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Chapter 199 Punishment for Protesters

The Winchester family reunited and left the heroes behind in a blink of an eye.

Bai Jinglan was too lazy to get involved in the party of their family, but just reminded the two brothers to remember to pay off their debts... Oh, it should be the Winchester family to pay off their debts together.

The skeleton has a service life, and it has to be replaced with a new one when the deadline is up. The first skeleton can be tried for free, but you will have to pay to purchase it in the future.

Fortunately, the Winchester family is both experienced witch hunters, and I think they are capable of taking on this debt.

Sam was more unlucky. He had always hoped that when he found his father, he would return to a peaceful life. But now... he would bear huge debts and spend the rest of his life working, because he had a girlfriend waiting to be saved, and the burden on him would be doubled.

In short, after Bai Jinglan reminded the two brothers, he sent Vivian back to Paris, kept her a little warm for a while, and teleported back to New York with space.

At this time, it is not yet tea time.

Bai Jinglan sensed Toriya's breath. They were not in Brooklyn, but went to Long Island Manor.

When Bai Jinglan returned to the manor, Toriya was training Lei Ling's combat ability, while Nilu played hide-and-seek with the little Phoenix Baby in the familiar "Vioness Palace". Participants who were forcibly pulled in include Lei Emperor and Brenheld, as well as more than a dozen Ninjas.

A group of guys ran wildly on the white sand, crackling from time to time, and then continued to run wildly, making the cold Xuye Palace like the downtown area.

Bai Jinglan held his forehead speechlessly, said to Toriya, left Long Island Manor, and returned to Williamsburg's shop alone.

However, Williamsburg is now more lively than Void Night Palace.

“This is our street!”

“Our street!”

"Without justice, there is no peace!"

Hundreds of people wandering on the streets, holding various signs and writing various slogans.

Americans are not only addicted to parties, but also to parades, and there is no day to stop.

However, parades like such large scenes are relatively rare.

Judging from this atmosphere, the parade is probably going to evolve into a riot.

Well... Americans are also skilled in riots, and riots are unfolding in corners of this country almost every day. However, in international metropolitan cities like New York, it has always been uncommon.

“What’s the situation?”

Bai Jinglan drove his Ford through the bustling crowd and saw a police car parked on the street.

The two people sitting in the front seat of the police car were Nolan and his novice instructor Bishop.

Bai Jinglan leaned over the car, lowered the window, and asked directly: "Officer Nolan, what's going on here?"

"Mr. White?"

Nolan's expression was a little weird and hesitated, "Don't you know? The Vice President is going to make an unplanned visit to our city, and the police stations in New York are going to help the Secret Service maintain order."

Bai Jinglan said with a hilarious look: "Which vice president is so capable that he actually attracts so many protesters?"

“…”

Nolan glanced at the back seat of the car and made an expression that he couldn't speak.

There was also a suit and ties sitting there, wearing sunglasses. It seemed that it was not easy for a man to mess with him, and it was obviously an agent of the Secret Service.

In front of his younger brother, even if Nolan wants to complain, he has to endure it.

Bai Jinglan didn't care and waved his hand: "Officer Nolan, see you back!"

Seeing that he was about to drive the car away, Nolan opened his mouth, as if he was anxious: "Uh...Mr. White!"

Bai Jinglan looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Nolan scratched his forehead and lowered his voice, "Your store may be in trouble, we have all been pulled to maintain order... Well, I just want to say, try to be calm and not make things worse."

“…It depends on the situation.”

Bai Jinglan smiled faintly, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards his small shop.

The vice president seemed really annoying. Protesters could be seen everywhere along the way, especially after entering Bedford Street, which seemed to be a lot more protesters.

etc……

Bai Jinglan's eyes passed through the protesters, and his expression gradually became strange.

Most of the protesters in this large-scale film, like the people in front, came to block the vice president.

There are also some strange-shaped guys holding anti-discrimination slogans in their hands.

And this group of people formed a semicircle.

Bai Jinglan's exorcist shop is the center of the semicircle.

MMP, are these guys coming to him?

When Bai Jinglan saw the brand of the plus-size model, he finally confirmed that these guys were really coming to him.

He wasn't angry about this, he just felt a little surprised.

Ludan actually let them come to find him, so why don’t he be afraid that he will suddenly get angry and throw all these crazy deceased people into the Atlantic Ocean?

"Hmm? Agents Squad... in Queens?"

Bai Jinglan sensed it and found that the aura of Jimmy Wu and others was in the Queens area not far from here.

What's going on?

Bai Jinglan stopped the car in confusion, pushed the door down, and walked towards his shop, his face slightly sank.

No wonder Nolan warned him to be calm. The shop reinforced by magic was not damaged, but many messy things were thrown away in the doors and windows.

Bai Jinglan pointed at the garbage: "Who made it?"

"You wizard!"

"It's you, a racist, who discriminates against Ms. Jones and hurts her with witchcraft!"

"Get out of Brooklyn! Get out of great America!"

The protesters raised their voices a little more, almost pointing at his nose and scolding.

Bai Jinglan raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "I was too lazy to pay attention to you, but you just caused trouble. Aren't you called me a wizard? I really want to try the effect of witchcraft, right?"

He quickly pinched a handprint and pointed at the group of people in front of him.

“In the name of Uruchiola, Malva freezes!”

Swish!

It seemed as if a flash bomb exploded.

A large area of ​​light fell overwhelmed, covering the surrounding protesters.

In an instant, everyone was frozen there.

I can't move, I can't speak, I only have my eyes, full of fear.

"Marva Freezing" is a magical version of the immobilization technique, and it is a large-scale group immobilization technique.

"In the name of Uruchiora, the souls of the penis are penetrated, and the order is... Immediately get up, use your skin, your clothes, and your tongue to clean up all the garbage here!"

Smack sex...

A group of guys who were stationary, lay down like dumplings, falling to their heads and bleeding, and their expressions did not change at all.

Then, they rolled on Bedford Street with blood all over their faces, like a group of wriggling bugs, using every part of their bodies to clear the spacious Bedford Street.

Of course, the first thing that was cleaned up was Bai Jinglan’s shop entrance.

After Bai Jinglan threw out two magics, he ignored them and opened the door and entered the shop, continuing to use Lun magic to make props.

When he made the third Lun crystal, the door of the shop was pushed open, and a mixed-race Asian beauty, with a weird look, avoided the rolling crowd and walked in carefully.

Facing the strange gaze that Bai Jinglan cast, the mixed-race beauty raised her hand and asked weakly: "It's circulating in the public. You can know anything you want to know here, but I wonder if it's true?"

Bai Jinglan put down Luen Crystal and smiled: "You have thought too much. I am not an omniscient and omnipotent God. It is impossible to know everything, but it is still okay to answer some of your doubts... Well, Skye, what do you want to ask?"
Chapter completed!
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