America 1982

He had received the most lavish praises, and he had harvested the nastiest curses. He was a guy whose every vein pulsed with defiance. He was a white boy who could never become a celebrity. He was a youth from the countryside in the eyes of the masses. He was Tommy Hawk. He had been reborn. Welcome to the story that tells of the American Dream in the first half and the American nightmare in the second. Let's invite Tommy Hawk to take the stage, in the winter of 2022.

A spoonful of the past · 都市

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Chapter 22: The Era Is Calling Me

Rhode Island, Warwick City, Hope Mountain District, a small tavern.

The television screen that had hung above the bar for many years had become a hollow hole, through which one could now clearly see the remnants of electronic components inside, occasionally sparking.

The culprit, Hawk Scrapyard's Employee of the Year for many years running, Wilson, blew up the TV screen with a shotgun blast, tossed the weapon to the bartender and bar owner Keith, and then stood in the middle of the bar, looking around at the patrons now all staring at him with a clear, simple, and fearless gaze. He opened his hands in confusion and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Good job, Wilson!"

"A top-shelf drink for Wilson, on me!"

"That's exactly what I wanted to do! Blast that guy's head off!"

In the bar, a group of white roughnecks, after their initial shock, started clapping and cheering.

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