Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Below this old building.

There were more than a dozen city buses parked there, and next to each bus was a city SUV with its siren blaring.

Dozens of heavily armed ICE members slowly advanced toward the building.

The first group of undocumented workers who were discovered ran out in a panic and bumped right into this group of people.

"Put your hands behind your head and face down!" an ICE officer with a megaphone shouted at the group of undocumented workers.

Unfortunately, most of these illegal workers couldn't understand English, and in their extreme fear, they chose to rush in directly.

The result was as expected.

Bang, bang, bang...

"what!"

The illegal workers screamed as they fell, their chests and heads riddled with bullet holes.

On the other hand, ICE calmly pulled out his walkie-talkie and casually reported to his superior:

"This is Jennick... This is the Fez community... Firing has begun, repeat, firing has begun..."

Here.

After five or six people died in succession, these illegal workers from all over the world finally calmed down and stood there in fear, too terrified to move.

ICE shouted for a while, but seeing no one lying on the ground with their head in their hands, they scratched their heads and said to their superior:

"Boss, I bet they can't understand human language. Should we just kill them all?"

"You idiot, do you want me to make international headlines?"

A portly, slightly balding white man looked at his ICE subordinate with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Send five men to handcuff them if they don't resist, and then put them on the transport vehicle."

The bald, white old man gave the order in a deep voice.

"Yes, BOSS!" The subordinate stood up straight and saluted the old white man.

......

upstairs.

Inside the rental house.

Bai Chen sat helplessly on the sofa.

The gate was open; he opened it himself to prevent those mad dogs from damaging it with a door-breaking tool.

There was absolutely no need to resist when faced with dozens of ICE soldiers armed with fully automatic weapons.

He didn't have to wait long.

Several ICE members came inside and saw Bai Chen sitting on the sofa.

"I have no weapons, and I will not resist!"

Bai Chen spoke first, raising his hands to show the other person that he had nothing in them.

This is very important in the United States.

According to gun control regulations, no department may fire a gun at a person who is unarmed.

"Hey guys, relax, he's Chinese!"

After one of the ICEs spoke up, the rest of them relaxed.

In the United States, yellow skin is often synonymous with honesty, and Chinese people with yellow skin are known for their law-abiding nature.

Well...except for fairies!

"Hey buddy, stand up. I'm about to handcuff you. I hope you don't resist and get yourself into trouble."

ICE, holding handcuffs, came up behind Bai Chen and put his hands behind his back.

"Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble."

Bai Chen said calmly.

In reality, he was already planning to slip away when there were fewer ICE personnel.

As for now, facing dozens of ICE officers armed with automatic weapons downstairs, only an idiot would be arrogant enough to fight back.

.....

After a while.

Amidst a large crowd and with reporters filming, all 300-plus people in the building were handcuffed and put onto a bus.

"This is another victory for our ICE. Under the guidance of the great Mr. Planck, we have won."

The bald, white old man from before was shouting at a group of reporters and media.

"Without these few hundred people, the city will have a few hundred more jobs, and we will be able to solve the employment problem soon."

The bald, white old man raised his arms and waved them, his expression excited, as if he were doing something extraordinary.

Seeing this scene.

Many news media outlets, eager for a good spectacle, eagerly offered their microphones for interviews.

"Sir, don't you think what you're doing violates human rights?"

"Sir, I see people are dead at the scene. Why are you acting as executioners?"

"Sir, our ancestors were all illegal workers, even business leader Rust was once an illegal worker, but now we are all taxpayers of the Lighthouse, what you are doing is wrong!"

Faced with the barrage of criticism from these journalists.

The bald, white man, his face displeased, pointed at the reporter who had spoken the most and demanded:

What kind of media outlet are you?

"I am SSEE. Please answer my question directly, sir." The female reporter showed no fear and pointed to her name tag.

"Oh, no wonder you asked that. The great Mr. Planck said that you SSEE are fake media, and you love to make things up, so I won't answer any of your questions."

.....

Not to mention the bustling atmosphere of the slums in Fez Square.

Here.

After more than ten buses entered the highway, they each headed in different directions.

In the United States, prisons are a lucrative business.

Those who run prisons not only receive government subsidies, but also indirectly possess a pool of cheap labor.

Of course, this business is not something that ordinary people can do; it is controlled by local powerful figures.

...

The bus carrying Bai Chen drove into the gate of a prison on the southern border.

Looking from afar.

The prison was surrounded by high-voltage electric fences and several guard towers were set up to monitor the entire prison area.

This is the Southern New Mexico prison.

"Get off the bus and go inside to register."

Dozens of undocumented workers on the bus were led into the prison at the sight of automatic rifles.

Entering the prison lobby.

More than a hundred prisoners were seen queuing up to register their information.

Most of them were charged with serious speeding, drunken brawls, tax evasion, intentional assault, drug smuggling, and other crimes.

Compared to these vicious criminals, these newly arrived illegal workers are like lambs entering a wolf's den.

"Oh, look what I see! A fair-skinned and handsome man. Looks like my journey won't be lonely."

A tall Black man in line looked at the group of Black workers with gleaming eyes, and finally his gaze fell on Bai Chen.

After practicing martial arts, Bai Chen's skin became delicate and fair, no less than that of female celebrities.

He possesses a masculine aura that is highly attractive to both women and gay men.

I felt Big Black's gaze.

Bai Chen frowned slightly and looked over.

"Mua~"

The big black man blew a kiss, then straightened his back and made a lewd gesture.

The prisoners nearby burst into laughter.

Some prisoners placed their fingers on either side of their cheeks, making a squinting gesture to show their discrimination against Bai Chen.

Upon seeing this.

Bai Chen remained expressionless, slowly extending his right hand, then raising his middle finger and uttering two words.

"Um!"