American Comprehensive Detective: Start with a black gun

96 Chapter 96 Help me

Feeling the gazes around him, the man lost face.

For the sake of self-esteem, he felt that Ron should be given a little color.

He got off the generator car, clenched his fists in front of his chest, in a standard boxing posture.

"I'll make you pay the price, you sick bastard dared to hit me..."

"bang"

As soon as the words fell, Ron hit the man on the head again with his fist.

Halfway through the man's words, he was punched in the head again, and then fainted magnificently.

Ron clenched his fist, but fortunately his strength was still there, which made him feel a little relieved.

Looking around, the people watching the excitement avoided Ron's sight.

It was indeed Ron's fighting power that made them afraid.

The middle-aged woman whispered: "Actually, you don't have to do this. The law enforcement team will come later, and you will be punished..."

What happened just now was clearly recorded by the camera on the ceiling, and the law enforcement team was rushing here.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not standing out for you, I'm just seeing him upset." Ron said to the middle-aged woman.

Three white men in black suits and black sunglasses appeared around the corner and walked over.

The leader is a handsome young man with sharp facial features.

Ron knew this guy, a younger version of Keanu Reeves.

"Damn, why is Keanu Reeves in this show? It doesn't make sense!"

"Keanu Reeves" said indifferently: "Mr. Ron, because you fought in the company, you have to come with us."

"you are?"

"The captain of the first team of the law enforcement team."

"No, what I asked was your name!"

"You can call me Neo."

Ron was even more puzzled, what the hell, who is Neo?

Ron was going crazy, because he didn't like to remember names when he watched movies and TV shows.

"Well, no problem, I am willing to go with you, but the cause of the incident is that he provoked me first."

"The company will give you justice!"

Ron finally left with Neo, and the man he knocked down had already been sent away on a stretcher by the doctor.

trial room.

Ron sat in a cold metal chair with shackles on his hands and feet.

Exaggerated advertisements are being played on the LCD screens on the walls.

Ron was bored watching all kinds of nonsense advertisements.

He's going crazy.

Three full 10 minutes of commercial bombardment.

The question is, who the hell can tell him that he can watch advertisements in places like Mao's interrogation room?

The point is, if you pay, you can not only remove the ads, but also see exciting paid content.

Think about watching exciting content in the interrogation room, isn't it exciting?

Of course, paying can also watch movies, listen to music, watch talk shows and so on.

Ron looked at his balance, and there were only more than 500 million credit points left, so he decided to continue advertising.

Because he knows that the ticket to participate in the draft needs 1500 million credits.

In case, in the future, you need to use credit points to buy tickets, and then make your debut in the draft.

When he was young, he also had a draft dream.

He is not bad at singing, dancing and rapping.

Just then, the door opened.

Then a woman in a black professional dress walked in.

"Hello, my name is Sati, and I will handle the dispute between you and Divac."

"Hello there!"

Ron carefully looked at the woman opposite. The woman was about 1.6 meters tall, petite, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, behind the glasses were a pair of sharp eyes, and sat opposite Ron with crossed black silk thighs.

"Then let's get straight to the point, Mr. Ron, you signed a labor contract with our company after graduating from high school. The contract period is 20 years. During these 20 years, your duty is to work for the company. Now, you are actually working It's time to hit someone. In view of your behavior, the company will give you corresponding punishment. Not only that, you also need to compensate Divac for a sum of money. Of course, because Divac provoked you first, the amount of money is not much. So now are you willing to accept punishment?"

"I signed a labor contract with you?"

"Correct!"

"Then can I enter and leave the company freely?"

"Of course, but a deposit must be paid."

"How many?"

"5000 million credits."

"Damn, so much?"

"Sir, please watch your language!"

"Can I sue you for imprisoning workers?"

"Of course, we will accept your complaint."

"What do you mean?"

"That's what you think!"

"Justice for shit!"

……

500 million credits go in, 400 million credits come out.

Ron was fined 80 credits and compensated Divac with 20 credits.

This made Ron feel distressed for a while.

100 million credit points, I don't know how long it takes to ride the electric car to earn this money.

Well, via Sadie.

He learned some information, that is, he has now signed a 20-year labor contract with the company and needs to work for the company for 20 years.

The reason why he signed such an agreement was because he came from a poor area and did not have enough credit points to obtain a formal resident certificate. Without a formal resident certificate, he could only work in such a black-hearted company.

In the company, he obtains credit points by pedaling a generator car. All expenses require credit points, even leaving the company temporarily requires credit points, and even if he wants to terminate the agreement, it needs billions of credit points.

Ron was very speechless, thinking that the original world was very fucked up, but he didn't expect this world to be even more fucked up.

What he wants most now is to escape from this world, but he has no clue now.

I don't even have a clue how to leave the company.

As for breaking in, don't try it unless you have to.

Because the technology in this world is obviously very advanced, maybe there are some weapons that can easily kill him.

Or pedal the electric car.

Ron went back helplessly, and then started pedaling the electric car.

Everyone was not curious when they saw Ron return.

Perhaps they have lost the emotion of curiosity.

They pedaled the dynamo by themselves.

If you are bored, just look at the advertisement on the display screen in front of the generator car.

Tired of watching ads, you can pay to watch some paid programs.

Of course, this kind of program cannot be watched often, otherwise the credit points will not be enough.

Ron sat on the seat and stared at the cartoon on the screen.

In the cartoon, a lonely person pedals a dynamo, just like him who is hard-pressed.

Then, he watched the numbers in the lower right corner keep increasing, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of pride in his heart.

Because he has the best body, he pedals the electric scooter the fastest, generates the most electricity, and his numbers increase the fastest.

The black buddies next to him were all stunned.

Damn, it has an electric motor, right?

How could it be so fast?
He didn't believe that Ron could last an afternoon.

The truth was brutal, and Ron pedaled like this all afternoon.

He actually got 20 credit points, which is five times as much as him.

The blacks were convinced, and then ran over to ask for the secret.

What secret could Ron have, he blamed everything on talent.

Negroes obviously don't believe it.

The black man asked for the secret again, but Ron just told him that the secret was not free.

The black dude hesitated.

Ron is all about your buy it or not attitude.

The black man is the protagonist of this story, "Bingham".

This guy spent 1500 credits on a show ticket for a white girl in order to lick a white girl.

The white girl was successful in the audition and made her debut as a porn star.

Bingham watched the women he couldn't bear to sleep with, and staged passionate scenes with various human beings on the screen.

The passion scene was watched by countless people, and Bingham almost went crazy.

This story once again tells us that licking a dog is not a good death.

Ron felt that the other party was better off him than a white girl.

Maybe, Ron is willing to help him transform his bloodline, and he will reach the pinnacle of his life from then on.

After get off work, Ron carried the dinner plate.

On the plate was a large hamburger.

He bought an apple from the vending machine.

Mad, the apple is still stuck.

Ron, who was depressed for a long time, directly kicked the vending machine a few times, and the apple was reluctant to spit it out.

Bingham was about to remind Ron that he could squat down and reach into the vending machine to take out the stuck apple, but Ron took out the apple violently.

The key point is that the vending machine is miraculously cured, and the apples will no longer be stuck.

Just as Ron sat down, a fat white man who was sweating profusely sat across from him with a dinner plate, who else could it be if it wasn't Oyate.

"Ron, help me!"

　Thanks to Xingyin, Wujidao, aaaaaaaadf, uncompromising heart, and unlimited monthly ticket support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)