The American kill line? I, a demon hunter, don't eat beef.

Los Angeles, evening

Zhou Feng held Grace's hand as they walked down the streets of Los Angeles.

The two exchanged a few words every now and then.

"Feng, I'd like to visit your country sometime."

Grace was walking down the street, staring at the bright streetlights, when she suddenly blurted out this sentence.

Zhou Feng was puzzled. Why did this silly girl suddenly want to go back to China?

They couldn't possibly be coming to my house to demand a formal status, could they?

The key issue is that he's currently undocumented, and his passport was long gone, so how can he give her a proper status?

While Zhou Feng was imagining things, Grace continued to speak.

"I heard a lot of rumors about China in college. It was said that it was very safe there, that there was no need to worry about gunfights happening all the time, that medical care was cheap, and that the subway was very clean and tidy."

At this point, Grace paused, then looked at Zhou Feng with a smile.

"Most importantly, it's Feng's homeland, and I want to see it for myself, not just from what others say or from media descriptions."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng was speechless for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a piercing, silly laugh coming from beside him.

"These donuts are so delicious, hahaha!"

"When I was buying donuts just now, the person bent down and talked to me. I only bought six, but he gave me one extra."

"Americans are just so polite, and they're more caring and patient than we are!"

Zhou Feng felt that these words sounded familiar, as if he had heard them somewhere before he transmigrated.

He looked in the direction of the sound.

There was a Chinese man wearing a blue and red star-striped hat, with a somewhat sleazy appearance, a red jacket, and a black backpack.

He was holding a box of donuts and taking a selfie with a very old cell phone in his right hand.

Zhou Feng: ?

Upon seeing this design, he instantly recalled the person's name: the famous electronic pet on the internet—Donut King Yunxiao!

Zhou Feng suddenly felt a bit unlucky.

Is Los Angeles really that small? How could I run into him here?

In the American entertainment industry, there is actually a complete hierarchy of contempt.

For example, Ding Pangzi, the gold medal lecturer, is someone who is at the very top of the hierarchy of contempt.

Because he came to the United States on a U visa (tourist visa), his status was legal and compliant, and he did not say a bad word about his motherland on the Internet. On the contrary, he was indirectly criticizing the United States.

That's why he was able to gain millions of followers in just a few months by filming begging videos.

It is said that the California government also gave him a house and a car.

At the very bottom of the social hierarchy are people like Wang Yunxiao, who constantly face setbacks in life in China and fantasize about thriving and soaring to great heights in the United States.

Most importantly, he has said a lot of bad things about the University of Tokyo online, and he licks the boots of white people all day long, admiring them immensely.

But Zhou Feng also remembered very clearly that the donut's later fate seemed to be quite tragic.

Thinking of this, Zhou Feng raised his foot, intending to leave with Grace. He really didn't want to look at Wang Yunxiao, such a despicable person, for even a second; it would make him feel nauseous.

However, Wang Yunxiao, who was not far away, caught a glimpse of the handsome man and beautiful woman out of the corner of his eye.

Since Northern Security became profitable, Zhou Feng has started to pay attention to his appearance, wearing clothes from brands that he finds comfortable.

Of course, the price certainly won't be cheap.

Wang Yunxiao is an extremely enthusiastic person who loves everything about America, so he can naturally be very familiar with these foreign brands.

Wang Yunxiao immediately realized that this Chinese man was very wealthy. Not only were his clothes expensive, but he was also accompanied by a very beautiful white woman!

Wang Yunxiao's eyes lit up. The Chinese man's attire clearly indicated that he had made money here and even managed to pick up such a beautiful white woman!

I knew the American Dream was real!

So, he tossed his hair, a fawning smile on his face, and walked toward Zhou Feng and the others.

"Brother, you must be Chinese too, right? Can you teach me how to earn my first pot of gold?"

Zhou Feng was speechless. How could he be entangled with this plague god?

Although the original owner was also a "runren" (a derogatory term for people who have worked in the countryside), it didn't stop her from despising Wang Yunxiao, a "runren" who grew up enjoying various benefits in the country and then went on to slander others.

He looked at Wang Yunxiao with the disgust one would give garbage, and uttered a phrase that sounded like a national treasure.

"Idiot! Get lost!"

Wang Yunxiao was dumbfounded, not expecting the other party to curse him. After realizing what was happening, his face immediately darkened.

"What do you mean? We're all from the University of Tokyo, studying abroad, we're all compatriots, would it kill us to help each other out? You're clearly so rich!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Feng was so angry he laughed. "You, a mere seaman from Runren, have the nerve to bring this up? Trying to morally blackmail me?"

"Fuck your mother! You idiot, what about my fellow countrymen? Didn't your parents teach you how to write the characters for 'rare'?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot. You don't look like you have any parents alive. Why don't you go lick your American daddy's shoes instead of coming here to disgust me?"

"What? Didn't your American daddy teach you how to make money? Well, if I saw a humanoid monkey come up to me asking how to make my first pot of gold, I'd probably have nightmares for three days straight."

Zhou Feng speaks very fast, but every word is clear.

Although Grace didn't understand what he was saying, she could sense that Zhou Feng clearly disliked the Asian man in front of him.

So Grace also put her hands on her hips, put on a cold face, looked at Wang Yunxiao, and stood behind Zhou Feng, shouting loudly:

"Go away, you jerk!"

Wang Yunxiao couldn't understand Grace's English, but he could understand Zhou Feng's highly aggressive Mandarin.

His face immediately turned purple with anger. He wanted to fight, but then he realized that he was only up to the other person's chest, so he put the idea aside.

Wang Yunxiao thought for a moment, and then a brilliant idea flashed in his mind.

Before he started, he browsed many posts about American law online, and there seemed to be a crime of insult.

He believed that as long as he called the police, the American gentlemen would uphold justice for him!

Thinking of this, Wang Yunxiao sneered and threatened:

"You're dead! You just insulted me, violating Article 239 of the U.S. Constitution. I have the right to call the police to arrest you and demand compensation from you!"

He was spouting nonsense about the constitution; in his limited knowledge, he only remembered that it was the most powerful law and that it would surely fool this rude Dongda student.

Then I can extort tens of thousands of dollars from him, and he'll surely obey.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Feng burst into laughter upon hearing this.

"Idiot hahahaha, you even brought up the Constitution, I'm so scared, are you a loser who doesn't even know what the Constitution is? Hahahaha."

Wang Yunxiao couldn't stand being mocked like that, and immediately took out his phone with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Don't push me! Transfer $2 to me now, and I can pretend this never happened! Otherwise, America is a society governed by the rule of law. If I call the police right now, you'll be arrested and jailed!"

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