Chapter 830 Hell in Angel City
If it is not personal experience, I am afraid that no one would want to believe that the City of Angels is actually a combination of heaven and hell. Of course, Yang Cheng has long been accustomed to this. The United States is a capitalist country through and through. Heaven, no money is hell!
The appearance of the United States shown to the world through the TV network, what everyone knows is the developed economic system and sound welfare system of the United States.
However, the US welfare system has its limitations.
For example, generous unemployment benefits have a nine-month time limit, and unemployment benefits are also relative to employees who have bought unemployment insurance.
The United States' subsidies to the poor are low-income groups calculated on a family basis, and do not include people without jobs.
Most of the poor in the United States are homeless. Even in New York, the most economically developed city in the world, there are a large number of homeless people. Many of these homeless people freeze to death on the streets of New York every winter. , die there, even JC won't look at you.
Leaving aside New York, everyone knows that New York used to be the largest crime capital in the United States. However, the city of Angels is bathed in the warm sunshine of California, and the dark side is rarely known.
In fact, according to the housing prices, we can roughly see some clues. Generally speaking, the areas near the mountains and the sea are higher. The place where the mountains are backed mainly refers to the north of Los Angeles, Beverly Hills is just to the north, and the place near the sea is located in the west of Los Angeles. The most famous place is Malibu, where Jewish financiers and cultural and sports stars gather.
In the southern area, apart from the good Long Beach by the sea, there is really no place worth mentioning. In fact, it is not far from this famous scenic spot and spreads all the way to the center of Los Angeles. There are stretches of slums with a very complicated composition of people, all of whom are low-level workers, even unemployed vagrants, and even gangsters.
Most of the people living here are blacks and Mexicans, as well as a small number of Asians and yellow races. Whites rarely live in the south, and even white homeless people are unwilling to stop here. Social security is also the hardest hit area in Los Angeles. The streets are full of casual people, and from the way people dress and even look in their eyes, you can feel that they are very different from the residents in northern Los Angeles.
The buildings, cars, and streets in the south are in sharp contrast to the north of Los Angeles. Messy, old, dirty, all the bad words you can think of can be used here, especially in terms of sanitation, garbage piled in the open air, cigarette butts , Needle tubes are everywhere, and all kinds of graffiti have nothing to do with the so-called street art. Here, if you can find a clean house, you can try your luck by buying a Powerball, even better than the so-called street art. The rehearsal probability of one in ten million is even lower.
Anyway, as long as they can earn some money, there is no one who does not want to get out of the misery as soon as possible and live the life that a real Los Angeles person should have.
Escalade went all the way south, left the flat and wide main road, drove off at a small fork, walked on the dirt road for about 10 minutes, and finally saw people again, but all Yang Cheng saw were people. The drug addict with sallow complexion and sunken eye sockets staggered along the street.
A few women whose age could not be seen were dressed in ragged clothes, barely covering their sensitive parts, leaning against the graffiti wall and smoking a cigarette. In fact, the body that was only skin and bones, even the most evil ghost, could hardly arouse any interest. Looking at it this way, they are quite safe!
I don't know how long I haven't seen such a clean vehicle drive into the street,
When the Escalade's daytime running lights were on, everyone showed greedy but fearful eyes towards this car. They had seen this kind of car before, and it was a special vehicle for the key departments of the United States, and they dared to appear here so blatantly. It might be that Tiaozi came here to handle the case, so he could only suppress the urge to swarm up and follow the movement of the vehicle with his eyes. It seems that as long as they are sure that this is not Tiaozi's car, they will immediately dismantle the car to its skeleton!
But they are also very puzzled. It stands to reason that in this area where they don’t care, countless people die all year round. The ZF is too lazy to control it and can’t control it. They even almost forget what the JC uniform looks like. Is there any big case worth wearing The bastards in suits come to hell in person, and they are not afraid of dirtying their shiny black leather boots?
Andrew stared intently at the road ahead through the privacy glass. His speed didn't slow down at all, and he didn't even put his foot on the brake pedal. Parking here is definitely looking for death. If anyone dares to stand up and try the hardness of the Escalade's body Well, Andrew absolutely doesn't mind meeting the other party's request, and no one will hold everyone accountable for death here, or someone will seek justice for him, no, absolutely not!
Anyway, Yang Cheng's safety is the top priority, and everything else, including the lives of his poor compatriots, is not worth mentioning in Andrew's eyes.
Yang Cheng sat in the back row, turning a blind eye to all this, soft-hearted? mercy? pity? It doesn't exist at all, and now his mind is full of how to kill Cruz Moore, but he is a little curious, why did Hansen lock people here, isn't he afraid that Cruz Moore will run away? You must know that the slums are the favorite places for people like them. There are dense buildings and mixed people. As long as you find a way to get out of the restrictions and drill into the crowd, no one will be able to find them.
Andrew heard Yang Cheng's question, glanced at the rearview mirror from the corner of his eye, continued to look ahead and replied, "We have prepared more than a dozen safe houses in New York and Los Angeles in case of emergency, and this is just one of them. As for I don't know what Hansen thinks about why Cruise is locked here, if it was me, it might be because it is easier to destroy the corpses here."
Yang Cheng nodded. This reason makes sense. If Yang Cheng wanted to kill Cruise Moore, Hansen couldn't bear it and had no reason to stop him. He would definitely try to help Yang Cheng destroy the corpse. A corpse appeared here. Most of the results will be food for wild dogs, and you want to find out how this person died? Go dreaming.
Tilting his head, looking through the car window at a poor little black boy on the side of the road and sighing, the little boy is unkempt, scrawny, wearing the No. He patted the basketball from time to time, but his attention was no longer on the basketball. It seemed that the Escalade whizzing by in front of him made him more interested, and his envious and longing expression could not be concealed.
Yang Cheng sighed, suppressed her compassion, and turned her head away from looking at it, so as not to overwhelm the Virgin Mary, and even despise herself, how many poor people in the world? He can't manage it, it's more important to deal with the matter in front of him!
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