Chapter 911: Smashing More Than Just Prejudice and Stereotypes

Standing downstairs at the hotel, Luo Si looked up at this high-rise building with more than ten floors, which could be counted in the entire Lapa, and felt a throb in his heart that he couldn't even describe himself!

Standing here as a lower-class person, even about to set foot in this hotel, had its owner, its operator, those managers, ever thought of such a day?

He felt every cell in his body jumping and cheering!

He was going to do something amazing today... no, not one thing, but many things.

Among them was breaking the labels and shackles that this damn society had imposed on them!

A strong desire radiated from his body, desiring to walk in now and use his muddy and filthy shoes to dirty the clean and tidy floor of this hotel!

Destruction is the most primitive desire of human beings, just like sexual desire, deeply written into the genes and carved into the bones.

"Boss...", a young, attribute-filled voice interrupted his constantly diverging thoughts. He turned to look at the young man beside him and also saw the several handguns in his hand.

"How to deal with these things?"

Their group also had several handguns in their hands. Luo Si took out his handgun, ejected the magazine and took a look; there were only two bullets left inside.

He didn't have much hesitation. After comparing the model of the handgun in his hand with these several handguns and confirming that they were the same model, he had people take out the bullets inside.

"You guys discuss how to handle the handguns. The bullets are supplied to us first. After we find a place to replenish ammunition, you guys fill them up."

Some of his fellow workers showed surprised expressions. Handguns were rare in Lapa because they were expensive.

A handgun like this sold for at least seven or eight thousand Para on the black market, and those in good condition could even sell for ten thousand!

Giving them the handguns was equivalent to giving them a large sum of wealth. How could these people not be excited?

Even without bullets, this was a large sum of money.

Unknowingly, Luo Si had won over these people.

Those who were assigned handguns would also be closely united around him, becoming his reliable subordinates.

When he was at the factory, Luo Si was like this. He didn't actually do anything deliberately; he just acted according to his own ideas, and he could make many people believe in him.

At this time, the injured were also carried in front of him. A total of more than twenty people were injured. Some had relatively heavy injuries, lying on the ground, looking at him with one breath shallower than the other.

These people were injured by gunfire. The bullets penetrated their chests, and they were dying as they watched.

Others had lighter injuries, were beaten, or were hit by bullets in non-vital positions.

He walked to those "companions" who were dying as they watched and squatted down, looking into their eyes. These people's eyes were flowing with the desire to live.

If they could still speak, they would definitely let Luo Si save them.

"I will take good care of your families."

They died very painfully because those who died from trauma would ultimately be very painful.

Because blood vessel rupture caused blood to fill their lungs, or caused blood loss and air intake in the abdominal cavity.

The former would head toward death in suffocation. Suffocation death is the most fearful kind of death because people will bear all the terror and pain, able to feel themselves approaching death bit by bit, but unable to do anything.

The latter is also very painful, with visceral rupture and pain in the abdominal cavity that cannot be endured.

It would be relatively better if the internal organs were directly ruptured, and they would soon fall into hemorrhagic shock and no longer bear the pain.

If it hit the intestines or something, they would have to suffer in pain and then die.

Someone grabbed his clothes tightly, eyes bulging as if wanting to say something, but in the end, couldn't say anything, and then ended his short and unhappy life.

Others also stared with wide eyes, eyes almost popping out, faces flushed to purple, but couldn't die for a while.

Looking at his painful appearance, Luo Si reached out and covered his mouth and nose.

The person whose mouth and nose were covered by him wanted to struggle, but he had no strength left since being injured until now, and could only watch this terrible thing happen before his eyes.

In less than a minute, the person died.

Luo Si slowly stood up. He looked at his palms first, then looked at the people around him, "They died for us, died for our cause. Not forgetting them, and the things they did, is the greatest respect for ourselves!"

He paused for a while, "Record their names. We must take good care of their families."

He looked at the other injured people, asked them if they could act with everyone, and then waved his hand at the hotel.

A large group of people rushed into the hotel.

This was the first time in their lives they had entered the Lapa Grand Hotel. They had heard about things here before.

For example, there were all kinds of imported goods in the shopping mall on the second floor, but they needed foreign currency to buy them. They didn't accept Para.

This actually blocked the possibility of all ordinary people coming in to shop because the National Bank of Lapa never exchanged any foreign currency.

And for example, they heard that the restaurants on the fourth and fifth floors had the best food in the world. The most famous chefs in Lapa were here, and they could make the best food.

They had heard too much about everything here, but they couldn't enter here until today!

Luo Si's muddy and dirty broken shoes stepped on the mirror-like marble floor, and a smile quietly climbed onto the corner of his mouth because the sadness of his companions' death was washed away at this moment.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling!

Others looked at the ground that could reflect people like a mirror, and for a while, they didn't even know how to step down. Some were afraid of stepping on it and making it dirty, or breaking the ground, and didn't dare to come in.

Luo Si didn't care about these. He walked into the lobby in big strides. Several female front-desk attendants were shivering behind the counter, and they didn't dare to raise their heads.

There were also some foreign tourists who hadn't had time to escape, standing in the corner of the lobby with pale faces. Of course, some people were pretending to be calm, thinking that these people wouldn't do anything to them, and sat on the sofa.

Luo Si's gaze stayed on these people for a short time, and then quickly found a guy who looked like a hotel staff member.

After forcing the function of the hotel floors out of this guy's mouth, he immediately took people to the fourth floor of the hotel.

The fourth floor was a restaurant, and there was also a large storage room. It was said that a large amount of food was stored inside.

Luo Si assigned some tasks to these people of his in the stairwell. Some people went to the fourth floor to find food. As long as it was edible, they would take as much as they could.

Another part of the people went to the second and third floors.

According to the hotel staff, there were quite a few shops on the second and third floors, including some jewelry stores.

Luo Si didn't confirm whether he was Lans's smartest student, but he believed he definitely wouldn't be the stupidest.

The knowledge he came into contact with during those seven days opened a new door for him, letting him come into contact with a brand-new world!

He knew that no matter what he wanted to do, he couldn't do it without money!

Doing good deeds cannot be done without money; you have to let people know you did good deeds.

Doing bad things cannot be done without money, because bad things cannot be done by one person.

No matter what you do, you can't do it without money, including what he wanted to do; he also needed money.

He went to the second floor himself. As soon as he entered the second floor, he and the people behind him were shocked by the dazzling array of goods here!

They had never seen so many imported goods. Every item was marked with its price in foreign currency units. To them, every item was an astronomical price!

Soon Luo Si found the shop he wanted to find, a jewelry shop specializing in business.

Several staff members were taking the jewelry out of the cabinets. It looked like they intended to put them into the safe.

When Luo Si and these people appeared, the speed of several staff members became faster.

Luo Si frowned and shouted, "Stop!"

But no one listened to him. The speed of those employees became even faster.

This made him have to pull out his handgun and pull the trigger.

Accompanied by a gunshot and someone falling, those people were like toys that had suddenly lost their power, raising their hands and stopping there, motionless.

He took people to walk over, untied the food bags used to hold food around their waists, and then poured the jewelry tray by tray into them.

Those standing around him were panting. Under the illumination of the lights, the jewelry emitted fire colors, firmly attracting their sight.

Money, wealth, appeared in front of them for the first time in such a concrete form!

Things they couldn't get even in their dreams before were now within easy reach.

In just a few days, everyone's cognition of this world and cognition of themselves were undergoing huge changes!

This is awakening!

After Luo Si and the others left the lobby, those who were waiting to pick up bargains also rushed in. The people in the lobby were still rejoicing that they had survived a disaster, but they didn't know that the real disaster had just arrived!

"Take out everything on you!", a young man who looked like he should be twenty-four or twenty-five years old held a dagger and waved it at a foreigner.

There was a ruthless look on his face, and he was also a bit flustered. His eyes were a bit erratic. It could be seen that he was very nervous. "Don't play tricks!", he warned the foreigner in front of him, looking at the watch on the other's wrist, and added, "Take off your watch."

The foreigner who was being extorted looked at the watch on his wrist and shook his head repeatedly, "This is impossible, this is... the gift my mother gave me!"

"I can't give it to you."

The young man looked around. There was sweat on his face. He was alone, and he wasn't sure if anyone else would come to snatch his target.

He took a step forward and reached out to grab the foreigner's arm, trying to forcibly pull the watch off.

But the foreigner's intense struggle made him unable to do so at all. Seeing that the attention of others around him was shifting, he hardened his heart and probed the dagger in his hand, stabbing the foreigner a few times.

Just like that, the foreigner stopped struggling. He looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, and then let the other party try to take the watch off his wrist.

His gaze was concentrated on his own body.

Wound after wound began to bleed. The white clothes were soaked with blood in a very short time, and he had to lean against the wall and sit on the ground.

The young man used both hands together, but still couldn't take the watch off his hand.

The young man didn't know how to open the chain buckle; he only knew how to pull hard.

Clearly, pulling couldn't pull the watch off.

The young man's actions attracted the attention of some people. When they discovered that the young man was trying to rob a watch, more people gathered around.

A watch is a 100% luxury item in Lapa, even if it's a very ordinary watch, the kind that can only sell for ten or twenty dollars in the Federation.

Lapa doesn't have this kind of multi-fold craftsmanship and technology. They can't produce it themselves and rely entirely on imports.

The import quota is also in Diego's hands. Even a watch worth ten-odd Federal Sol, it can sell for tens of thousands here.

Think it's expensive?

Can choose not to buy.

These things were never prepared for the poor. At the very least, one had to be a middle-class person to be qualified to wear a watch.

Previously, there were some people in Lapa who made money by back-and-forth goods. However, after a batch was killed ruthlessly later, these people could never be seen again.

Here, you can do anything, but there is one point: don't touch the interests of the ruling group.

Otherwise, they will fix you.

Robbing this watch meant he could have a good life for a long time later.

The more impatient he was, the more he couldn't take the watch off.

The foreigner was already dying. He kept begging and promised to give the watch to the other party, but the young man only kept wanting to take the watch off.

Soon, a few more people came, "Hand over the watch to us."

The young man glared at the foreigner fiercely, then straightened up, slowly retreated, and then left.

Four young men squatted down. They also didn't know how to open the watch strap. The foreigner continued to beg, asking them to find a doctor for himself, or send him to the hotel's medical room.

But these few people only cared about searching the pockets on his body and dealing with that watch, not caring about the injuries he suffered at all.

The entire lobby on the first floor was completely chaotic. The short exchange of fire outside the hotel made more people notice this place, and more refugees began to pour in.

They didn't let go of anything, stuffed everything into their pockets, and kept going up.

They knew that those living here were either foreigners or rich people, all high-quality resources.

The news that the Lapa Grand Hotel was attacked and poured into by refugees quickly spread.

This grand hotel was nominally a "private enterprise," but in reality, it was the business of Diego and several ministers.

The privileged class and middle class of Lapa needed such a place for consumption. This place was equivalent to a comprehensive, commercial-residential hotel.

There were opera houses, shops, swimming pools, small amusement parks, and delicious restaurants that could provide foreign chefs.

The profits here were very considerable.

But now, it had "fallen."

Thinking that the wealth belonging to him inside would be plundered by refugees, Diego's side would become distorted because of anger!

For the first time, he was so angry!

"When can the army enter the city?"

The butler looked at his pocket watch, "In another five hours, Master."

The butler said and paused, "The Federal diplomatic visiting group, as well as Mr. Lans White and the others, are all still in the hotel. Do we need to arrange some manpower to protect their safety?"

The Presidential Palace side had five hundred soldiers guarding the safety here, and the number of people was definitely surplus.

To deal with those mobs with only a small amount of handguns, five hundred soldiers might not be able to suppress all of them, but if it was just to guard a location from being disturbed, it was still doable.

Even if some manpower was reduced, there was no problem.

Diego, however, shook his head and gave a negative answer, "Lans's people look very hard to mess with. Maybe they don't need us to do anything at all, and they can solve those people."

"Take care of ourselves. Even if something happens to them, there is the Asian Alliance to top it off, so it's not our turn to worry."

The butler bowed slightly and didn't continue to discuss this issue.

He actually knew that this President of his didn't have a good impression of Federals, but instead had some hidden hostility.

Lans was quietly reading a book, a book about philosophy.

This was a book written by a Lapa person. In the book, it was called "From the moment a person is born, it is a 'practice'." The author compared life to a process of trying to practice for a lifetime.

The book also mentioned the concept of "reincarnation," but it wasn't as concise and easy to understand as Lans's understanding of "reincarnation."

In this book, people have souls after death.

Souls will be weighed.

Those that meet the specified requirements will become a new person again.

If it does not meet the prescribed requirements, then the soul will be judged, suffering and tormented until all sins are redeemed; otherwise, it can only continue to suffer.

The ruling class fooling the masses always needs some means. Religion and faith are undoubtedly the most convenient and useful.

Especially in this area where the level of education is generally low, there are too many things that people cannot explain or understand. Instead, attributing everything to "God's will" is clearly simpler and more convincing.

He read for a while and shook his head. He originally thought it was a book with some value, but halfway through, he could see its reshaping of values.

"How is it downstairs?", he got up and walked to the bookshelf, inserted the book back, and asked casually at the same time.

Ma Duoer's voice was a bit heavy and muffled, "Everything below the tenth floor has completely fallen. Some Federals have also been hurt. We don't know exactly what the situation is."

"Do we need to intervene now?"

Lans shook his head, "As long as you don't provoke us, you don't need to care."

He paused, "Do you know who led the batch of people who came in before, and where they are?"

Ma Duoer shook his head, "Not for the time being. Do I need to contact them?"

Lans considered for a while and shook his head, "Forget it, you'll know."

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