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Virtual world, Hunter Street, downtown Harrisburg.On April 5, 2200, three hours after the bomber attacked.

A skinny young black man cringedly turned in from the southern intersection.His clothes are very low-key by current standards, deliberately excluding all popular elements:

Below are the big crotch pants with white sneakers, with both hands tightly inserted into the trouser pockets.There was only one grey hooded sweater, and the hood blocked most of his face.I searched the whole body, only two flexible display screens were attached to the back, and they were not in working condition; the flash bands on the legs totaled four, and the color was the lowest-key orange.

It can be seen that this product really does not want to attract attention.But he was too courageous, he would look around if he couldn't walk a few steps, and he was more nervous than the gray mouse running into the cat nightclub.When he was crossing the road, a holographic advertising projection that fell from the sky made him shrug his shoulders and shrink his neck even more so he almost ran back along the original road.

The gang member Lu Beifang stared at him immediately reacted.The Collins School of Performing Arts (closing) opened the front door, and a burly black man walked out of it cursingly. Moxigan’s head was erected like a cockscomb, and the prosthetic hand on his right arm "Ka Click open the iron tongs.

In the blink of an eye, the big man jumped over the zebra crossing.He stared condescendingly at the hoodie thief, like a jaguar hitting a lost guinea pig.The skinny black man shivered like a sifting mess, unable to say a complete greeting for a long time, and the black man didn't wait any longer. He grabbed the collar of the opponent with his prosthesis, and strode back to the acting school (closed).

Suo Zhongwu remained invisible and watched this funny scene with interest.The camera on the traffic light must have captured the whole process.But the gang to which the black man belongs does not seem to care.In fact, among the graffiti on the main entrance of the Collins School of Performing Arts (closing), the most conspicuous one is "Go to hell, sliver!", and it has faded due to the wind and sun.

Harrisburg City Police are very busy today and must work with state police and federal law enforcement agencies to deal with bomber attacks.But even if they are not busy, they probably won't condescend and move the fat ass raised by the donuts here.Located in a run-down corner of the city, but also adjacent to the Latin American community, who would go in and make trouble?

If Suo Zhongwu was in the real world, he would not be uncomfortable in the gang.But now he desperately needs practice, and he doesn't want to alarm law enforcement agencies for the time being. After thinking about it, he can only play a superhero in a high crime neighborhood.

According to his previous investigations (that is, hanging out on social networking sites), the gang entrenched here is called "Sacred Arrows". The members are all African-Americans. The sphere of influence is four blocks in total. The main business is pills and pimps, occasionally There will also be two robberies.The total number of them is not large. There are about ten people on the street, and the headquarters may be even smaller. It is the same size as the Latin gang in the El-Charlo restaurant to the west. No one can help each other, so they have been in a state of cold war for a long time.

Harrisburg is a small city with a population of only 60,000, and it is of this kind.If it is a big city like New York, there might be eight gangs of similar size popping up on a street, with more ruthless people, better equipment, and a higher frequency of fighting.Then again, street gangs are originally North American characteristics, and they can be said to be blooming everywhere on this continent, appearing one after another like a flu.If a superhero has never fought with such a gang, he would be embarrassed to greet his peers when he goes out.

[Regardless of Marvel or DC, screenwriters have used this routine countless times.Suo Zhongwu was suspended in the air, slowly flying over Hunter Street at a speed of 1 meter per second, while deliberately turning his hands behind his back, imitating a villain in a super-English movie.

[However, the plot of'Hero Smashes the Prankster' is usually placed in the opening scene and never becomes the main storyline.The little-known gang is almost the novice village mobs in the game. Screenwriters don't like editing, and audiences don't like watching.The final boss in the comics and movies is either a super villain with super powers, a strange alien overlord, or simply a demon from hell.These villains are the focus of the company and the real opponents of superheroes.

The superhero wore tights and his destined opponent was covered with spikes. You shot the laser and I shot the missile. The battlefield went from the Himalayas all the way to Mars Olympus... This kind of battle scene is indeed true. Shocked, the problem is that it is not in line with Suo Zhongwu's current situation.What was placed in front of him was nothing more than a row of graffiti-filled street facades and overflowing tin trash cans. Colorful holographic projections hung overhead, singing, jumping, and raping various advertising songs.

The breeze blew, rolled up pieces of shredded paper, neither the white pigeons took off, nor the pipe organ played the magnificent BGM.Suo Zhongwu felt bored by Yue Feiyue, and when he fell across the street, he consciously stopped posing, and then simply lifted his invisibility, and walked to the performance school like a customer (closed).[I hope the next battle is interesting.Although I have no expectations.

The guard at the entrance of the lair was a light-skinned mixed-race black man with overweight and a neck as thick as his head.Wearing a Bluetooth headset, he is using dozens of flexible screens up and down his whole body while playing an MTV movie. From time to time, he will sing along and sway his whole body fat by the way:

"Yo, yo, I (me) said that chick, you walked out of the nightclub and sat in me—MotherFuxk, where did you come out!?"

With only the last 1 meter left on both sides, the "sentinel" finally found Suo Zhongwu.He quickly took off the earphones, his eyes staring like golf balls, and he shouted at Suo Zhongwu:

"Are you blind or HIGH? This is the site of the sacred arrow, the sacred arrow! We do not welcome outsiders, we do not welcome! So go back to your sushi restaurant—"

Halfway through, the guard stopped suddenly.He looked up at Suo Zhongwu ill-intentionally, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and a ugly laugh like a drake burst out from it:

"Hahahaha, oh, oh, oh! What are you wearing, buddy? Do you think you are white? Do you think you can open a plantation? I changed my mind and I took out all the cash, all!"

"My clothes?" Suo Zhongwu looked down and suddenly realized."Oh, you mean the plaid shirt? After leaving the theme park, I have never been able to change it. By the way, are you a little too sensitive? I have also met African-American folks on the road, and they didn't mention it."