Chapter 237

Some people read certain types of novels because of their own inclination.

Some people have this tendency because they read certain types of novels.

Molly, for example, used to be an ordinary rich woman in medical school.

It was not until he came into contact with the harem Boleyn that he became a feminist.

Well, it must be admitted that the rapid update of that novel once put her in a difficult position.

So that this used to be a good girl, had to be in the wangwen.com Downstairs, organized a wave of streaking.

"But it's a good feeling to be a leader." Molly looks at the computer screen and sighs.

Then, she would express the keyboard, "sisters, the guy registered as Mark Zuckerberg, has been offline!"

"How are you fighting?"

"Ha ha, these men are so weak!"

"Several active IDS, all playing dead!"

"We have occupied the topic area of the book of unusual creatures!"

Molly click on the link to enter the topic area of "abnormality".

It has been discussed that if Anne Pauline and Pope Joanne I meet, who will be more powerful!

"Sure enough, it's only Wang's female works that feel cool enough!"

Molly pondered for a while, thinking that only when Wang Jian wrote more works of this type, could this group become more active on the Internet.

So, in reality?

"It is said that there will be a feminist rally in New York Square tomorrow!" Molly thought for a moment, then typed on the keyboard.

"No, it's a political party. I hate politicians!" Someone will reply immediately.

"But Wang will give a speech." "We should encourage Wang Duo to create female works with actions," she advised

After a period of waiting, Molly saw someone ask: "this time, still streaking?"

In other words, agreed to go?

Molly was delighted and immediately replied, "we just need to make banners to show the identity of our fans of the Pope."

She thought about it for a moment and recalled Wang Jian's panic when he saw a group of naked women last time.

So, he added jokingly, "of course, if Wang calls on us to run naked, I don't mind taking off our clothes."

"Ha, Wang?" Some people obviously think about it.

"If [you] read www.uutxt.me ]He said in public to encourage streaking, and I'll help him pull off other women's clothes as well! "

"Ha ha!"

In the topic area, there is a happy atmosphere.

Then, the women began to discuss how to dress and what kind of banners to hold.

Of course, the most important thing is to locate the northwest corner of times square as a gathering place.

And in the Bronx, there's a group of people talking about tomorrow's feminist rally.

Among them, a black man in suit and shoes was the representative sent by bet.

"Come on, niggers are more likely to cause group incidents!" A gang member scratched his dirty braid and said with a worried face.

"Not including these people!"

"Before that, I didn't know there were so many niggers with glasses in the Bronx!"

"What we want is to protest against the Asian American writer's" religious discrimination "in front of the media, not pure violence!" The elitist black man turned his lips with disdain.

"For this kind of scene, this kind of good children, it's quite enough!"

"But with these people, even the police who maintain order can't rush through, can they?" The dirty braided man thinks about the actual situation.

"Don't worry." The elite man slowly looked at the crowd, "according to the tip, the New York City Police Department will not be deployed on a large scale."

"The security personnel will pay more attention to the big people on the rostrum."

"All you need to do is make a big noise off stage, and then be interviewed by bet and NBC."

"Or you can't deal with a group of women?"

The elite man looks at the dirty braided man with burning eyes and takes out an envelope in his hand.

"Woman?" The dirty pigtail man murmured, but his eyes fell on the envelope.

"Well..." he said, pretending to be difficult, "there's no need for violence, just protest?"

The elite man nodded with a smile and put the envelope into the other person's hand.

"The difficulty is very small, not to mention..." he walked up to a black man who looked a little silly. "There is such a great guy!"

The elite man patted the strong man's face and asked with a smile, "what should you do if the police stop you?""Ho Ho," the strong man said with a smile of dementia, "I'm not afraid. I have this."

Then he took out a grenade.

“fuck！” For a moment, he forgot to shout.

"Am I not going to let you take the grenade?" The dirty braided man is a little embarrassed. Take two steps and grab the grenade.

"I'm sorry," he said to the elite man, pointing to the strong man, "he used to be the backbone of the blood Gang, because he was shot in the brain by a gun, so...

this...

the elite man stared at the grenade and felt his calf tremble a little.

It turns out that the streets of African Americans are really so terrible!

"Well," he said with a calm voice, "again, there's a great American commander on the podium!"

Elite male pointed to black big, "this kind of dangerous element, must not take."

"Yes, yes." The dirty braided man glared a big look and showed a smile to the elite man.

After seeing each other off, he returned to his room and began to arrange for tomorrow's action.

"We have so many niggers together, it's very conspicuous."

"So, in order to avoid getting the attention of the police, when the party starts, it should be scattered around times square!"

At this time, he took out a dirty map and spread it on the ground.

"As the speech goes on, we're going to gather here."

"The Asian writer was the last speaker."

"Before that, be sure to come to the venue for ordinary people who are attracted by the speech."

"That's the northwest corner of times square!"

"Boss," one of the black men interrupted the dirty pigtail man who was making a passionate speech.

He pointed to em, a strong man, and a group of people nearby.

These people are different from other nerds. They are obviously more aggressive.

"Will they use it or not?"

The pigtail man began to scratch his hair habitually and was thinking about it.

Why don't you bring it?

It seems to be dangerous. No matter how weak the nerds are, they should be able to hold down the women and scare away the party crowd.

You don't want to bring it?

Do you want to do something with these eyes nigger?

How do you feel, so bottomless?

A few minutes later, the dirty braided man made a decision.

"All of them, but no weapons!"

He thought for a moment and stressed again, "don't take the dagger with you!"