The Wolf of Los Angeles.

The sky has turned black.

At the entrance of the VIP channel of the terminal, dozens of media reporters and a protest team of hundreds of people blocked Antonio's way.

The media reporters were okay. They asked pointed questions but didn't curse.

And voices cursing Antonio continued to be heard from the protest team.

Many of them were his former supporters.

These people's homes were burned down. After reading the truth behind the incident revealed on the Internet and TV reports, they wanted to tear Antonio, who was selling water and pushing the female firefighter, to pieces alive.

There is no difference between people and between countries.

There are no eternal allies, only eternal interests.

Among the reporters, Harley Wayne used the information provided by Channel 11 to question, "Mr. Mayor, the worst fire in Los Angeles in a hundred years broke out. You didn't rush back immediately, but were still enjoying the performance services of female stars provided by a local consortium in Busan, South Korea. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Another reporter shouted, "Los Angeles was hit so hard, why didn't you come back to help with disaster relief as soon as possible? Koreans often use female stars to entertain important people. Are you enjoying special services from Koreans in Busan?"

Antonio knew very well that he had to defend himself and say that it was not his fault.

He said loudly: "Countless firefighters are doing their best to put out the fire, and citizens must also start to save themselves! You must understand that disaster relief is not the government's responsibility, it is a product of socialism."

Antonio knew that the fire was difficult to control, and he had to make the citizens recognize the facts: "The city government doesn't owe you anything. Don't always think about what the city government has done for you. Don't let yourself become part of the disaster. You have to be the one who solves the disaster!"

These words were so deafening that the whole audience fell silent for a moment.

An Escalade drove over, Antonio quickly got in, and left the airport.

Los Angeles International Airport is in the southwest, far away from the north-central area of ​​the fire.

Antonio looked out of the car window and saw that Los Angeles was still the prosperous City of Angels.

Suddenly, sirens sounded and flames broke out in a community in the southeast, spreading rapidly.

By the time the Escalade passed the road outside the community, the fire had already started, the community was in chaos, and some black people were attacking the community.

Antonio instructed his assistant Gordon: "Call the heads of the police department, fire department, transportation department, and health department to a meeting. I want to meet them at the city hall in an hour."

He thought for a moment and said, "Los Angeles is short of water, but the north is not. We should communicate with the state legislature and northern cities to start the water resources support process... Also, coordinate with Wonderful's water bank. We are in urgent need of water."

Gordon wrote it all down.

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The dark night in Los Angeles was divided into two parts, with the central and northern parts flickering with fire and turning red.

The south was dark.

Because there were so many people coming out from many black communities, including Compton, Watts and Willowbrook.

During the day, they heard about ways and methods of purchasing goods for free, so they put on black clothes and black hats, drove their own or rented shabby cars, and began a great migration from south to north.

The western and northern parts of Los Angeles are relatively wealthy, and most middle-class and above people live in small suburban towns on this side.

The main black community is South Los Angeles.

Thousands of black people set fires and went on a spree to buy goods for free.

Some even came near Twitter but were scared away by gunshots from heavily armed security personnel.

Late at night, Hawke said to Edward, "Go inform them that tonight is the only chance. Antonio has returned to Los Angeles and will soon clean up the security in the commercial and wealthy areas."

Edward called, saying only one sentence to start, and replied to Hawke: "They have a perfect strategy."

In the north of Santa Monica, Campos, Juan, Carlos, Garcia, Hierro, Fiona and others all wore black clothes, put on special black gloves, dyed the exposed parts black with special oil paint, and wore black hats that many black people wore tonight.

Strong winds began to grow stronger in the evening, gradually approaching the 50 miles per hour predicted by meteorologists from the California Institute of Technology.

Campos and his group drove several stolen pickup trucks and spread out to attract the crowd.

Of course, what we have to do tonight has to be led by a bunch of black people.

Betty had been keeping an eye on a small, rising black gang from Watts.

These old blacks are looking for valuable targets.

Campos approached the gang leaders in Watts in the name of the Compton black gang, saying that there was a place nearby where large sums of cash and valuables were kept on a daily basis, and that one robbery was equivalent to robbing twenty middle-class communities.

The black guys from Watts were out to make a fortune tonight. Their talents and instincts drove them to embark on this road to wealth.

Arriving north of the Ackerman Foundation, Campos led a few black men to a nearby high-rise building.

This is a temporary fire scene and the people have already been evacuated.

But high up, through the window and using a telescope, you can see the brightly lit headquarters of the Ackerman Foundation in the distance.

A high wall surrounds two small buildings, and many security personnel can be seen under the lights.

The old black man with dreadlocks said, "With so many guards, there must be valuables inside, but there are too many of them. If they have weapons, it will be troublesome."

Campos rubbed his nose, revealing his mask. "This is the headquarters of a charity foundation. They receive large donations every day. I used to work here. They only transport the cash to the bank vault every Friday. Today is Thursday, when the most money is made."

Dreadlocks stood behind the window and could see through the telescope that there was indeed a charity foundation sign hanging on the side of the gate.

He said, "There are a lot of guards, just in case there are guns."

Campos sneered: "What a joke! Don't tell me you don't have guns. Why would you survive in Los Angeles without guns?"

The dreadlocks lifted up his black T-shirt, revealing the M1911 pinned to his waist.

He was tempted by the money, but his small brain had some thinking ability: "Even if we have guns, we will be sitting ducks if we rush over like this." Campos reminded: "Did you notice when you came up? There is a convenience store on the first floor. It must sell alcohol and sugar. As long as we slightly modify the strong liquor, sugar, butter and gasoline, we can make the best flame bombs!"

The dreadlocks have watched too many movies and have some knowledge: "Motolov cocktail?"

Campos snapped his fingers and said, "Do you want to go to those middle-class communities and move second-hand furniture and appliances, or do we do a million-dollar deal?"

"Let's go to the convenience store!" Dreadlocks went downstairs.

The group broke down the door and rushed into the convenience store, where they found a lot of strong vodka, sugar and butter.

The group of people with dreadlocks were looking for a place to set fire and brought a lot of gasoline.

It didn't take long for this group of people to make dozens of simple Molotov cocktails.

Led by Campos and others, a group of black men drove more than a dozen cars and headed straight to the headquarters of the Ackerman Charitable Foundation in the south.

The old man with dreadlocks directed a group of people and vehicles to go around to the back door of the foundation.

Campos led his men straight to the front door.

When approaching the courtyard wall, Juan lit the Molotov cocktail in his hand on the bed of a broken pickup truck and threw it hard towards the top of the wall.

The Molotov cocktail flew over the wall and landed in the yard, and as the glass bottle shattered, the flames quickly ignited.

Then, a dozen Molotov cocktails were thrown into the foundation from different locations.

Almost at the same time, Garcia and Carlos also instigated a group of blacks to come over.

Without saying a word, these people threw Molotov cocktails at the entrance of the foundation.

Because of the threat of fire, the top leaders of the foundation had already evacuated, leaving only security personnel to guard the door.

The two security guards shouted warnings and even drew their guns.

But the sound of gunfire did not stop the almost crazy black man who was in the state of robbery. Instead, a Molotov cocktail fell at the feet of the security guard.

Following a chaotic burst of gunfire, the security guard fell in the raging flames.

On a tall building not far away, Morientes, wrapped in black clothes, picked up the bullet shell and put it in his pocket.

At this moment, hundreds of Molotov cocktails had been thrown into the yard of the Ackerman Foundation.

Once the flame is blown by the wind, it is impossible for human power to extinguish it.

The security guard who originally wanted to put out the fire quickly left the fire scene.

Strong winds fanned the flames and ignited the green belt. In this special terrain, changes in air flow formed small-scale tornadoes.

The glass of the two office buildings shattered, and curtains and other items were the first to catch fire.

Buildings in the Los Angeles area use too much wood.

If the flame gets slightly out of control, it can turn into a major fire.

The security personnel had seen a lot of fires in Los Angeles in the media in recent days, so after a little hesitation, they chose to run away.

If you don't run, you might be burned to death here.

In comparison, Lao Hei, who is only interested in purchasing goods for free, is more courageous.

Or, even more brainless.

Campos and others mixed in and entered the office building where the finance office was located.

They went in quickly and left quickly.

By the time the sirens sounded, he had already disappeared.

The LAPD's police force is not enough at this special moment, even if it only guards the wealthy and middle-class areas.

South Los Angeles remained calm, but the central and northern parts were in chaos.

The burning, smashing and looting by black people further purified Los Angeles with flames.

By daybreak, the burned area in Los Angeles exceeded 200 square kilometers.

Among them, the northern part of Santa Monica was covered with scorched earth.

The headquarters of the Ackerman Charitable Foundation has become a smoking ruin.

Antonio sat in the city hall and received only bad news.

The fire department is short of people, water and equipment. The female firefighters are useless and the male firefighters are passive and lazy, fearing that they will be injured and suffer the same bad things as the 911 firefighters.

There were even many cases of people leaving get off work on time.

Because some of the benefits of male firefighters have been transferred to the gender equality department to protect the rights of female firefighters, male firefighters are extremely dissatisfied. Yesterday, when hundreds of firefighters were fighting a fire, they put down their firefighting work and drove home when it was time to get off work.

As for the big fire, of course we will put it out after work tomorrow.

In terms of Los Angeles water resource transfer, Wonderful Water Bank rejected the city hall's request for water transfer.

Even when Antonio called Stuart Resnick himself, it was of no avail.

The latter made it clear that the drought in Southern California was severe and all of Wonderful's plantations were facing water shortages. They expressed sympathy for the fire in Los Angeles, but were powerless to do anything.

The Water Bank holds a controlling stake in the vast majority of Los Angeles’ freshwater resources.

Amid the chaos, Washington also paid attention to Los Angeles. (End of this chapter)