Chapter 1297

One hour before the boat approached, the city of LA.

In today's LA city, everyone in Chinatown has a bad feeling. Yesterday's arrest of most of the important resistance forces was an omen.

After all, it is Li Tianzhao's disciples who are the main force for the bravery, and the martial arts practitioners are full of vigor and courage. In addition, there are people from the Sharpshooter Society as the backing, so everyone can muster up the courage to unite.

However, the police in LA City broke this force structure. They directly arrested this group of young people who were mainly resisting the riots, which was tantamount to taking away the backbone of Chinatown.

Moreover, the intervention of the police made everyone in Chinatown even more chilled. Anyone who is not blind can see that the police are pulling sideways. If so many rioters are not arrested, they will arrest those resisting in Chinatown.

This series of actions made everyone in Chinatown lose their direction, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

Those who do not resist will be robbed, and those who resist will be arrested by the police. If they are robbed, all the years of hard work will be gone. If you are arrested by the police and you can't catch up with the return home, you will be even more blind.

It's a tough conundrum for everyone in Chinatown. In addition, Li Tianzhao went out again to find people. These guys didn't even pay attention.

What if I didn't pay attention? It can only be for each other.

Chinatown, which was united to defend against the mob the day before, lost all defenses in an instant today. Although every household has sealed the doors and windows with wooden boards, can this really stop the mob?

If someone really wants to rob you, relying on plywood that is only three centimeters thick will not stop you.

Davis seized this window period, Darwinism was instigated again, and countless people were ready to initiate zero-yuan purchases again. The target is today's Chinatown, which has lost its protection.

Nick and Rick, two Darwinian brothers, were on the front line this time, and both held pistols.

"Damn it, I was almost thrown by a guy from Chinatown yesterday." Rick pointed to his ear, where there was a little scratch.

"If I didn't hide quickly, the stone would have hit me in the face. Damn, I'm going to get my medical bill back today."

Nick glanced at his good brother: "Then where are you going to get it back?"

"Of course it's a gold shop! There are many gold shops in Chinatown, and we can get a lot of money by just grabbing a small one." Rick seemed to have paid attention to it long ago.

"Those damn Chinese are so rich, damn it, the store is full of gold. But after today, the gold is ours!"

There was a smile on the corner of Rick's mouth, and so did Nick. The two big black men looked at each other and smiled.

Davis brought his confidants to mix in the rioting crowd again. He also had his own targets, several larger gold stores and supermarkets.

This time, whether Xiao Liu or Lao Sun, no one dared to go out.

The rioting crowd rushed into Chinatown and started all kinds of smashing. Many people came here for revenge. Because they didn't grab it yesterday, they ate and held back, which made these guys feel angry. They feel that they have lost face, and they want to get it back.

"Grab them!" The rioting crowd had already arrived in Chinatown. Someone called the police, and the police said they would call the police soon, but no one knew how quickly.

Some people began to kick the door frantically, and some people directly took out their guns and shot at the doors and windows blocked by the plywood.

Outside Wang Changgui's photo studio, there were many big black men frantically prying and smashing the plywood that closed the doors and windows of him. The photo studio seems to have no oil and water, but in fact all kinds of photographic equipment are very valuable and are very popular on the black market, and this thing does not look like a mobile phone, and it has an ID code. Anyone who has a SLR camera can use it, so it is very popular.

Wang Changgui stood behind the door with a shotgun in his hand and gritted his teeth. If the people outside really pried open the door, he would fight them. Either you die or I die.

And a small convenience store has been breached, and dozens of gangsters rushed into the store, carrying all kinds of cigarettes, alcohol and snacks, and ran out. In less than three minutes, the convenience store was ransacked, and the inside was as clean as if it had been moved. Only the shop owner was left sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

Another person threatened outside: "Open the door, or I will burn you to death!" He held up a bottle of Molotov cocktail.

Flames have already burned outside several shops, and the red flag hanging at the gate of the neighborhood in Chinatown was torn down by the rioting crowd, trampled on the ground, and burned.

Xiao Liu looked at what was happening outside through the crack of the door, his blood was surging, and his anger drove him to shoot all these guys with a single shot.

"Why are you going?" Lao Sun held Xiao Liu with one hand.

"They! They!" Xiao Liu couldn't say anything, he pointed out the door with bruised veins.

bang bang bang!

Suddenly a random shot interrupted Xiao Liu's words, and Rick and Nick held pistols at Lao Sun's gold shop and shot randomly. Fortunately, the door of Laosun Jindian is a very thick steel door, which cannot be pierced by ordinary pistol bullets.

"Fuck me!" Xiao Liu took the assault rifle and wanted to chug the two big black guys outside the door. But Lao Sun held him down: "As long as they can't come in, you don't care about them. Otherwise, the LA police will take you away, who will take care of your parents in the future!"

Xiao Liu was forced to calm down. Nick and Rick are trying to break open the door. However, the rioting crowd on the street was sung the song "We Are the Champions".

While singing, some people frantically sprinkled cigarettes and candy towards the surrounding black big doors, all of which were snatched from convenience stores in Chinatown.

They smashed the breeding pond of the seafood hotel. The cornice decoration of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce was lit.

It's like they're having a carnival, and now it's the climax.

The mayor of LA knows all this, but he indulges it all. Even the police force is limited by him. As he himself said, he didn't feel that those people in Chinatown were damaged and would have any bad influence on him. Anyway, since they are going to leave, let's make some contributions to Eagle Country before leaving.

Until his staff reminded him: "Mayor, look out of the window."

Mr. Mayor looked up and saw a Chinese building ship much larger than a 100,000-ton aircraft carrier flying in the sky. The mayor, who was drinking coffee calmly and waiting for the riot to end, let go of his hand, and the coffee spilled all over the floor.

When the riots in Chinatown were about to reach their peak and many shops were almost unable to hold on, a flying sword that appeared out of the sky cut through their carnival.

The flying boat came to Chinatown, covering the sky and the sun. It blocked all the sunlight, and the rioting crowd stopped smashing and looting. They looked up at the volleying building ship, trembling inexplicably.

On the upstairs boat, Zhang Tong looked at the mess in Chinatown, he squinted his eyes: "Old Bai, how long have you and your brothers not exercised?"

"It's been a long time." Bai Tian said.

"Then move around and clean up the black devil."

"Is this appropriate? Boss? We haven't received a task in this regard, have we?"

"I say it's suitable. If the sky falls, I'll carry it. What are you afraid of?" Zhang Tong pointed to the road in the middle of Chinatown: "Start from this road, and you split it in half. Tell the people of Yingguo, You can't manage your shit, today we will help you!"

"Okay!" Bai Tianlai immediately stopped hesitating, the green light sword came out of his body, and a green dragon came out of the sky and slashed straight towards the middle of Tangren Street.

Everyone who purchased at zero yuan looked up at the sky, only to see a ray of blue light, and everyone left the middle of the road desperately.

The next moment, the blue light and sword light slashed straight down, and the central road in Chinatown has disappeared, leaving only a huge pit. On the flying boat, thousands of flying swords poured out, shining brightly.