To be honest, although Will is a racist, he is not a pure racist. He is a "counterfeit and shoddy product". To put it bluntly, he is cheating on food and drink under the guise of racists, and venting his inner dissatisfaction and depression.

But what he never expected was that this time he actually hit the steel plate, and the person he had been cursing for a while was right in front of him!

Seeing Will being scared like this by himself, Song Zhichao smiled and said, "Why, are you surprised to see the person you scolded standing here? I'm very curious? I'm surprised whether I'm true or not, I'm curious why I asked you to come?"

Will gusted his throat, swallowed and said, "That, right... I'm sorry Song...Mr. Song!"

Because I was afraid that Will would not even speak well.

Song Zhichao snapped his fingers. At this time, a beautiful oriental woman walked out gracefully in a black professional suit.

Song Zhichao said to the woman: "Lawyer Du, come and tell this Mr. Will personally what consequences will be for everything he does?"

The woman was Du Chunmei. She knew British law well and immediately said to Will: "Your speech in the tavern is suspected of slandering, racial discrimination, and using language to personally attack people..."

"We have your personal speech recordings and videos here, and of course, some listeners at the scene are willing to act as witnesses. Mr. Jarente has heard your speech with his own ears - I forgot to tell you that Mr. Jarente's other identity is the baron that the Queen of England just enthroned!" Du Chunmei pointed at the white man.

The man nodded to Will again gentlemanly, but his expression was full of indifference.

Will feels that he is almost dead, even the Baron is a witness, what life can he have?

But what's even more terrifying is still behind--

"According to your British law, if these charges are convicted, then dear Mr. Will, you will have to stay in prison for almost three years!"

"Of course, referring to your current life, it may be better to be in prison for three years than to have no food or drink outside and idle; but I still want to remind you that if you have the chance to watch the movie "Prison Storm" filmed in Hong Kong, maybe you will change your hope for prison life!" Du Chunmei's tone was full of jokes.

Although Will was a pile of shit and a pile of mud, he still heard the strong sense of threat in this sentence.

Will knew that these rich people could not offend - no matter which country the other party was from, as long as they had money and capital, they would be the master everywhere; and these poor people would always be garbage!

Not to mention anything else, Will has considered that if the other party really filed a legal complaint, he might be in jail.

Those justices will never show mercy to the garbage. One garbage like him will be thrown into it!

In addition, it is not scary to be in prison. What is scary is the people in prison, especially those black people. If they are allowed to know who they are, Will believes that he will not be able to come out alive.

Cold sweat came out on his head—

Will didn't bother to wipe it, and plucked up the courage to ask Song Zhichao: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong! But, I am a little person, a drunkard who cheats food and drinks! You are different, you are a big man, a famous super tycoon! You can't be afraid of being with a villain like me!"

When Will said this, his legs were shaking and his lips were trembling, so he stammered.

Seeing this, Song Zhichao laughed.

He said, "Okay, don't be afraid, Mr. Will! I won't be petty with you, on the contrary, I will help you-"

"help me?"

"Yes, I know you're poor recently, so do you want to make a quick money?" Song Zhichao's smile was full of temptation.

Will took a deep breath: "What the hell do you want me to do?"

Song Zhichao smiled, then pointed at Du Chunmei and Baron Jarente and said, "What to do, how to do it - they will teach you!"

After saying that, Song Zhichao smiled, ignored the purebred white man who was still shaking all over and stood up and left.

Will: “…?!”

He was full of doubts, but he didn't even dare to put a fart.

...

The next day—

The largest BBC TV station in the UK -

Variety entertainment program—"Sparrow talk show"—

This show is the ace show of this TV station, and its ratings have been high. In the craziest period, it reached an astonishing 4.5 - which means that four or five of every ten British people were watching this show that night.

Today, "Sparrow Talk Show" welcomed a special guest-

That is Mr. Will, who is a popular "civilian representative" who is lying in bars and bars to give voluntary speeches, claims to be the "civilian conscience"!

Will sat upright on the stage of the talk show, with a card hanging around his neck, which read: "I used to be a discriminator, but now I am working hard to correct it - to be a conscientious British citizen!"

A black man sitting opposite Will was also a "civilian representative" who came to the bottom of the UK like Will.

At this moment, the black man was crying in pain and telling the audience about his miserable experience.

For example, when you go to the bathroom, you are run by white people, or even forced to wet your crotch; when you go to the test, those companies only choose white people with white skin, and even if you are better than them, you will lose the election; and when you go to McDonald's to eat hamburgers, the hamburgers you get are always smaller than those of white people, because those McDonald's employees hire white people!

The painful experience of this black man made countless audiences cry. It’s so pitiful, Oh God, what did he encounter? Is this still a liberal and democratic Britain?

Countless white and black women took out handkerchiefs to wipe their tears, and the softness in their hearts was hit hard by the black man's words.

Will stood up and publicly apologized to the black brother, "I'm sorry, dear man! I apologize to you for my kindness!"

Will hugged the black guy, patted his shoulders, and encouraged each other.

Will then turned around, faced the camera, and said to everyone: "As we all know everyone knows who I used to be! I am a racist, I discriminate against black people and Chinese people!"

"Especially recently, I've been cursing a promising young man from the East like crazy. The reason is not how much I hate him, but because I was instructed by others..." Will said unconsciously.

"What? He was instructed?"

"What is he talking about?"

"Is there any conspiracy here?"

Fry the pot directly on site.

The host was also very excited, and he jumped up like a sparrow, "Oh, dear Will, who were you instructed?"

At this moment, Will seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, "Uh, that, I...I don't!"

The more Will does this, the more certain the audience will be, and there must be a show here!

"Oh, Will, don't hide it anymore. This is a live show. You are facing the camera, but you have to tell the truth!" The host said earnestly in order to catch the revelation.

Will looked a little nervous and helpless, looking at the black brother who had hugged him, patted his shoulders, and encouraged each other.

The black brother encouraged him: "Tell me, which damn guy instructed you to frame people - God, this is the time for you to atone for your sins!"

Encouraged by the black brothers, Will mustered up the courage to nod, and then said to the camera: "Let me frame that Mr. Song, curse that Mr. Song, and spend money to discredit Mr. Song in the newspaper, he is Duke Philip Howard!"
Chapter completed!