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"There are so few people..." Wang Han sighed as he entered the city and looked at the sparse pedestrians on the street. If this were in China, even in a fourth or fifth-tier city, there would be at least several times more pedestrians. Some first and second-tier cities would have even more people. In large scenic areas, you could only see people in the sky. However, there were hardly any pedestrians on the streets of America.
Wang Han strolled casually down the street, admiring the modern metropolis he hadn't seen in a long time. After being in other worlds for so long, he still missed such cities. Wang Han also wanted to live a relaxed life in the city, but fate always plays tricks.
"I was wondering why the milk delivered to my house these past few weeks was going to be missing a bottle every few days. Turns out it was you, you rude thief! You even returned the empty bottles. Are you insulting us?"
As Wang Han passed through a small alley, a commotion from a nearby alley caught his attention. Inside, a tall, burly white man was dragging a disheveled, dark-haired young man along, spitting and cursing. Judging from the young man's disheveled appearance, he had clearly been beaten up. However, this thief was rather amusing; he returned the stolen goods after stealing them, suggesting he had stolen them reluctantly.
"Call the police and arrest him."
“Let’s beat him up again. He’s still stealing from different houses, and we haven’t even beaten him up yet.”
"Yes, call the police. He's a Chinese student studying abroad. Tell him to go back to his country."
A dozen or so white men and women were also arguing with the young man with black hair. Judging from their words, they seemed to be victims as well, having also lost milk. However, one sentence they said made Wang Han decide to help the young man.
Wang Han walked into the alley and, speaking in broken English, advised, "Gentlemen, milk isn't worth much. He must have been forced into this situation by circumstances. You've already taught him a lesson, so let it go. I'll compensate you for your losses."
The burly white man looked at Wang Han and cursed without thinking, "You're all Chinese pigs, a nation without manners, people without manners. I'll give you the milk, and you can go back to your country, or I'll beat you to a pulp."
"Is this why there are so few foreigners? They're always looking for trouble." The white man's words greatly annoyed Wang Han. Wang Han finally understood why they would make such a fuss over a few bottles of milk. It wasn't because of theft, but because of racial discrimination. Having already killed many people, Wang Han immediately pulled out his pistol, pointed it at the man's incessantly chattering mouth, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang..." The crisp gunshot echoed in the alley. Everyone was stunned as they looked at the big man whose mouth and the back of his head had been pierced by bullets.
"Murder!" Several women screamed in terror at the sight and fled towards their homes, while a white man quickly reached for his pistol. But they were no match for Wang Han's speed.
"Bang bang bang..." Gunshots rang out one after another, bullets piercing the skulls of white men, none of them managing to run more than three steps.
“Those who think they’re so noble are no better than you. I’ll pay you back with bullets.” Wang Han looked at the corpses of these white men and spat in disgust. “I don’t care about racial discrimination, and I don’t have the time for it, but you who discriminate against my people deserve to die.”
"Thank you." After getting up, the black-haired young man quickly said to Wang Han, "You should leave now. The American police will be here soon. Even the police, most of them discriminate against us Chinese."
Although the fellow countryman in front of him had committed murder, it was because he had helped him that the young man still advised Wang Han to run away quickly.
“They’re all just chickens and dogs, kill them all when they come,” Wang Han said disdainfully. “My good mood has been ruined.”
"You'd better run!" the young man pleaded. "If the American police come, you really won't be able to escape."
Wang Han thought about it and agreed. He wanted to live a peaceful life and there was no need to confront the US government now. So he said to the young man, "Let's go together. After all, more than ten people have died. If you stay, it will only cause trouble. Like you said, the American police also discriminate against Chinese people. It would be troublesome if they treated you as an accomplice."
"Thank you," the young man said, and quickly followed Wang Han.
After leaving the alley, Wang Han secretly formed a hand seal and quietly created a shadow clone to destroy the evidence. If he didn't destroy the evidence, this young man would really be considered an accomplice, thinking that the American police wouldn't be able to find out. He wondered how this young man had managed to survive in America.
After secretly creating a shadow clone, Wang Han asked the young man, "By the way, what's your name? Why did you steal the milk? You seemed reluctant to steal it, and you even returned the bottle."
"My name is Li Tiezhu." Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes filled with tears as he said, "My family member is sick, and I'm worried that she won't get enough nutrition, but I don't have the money to buy her any, and I can't find a job, so I have no choice but to do this."
"I heard those white guys say you're an international student." Hearing this, Wang Han asked curiously, "To be able to study abroad, your family shouldn't be too poor. They should be able to give you money, at least enough to buy milk, right?"
“My sister and I came here to study abroad secretly.” Upon hearing this, the young man sighed and said, “Our family is from the countryside and we don’t have any money. Even after we were admitted to university, our parents couldn’t afford the tuition. I dropped out of high school and started working. The year after I dropped out, my sister was admitted to a prestigious university. But our parents still refused to support her education. When I offered to work to support her university education, they didn’t agree. They said they needed to save money first to build a house for my older brother and help him get married.”
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