The Wolf of Los Angeles - Chapter 327

The sky has turned black.

At the entrance of the VIP channel of the terminal, dozens of media reporters and hundreds of protest teams blocked Antonio’s way.

The media reporter is fine, but the problem is sharp but he doesn’t scold people.

And the voices of cursing Antonio in the protest team kept coming.

Many of them were his former supporters.

The people’s homes were burned down. After seeing the truth behind the reports on the Internet and TV stations, they wished to tear Antonio, who sold water and pushed the female firefighter, tore up.

There is no difference between people and countries.

There are no eternal allies, only eternal interests.

Among the reporters, Halle Wayne used the news provided by Channel 11 to question: “Mr. Mayor, the worst fire broke out in Los Angeles in a century. Don’t you rush back immediately and enjoy the female star performance service provided by a local consortium in Busan, South Korea. Don’t you feel ashamed?”

Another reporter shouted: “The disaster in Los Angeles is so serious, why don’t you come back to rescue the disaster as soon as possible? Koreans often use female stars to entertain important figures. Are you enjoying special services from Koreans in Busan?”

Antonio knew very well that he had to argue and extort, that all this was not his own responsibility.

He said loudly: “Countless firefighters are trying their best to put out fires, and citizens must also rescue themselves! You must understand that disaster relief is not the responsibility of the government, it is the product of socialism.”

Antonio knew that the fire was difficult to control, and the citizens must be allowed to recognize the facts: “The municipal government does not owe you anything, don’t always think about what the municipal government does for you, don’t let yourself become a part of the disaster, you must be the one who solves the disaster!”

These words were shocking and the audience calmed down for a moment.

An Escalade drove over, Antonio got in quickly and left the airport.

Los Angeles International Airport is southwest, far from the north-central part of the fire.

Antonio looked out of the car window and found that Los Angeles was still the bustling city of angels.

Suddenly, a sirens burst into flames and a community in the southeastern region spread rapidly.

By the time Escalade passed by the road outside the community, the fire had already started, the community was in chaos, and some black people were still striking the community.

Antonio ordered Assistant Gordon: “Call the heads of the police, the fire department, the transportation department and the health department for a meeting, and I will meet them in the city hall in an hour.”

He thought a little: “Los Angeles lacks water, and there is no water shortage in the north. Communicate with the state legislature and northern cities and start water support procedures… Well, in addition, we need water urgently with the Water Bank of Wandefu.”

Gordon remembered it all.

…

The night in Los Angeles was divided into two parts, and the fire in the north-central area turned red.

The south is pitch black.

Because there were too many people coming out of the many black settlements including Compton, Watts and Willowbrook.

During the day, they heard about the methods of purchasing goods for free. They put on black clothes, black hats, drove their own or rented broken cars, and began a great migration from south to north.

The western and northern Los Angeles are relatively wealthy, and most of the middle-class people are living in small suburban towns on this side.

The main settlement of blacks is South Los Angeles.

Thousands of black people, arson and revel in free purchases.

Some of them even came near Twitter, but were scared away by fully armed security personnel.

Late at night, Hawke said to Edward: “Go and inform them, tonight is the only chance. Antonio returns to Los Angeles and will soon be fully rectified in the commercial and wealthy areas.”

Edward called, said only one sentence to begin, and replied to Hawke: “They have developed a perfect strategy.”

In the north of Santa Monica, Campos, Juan, Carlos, Garcia, Jero and Fiona all wore black clothes, put on special black gloves, dyed the exposed positions black with special oil paint, and wore black hats worn by many black people tonight.

The strong winds have been getting stronger since the evening, gradually approaching the 50-mph forecast by Caltech meteorological experts.

Campos and his group drove a few broken pickup trucks that they stolen and scattered to attract the crowd.

Of course, what you want to do tonight will be the leader.

Betty kept staring at a rising black gang from Watts.

These old blacks are looking for valuable goals.

Campos, in the name of the black gang in Compton, found the group of Watts gang Lao Hei, saying that there was a place nearby that had a large amount of cash and valuables on a daily basis, and could do a ticket to rob 20 middle-class communities.

The old blacks from Watts were originally coming out to make money tonight, and their talent instinct drove them on this path to make money.

Arriving north of the Ackerman Foundation, Campos led several Lao Hei, who was leading the way to a nearby tall building.

The temporary fire here has long been evacuated.

But at a high altitude, through the window, you can see the brightly lit Ackerman Foundation headquarters in the distance with a telescope.

The tall courtyard walls are surrounded by two small buildings, and many security personnel can be seen under the lights.

Lao Hei, who has dreadlocks, said, “There are so many guards, and there must be valuables inside, but they have a little bit of people. If there are weapons, it will be very troublesome.”

Campos rubbed his nose with his mask exposed: “This is the headquarters of a charity foundation, and they receive big donations every day. I have worked here before. They only shipped their cash to the bank vault every Friday. Today is Thursday, and it’s the time to get the most money.”

The dreadlocks stood behind the window, and through the telescope, they could see that there was indeed a sign from the charity foundation hanging on one side of the door.

He said, “There are a lot of guards, if there are guns.”

Campos sneered: “Just, don’t tell me you don’t have guns, you can’t get into Los Angeles without guns!”

The dreadlocks lifted up the black T-shirt, revealing the M1911 tied to the waist.

He was itchy with money, but his brain, which has a small brain capacity, had some ability to think: “Even if we have guns, rushing over like this is a living target.” Campos reminded: “Where did you pay attention when you came up? There is a convenience store on the first floor, which will definitely sell alcohol and sugar. As long as we slightly transform high-alcohol, sugar, butter and gasoline, the best flame bomb!”

I watched too many movies with Dreadlocks, and I had some insights: “Motolov cocktail?”

Campos snapped his fingers and said, “Do you want to move second-hand furniture and appliances in those middle-class communities, or do we get a million yuan ticket?”

“Go to the convenience store!” Dreadbies went downstairs.

The group smashed open the door and rushed into the convenience store, finding a lot of high vodka, sugar and butter.

The people with Dreadlocks were going to find a place to set the fire and brought a lot of gasoline.

It didn’t take long before these people made dozens of simple flammable bottles.

Campos and others led the way, and Lao Hei drove more than a dozen cars to the headquarters of the Ackerman Charity Foundation in the south.

Dirty Lao Hei directed a man and a vehicle to go around the back door of the foundation.

Campos took his men straight to the front door.

As he approached the courtyard wall, Juan lit the molten bottle in his hand and threw it hard towards the wall on the bumper of a broken pickup truck.

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The molten bottle flew over the wall and fell into the yard. As the glass bottle shattered, the flames quickly ignited.

Then, more than a dozen molten bottles were thrown into the foundation from different locations.

Almost at the same time, Garcia and Carlos also incited a group of old black men to come over.

These people threw out the mooring bottle at the entrance of the foundation without saying a word.

Due to the threat of the fire, the senior executives of the foundation have already withdrawn, leaving only security personnel to guard the door.

Two security officers issued loud warnings and even pulled out guns.

But the gunshot did not block Lao Hei who was almost crazy in the robbery state, but instead a molten bottle hit the feet of the security personnel.

As a mess of gunfire sounded, security personnel fell into the blazing flames.

On a tall building not far away, Morientes, who was wrapped in black clothes, picked up the shell and put it in his pocket.

At this moment, hundreds of molten bottles have been thrown into the yard of the Ackerman Foundation.

When the flame is blown by the wind, human power cannot be extinguished.

The security guard who originally wanted to put out the fire quickly left the fire scene.

The strong winds blew the flames and ignited the green belt. In this special terrain, small-scale gusty winds were formed due to changes in airflow.

The glass of the two office buildings was shattered, and curtains and the like were the first to burn.

Buildings in the Los Angeles area use too much wood material.

If the flame is a little out of control, it will turn into a fire.

The security staff have watched too many fires in Los Angeles in the media these days, and hesitated a little and chose to run away.

If you don’t run, you may be burned to death here.

In contrast, Lao Hei, who is determined to purchase goods for free, is even more brave.

Or, it’s even more brainless.

Campos and others mixed in and entered the office building where the finance office was located.

They go in quickly and leave quickly.

By the time the sirens sounded, there was no sign of shadow.

The police force of LAPD, even if it only guards the rich and middle-class areas, is not enough at this special moment.

South Los Angeles remained calm, with chaos in the north and north.

The black people’s burning, smashing and looting further purifies the flames.

At dawn, the overburden area in Los Angeles exceeded 200 square kilometers.

Among them, the northern part of Santa Monica is full of scorched earth.

The headquarters of the Ackerman Charity Foundation has been transformed into a smoked ruin.

Antonio was in the city hall and got all bad news.

The fire station lacks people, water and equipment, and the female firefighter is useless. The male firefighter passively, for fear of being injured and suffering a series of bad things from the 911 firefighters.

There have even been many cases of getting off work on time.

Because some of the benefits of male firefighters were transferred to the gender equality department to protect the rights and interests of female firefighters, male firefighters were extremely dissatisfied. Yesterday, hundreds of firefighters put down their firefighting work when they were putting off work and driving home when they were putting down their firefighting work.

As for the fire, of course it will be extinguished after going to work tomorrow.

In terms of Los Angeles water resource mobilization, Wandefu’s Water Bank rejected the City Hall’s request for water transfer.

Even Antonio called Stewart Resnick in person, it was still useless.

The latter made it clear that the drought in Southern California is severe, and all Wandefu plantations are facing water shortage. They sympathize with the fire in Los Angeles, but they can do nothing.

Water Bank holds the controlling stake in most of Los Angeles’ freshwater resources.

Just in the chaos, Washington also paid attention to Los Angeles. (End of this chapter)