Chapter 967: Absurd Hero
Kant is an ordinary insurance salesman. Like most people in the Lighthouse Country, he married an ordinary woman, had several children, and worked overtime desperately in order to pay various bills at the end of the month.
Kant was very happy today because he had negotiated another insurance business. In the context of the overall economic downturn, being able to issue an insurance policy was already a lucky thing, which meant that he would not be laid off and would be able to pay the bills instead of being driven out of the house by the tax collectors and living on the streets.
To celebrate, Kant bought a small cake at a convenience store and prepared to go home to celebrate.
However, just as he walked near the community, he saw a raging fire not far away.
"Where is the fire again? Please don't let it burn my house.
As Kant thought about this, he hurried home and called his wife Barbara to ask about the situation.
But the call just wouldn't go through.
This discovery made Kant uneasy, and he began to quickly rush towards home.
When he arrived near the door of his house, he was shocked to find that it was their house that was on fire.
Five or six dark-skinned men in hip-hop outfits were standing in front of the door holding bottles of wine, cheering loudly at the flames.
He also smashed the wine bottles in his hands into the house from time to time and fired shots into the house from time to time.
At this time, sirens sounded in the distance. Seeing that the situation was not good, the black men immediately jumped into the shabby Toyota parked on the side of the road and ran away.
“These bastards!”
Kant ran quickly towards the door of his house, but the flames were so big that the whole house was like purgatory. All the entrances and exits were blocked by the fire and he could not rush in at all.
By the time the fire truck arrived and put out the fire, all that was left of the house were the remaining foundation, some scattered bones, and a few bullets embedded in the bones.
Sitting on the ruins, looking at the fire bill in his hand, Kant couldn't help but start to wonder what he had been working hard for all these years? Was this the lighthouse dream?
He spent his whole life to make the lighthouse prosperous, but what he had to face were bills that he could never pay off and the oppression of the gangs?
Why?
Kant stood up, tore up the bill in his hand, went to the company to settle his salary, and used the remaining money to buy an AR15, a Glock, and a lot of bullets.
After finding a shooting range and practicing for a while, Kant began his own journey of revenge.
During the day, he lived on free relief at the shelter. At night, he took his own weapons and frequently entered the black-skinned communities to hunt lone black-skinned people, especially those driving shabby Toyota cars, and he would not let any of them go.
Because the city where Kant lives has been in chaos recently, most of the police force has been withdrawn to the wealthy areas, and the police officers in other areas have stayed in the police stations and never went out. As a result, almost no one noticed that an Avenger who specializes in hunting down black people had appeared in the black community.
Until one day, Kant discovered the dilapidated Toyota that used to be parked in front of his house.
He drove a stolen second-hand pickup truck and chased them all the way to a busy street, where he forced the gang to stop. After a fierce gun battle, he successfully killed the black gangsters.
However, Kant was also slightly injured.
Coincidentally, all of this was captured by a female reporter who had just got off work.
Kant didn't want the female reporter to send out the evidence, but the female reporter wanted to get more inside information, so she took Kant back to her home for treatment.
After a night of lovemaking, Kant slowly opened up his heart to the female reporter. The female reporter thought this was a good opportunity to win the Pulitzer Prize, so she wrote down the story and asked about a lot of details and his thoughts.
The next day, after a lot of polishing and artistic processing, an image similar to Daredevil appeared. Kant was glorified from a purposeless avenger into a superhero who guards order in the dark and fights against violence.
Because the lower-class communities in the Lighthouse Country are experiencing chaos at this time, with dozens or even hundreds of homicides seen almost every day.
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People's nerves are tense every day, and they urgently need a superhero to stand up and protect everyone's safety free of charge.
And Kant just met their needs.
The result is predictable: Kant became famous.
He became famous as Daredevil, the protector of the community, and the hero of the night.
Many investors have also sensed the traffic from Kant.
Hollywood wants Kant to play the role of Daredevil in the new version of Daredevil.
The Rifle Association wants Kant to be its spokesperson.
The military-industrial complex wants Kant to endorse the AR15 rifle he uses.
Kant was in the spotlight.
Being watched by so many eyes, Kant naturally had nowhere to hide. He was soon found by the police and then politely taken back to the police station.
In the police station, Kant was not treated badly. Instead, he was treated like a hero because this was a police station composed entirely of white people.
Various admirers came to visit him every day, and several well-known booksellers hoped that Kant could publish a biography and offered generous royalties.
Popular magazines put Kant on their covers.
Kant's image was everywhere in the streets and alleys, and Kant suddenly became the glory of white people.
Many people came to support him, and some lawyers expressed their willingness to defend him for free, just to gain fame and make more money.
In just a few days, the money in his account increased from penniless to seven figures, and he became a top middle class. Kant felt like he was in a dream, as if his dream of a lighthouse had come true in such an absurd way.
On the first day of the trial, the streets were crowded with people, on one side were white people who supported him and regarded him as a hero.
On the other side, there are the black people who regard him as a devil and keep throwing tomatoes and eggs at him.
There was a clear distinction between the two groups: one group wanted him to be acquitted, while the other group wanted him to be beaten to death on the spot.
If there hadn't been police officers blocking the way and armored vehicles standing by and watching closely, the two groups would probably have started fighting on the spot.
In the court, the judge, jury, lawyers, and prosecutors were all Kant's sympathizers. Of course, there was no such coincidence. All of this was arranged by the capital standing behind him.
Everyone stood on Kant's side, and the so-called trial was nothing more than a formality. The defense lawyer directly made a not guilty defense and spoke passionately to the camera in court, portraying Kant as a hero who silently protected everyone in the dark, a hero of the Beacon Country, and heroes should not be locked up in jail, otherwise it would be a shame for the Beacon Country.
In the end, the judge acquitted Kant.
When the verdict was announced
After the verdict was announced, the black people waiting outside were furious. While shouting to kill the murderer, they took out the baseball bats and golf clubs they had prepared long ago and attacked the white people not far away.
