I was acting crazy in North America, and all the crazy people there took it seriously.

Chapter 44 If You're a Man, Come Fight in the Ring! (Please read on, please vote!)

Logan and his colleagues, of course, also saw the latest news reported by their counterparts in Washington.

There's nothing we can do about that; those who are close to the source have an inherent advantage.

However, The Sun also has its own unique advantages—

For example, being closer to Chicago... Pshaw! What kind of advantage is that?

It must be a prank!
"I have an idea!"

While Richard was worried that the Irish gang might also be caught up in Washington's crazy crackdown, an idea suddenly popped into his head, and he excitedly pulled the entire editorial team together for a discussion.

After hearing his idea, the entire editorial team was stunned, their jaws dropping to the floor.

Even Logan was dumbfounded; Richard was just too crazy and had too much imagination!
Ever since being humiliated by local lunatics like Al Capone and Donald, Logan has never dared to underestimate American lunatics again.

Surprisingly, he still didn't think highly of him!
Damn it, the craziest person is actually you, Richard with your thick eyebrows and big eyes!
Once the others realized what was happening, they were all so excited they were trembling all over!
God!

Although it sounds crazy, if it actually came true, it would be enough to be recorded in the history of journalism and the history of mental hospitals (just kidding)!
So, including Logan, everyone was incredibly enthusiastic and added to and improved Richard's ideas.

The following day, just as Chicagoans were worried about the war escalating, The Sun pulled off an epic stunt.

The Sun first vividly described the brutality of the "Battle of Chicago," stating that "the blood of federal warriors stained the streets in pursuit of freedom..."

Hmm? "Free streets?"

Yes, this leads to the core idea that has a rather unique and imaginative twist—

The Sun believes that the two sides in the conflict are one who supports freedom of drinking and the other who supports prohibition, making it a battle of beliefs!
Then, in a sudden shift in tone, he began to vehemently argue the pros and cons: "We Chicagoans respect the sacred and inviolable nature of this war of conviction, but we do not want it to escalate, harm innocent people, damage the city's appearance, or prevent everyone from having a peaceful drink (crossed out)."

Finally, he made a suggestion that made everyone's back ache: "Why don't you take the arena out and, like knights, have an open, fair, and transparent ring battle?"

The Sun also stated that they will send people to contact Chicago gangs, and if there is a response, they hope Chicagoans will consider whether they want to witness such a ring fight.

When this edition of the newspaper came out, even Chicagoans who thought they had seen a lot in the past year almost collectively threw out their backs!

Are the members of The Sun newspaper all drunk?
No, even if someone were drunk, they wouldn't come up with such an absurd suggestion!
But immediately after the initial shock, Chicagoans began to discuss its...feasibility with extreme seriousness!
God forgive our absurdity, but this sounds really exciting!
This is a live, live-action war with unlimited firepower!
What excited Chicagoans even more was that the gangs actually responded.

The Mafia stated in the newspapers that the proposal was excellent!
They set up a large liquor warehouse in the South District as a "free arena," filled with liquor, where they defended and the Prohibition Bureau attacked!

And if "those cowardly bureaucrats from Washington who dare not face a man's duel do not dare to come," then all the fine wines and whiskeys in the warehouse will be given away for free to every Chicagoan who craves the freedom to drink!

The Irish gang followed suit, setting up a similar "freedom arena" in the North, and issuing an even more righteous declaration—

"Citizens of Chicago! Perhaps in some people's eyes we are criminals. But we stand in the ring today for a greater goal: the freedom of Chicago! The basic freedom to drink a beer and sip a whiskey! The federal government wants to point a gun at our heads and tell us what we can and can't drink? Don't even think about it!"

"For Freedom!"

This is obviously written by a ghostwriter who wishes to remain anonymous.

The Sun immediately launched a free special supplement with a front page featuring a simple and direct poll: "Do you support resolving the conflict between the Prohibition Board and Chicago drinking groups through a 'battle of beliefs'? [Support] / [Oppose]." A large blank space was left for citizens to cut out their ballots, fill them out, and drop them into designated ballot boxes scattered throughout the streets—newsstands and newsstands were eager to take on this task.

—Alcapon and Donald would certainly agree.

Even if they didn't immediately grasp the ingenuity of it, Han Solo contacted them almost immediately after The Sun published the proposal, saying, "This will be the chosen one's breakthrough battle!"

Han Solo even stated that "the Dark Force will provide the wine free of charge"—damn, Logan went all out this time just to have some fun!
It was a busy night!
"Jason Statham" then appeared, bringing more heavy weapons, including heavy machine guns and cannons, saying, "Go for it! The Dark Force will protect you!"

What? There aren't enough people to operate these heavy weapons?

Recruit veterans! The World Wars just ended, there are plenty of veterans to be had.
Al Capone and Donald understood each other perfectly!

This immediately brought the celebration to a climax.

The streets of Chicago are buzzing!

Yes, that sounds absurd at first glance!

Upon listening again, it still sounds utterly absurd!

But slowly, that sense of absurdity began to ferment, transforming into a distorted, irrepressible excitement.

It seems like Chicagoans have been infected by someone with a gene for finding fun in chaos!
Didn't the Prohibition Board claim to be determined to uphold Prohibition?

Okay, okay, we in Chicago respect your beliefs!

However, Chicago is tired of sneaky street fighting; we need a fair and square "battle of convictions"!
If you're a man, then bring him out and give him a try!
After the sense of absurdity subsided, Chicagoans, their faces glowing with an odd redness, discussed the details of the "ring battle"—

"Where can I watch the game if I want to?"

"We definitely can't get too close, after all, it's a real war with live ammunition!"

"Do gangsters have a chance of winning? The Prohibition Bureau has brought in real troops..."

"Haha, I'm more worried that the men in the Prohibition Board don't have testicles and won't dare to take on the challenge!"

"How about we start a betting game..."

Regardless of whether the Prohibition Board dares to accept the challenge, Chicagoans have made their own choice first.

Clipping newspaper articles, filling out ballots, submitting them... the whole process turned into a grand carnival with the participation of the entire population.

The Sun newspaper gave Chicago three days to vote, enough time for all Chicagoans to cast their votes with a sense of responsibility!
At this point, upon learning of the surreal operation Chicago had pulled off, the entire Prohibition Board was: ...

Holy shit!

Where the hell are we? What are we doing? Are we abnormal, or is the world abnormal?
……

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