Chapter 616: Historical Events, Fireworks!
Chapter 616: Historical Events, Fireworks!
Nigel Ellison is an ordinary office worker in the Mi Empire.
At around 8:46, he drove to the vicinity of the World Trade Center.
Yes, his workplace is inside the World Trade Center, but he only goes to work at nine o'clock every day.
As a punctual black man from the American Empire, he has always believed that if he enters the company door one minute earlier, he will be exploited by the boss, a fat white man.
Therefore, he usually comes to the company at this time, parks his car in the parking lot, buys a breakfast and takes it into the company building.
Because of this, he was scolded many times by his fat boss, saying that he was late.
Of course, he promised that he would definitely not be late, and would walk into the company gate at the latest when the second hand of his watch reached nine o'clock.
So he always has reasons and excuses to fight back against his boss's verbal abuse.
And today, it's just like any other day.
While slowly following the car in front, he kept looking at the watch on his hand holding the steering wheel, calculating in his mind whether he needed to speed up according to his current schedule, or skip buying breakfast and go directly to the company.
But, at this moment.
There was a loud bang, and he felt that the car he was sitting in was shaken.
Then, the car made a loud "bang" sound!
The second-hand General Motors car shook him so much that he threw the 180-pound black man directly onto the square plate.
"Fake!"
The first thing Nigel Ellison did was reach into the armrest box inside the car.
Inside was a revolver he had kept in the car for self-defense. He thought he had been attacked.
However, the next second, when he saw clearly what was causing the loud noise in front of his car, he was dumbfounded again.
A piece of concrete wall the size of a washbasin crashed into the front of his car. "Wardfuck!"
Nigel Ellison cursed and looked around, and then at that moment, he saw the chaos outside.
Then he looked up urgently.
His car didn't have a sunroof, but he didn't need to look through the sunroof to see the thick black smoke and flames in the middle of the building above his head, just through the side windows.
"Oh my god!" Nigel Ellison was stunned.
He doesn't know what's going on!
But he knew that the situation was not good.
He didn't even dare to pick up the pistol, but reached out to open the car door and crawled out.
After all, if he, a black man, dared to hold a gun in the chaos, he might be shot to pieces in the next second. This is the lesson that a black man learned with blood and tears during his life in the American Empire.
Get out of your car quickly.
Looking around, he saw countless people running away just like him. Everyone was in a state of panic.
He also saw some unlucky people who were injured or even killed on the ground by bricks and other objects falling from the sky.
Adrenaline rushes.
At this moment, he felt disgusted with his two legs, wondering why his mother didn't give him a pair of wings.
"Amen, God bless you!"
As they ran, Nigel and Ellison drew the sign of the cross in front of them.
I don’t know if it was his destiny or if God really helped him, but after he ran two hundred meters and got away from the dangerous area, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and stop to catch his breath for a while.
Just then, he heard the discussion among the people around him.
I know that a plane hit the building just now.
"Oh my god, how could this happen!"
Nigel Ellison expressed disbelief.
But the facts are right in front of us.
In fact, at this moment, the public and even some relevant departments that received the alarm still thought it was just an accident.
then
At 9:03, another plane flew straight over at a low altitude from the horizon.
Everyone was really panicked.
Nigel Ellison's eyes were filled with horror. He watched in despair as the plane flew straight towards him and suddenly crashed into the South Tower behind him, where he had just run to and thought was safe.
"God, fuck!"
This was the only thought in Nigel Ellison's mind before he looked up and saw a large black shadow falling over his head!
Tang Yichen naturally couldn't know the situation over there in real time.
It was past 9:30 when he learned that two planes had crashed into the World Trade Center.
Moreover, just when Tang Yichen learned the news, there were reporters present and text messages were broadcast live online.
So just a few minutes later, Tang Yichen learned that the third plane had crashed into the Pentagon.
At the same time, by 11 o'clock in the evening, Tang Yichen also learned that the last hijacked plane did not hit any target, but crashed about 80 miles away from Pittsburgh. All 45 passengers and crew members on board were killed.
“Alas, there is still no butterfly effect!
It seems that I, a reborn being, really have no influence on irrelevant events!"
Tang Yichen muttered, chin in his hands.
Afterwards, Tang Yichen started to watch the fun on the Mi Empire’s Internet with a smile.
477 Although, as a human being, he should express grief when a disaster occurs.
But, helplessly, Tang Yichen said that he really couldn't feel sad!
Even if the attack had been known, thousands of people would have died in total.
Think about the battle across the Yalu River.
Many of our ancestors in the flower-growing family who had managed to survive the invasion of the small notebooks died in that battle.
Some people may say that that was in the past and has passed.
But Tang Yichen also wanted to say that for the current Tang Yichen, the 91 of the Mi Empire is also a thing of the past.
It's already eleven o'clock. The first plane crash was in the US Empire at around eight o'clock. It has been two or three hours now.
The most recent one was at 9:37 in the Yemi Empire, and nearly two hours had passed.
Didn't two hours pass?
So, everyone is equal.
He didn't stand up to sing, but just watched quietly, which was very restrained.
Of course, this is only because today is the Mi Empire. If this happened on an ordinary day, Tang Yichen would definitely get up at night and ask people to knock on the doors of all the fireworks and firecracker shops in the city.
Then buy them all and invite the whole city to watch the fireworks together!
At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Tang Xionghua, who was in Hong Kong, called Tang Yichen.
In fact, we just briefly talked about what happened in the Mi Empire.
When you are in Hong Kong, a place that is in line with the international standards, it is difficult not to know about such things at the first time.
After all, Tang Xionghua is also the world's richest man, and he also has assets in the Mi Empire.
If something like this happens, someone will definitely inform Tang Xionghua!
As for this, Tang Xionghua also discussed it with Tang Yichen, and finally decided to carry out humanitarian relief in the name of Wanhua and Yanglai.
In a follow-up donation, a company donated five million yuan.
As for what the two companies' combined capital of 10 million can do for the thousands or tens of thousands of casualties, Tang Xionghua said he didn't want to care.
In fact, if they had not reached this level and had not considered the overall situation, Tang Xionghua and even Tang Yichen would not have donated any money.
It’s just that, while they want to make money from others and are making money, they are also cooperating with the capital of their country, so they must show their attitude when it is time to do so.
Of course, this is just an episode.
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