The clear stream floats on the surface, but the dross is settled at the bottom. In the process of world culture intersection, collisions are inevitable, and the impurities condensed by ugly human nature are also produced. Even the United States, which is a "free country and a melting pot of culture", has an unsolvable and even deeply rooted problem. That is racial discrimination. This pathological psychology has been continued for many generations, just like a poison that cannot be removed from the body, creating sharp contradictions on this colorful land again and again.

Even in 1980, in a prosperous place like New York, the moment when yellow people like Fang Heng appeared on the bus, they almost attracted the attention of all white people. Fang Heng was originally ordinary, and he did not have the sharpness and murderous aura of the reincarnation, he was just indifferent. And the indifference on his body was more appropriate to say "silence" or "mediocrity" in this gathering place for those who pursue interests. In addition, his extremely ordinary outfit is definitely not the kind of upper-class people in society.

Many people looked at him with malice and disgust. However, Fang Heng was not aware of it, but instead walked to an empty seat and sat down with peace of mind. In his heart, these people were just a group of "dummy people" simulated. He was too lazy to even look at them, so how could he care about what he looked like in their eyes?

This is not arrogant, but Fang Heng sees it very clearly.

However, these ‘people’ obviously don’t know that they are just a string of codes or the shadow of someone. They have their own thoughts and thinking in their hearts - Fang Heng’s contempt for them has angered them. On the bus, not only the white people were unhappy, but even the faces of several black guys standing were filled with anger. It is true that in this era, the status of black people is still not high, but at least it is like the speculative Asian businessman like Heng is ‘noble’? God knows how many shameful things this guy has done?

When you are unpopular, everything you have is shameful in the eyes of others.

Fang Heng seemed to have not realized that he had become a "public enemy of the whole nation".

The driver is a black man, driving for more than five years, and has always been a model driver. He is highly valued by the company leaders in the company. Even after this year, he can be promoted to management through relationships. Of course, the premise is that no special accidents will occur this year, such as a car accident, a Jingrong crisis, or the boss ran away with his sister-in-law and owed 350 million yuan... Fang Heng was sitting in the car and enjoying power that did not belong to him. This "absurd" action also attracted the attention of the driver.

"Sir, I think you'd better stand up." Although the black driver was driving, he always looked at Fang Heng in his eyes. To be honest, he hated such an unqualified Asian race, and he didn't even understand the basic "politeness" and "rules".

"If I were you, I wouldn't have driven the car slowly here, and I would be concerned about whether a yellow man had invaded the privileges of white people - drive the car on the sidewalk and go to the police station as quickly as possible, otherwise I would not be able to guarantee the safety of the people in this car. I didn't expect that in the United States in the 1980s, there would be such a bad habit..." Fang Heng spoke fluently, indifferently, and in a commanding tone.

Arrived at a traffic light intersection.

The black driver stepped on the brakes, turned his body, and looked at Fang Heng, who was as stable as Mount Tai. The fat man with a slightly inferior figure, began to wonder if he had met a madman. In this era, the black cloud of terrorism had not yet spread to the heads of ordinary people, so what Fang Heng said was just a crazy remark from a yellow person, including this experienced driver.

"Hey, monkey, are you going to stand or be thrown out of the car by me?" A white man with a hat said contemptuous words and reached out to grab Fang Heng's collar.

Although someone grabbed the collar, Fang Heng was not angry or panicked. He thoughtfully said to himself, "Is this where you used to live? It's so sad..."

Listening to Fang Heng's words, the white guy was furious. With a "slap", he slapped Fang Heng and wanted to pull Fang Heng off the seat. However, Fang Heng stretched out one hand and held the white guy's hand. The white guy realized that he could no longer move.

Fang Heng swept the computer with his eyes, then took out the thing in his pocket of his clothes, a gun, or to be precise, a desert eagle.

Everyone present was quiet, and the guy holding Fang Heng's collar in one hand trembled with his feet, 'Don't kill me,' he said. But Fang Heng ignored him and saw him holding the gun in his hand, but he used it as a hammer and smashed it hard on the car window beside him. In this era, the car windows were not bulletproof, so these ordinary glass naturally shattered in response to the sound, and fragments of all sizes fell on the sidewalk next to the bus.

What is this doing? I thought this man would be angry after being slapped, but after taking out the gun, he would definitely hit the sad head with a "bang". As a result, this guy took out a gun just to break the glass?

Just when everyone was surprised, just listen—

boom!

Behind the bus, about a street away, there was a violent explosion, and at the same time, a strong shock wave shattered the windows of the bus in an instant.

The glass on all sides was as crisp as thin ice, and it cracked into countless pieces in an instant. Before everyone could even take any time to make any defense, the snowflake-like glass fragments pierced towards them. The white people sitting next to the car window were all spared, and Fang Heng broke the glass early and escaped.

Amid the screams, only Fang Heng sat in his seat without changing his face, as if he had expected all this to happen? So was this yellow man a prophet? Several people looked at Fang Heng with their eyes no longer calm.

And the intersection in front of you.

Because he was panicked, an old yellow and black sports car rushed out of the intersection when it was still a red light. As a result, it was imagined that as soon as he entered the traffic in front, he was directly hit. This collision made the traffic that was originally quite good and orderly in an instant, and all the cars that should have gone and should not have gone started moving. In this way, the ones who should have gone can no longer walk, and the ones who should have not walked gradually fell into a dead end. The traffic that seemed orderly suddenly became paralyzed!

The woman with children sitting at the end of the bus was probably the kind of housewife who was taking care of her husband and children at home, and next to her was a child with a schoolbag, which seemed to be sending her children to school.

Suddenly, the child beside the woman pulled his mother's clothes and said, "Mom, look, monster!"

The woman was originally staring at Fang Heng, and her heart was both fearful and angry, as if she was offended. The value of "white people who are arrogant" learned from the older generation was broken, making her an indescribable hatred for Fang Heng. Being pulled her clothes by the child around her made the woman even more irritable. She turned around, but saw a huge figure stagnant in the air in the street behind her.

This is indeed a monster, one with a human shape, but its limbs and appearance are different from that of humans! The monster also holds a huge weapon in his hand, like a demon running out of hell! With just a wave of his knife, it easily cut off a red cart, like a child cutting a piece of white paper with a knife.

The woman screamed in fear, but the subsequent explosions covered her voice. The street was in chaos with the subsequent series of explosions. Accompanied by the explosions and the fierce gunshots, it was like the entire New York gangsters were walking on the streets today and they were in full swing.

In this country with strong religious beliefs, whether it is encountering such strange things or disasters, everyone thinks of a name "God" at almost the same time! Whether it is a person who is injured and crying, or a person who looks at the neighborhood behind him, he is muttering the name of God, some are praying for blessings, and some are confessing.

Unfortunately, the bus was blocked behind, and there were even more unfortunate vehicles behind it. A bunch of cars blocked behind were honking their horns frantically.

Fang Heng sneered at the driver and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't have stopped here - wouldn't it be better to drive the car directly to the nearest police station? A gun thug like me should have been locked up long ago, right? It's not too late to listen to my advice now."

The black driver nodded, but then shook his head again.

Fang Heng continued, "Do as I said, if you don't leave this street, you won't be able to leave."

Fang Heng looked at the pictures in the computer and various data flashing rapidly on the glasses' lenses, and nodded with satisfaction. He did not participate in the battle, but it did not mean that he did not care about the battle between Cao Nian and others. In fact, his attention to this competition was far greater than that of the participants themselves.

The explosion continued, and the whole street began to run for life. There were many people who abandoned their cars and fled, but strangely, no one drove the car onto the sidewalk.

The driver was completely stunned. He probably had never met a criminal who wanted to be imprisoned.

"Do you want to die here?" Fang Heng shouted at the driver.

Driving the car onto the sidewalk is a violation of traffic rules and is also very dangerous, but when his life is threatened, go to the damn rules! The fat black driver made up his mind and simply obeyed Fang Heng's words. He quickly stepped on the accelerator, drove the car onto the sidewalk, and ran away quickly.

The child who first discovered the "monster" looked at the back curiously and terrified through the glass behind the car, afraid that the monster would chase after him. At the same time, a gunshot came from the car, and the young man who was quite offensive to Fang Heng had already been shot and killed by one shot. "I hate the title of monkey, and I also hate bananas." Fang Heng looked at the young man who died with his eyes and his white companion who had been scared to death, with no mercy in his eyes.

The people in the car started screaming again. Only then did they realize that they had not escaped the predicament! Because the demon was always in front of them! Fang Heng was the demon!

What's going on today? A group of monsters slaughtered behind them, turning the streets of New York into a sea of ​​fire, and a demon was still sitting on the bus as if nothing had happened, right next to them! Hey, if you are really a demon, you are flying with your wings and why are you taking the bus!

Fang Heng took out a white scarf from his pocket and wiped off the blood from his face. He smelled the smell of donating blood and frowned. ‘The sense of smell has not failed, and when he smelled the blood, he still felt excited. Damn—’ He muttered to himself, and suddenly he showed a painful expression. The blood vessels on his neck even turned into a terrifying red color and expanded. Fang Heng quickly took out a sealed test tube from his arms. The test tube contained a bright red substance, like blood. Fang Heng pulled out the plug of the test tube and drank the things inside. However, looking at his facial expression, it seemed that the thing didn't taste good.

Is this man sucking human blood?

In this era when film culture is gradually booming, the images of ghosts and monsters gradually appear in front of people in the form of images, rather than relying on brain imagination and words that are supplemented by brains. Didn’t the movie released not long ago tell a story about a demon? How similar is the scene in the movie and the situation in front of you? Everyone is frightened, afraid that they will become the next food for the demon.

Looking at the rich expressions on everyone's faces, Fang Heng smiled coldly: "It's just a group of data, but it's still like a real person, which is a bit interesting."

"Are you a knight sent by God to clear the world?" asked a man dressed in a pastor.

In Revelation, four knights riding horses of different colors will come to the world and bring destruction to mankind. These knights are all the incarnations of human nightmares and sins. Once they come, it means that the world will usher in another round of destruction after the flood.

But Fang Heng did not answer, no, it should be said that he ignored the priest. The guy's attention was all focused on the computer in his hand. In the picture, the explosive car had turned into a fireball, burning unscrupulously on the streets, while Cao Nian and Zhang Yang's figures came and went back and forth like ghosts, and at a very fast speed. Cao Nian held Hu Che in his hand, and there were two silver flying swords passing by, while Zhang Yang held the shark-tooth sword and attacked with a wide open and closed look. The shark-toothed teeth flew over, even the steel was torn apart. The number of cars had already made Zhang Yang's poisonous hands. As for Xu Nuo and others who used long-range weapons, they hid in the dark and fully utilized their own advantages. As Zhang Yang said, shooters were all vulgar guys, with hidden arrows hurting people!

The pastor stood before everyone, and at this moment, he felt that he was unprecedentedly great, so close to the Lord! Because he was alone, in the name of the Lord, protecting everyone behind him, whether it was black or white...

Holding the Bible and holding the cross, the pastor asked, “Or are you a demon?”

In a classic movie "Exorcist", there is a saying that the pastor expels the devil, and the dress of the pastor in front of him is surprisingly consistent in the movie. It is probably a Christian dress, just like the Taoist robe and the Buddhist robe. Hundreds and thousands of years have passed, but it still looks like that.

After glanced at the man holding the cross but his hands were trembling, Fang Heng laughed at himself: "Just think I am a devil--"

He lowered his head and looked at his heart, "There is indeed a devil hidden here."

It seemed like the end of the world, with crying and explosions endlessly, people covered with blood and tears on their faces scattered and fleeing. Panic spread along the New York neighborhoods, like a huge fire!

But Fang Heng nipped the keyboard lightly, like a piano master.

If possible, it's time to play a new chapter now, Fang Heng thought.
Chapter completed!