I made up myths in America

Chapter 86: The Resurrection of the Joan of Arc Statue (710)

Meridian Hill Park, Washington, DC.

This park, which is only about three kilometers away from the White House, was built in 1912 and is famous for its spectacular fountains and waterfalls.

The center of the park is a large fountain pool, surrounded by several small fountains and waterfalls, forming a beautiful waterscape.

There are also many sculptures in the garden.

The most famous of these is a life-sized bronze statue of Joan of Arc on horseback, donated by the Association of French Women in Exile in New York.

And because the park is planted with large areas of roses, peonies, tulips and other flowers, it is known as the 'urban oasis' of Washington, DC.

Every weekend, a large number of African Americans gather here to participate in cultural activities such as drumming, music performances, and dancing.

At this time, Via, a little black girl wearing a pink dress and dreadlocks, was sitting on the steps, supporting her chin with her hands, looking at her sister and a group of young black girls dancing together with envy.

"Viya, look up at the sky."

At this moment, the little black boy next to her suddenly pushed her, raised his hand with an exaggerated expression and pointed at the sky in the distance.

"Colin, it's really childish of you to try to attract my attention in this way. I won't be fooled again."

Via turned her head away and ignored him.

"It's true, it's true this time, there's a person flying over from the sky"

The little black boy Colin pulled her up anxiously.

"My God."

Only then did Via realize that the other party was not lying this time.

There really was a person flying crookedly in the sky, and the paraglider hanging on him had a big hole in it.

"what!!"

At the same time, other people in the park also discovered this "weirdo in the sky" and everyone dispersed.

Otherwise, this unlucky guy will get covered in blood when he falls.

"Everyone down there, please move aside, I'm about to land."

Of course, this unlucky guy is Feiying.

He tried his best to control the direction of the paraglider, and like a bird with broken wings, he fell crookedly into a forest in the park.

The dense branches and leaves acted as a good buffer. Finally, the eagle hung upside down on the tree. Except for feeling a little dizzy, it was in good physical condition for the time being.

"Step aside."

Just as the African Americans in the park saw that the other person did not die from the fall, they moved closer out of curiosity to watch the fun.

A group of men in black suits armed with guns pushed through the crowd and ran quickly towards the location of Feiying.

“Again??!”

Hanging upside down on the tree, Feiying, whose vision finally focused, looked at these people and raised his hand to slap his forehead speechlessly.

Then he did a 180-degree sit-up, reached out and pulled out the dagger inserted in the leg sleeve, cut the parachute rope wrapped around his body, and landed with a beautiful backflip.

"catch him."

Apparently considering that this place was too close to the White House, these men in black suits from the Life Foundation's Washington branch did not dare to shoot, but instead planned to rush forward and capture and subdue Eagle.

"Didn't anyone tell you I'm a Kung Fu master?"

Without a gun, Feiying is not afraid of them.

He quickly ran forward a few steps, bent down, and dodged the oncoming punch from a burly man in a black suit. Then he swept his leg and knocked the unstable big man down.

At this time, two strong men in black suits rushed over.

Feiying rolled on the ground to avoid them, then jumped up and hit the abdomen of a big black man with his head. Then he used his hands to support himself on the parallel bars in front of him, exerted force from his waist core, and used his legs like whips to hit the heads of two men in black suits at the same time.

"Ouch."

Almost half of them were killed in the blink of an eye. The leader, a man in a black suit, had a gloomy face, pulled out his gun, and said coldly, "Don't move."

"This is Washington, only a few kilometers from the White House. I guess you don't dare to shoot."

Although he spoke in a tough tone, Feiying still raised his hand sincerely, but his feet moved silently towards the bronze statue of Joan of Arc riding a horse.

"Tie him up."

The leader in a black suit continued to hold his gun, signaling his men to go over and capture this "Kung Fu boy".

At this time, the flying eagle was only a few meters away from the bronze statue of Joan of Arc.

He rolled on the spot, hiding his body behind the bronze statue of Joan of Arc, and said in a serious tone, "Just leave now. I promise no one will get hurt."

"Ah."

The leader in a black suit smiled sarcastically and continued to hold his gun, not taking his harsh words seriously at all.

"Well, then I'll just have to wish you weren't British."

Feiying decisively took out the rat talisman from his pocket and pressed it on the bronze statue of Joan of Arc.

Chime! !

A burst of intense white light was released.

The bronze statue of Joan of Arc, the French national heroine who led France, which was almost destroyed, out of despair and towards victory step by step during the Hundred Years' War between England and France, flashed a dazzling white light in its eyes in full view of the public, and came to life at the same time as the majestic bronze horse under her.

"咴咴!!"

The front hooves of the bronze horse, taller than a human, flashed a dazzling white light and were raised high. Then, Saint Joan pulled the reins and trampled heavily on the ground.

boom! Boom! !
With its hooves landing as the center, the concrete floor of the park exploded, leaving large spider-web cracks.

Everyone near Meridian Mountain Park looked at this scene in confusion, unable to believe that what they saw was real.

Joan of Arc, who had been dead for almost six hundred years, was resurrected in front of them? ! !
"Oh, God."

The two police officers who rushed over quickly after hearing that a dangerous situation had occurred nearby had dazed expressions and the walkie-talkies in their hands fell to the ground with a bang.

On the road farther away, car drivers who were attracted by the large white light in the dark night and witnessed the entire process of the Joan of Arc statue's resurrection were so happy that the cars behind them rear-ended each other at the same time.

Bang! Bang bang! !
An entire road near Meridian Mountain Park was instantly blocked, and all the cars crashed into each other. If you didn't know, you would have thought they were on the set of Final Destination.

"Jack, Sam, what happened in Meridian Hill Park??"

A strange voice of a Metropolitan Police Sergeant came from the intercom that fell to the ground.

He almost thought that something had happened to the two guys.

It was not until nearly twenty seconds later that the intercom received a trembling response from two young police officers.

"Sheriff Wright, the bronze statue of Joan of Arc in Meridian Hill Park has come to life."

"what?!"

On the other side of the intercom, Sheriff Wright had a puzzled look on his face.

(End of this chapter)