Chapter 285 The Birthday Party 4
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Mo Bi Mei Le Mo
"Fuck~ You cheap Asian, get out, this is not where you should be!"
A tall, white man in an expensive suit walked over.
He stared at Jiang Lang viciously, his face was full of disdain, and his tone was full of contempt.
An Asian, why should he sit in the center of the party.
Moreover, he has such a good relationship with Miss Ailan Stephen.
This made him extremely annoyed, and couldn't help jumping out.
In the crowd, whispers came.
"Wow~ There's a good show to watch."
"It turned out to be Mr. Locke Carson. Their Carson family is ours in Miami. It ranks among the top ten families and is very powerful."
"This Asian, it's over! I don't know how to provoke Mr. Locke."
"You don't even know this? Who doesn't know that Master Locke Carson has always liked Miss Ailan Stephen..."
"However, Mr. Locke is right! Why are these yellow-skinned low-class people qualified to participate in our caucasian party? They simply have no sense."
"I am the other party, and I will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy now."
"..."
The conversations of the people around did not affect Jiang Lang, he just frowned and looked at each other coldly.
In fact, he knows very well that racial discrimination has always existed.
Especially in an immigrant country like the United States, the establishment of the country is short, and it is still a federal system, which cannot be highly centralized. There are many people of different races, such as blacks, Latinos, Mexicans, etc. The cultural differences are too large...
Therefore, it is difficult to think that there is no racial discrimination.
As the most powerful group of white people, the white people in Millikin are extremely proud. They look down on black people, and even more so on yellow people.
Of course, Jiang Lang didn't deny that he was not a racist.
After all, the ancestors all said that "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different"
There are conflicts and discrimination between races and races... It's actually quite normal.
Huaguo, the country with the least racial discrimination, has experienced 5000 years of uninterrupted integration before it can fully integrate 56 ethnic groups into one.
Moreover, it is because most of them are of the same skin color.
However, Jiang Lang always felt that this sentence was incomplete.
It should also add a sentence "It is my race, but their hearts may not be the same."
Sometimes, the second devil is more hateful than the real devil.
But at the end of the day!
He really didn't like white people and black people in his heart.
The white people are better. After all, this group has indeed brought a lot of contributions to Xiao Poqiu.
Predominantly black, that smell, that culture, just...
Jiang Lang didn't even know what to say, he could only say that he was really awesome.
But there is one thing, there is a difference between what you think and what you say.
If you don't say it, even if everyone knows what you think in your heart, they will still smile on the surface, but if you say it.
Then, fuck you!
So, I heard the words of the white man in front of me.
Jiang Lang became angry in an instant, and he didn't even intend to quarrel with the other party. He just raised his hand and raised it lightly, following his body's instinct.
It was like the wind passing by.
"Crack~"
The crisp slap sound resounded all around, making countless people's heads buzz.
A white woman couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then quickly covered her mouth.
No one dared to think, and even this kind of thing has never happened in Millikin.
A man of yellow race slapped a white man openly in public.
Moreover, this white man is also a well-known local son, which is enough to make people's jaws drop. If someone took a photo on the spot just now, it might be on the international news.
This scene happened so fast that people couldn't even react.
Locke Carson covered his face, almost going crazy with rage.
He, the dignified Master Locke, the heir of the Carson family, was slapped in the face in public, which is a great shame.
"Damn it~ you lunatic!" He cursed and punched Jiang Lang with his fist raised.
However, Jiang Lang's movements were faster than his.
Lift your right foot and kick straight!
"Bang~"
The seat rolled over, and the scene was in a mess, except for the white man named Loka Carson, who was kneeling on the ground and hugging his stomach, wailing non-stop.
Thin cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and the veins on his neck were exposed, making him look extremely ferocious.
Countless people were dumbfounded.
The Asian in front of him was too fierce. Giving Master Locke Carson a slap was not enough, and he even kicked him!
This is simply, too arrogant!
You know, this is America.
Countless people accused Jiang Lang.
"Damn it~ you dare to beat Master Locke Carson."
"It's more than life and death! This is America, not Asia."
"Where are the security guards! Break this man's limbs and kick him out."
"..." They were filled with righteous indignation, with anger on their faces.
Perhaps, in the eyes of these people, Jiang Lang's behavior was simply outrageous.
How can a lowly Asian refute their whites?Dare to hit people with your hands, this is challenging their authority!
With that said, several tall white men rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Jiang Lang aggressively, ready to beat him up.
Seeing this, Jiang Lang quietly clenched his fists, leaned his body sideways, and took a semi-defensive posture.
He has nothing to fear, after all, he has killed several people.
A whole body of courage has long been practiced.
I was just thinking in my heart, if I do it later, how much strength will I have to use.
Beating people to death directly would definitely not work!
After all, it wasn't his territory, and he wasn't confident enough to confront Millikin's police system head-on.
That is no longer reckless, it is simply sick.
However, it is still possible to break a bone or something.
There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt a little helpless in his heart.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but some people insisted on making a fool of himself.
Fortunately, at this moment, Ailan Stephen finally came to her senses. She opened her hands to protect Jiang Lang.
A pair of phoenix eyes widened, with a slightly cold expression.
"What do you want to do? I wonder if Mr. Jiang Lang is a distinguished guest invited by Stephen's family?"
"Anyone who wants to do something, get out of here now."
Ailan Stephen's words embarrassed the men who were about to make a move.
Now, whether they are standing or sitting, they don't know what to do for a while.
They originally thought that they would gain the favor of Locke Carson by showing off in front of everyone. If they could establish a good cooperative relationship with the Carson family, their benefits would be indispensable in the future.
Unexpectedly, Ailan Stephen would personally come forward to protect the Asian in front of him.
For a while, whispers came from the crowd again.
A tall, white man in an expensive suit walked over.
He stared at Jiang Lang viciously, his face was full of disdain, and his tone was full of contempt.
An Asian, why should he sit in the center of the party.
Moreover, he has such a good relationship with Miss Ailan Stephen.
This made him extremely annoyed, and couldn't help jumping out.
In the crowd, whispers came.
"Wow~ There's a good show to watch."
"It turned out to be Mr. Locke Carson. Their Carson family is ours in Miami. It ranks among the top ten families and is very powerful."
"This Asian, it's over! I don't know how to provoke Mr. Locke."
"You don't even know this? Who doesn't know that Master Locke Carson has always liked Miss Ailan Stephen..."
"However, Mr. Locke is right! Why are these yellow-skinned low-class people qualified to participate in our caucasian party? They simply have no sense."
"I am the other party, and I will definitely kneel down and beg for mercy now."
"..."
The conversations of the people around did not affect Jiang Lang, he just frowned and looked at each other coldly.
In fact, he knows very well that racial discrimination has always existed.
Especially in an immigrant country like the United States, the establishment of the country is short, and it is still a federal system, which cannot be highly centralized. There are many people of different races, such as blacks, Latinos, Mexicans, etc. The cultural differences are too large...
Therefore, it is difficult to think that there is no racial discrimination.
As the most powerful group of white people, the white people in Millikin are extremely proud. They look down on black people, and even more so on yellow people.
Of course, Jiang Lang didn't deny that he was not a racist.
After all, the ancestors all said that "If you are not of my race, your heart must be different"
There are conflicts and discrimination between races and races... It's actually quite normal.
Huaguo, the country with the least racial discrimination, has experienced 5000 years of uninterrupted integration before it can fully integrate 56 ethnic groups into one.
Moreover, it is because most of them are of the same skin color.
However, Jiang Lang always felt that this sentence was incomplete.
It should also add a sentence "It is my race, but their hearts may not be the same."
Sometimes, the second devil is more hateful than the real devil.
But at the end of the day!
He really didn't like white people and black people in his heart.
The white people are better. After all, this group has indeed brought a lot of contributions to Xiao Poqiu.
Predominantly black, that smell, that culture, just...
Jiang Lang didn't even know what to say, he could only say that he was really awesome.
But there is one thing, there is a difference between what you think and what you say.
If you don't say it, even if everyone knows what you think in your heart, they will still smile on the surface, but if you say it.
Then, fuck you!
So, I heard the words of the white man in front of me.
Jiang Lang became angry in an instant, and he didn't even intend to quarrel with the other party. He just raised his hand and raised it lightly, following his body's instinct.
It was like the wind passing by.
"Crack~"
The crisp slap sound resounded all around, making countless people's heads buzz.
A white woman couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then quickly covered her mouth.
No one dared to think, and even this kind of thing has never happened in Millikin.
A man of yellow race slapped a white man openly in public.
Moreover, this white man is also a well-known local son, which is enough to make people's jaws drop. If someone took a photo on the spot just now, it might be on the international news.
This scene happened so fast that people couldn't even react.
Locke Carson covered his face, almost going crazy with rage.
He, the dignified Master Locke, the heir of the Carson family, was slapped in the face in public, which is a great shame.
"Damn it~ you lunatic!" He cursed and punched Jiang Lang with his fist raised.
However, Jiang Lang's movements were faster than his.
Lift your right foot and kick straight!
"Bang~"
The seat rolled over, and the scene was in a mess, except for the white man named Loka Carson, who was kneeling on the ground and hugging his stomach, wailing non-stop.
Thin cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and the veins on his neck were exposed, making him look extremely ferocious.
Countless people were dumbfounded.
The Asian in front of him was too fierce. Giving Master Locke Carson a slap was not enough, and he even kicked him!
This is simply, too arrogant!
You know, this is America.
Countless people accused Jiang Lang.
"Damn it~ you dare to beat Master Locke Carson."
"It's more than life and death! This is America, not Asia."
"Where are the security guards! Break this man's limbs and kick him out."
"..." They were filled with righteous indignation, with anger on their faces.
Perhaps, in the eyes of these people, Jiang Lang's behavior was simply outrageous.
How can a lowly Asian refute their whites?Dare to hit people with your hands, this is challenging their authority!
With that said, several tall white men rolled up their sleeves and rushed towards Jiang Lang aggressively, ready to beat him up.
Seeing this, Jiang Lang quietly clenched his fists, leaned his body sideways, and took a semi-defensive posture.
He has nothing to fear, after all, he has killed several people.
A whole body of courage has long been practiced.
I was just thinking in my heart, if I do it later, how much strength will I have to use.
Beating people to death directly would definitely not work!
After all, it wasn't his territory, and he wasn't confident enough to confront Millikin's police system head-on.
That is no longer reckless, it is simply sick.
However, it is still possible to break a bone or something.
There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he felt a little helpless in his heart.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but some people insisted on making a fool of himself.
Fortunately, at this moment, Ailan Stephen finally came to her senses. She opened her hands to protect Jiang Lang.
A pair of phoenix eyes widened, with a slightly cold expression.
"What do you want to do? I wonder if Mr. Jiang Lang is a distinguished guest invited by Stephen's family?"
"Anyone who wants to do something, get out of here now."
Ailan Stephen's words embarrassed the men who were about to make a move.
Now, whether they are standing or sitting, they don't know what to do for a while.
They originally thought that they would gain the favor of Locke Carson by showing off in front of everyone. If they could establish a good cooperative relationship with the Carson family, their benefits would be indispensable in the future.
Unexpectedly, Ailan Stephen would personally come forward to protect the Asian in front of him.
For a while, whispers came from the crowd again.
