According to Andrew, his great-grandfather was black and his great-grandmother was white.
So Andrew has a deep-rooted aversion to this so-called racial discrimination.
Therefore, as an adult, Andrew has been committed to eliminating this kind of racial discrimination. In addition, Andrew's family has been well-off since he was a child, so many things are not restricted, and his fame has grown.
However, as Meng Nan and others thought before, the problem between blacks and whites is a deep-rooted historical legacy, and it is extremely difficult to completely eliminate it.
But Andrew still did not give up. Under his continuous operation and influence, the status of black people was getting higher and higher. At that time, many black people even regarded him as the successor of "Lincoln" and "Martin Luther King".
He is the savior of black people.
However, this situation is soon broken, because the Candyman appears!
The massacre of Candymen caused a strong backlash from white people. Even those white people who originally supported Andrew changed their stance at this moment.
An uncontrollable and unexplainable murderer is as dangerous as a nuclear bomb in their hearts.
After all, mirrors are everywhere, even in the homes of top leaders!
Speaking of which, Andrew doesn't particularly blame Candyman. After all, if it weren't for the oppression of white people, Candyman wouldn't be able to appear at all.
Especially the current successor of the Candy Man. He was not originally a villain, but an upright painter. However, due to a series of marriage coincidences, he was brutally killed and eventually became the Candy Man.
After all, the appearance of Candy Man was caused by white people.
However, the Candyman completely destroyed his efforts.
The "Equality Act" that he had been negotiating with the officials was completely suppressed, and the "Initiative to Safeguard the Legal Rights and Interests of Blacks" was also cancelled.
Decades of hard work have all been in vain.
When he said this, Andrew looked a little depressed. After all, it was something he had worked hard for half his life.
"So, I can no longer speak for black people." Andrew sighed: "Otherwise, I will not be able to protect myself."
"Indeed, although you have a high prestige now, if you show up again now, it will be equivalent to putting yourself on the opposite side of the white people." Chen Ruier nodded: "People's hearts are fickle, and the judgment between saints and sinners is often just that.
It's a thin line. By then, being ruined is the best outcome."
"That's right. So I admire you very much. Even though you knew this was the case, you still had the courage to save the little black boy." Andrew nodded.
"We are a little different from you." Meng Nan shook his head: "And you are still willing to take risks to save this little boy."
"Haha. Ahem..." Andrew laughed, and then coughed violently.
"I'm fine." Andrew waved his hand gently to the attendants on the side, calmed down, and then looked at Meng Nan and the others: "Such a small thing is nothing, and it won't have much impact on me."
At this moment, an attendant walked in quickly from outside, gently leaned next to Andrew and whispered a few words.
Andrew's expression suddenly changed and he stood up hurriedly: "Are you telling the truth?"
"I just got the news." The attendant nodded seriously.
"Okay." Andrew looked at everyone: "Sorry, you can continue to enjoy it. I'll excuse you for now. After the little boy recovers, I will send someone to take him back to the city within the city."
"Mr. Andrew." Meng Nan also stood up: "What is it, I don't know if it is convenient to tell me? We may be able to help."
"This..." Andrew hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you are trustworthy. That's right, my people in the city within the city informed me that they plan to attack the white army."
"Attack the army?" After hearing Andrew's words, Meng Nan and others were stunned.
After thinking about it, I know that it is impossible for white people to provide arms and weapons to black people, so what kind of charge is used? Teeth?
Suddenly, an idea flashed through Meng Nan and others' minds.
George looked at Andrew: "Are they planning to use Candyman?"
"That's right." Andrew nodded: "And the time is tonight."
"Tonight?" He glanced at the time and saw that it was almost three o'clock. In other words, a charge could happen at any time.
"Is there anything we can do?" Meng Nan asked.
"Once the charge really happens, it is very likely that the white people will become more extreme." Andrew said solemnly: "By then, I am afraid that even I will not be able to protect the black people."
After hesitating for a moment, Andrew looked at Meng Nan: "If you agree, I will arrange for someone to send you to a city within a city, well, except for Mr. George. You are not white, so you may not arouse the hostility of black people. By then,
I hope you will do your best to stop the black people's charge."
"Okay." Meng Nan nodded.
Then, under Andrew's arrangement, Meng Nan and others headed directly to the city within the city.
George followed Andrew straight to the military camp next to the city within the city. If Meng Nan and others failed, Andrew would try to avoid the massacre.
Soon, Meng Nan and others entered the city within the city.
The entire city-within-a-city was extremely dilapidated. There was no one on the street. The ground was filled with garbage. There was an unpleasant stench in the air. The surrounding walls were covered with all kinds of graffiti.
Meng Nan and others frowned. Ever since they entered the city within a city, they felt as if a pair of eyes were staring closely at them.
Everyone knows very well that those eyes are none other than Candy Man!
"Strange, where have all the black people gone?" Chen Song searched everywhere but found nothing.
"Logically speaking, since Andrew sent us here, this should be a gathering area for black people." Man Sisi said: "But, why are there no black people?"
"Maybe it's for something." Meng Nan thought.
"Brother Meng, we don't know who Andrew is, why did you..." Miao Ruoshi looked at Meng Nan doubtfully. In her impression, the man was not someone who could trust others so easily.
"This is a clue arranged for us by the Nineteenth Level of Hell. If you catch it, you have caught it. If you don't catch it, you will waste more effort." Meng Nan replied.
"What do you mean?" Miao Ruoshi was stunned.
"In the world of A Nightmare on Elm Street, we once met a director. That person said at that time that all the clues that appeared in the movie must eventually be implemented." Chen Ruier said: "In other words, all special things
Everything may interfere with the final result. So, when the attendant found Andrew, we suspected that this matter might be important."
"Then what?" Miao Ruoshi blinked his big eyes and didn't understand.
"So, I deliberately asked what happened." Meng Nan said: "I will decide the next plan based on what the other party said!"
