Warhammer wizard at Hogwarts

USA, Illinois, Chicago, deep in the mountains in the outer suburbs.

The pot-bellied night watchman paced the clock tower anxiously, looking up nervously at the clock on the wall, as if he could discover the truth of alchemy from the three hands of different lengths.

Ange was wearing a black suit that had never changed for thousands of years. He was sitting on the night watchman's favorite sofa. Seeing his old friend so depressed, he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You damn guy, I just asked you to help. Why do you look more nervous to receive the Sky Eagle Emperor than to accept your own son?"

"Because I have recognized my son who is as bald as Professor It's a walrus that has been robbed of its territory, "Damn it! Now I'm like the heroine in a pornographic movie. I already know what's going to happen, but I don't know when the big stick will be inserted!"

Angers shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said: "Relax, my friend. I have already been in contact with that person once before. To be honest, as long as your attitude is gentle, the outcome will always be much better than that of the heroine in the porn movie. .”

"You're such a comforter, old bastard."

The night watchman rolled his eyes, couldn't help but look at the clock on the wall again, and asked: "What on earth did that person come from? Can't He give an accurate time?"

"When the emperor comes, he will ride in a golden chariot. Tens of thousands of people will defend him, and thousands of armies will surround him." Angers spoke Chinese with a smooth accent like a broadcaster, nodded and said with a smile: "Believe me, old friend, When He comes, you will know it very clearly."

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Chicago, Illinois, USA.

While Ohm and Fiorina were talking, the deafening sound of engines came from the streets in the distance. Hummers and heavy-duty motorcycles decorated with countless sharp metal ornaments were crushing the dirty snow on the ground, and the passengers on them were An American bosozoku wearing a leather jacket and pants, with tattoos and piercings all over his body!

They leaned out of the car window, waving chains and firearms in their hands, twisting the accelerators wantonly, letting out a low and terrifying roar from the exhaust pipe, and charging forward in a show of force!

Almost as soon as they heard the roaring sound, the homeless people around them jumped up instinctively. They didn't even have time to store their few remaining belongings, and directly used all their strength to move toward the small space between the buildings. Running down the alley.

Fiorina raised her eyebrows in confusion at their behavior. Are the bosozokus in Chicago already so miserable?Even the few dollars in the homeless man's hand are going to be robbed?

But she soon understood why these wanderers did what they did.

I saw those speeding heavy vehicles slamming onto the spacious sidewalk. Amid the excited roars of the bosozokus, they used their tires to crush the homeless people who had no time to escape and the drug addicts who had no strength to escape into flesh. cake!

“Welcome to Chicago!” these bosozokus with exaggerated hairstyles yelled: “You uncitizened scum, don’t get in my fucking way!”

What is the fastest way to reduce poverty among urban residents?

Wilt Horton thought of a good way:

Of course, the citizenship of all these shitty poor devils should be cancelled. When there are only the rich and the middle class left in the city, there will naturally be no wealth ratio!

And these people whose citizenship has been revoked will not be able to work legally in the city. Even if they work, they will not be paid reasonably. Even if they are paid, they will be robbed by criminals. And because they have no citizenship, it is completely legal to rob them. the behavior of.

This is the desperate reality that this group of poor people, this group of modern exiles, have to face!

There was a skinny prostitute, holding her swollen belly due to pregnancy, looking back hastily, and running away into the alley.

The bosozoku driving the Harley motorcycle showed a sinister smile. He suddenly turned the accelerator and raised the front wheels of the heavy motorcycle beneath him, crushing the prostitute hard!

The pregnant prostitute had a look of panic and panic on her protruding face. Alcohol and drugs had completely destroyed her body. The fetus in her belly was an extremely heavy burden. Her desperate running in just a few seconds was even more exhausting. She did her best.

Facing the Bosozou's killing spree, the prostitute had no ability to dodge. The last thing she could do was to lean down and hold her bloated pregnant belly tightly in her arms to increase the child's chance of survival!

At this moment, she is not a prostitute, but a mother.

In this moment of life and death——

The crimson phantom flashed past, dragging out a brilliant rainbow light like a phoenix's tail feathers!

Purple Phoenix·Qiandai!

The prostitute with her eyes closed did not feel the severe pain of her body being crushed. Instead, she heard the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground. She opened her eyes blankly and immediately saw two Harleys.

The Harley motorcycle was split vertically into two pieces by something extremely sharp from the middle, along with the riding Bosozoku!

She heard the wanderers around her murmuring: "Phoenix..."

The prostitute immediately turned around and saw a woman wearing gorgeous purple and gold armor with loose gray hair. She was as beautiful as a phoenix and as tall and strong as a god. She was holding a long knife burning with azure flames in her hand, blocking their way. The mother and daughter were right in the middle of the group of bosozokus!

Faced with this sudden casualty, the Bosozokus suddenly stopped the car, their fierce and pointed eyes wandering over Fiorina's armor and sword blade, but no one dared to take a step forward, for fear that they and the Harley rider Same, he was chopped on the spot

"No way, no way. Do you gentlemen only dare to attack pregnant women?" Fiorina gently brushed the blade of Flame's Blade with her palm, feeling the fairy fire of Gubler. The fingers were tangled and danced gently, and he sneered contemptuously and said, "It seems that you so-called knights are just a bunch of rubbish who bully the weak and fear the strong."

Where have the bosozokus been this angry in the ghetto since Wilt Horton came to power?He immediately screamed and cursed like crazy, slamming the accelerator loudly, but had no intention of taking a single step forward.

"Shut the fuck up!"

A deep voice came from the Hummer surrounded by heavy motorcycles. A strong man wearing a hockey mask leaned out half of the Hummer sunroof, looked at Fiorina with gloomy eyes, and said: " Madam, from your accent, you are not a local, right? No wonder you don’t understand the rules here. As an outsider, you want to take my territory, and you intend to fight me to death..."