Black Helmets, a thunderbolt flashed, and electric sparks splashed in all directions, blocking everyone's retreat. Li Jie stared at the Black Helmets with the thunder knife, and at the same time communicated to Tony: "Has the reporter arrived?"

"immediately!"