Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Chapter 74: Creating the WZ Gang!

"Great kung fu master, I admire you so much, you are simply a god."

"Great kung fu master, from now on you will be the god of this prison, an omnipotent god."

...

These foreign devils clearly lack cultural depth; the most impressive compliment they could muster was "great kung fu master."

Bai Chen was quite satisfied; it wasn't for nothing that he had spent half a day showing off.

He had previously considered where to begin if he wanted to build up influence in the United States.

Then he had an idea: to start with this chaotic prison.

A battery thief in China once said that everyone in prison is eloquent and talented.

Bai Chen felt that although this statement was a bit exaggerated, it wasn't too outrageous.

At least those who end up in prison have a heart that wants to break the rules. Comparing them to geniuses is obviously nonsense, but they are still better than ordinary honest people.

So he addressed these people who had voluntarily surrendered:

"You, you, and all of you, help me get these black beasts up and make them kneel on the ground. They are not allowed to get up until their exercise time is over."

This statement came out.

Besides the Black people, a group of white, Asian, and Latino prisoners immediately cheered and rushed forward. Two people lifted a wailing Black man and forced him into a kneeling position.

If this black man dares to resist, these prisoners will not be polite and will directly use force to punish him.

Seeing this scene.

The other black gang prisoners exchanged glances, each seeing the resentment in the other's eyes.

Admittedly, these black gangs are also riddled with contradictions and are far from united.

But now it's no longer a dispute over interests; someone has directly insulted their skin color.

"Should we make a move or not?"

"Why don't you do it?"

"That damn yellow-skinned monkey, how dare he insult us blacks, he must die."

"You guys go!"

"No, Scouts, you always say you're the prison boss, so you should be the one to go up there."

...

These black gang prisoners, using each other's slang, argued about revenge.

Unfortunately, after what just happened, no Black people dared to approach Bai Chen again.

They passed the buck and talked tough, but none of them dared to take any action.

even.

Their argument attracted Bai Chen's attention from not far away, but when he looked over...

The Black people immediately fell silent and lowered their heads.

After Bai Chen looked away, they started shirking responsibility and even insulting each other for being spineless.

In the end, there was no result, and several black gang leaders left the exercise area early in a huff.

Of course, whether they left out of anger or out of fear of leaving early, only they themselves probably know.

...

In the middle of the open space.

Dozens of Black men knelt in three rows, their heads bowed in dejection, and not one of them dared to resist.

This scene is reminiscent of hundreds of years ago, when their ancestors first set foot on this land.

The surrounding prisoners were also incredibly excited.

Everyone turned their attention to the mysterious Chinese man sitting in the chair.

"Bao Guowei, you teach them to sing 'Sunshine, Rainbow, Little White Horse.' Anyone who doesn't sing it, drag them out and beat them."

Bai Chen gave the order in a calm tone.

"Yes, Master Bai." Bao Guowei stood up straight and saluted Bai Chen excitedly.

soon.

Scattered singing could be heard in the square, and it was all in very broken Chinese.

"Since there's nothing we can do, why hate him?" Bao Guowei, the leader, sang vividly.

"Dilanmobanfa, huh ta ganma~" the group of black people repeated in broken Chinese.

...

Soon the song reached its most exciting part.

"You are the one, the one, the one~"

"Sunshine, rainbow, little white horse~ Little brother, tick-tock~"

As the lyrics were sung, the prisoners watching the scene booed excitedly.

The Black people shed tears of frustration, but no one dared to resist. In the end, they could only channel their grief and anger into motivation and sing at the top of their lungs.

.....

On the watchtower.

Seeing the farce unfolding below, one prison guard smiled and found it quite amusing, while the other guard's face turned ashen.

This was simply because one of the two prison guards was white and the other was black.

Unfortunately, in order to maintain political correctness, the United States uses black and white pairings in various settings, including work, life, and even entertainment.

Even the famous movie Titanic had a version with a black Lucy.

At this moment, in the square below, this discrimination was openly laid bare.

"Fuck you, you damn yellow-skinned monkey! This is discrimination, blatant discrimination! I'm going to sue him!"

The black-clad prison guard on the watchtower had bloodshot eyes, his heart filled with uncontrollable rage.

"Oh, Sheriff Brian, well... perhaps it's a famous Chinese song, not necessarily a form of discrimination."

The white prison guard next to Bai Chen, barely suppressing a laugh, explained:

"By the way, I think I heard Brother with Hyperthyroidism sing this song during his live stream."

"NO~"

The Black sheriff shook his head angrily, "It's different, it's different, this damn yellow-skinned monkey is discrimination."

He vowed that after get off work, he would hire the best lawyer and sue this damn yellow-skinned monkey for discrimination.

We must send this damned yellow-skinned monkey to prison!

No, the other party is already in prison, so let's increase their sentence and make sure they have no good days, or even spend the rest of their life in prison.

Unfortunately, the black sheriff's wish was destined to remain unfulfilled.

With Bai Chen's fighting prowess, he'd be a kingpin even in prison. He could even enjoy playing games online, taking hot baths, and having beautiful women by his side!

.....

Not to mention the furious prison guards.

This side of the square.

Bao Guowei, holding paper and pen he'd somehow acquired, sat in a chair and began to write and draw.

A long line of prisoners stood before him.

The prisoners were of all races, the vast majority of whom were Latino, from neighboring Mexico, with a smaller number of white and black people.

It is worth noting that these Black people are not African Americans, but Latinos belonging to Mexico.

They do not have the same fervent identification with their Black identity as Black people in the United States.

What are these people queuing up for?

Naturally, it was to join a brand new gang called WZ Gang.

WZ—these two English letters are the pinyin abbreviation for martial artist, and also the foundation upon which Bai Chen relies for survival.

These new members are required to register their family situation, their special skills, and the charges against them that led to their imprisonment.

Bai Chen doesn't accept just anyone.

For example, people who commit crimes against women's will should not be accepted.

Perhaps many are innocent, but he is not a judge and doesn't have the energy to determine whether you are innocent or not.