Chapter 2181 Battle of Two Cities! (Part 48)
Of course, it is impossible to decide like this. No one wants to stay. Everyone is clamoring to leave.
This is also related to the national atmosphere of the United States. Many people say that learning here is not competitive, but in fact, what is competitive here is socializing. Many people say that school here ends at 3 pm, but no one says that after school, you have to participate in six clubs and two community activities.
These clubs and activities are indeed not very tiring, and they can also train people's social skills, but as long as the starting point of doing these things is not to seek happiness, it must be painful.
Socializing because of personality and hobbies is one thing, and socializing for the purpose of broadening the circle of contacts, squeezing into the upper class, and achieving class crossing is another thing.
There is a standard answer to studying. If you do something wrong in social occasions, you don’t even know where you are wrong. If your parents are also ignorant, the possibility of rising will be completely cut off.
The vast majority of American teenagers take the social path. After all, schools basically don’t teach anything. If you want to be a real scientist, you either spend a lot of money on elite education, or you can only rely on your understanding and talent like Peter.
Although most people cannot be called geniuses in psychology, they have some understanding of this since they were young. They know very well how to achieve social suppression. As I said before, the principle of social suppression is never to talk about the matter at hand.
"This damn lunatic! He just doesn't like me!" Big Wave started yelling again. She gritted her teeth and said to the man in the baseball cap in the standard Kardashian tone: "You are a typical sexist, right? Do you know that my good figure is worth 200,000 US dollars? That is money you can't earn in your lifetime!"
At this time, the black lady spoke: "Okay, girl, I didn't want to speak before because I think we should focus on the business."
The Penguin almost applauded her, but then he heard the black lady say.
"You shouldn't always talk about breasts, buttocks and good figures. This is serious discrimination against body shapes. Do you have to link your artificially modified body shape with money? Who do you think you are? Kim Kardashian, that bitch?"
"Hey, don't say that about her." The tattooed man said, "I like her husband."
The black lady was like a barrel of explosives that was suddenly ignited. She began to curse Kim Kardashian with a series of black swear words and slangs, and her saliva was about to spray on Penguin's face.
But this was just the beginning. Penguin finally interrupted their quarrel and decided to let all of them go out to inform others. He and Peter stayed to work, but the short-haired girl raised objections again.
"Why are we blocking the door with cars? We should get some weapons instead of hiding in this hut, as if we are afraid of them."
"It's easy for you to say that, where can we get weapons?" The tattooed man raised his voice and said, "Do you rely on you to bribe those policemen?"
"We should show those policemen some power." Big Wave said again: "I agree, we can't just hide here, we must go to the streets to defend our rights."
This was echoed by others. Penguin stretched out his hands helplessly and said to them: "Wait, listen to me first, these security measures are only temporary, to prepare for us to fight for our own rights."
Hearing him say this, the short-haired girl grumbled After a few words without saying anything, the big wave girl flicked her hair and said, "Those two scrapped cars are of no use at all. When I came here, I saw a bus stop at the intersection. We should let the bus driver drive the car over."
"Now our mayor is in danger. He has fallen to this point because he spoke for us. Are we the only ones who stand up to protect him? Why shouldn't the bus driver stand up?"
"That makes sense." The short-haired girl nodded and said, "We are not trying to rob the car. We just let him drive over to temporarily block the back door. This is to defend our collective rights. He has no right to refuse."
"But I see a policeman over there." The tattooed man said hesitantly.
"The bus driver voluntarily drove the car here, can the police still do anything?" Big Wave said in a controlled tone: "This is our freedom, why should he do anything?"
As they were about to go to the bus stop to find the bus driver, Penguin quickly walked to the door and stopped them, saying: "We should not have a conflict with the police now, after all, no one knows whether they are real police or killers sent by someone."
Several people immediately showed surprised expressions, and the short-haired girl took a step back in fear, as if they had never thought of this possibility.
"Let's call more people first." Penguin still adhered to his plan and said: "I need more people to know what we are doing. Only by spreading our voice can there be greater hope."
In fact, Penguin just saw that the few people who took the initiative to stay were all weird. His rich experience from gang bosses to black and white gave him superb ability to identify people. Now, except for him and Peter Parker, all the people in the room can only talk.
However, in this case, there can be no higher requirements. The so-called garbage is resources placed in the wrong place. Since you can talk, just call more people. There will always be people who can do the work.
Then the penguin man found out that he was wrong.
The few people in the hut at the beginning did call more people. In less than an afternoon, more than 50 people gathered on the street, and many more were on the way.
The Penguin hopes to eventually organize more than 200 people to protest at the door of the Gotham Police Department. The police department must withdraw the arrest warrant, and then the city government and the state legislature. Of course, those upper-class companies targeting him cannot be let go.
But the problem is that when there are more people, there are more conflicts. The quarrel between a few people in the cabin before was a condensed version. After the number of people expanded to 50, they split into several factions and began to attack each other crazily.
What's more terrifying is that the environmentalists led by the short-haired girl criticized the people in Hell's Kitchen for pouring dirty water into the river at will, and even using chemicals to wash clothes upstream, so they rushed over and beat those standing by the river.
The transgender group represented by Big Wave believes that other people in the group discriminate against them and ask them to apologize immediately, otherwise they will call a lawyer to resort to law.
The small group led by the tattooed man seemed to have a big fight with another rock group because of different musical views. Some people had their front teeth beaten out.
The black sister organized a black group and had a fierce verbal confrontation with the white people on the other side, and it was about to develop into a physical confrontation.
The game boy mixed with Gonzalez's group of street boys. They were not aggressive, but they just planned to go to the nearby electronic machinery waste treatment plant to exchange some equipment for playing games.
"I warn you again, you damn transgender sissies, what right do you have to deny our musical taste?!" "Say it again, I recorded the lyrics just now, I will let the lawyer sue you to bankruptcy!"
"You don't understand what we are doing now! We are fighting for our legal rights, you damn loser! This is the reason for your failure!"
"Be quiet, be quiet, can't we talk?"
"Who wants to fight with this group..."
Bang! ! !
The moment the gunshot sounded, no one reacted. The short-haired girl burst into the first scream, trembling all over and looking at the big wave, at this time there was a bloody hole in her chest.
Peter immediately pulled several people around him and ran back. Everyone screamed and scattered. When the crowd dispersed, Peter found that the man in the cap was holding a gun.
Bang! !
Another shot hit the abandoned iron barrel next to him. The bullet reflected and hit a person's calf. He screamed and shouted to the person in front of him: "No, I was shot. He wants to kill me. He wants to kill me!!"
The man in the cap started to shoot indiscriminately. Peter immediately went around the back of the small house, picked up a piece of iron, and threw it at the man in the cap's head with all his strength.
Because the angle was diagonally behind the cap, it was in his blind spot, so he was not noticed. With a bang, the cap was knocked down.
Gonzalez and Peter and his group rushed up and pressed him down. The police came soon, and the cap was also taken to the police car.
Then people found out that he was an accomplice in a school shooting three days ago. Because he was a minor suspect and could only tip off the police, he was only sentenced to community service.
But now it seems that he may have framed someone else. He was the real culprit who fired the gun. He had no other reason for the crime, just revenge on society.
This finally calmed down the group of demons and ghosts, and they were finally able to listen to Penguin's speech in a quiet manner.
Just when Penguin thought that things had improved and began to convey the tasks to them step by step, he realized that this was not the end, but just the beginning.
The short-haired girl thought that Penguin's idea of asking them to protest was a good one, but she was determined not to allow the parade team to use signs made of cardboard and plastic, but to use environmentally friendly cardboard made of recycled pulp.
Otherwise, they would not only refuse to participate in the parade, but also hold a new environmental protection parade here to protest the unenvironmental behavior of the people in Hell's Kitchen.
Although the shot Dabolang was sent to the hospital, other transgender groups demanded that since their group participated in the parade, they must raise their flag. They proposed that the rainbow flag must be added to the parade, otherwise they would not participate in the parade and would protest against the discrimination against transgender groups.
The music group represented by the tattooed man believed that they must add rock elements to the parade, perhaps some musical instruments and car audio, and asked the streets where they paraded to cancel the silent law.
The black group led by the black sister asked the Penguin to speak for the black race, because although the victim Anderkin was not black, he fell down and caused two car accidents at the intersection, one of which was a bus that overturned and had two black people sitting in it.
Everyone asked to express their demands in the parade, and their demands must be the main focus. No matter how the Penguin persuaded them, their opening remarks were "Although you are a hero, we...", followed by a series of fierce ideological views.
The Penguin finally realized that heroes are not important to them, but they themselves are important to them.
Then Penguin discovered something even scarier, which was that he couldn't run away.
Now it was no longer a situation where everyone would go home obediently if he called a halt. The topic of Penguin as the heroic mayor became more and more popular. All the activists who came wanted to take advantage of the popularity of this topic. They wanted Penguin to stand on their side and express their demands for them.
Soon Penguin began to face the questions from hell.
"Mr. Mayor, why don't you answer my question directly? Do you think the environmental protection issues in Brooklyn are not worth paying attention to?"
"I didn't say..."
"Answer my question directly, Mr. Cobblepot, why can you ignore the harm to the transgender group? She was even shot and she was dying! And you were indifferent. You see how this society persecutes us!"
"I didn't..."
"I must emphasize to you again, Mr. Mayor, during your term, the employment rate of black people has not improved, which shows that we are still facing serious discrimination problems. You have to give us an explanation."
"I'm not..."
"Why don't we allow niche art lovers to exist? The strange eyes we face are the bad consequences of lack of education! We need living space! Don't you think so?!"
"I..."
Looking at the Penguin who was surrounded by the crowded crowd, his face flushed but couldn't say a word, Peter wanted to say that he was professionally trained and usually didn't laugh unless he couldn't help it.
Peter couldn't help it, and Bruce was the same. The two were as happy as two huskies playing in the snow.
The power of white leftists.