America: A Prodigy of Stereotypes

“I’m going to get diarrhea,” Peter said.

“It’s okay, I can buy you adult diapers to cover up,” Wade said.

“I’ll take your pictures. Gwen, here’s my camera.” Peter turned to Gwen.

"I'm never watching a competitive eating contest live again. Several people threw up just now," Gwen said to Peter, quite exasperated.

“Actually, I almost threw up too, but I held it in,” Peter said.

"Gwen, Stephanie, and Walter, would you like the same hot dog as the one used in the game?" Li Qun asked, pointing to the hot dog stand.

"No..." Several people shook their heads in unison.

Chapter 330 Another Crime

"Wade, Wade! You're the champion! You won!!"

"What? I'm the champion? I think I just died a little bit."

Wade persevered to the very end, even drinking a whole glass of freshly ground Carolina Reaper pepper sauce to withstand the Reaper pepper's two million Scoville Heat Units (SHU).

Li Qun won the runner-up position, and John won the third place.

Faced with Carolina Reaper hot sauce with a spiciness of two million, Li Qun only used a toothpick to lightly dip a little into his mouth to taste it, and his whole face turned as red as a monkey.

When receiving the award, Wade smiled and asked the staff member presenting the award for directions to the restroom, and the staff member kindly pointed him in the right direction.

Wade is gone and will never return.

Li Qun received a text message from Wade asking for help on his phone.

I need help buying some antidiarrheal medicine and a roll of toilet paper. Wade's butt is stuck to the toilet; he just can't stop.

John Wick stood in front of the shooting game booth, aiming his toy gun at the dolls on display, shooting one down at a time.

The classic shooting game played in the market was very popular during the westward expansion period, and the rules of the game have evolved to a very sophisticated level.

You don't get the doll you shoot down; instead, you earn points by shooting down dolls, and then redeem prizes based on your game points.

"It's that simple, Peter, you give it a try."

John handed the toy gun to Peter and told him to aim it at the doll and shoot.

“I was pretty accurate.” Peter shot down a doll with one shot.

“Peter, you are very talented.”

“Gwen, would you like to give it a try?” Peter turned to Gwen and asked.

“No, I always use real guns,” Gwen said.

"Alright. Little Walter, what about you?"

"I'll give it a try..."

Little Walter stood sideways, his finger pulling the trigger, and the toy gun bullet flew past the edge of the doll.

"Just a little bit more!!" the stall owner exclaimed regretfully. "If we had tried again, we would have hit the target."

"Try again?"

Stephanie took out a five-dollar bill and handed it to the stall owner, who then gave her a magazine.

Little Walter emptied his magazine, and failed to take down the last doll.

"Where there's a will, there's a way. Why don't you give it another try?" The stall owner looked at Little Walter and Stephanie.

“Give him a different gun.” John Wick handed the stall owner another five-dollar bill.

"Control your breathing before you fire, and don't use too much force in your arm..." John Wick taught little Walter step by step.

"All right."

John Wick released his grip, and Walter Jr. pulled the trigger, hitting the bullseye instantly.

“As easy as breathing,” John said.

Little Walter turned and smiled at John.

"Stephanie, you go first." Little Walter was satisfied after hitting the doll once and handed the rest of the chances to his sister Stephanie.

"I come."

Stephanie's gun-holding posture was perfect, and she aimed very quickly. Her determination and timing in firing were also excellent, and she didn't waste a single bullet.

"Have you ever played for real?" John Wick asked curiously.

“My uncle took me to the shooting range; he’s a DEA agent,” Stephanie replied.

“A remarkable job,” John Wick said.

"Yes, both Walter and I idolize him."

“Boss, calculate our points,” John said.

"Your points can be redeemed for one first prize, two second prizes, or three third prizes," the shopkeeper said.

"Do you want first prize or second prize?" John asked the older children.

“We want the best, we want the first prize,” Gwen said.

“I think it’ll be third prize; everyone gets one,” Peter said.

"I'm fine with anything."

"Me too."

Stephanie and Walter didn't actually want the prize.

“The third prize is of very poor quality, let’s just take the first prize,” John said to the boss.

"Next time I'll prepare some better quality items; the third prize was made in Vietnam," the stall owner said.

The stall owner handed the prize to John, who then gave it to Peter to hold.

The prize is a giant teddy bear that is 1.8 meters tall and can be used as a single sofa when placed on the floor.

"I can't see the road."

Peter then balanced the giant teddy bear on his head, using both hands to control its center of gravity.

Stuart stopped in front of the ring toss game booth, staring intently at others throwing rings.

“Stuart, let’s go, this game isn’t for you,” John Wick said to the dog.

Stuart took two steps and aimed his tail at John's calf.

“It hurts, you know!” John shouted.

Stuart looked completely innocent.

“John, it’s bullied you again,” Helen laughed.

Stuart's ears twitched, and it turned its head to look in one direction of the food market, where a crowd had gathered.

Peter also heard the noise and looked in the same direction as Stuart.

“It sounds like there’s a fight going on,” Peter said.

“We can go take a look,” Gwen said.

“I’ll protect you from the front.” Peter put down the giant bear plush toy from his head and hugged it horizontally to his chest.

“Hey, don’t get involved,” John warned Peter and Gwen, but Peter pretended not to hear and squeezed into the crowd.

“We’re not going,” Stephanie said to John Wick, and Walter Jr. nodded in agreement.

In the center of the crowd, two men were circling around with their fists raised, but they didn't actually fight.

"What's going on?" Peter asked the onlookers.

"This is the hamburger vendor, and that's the customer. The customer says he paid, but the vendor says he didn't. The customer says he handed the money to the vendor's assistant—a hundred-dollar bill—and he's waiting for the assistant to give him change. His bill is torn at one corner, so he wants to check the vendor's purse..." The passerby's communication skills seemed a bit lacking.

“OK,” Peter nodded.

“Peter, the guy eating the hamburger is a fraud,” Gwen said calmly.

"how do you know?"

“This is a very typical scam; I know this kind of fraud,” Gwen told Peter.

"Can you help expose this person?" Peter asked.

“The boss is doing it himself, we can just watch the show,” Gwen said.

“How about calling the police?” Peter asked.

“Those two will get arrested for fighting in the street. Don’t do that, Peter,” Gwen said.

“I can’t figure out how this person scammed people,” Peter said.

“I’ll tell you after they’re done fighting,” Gwen said.

The swindler looked around; they were completely surrounded, with no way for him to escape.

The hamburger stand owner saw an opportunity, rushed up and pinned the conman to the ground, repeatedly punching him in the head.

Peter was too kind; he put down the giant bear plush toy and went over to pull the hamburger stand owner away.

Once the two had decided the winner, the onlookers immediately dispersed, leaving the swindler lying on the ground.

Chapter 331 The Most Vulnerable Moment

Did you win or lose?

Li Qun picked up his phone and saw that Harry had sent him a text message.

"I made a profit."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked.

"Peter won two cases of canned beef, and I won one case of canned beef plus three cases of hot sauce for the spicy food eating contest," Li Qun replied.

How are you?