Spy Movie

Chapter 71 Three Skill Points
Zhang Xin was driving the car and galloping on the road, Zhao Hui was sitting in the co-pilot, and Cicada was sitting in the back.

"By the way, your commission..."

Zhang Xin originally wanted to ask Zhao Hui the real purpose of coming to New York, but he didn't expect that the system that had been silent all of a sudden had a sound again.

[You rescued Tachibana from S.H.I.E.L.D., and your actions have had a profound impact on the fate of Longhua New York Branch. Therefore, it is determined to complete an additional task, and you will get 1 skill point. 】

[You blocked the civil aviation negotiation case. This case has a profound and benign impact on the civil aviation industry of the motherland, and thus affected some of the diplomatic relations of the motherland. It is comprehensively judged that you have completed three additional missions, and you have obtained 1 skill point. 】

[You have completed the entrusted task, protecting Iron Man, you get 1 skill point. 】

[Friendly reminder: You have three skill points, which can be used for skill upgrades or exchanged for random skills. 】

Encountering such a situation, Zhang Xin's first reaction was of course ecstasy, because three skill points can actually do a lot of things.

However, there is also a sense of incongruity.

He always felt that there was something wrong with this system, and it would be fine if he could make up a little more skill points for civil aviation cases, as he had already been reminded.

What is abnormal is that it has been a long time since Tachibana was rescued, and I am only reminded now.

What offended him the most was that the three tasks were completed at the same time.

This is basically impossible, how can there be such a coincidence, unless the system's attitude towards itself is free-range...

Well, I can't think about it, the more I think about it, the more I will fuck up.

But with three skill points, you still can't use them indiscriminately. Let's listen to what Zhao Hui has to say.

"Tell me about your purpose in coming to America."

Zhao Hui looked out the window and said in a deep voice, "My junior sister has left the sect."

Zhang Xin didn't expect this opening, because judging from the fisherman's attitude towards Zhao Hui, this guy's background should be unusual, but who knew it was this style of painting.

"Li Zong? What Zong Li?"

"The sect we are in is located in the Linxi area. It is not a big sect. It is basically called Dongji Gate. In fact, our sect has a better name. That's how I was tricked into entering it."

"Although the sect is not big, the relationship between the disciples is good. Just a year ago, a group of climbers came near the mountain gate, and one of them was a foreign guy. He called himself Robert and said he came here admiring Chinese culture. I think I don't care about other people who are like dogs, but my junior sister has never seen the world, so I have a hot fight with him."

"It was nothing at first, but I didn't expect that after three days, my junior sister just said a few words and ran away from home."

Cicada couldn't help asking, "What did she leave?"

"She said she was going to seek freedom."

The car, which was traveling at a constant speed, suddenly experienced some fluctuations, swaying left and right, and almost hit the guardrail on the side of the road.

Zhang Xin looked back in disbelief: "What did you say she left?"

"She said she was going to seek freedom."

"Your junior sister's brain is not very good."

"Junior Sister has always been beautiful, lively and lovely..."

Zhang Xin rolled his eyes and said, "Pretty, lively and cute, but I think she has no brains...By the way, she left that word by herself?"

"I've seen it. Her handwriting is correct."

"Then why are you looking for her?"

"I just want to see with my own eyes how she is doing."

I didn't expect it to be a seed of infatuation.

Zhang Xin directly parked the car on the side of the road, and said, "Just in case, I need to confirm some things in advance. What do you think is freedom?"

Although Zhao Hui's appearance had always seemed a little too cold, his eyes lit up at this moment: "Of course it is unrestrained."

shallow!

Zhang Xin made such a judgment, and then asked: "Then do you know what kind of freedom consciousness is in the bones of Americans?"

Zhao Hui subconsciously said: "Freedom is freedom, how can there be a distinction between China and the United States?!"

Zhang Xin shook his head, feeling even more disappointed: "Then do you know about the American War of Independence?"

"I know that Americans are unwilling to be controlled by Great Britain and fight for independence in the form of war."

"Then do you know the massacre of Indians and the historical changes of black slaves in the United States?"

Zhao Hui nodded, and then said, "Why are you asking these questions, and besides, it's the 21st century now, why do you always hang on to things from the past?"

Zhang Xin looked at Zhao Hui carefully, and he became convinced of his guess.

Judging from the attitude of the fisherman, this guy's identity is obviously unusual.

But why would such a person be sent to Dongji Gate? !
Although he didn't know the specific process, Zhang Xin felt that this person was probably full of rebellious, restless and self-righteous factors in his bones.

"The Americans didn't want to be bound by Britain, so they launched the War of Independence; the Americans found the Indians annoying, they ran around everywhere, the crops they planted were always trampled on, the fruit was always stolen, and from time to time they were Looting. The key point is that these Indians also occupy a large area of ​​wilderness, which is too wasteful, so they launched a massacre..."

Zhang Xin pointed to the bottom of himself: "In this land, more than 2000 million Indians were massacred. Afterwards, the Americans acquired a large tract of land, and they couldn't grow it. What should we do? So they plundered from Africa. Negroes, trainer niggers use..."

"As for what you said they changed, do you know that black people have no fathers?" Seeing Zhao Hui's puzzled expression, Zhang Xin sneered.

There is a very interesting regulation in the US welfare policy, that is, if you want to receive relief funds, and if you want to receive high relief funds, the child must be a single-parent family...

In order to ensure that the recipients of the relief funds are single parents, many police officers will even make surprise inspections in the middle of the night to prevent families with living parents from defrauding relief funds.

Originally, the style of black people was rough and their sense of responsibility was weak, but now they let go.

Men just do their jobs, and women just care about giving birth. Anyway, even if you don't have a father, you can still receive relief money.

This kind of thing has existed for a long time, and it has formed some very strange and common phenomena. Black people without father control have become youths with social problems, but in another respect, they cannot cause much turmoil.

Matrilineal education is always characterized by security, struggle, resistance, and unity?What it is?
Know why there is a black man in every Hollywood movie? Is it because black people can make pain? No, the core reason is that this race has been completely tamed in the United States.

They have successfully changed from domestic slaves to domestic animals.

So do black slaves still exist?
On the surface it is gone, but many things are still preserved in the same strain.

And it has become more gentle and more difficult to guard against.

Similarly, the so-called free consciousness is also something that comes down in one continuous line.

On the surface they are talking about freedom, but in fact those who say this are often aiming at interests.

Zhao Hui was silent, and Zhang Xin didn't know if he really didn't want to be persuaded, or if he simply didn't want to argue with Zhang himself.

But he didn't care, he didn't even think about convincing him at first, he was just explaining his worldview.

"You said so much, and even stopped the car specifically, what exactly are you trying to explain?"

Zhang Xin sneered and said, "In my opinion, that junior sister of yours is useless. Even if she's still alive, she's probably a walking dead...well, a walking dead in various senses."

"So I will put some words first. If, no, if there is no if, there will definitely be a fight. If your junior sister does something weird during the fight, I will not show mercy...Of course For your sake, I will try my best not to hurt her life, but severed limbs may be unavoidable. If you can accept this premise, then we will continue to cooperate. If not...you can get out of the car and walk back to the table tennis field……"

Zhao Hui's expression was a little pale: "Aren't you serving RM?"

"Of course, but is she still our rm?"

Zhao Hui stopped talking and took off his shirt directly.

In the next moment, Zhang Xin's powerful body suddenly came into view, and there were claw marks blooming between his chest and abdomen, with bone deep visible.

(End of this chapter)