Search for Treasure Worldwide Chapter 2061: A **** farce
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It didn't take long for Ye Tian's motorcade to enter Manhattan Island and drive straight to his home on 110th Street at the north end of Central Park.
As soon as the motorcade entered 110th Street, Ye Tian saw from afar that there were many people protesting and demonstrating on the sidewalk opposite his apartment building, holding various banners and slogans. The scene looked lively.
In addition to these protestors, there were also many media reporters gathered at the scene, holding long guns and short cannons, already in position, waiting for Ye Tian to come back.
There are also a large number of New York police officers responsible for maintaining order on the scene.
They had already set up a cordon to keep out the seemingly angry protestors, including the media reporters.
Inside the cordon and in front of the apartment building are the warning areas of many of Ye Tian's security personnel.
They were all on alert, watching the protestors and the situation on the street and in Central Park across the way, ready to react at any time.
Obviously, the news of Ye Tian's return to New York has spread quickly, which is why so many people have come to 110 Street.
Seeing this scene, a contemptuous smile immediately flashed across Ye Tian's face, his eyes full of disdain.
Immediately afterwards, he looked through the car window at Central Park on the left, and turned on the perspective, thoroughly seeing through the snowy forest in Central Park.
In Central Park, he only saw some ordinary people visiting or wandering around. He did not find any ambushed gunmen, so there was no potential danger.
Next, he looked through the familiar buildings on the right side of the convoy, but also found no lurking gunmen.
Of course there is a reason why he is so cautious.
Those mafia scum from the previous Cosa Nostra, as well as other enemies from all walks of life, as well as the newly added enemies, those Korean stickmen, are all objects that need to be guarded against.
While he was observing the situation outside through perspective, Cole's voice also came from the wireless phone.
"Steven, the situation on site is under our control. You can rest assured that we have thoroughly checked the Central Park area and found no potential dangers.
We also used Beetle drones to secretly check the apartment buildings near your home. There were no lurking gunmen or other strange guys.
The protesters gathered in front of your house are mainly Koreans from lower Manhattan. They should be organized by the Korean Consulate General in New York, and there are some others."
After hearing the report, Ye Tian immediately sneered and said:
"Okay, Cole, you did a good job, let the guys continue to be vigilant and ready to react at any time to prevent those protesting guys from playing tricks.
During protests and demonstrations, Koreans like to play dirty tricks to gain attention and sympathy. If they are gay, everyone will ignore them and just watch the show.
All you have to do is use a camera to record all this, and then post it on the Internet as soon as possible to prevent some people with ulterior motives from pouring dirty water on us! ”
"Got it, Steven, we know what to do!"
Cole responded in a deep voice, his words full of confidence.
As he spoke, Ye Tian's motorcade had arrived in front of his apartment building. Seven or eight tall bulletproof SUVs parked end to end on the roadside, blocking the view from Central Park.
As soon as the convoy came to a stop, Mattis and Cole led a large number of armed security personnel out of the car and quickly set up a line of defense around the convoy.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Tian and David got off the car one after another and walked towards the door of the apartment building together.
As they appeared, the large number of protestors across the street suddenly felt like they were getting blood, waving the banners and slogans in their hands desperately, and protesting loudly at the top of their lungs.
"Steven, you are a butcher and a robber!"
"You are a **** and a villain, Steven. You must publicly apologize and take responsibility for your violent behavior"
In addition to these protestors, many media reporters who were blocked outside the cordon were also excited and asked questions loudly at the top of their lungs.
"Good afternoon, Steven, I am a reporter from the Washington Post. Please tell me about your lawsuit against the Korean Consulate General in New York. Everyone is very interested"
"Hello, Steven, some time ago the New York Police Department arrested several members of the Italian Mafia Cosa Nostra and deported a group of people. Do these things have anything to do with you?"
With waves of angry and even hysterical protests, as well as loud questions from many media reporters, the area in front of the apartment building suddenly became extremely lively, as if a pot was boiling.
Ye Tian seemed oblivious to all this and didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went straight to the door of the apartment building.
At the same time, he had secretly turned on the perspective and looked through the apartment building where his home was located from top to bottom, not missing a single corner.
After confirming that there was no potential danger and that the apartment building was very safe, he stepped forward to enter his fingerprint and password and opened the door of the apartment building.
The next moment, he led David and Matisse into the apartment building and disappeared from the sight of the guys outside.
They had just entered the apartment building and had not taken a few steps forward. Cole, who was staying outside the apartment building and was in charge of security, suddenly said through the invisible wireless headset:
"Steven, your guess is correct. Those Koreans are going to play dirty tricks. One of them, a guy in his forties, seems to be preparing to cut off his fingers. He is crazy. All the media reporters are surrounding him. ”
"Korean people are so virtuous. Sometimes they are paranoid like lunatics. If you like, you can cut them as you please. If your fingers grow on him, he will know whether it hurts or not. It would be best for him to castrate himself on the spot.
This is a way for them to express their determination. After seeing blood, those Koreans will wrap up the severed finger and then go to the hospital to reattach the broken finger.
All you have to do is to capture all this with a camera, and then immediately post it on the Internet to disassociate yourself from it. Otherwise, those Koreans will definitely be in trouble.
After all, this is in front of my house. For humanitarian reasons, after that Korean idiot cuts off his finger, you can just call an ambulance for your help. This is considered the most benevolent thing! ”
Ye Tian said with a sneer, not caring about the life and death of the Korean outside.
"Understood, Steven, leave the outside matters to us"
Cole responded, then ended the call.
As soon as he finished speaking, David, who was standing next to Ye Tian, continued:
“These Koreans are really crazy. They actually used violent means to protest. I don’t know what they think.”
"How about we call the Koreans Goryeo Bangzi? There is a reason for that. Those guys' minds are just like sticks, and they don't know how to turn."
Ye Tian said jokingly, his words full of disdain.
"Hahaha"
The scene immediately burst into laughter, and everyone laughed.
At this time, outside the apartment building, it was a complete mess.
The middle-aged Korean man who tried to cut his own finger to show his determination took out a pair of gardening scissors used to prune branches and clamped the little finger of his left hand with the sharp edge of the scissors.
With just a little force, he could cut off the little finger of his left hand, causing blood to splatter on the spot.
Around this guy, other protesting Koreans pulled up a human wall to block the New York police who tried to stop him, and protested loudly and hysterically, as if they were crazy.
But they were also relatively wise. They just kept protesting verbally and engaging in verbal exchanges with the New York police officers, but they never took action or gave the police a reason to draw their guns and open fire.
On the periphery of the New York police officers, there were many media reporters who were worried about the chaos in the world. Each of them raised their cameras and video cameras above their heads, taking pictures of the situation in the center of the crowd.
None of them came forward to stop the Korean fool in the crowd from his sexual behavior. Instead, they were extremely excited and captured this rare news picture.
On the periphery, Cole and the others watched this farce with cold eyes, and operated a small drone to record the scene from a high position and keep it as video evidence.
"Get out of the way, I'm warning you again, get out of the way immediately"
The New York police officers who were stopped outside shouted warnings to the Koreans, and they were all so angry that smoke was coming out of their noses.
They tried to rush into the crowd to stop the bloodshed. If the idiot in the crowd really cut off his finger, and in front of so many media reporters, it would be troublesome.
However, although the Koreans blocking them kept retreating, they refused to get out of the way, and kept arguing, trying to delay time.
Seeing that the defense line formed by these Koreans was about to be broken through, many New York police officers were about to rush into the crowd.
At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly rang out from the crowd, resounding throughout the street.
"Ah——!"
With this scream, the Korean man in his forties in the crowd squeezed off the gardening shears hard.
The next moment, the front half of his left little finger was cut off, and a stream of blood spurted out.
Finally bloodshed, the farce in front of the apartment building was pushed to its climax!