Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

203: Los Angeles Police Department, hold your ground!Outside the warehouse.

A burly man with a meaty face and a cigar hanging from his mouth was leaning against a pickup truck, shouting into a walkie-talkie: ”Keep fucking shooting hard! Turn the people inside into sieves! Daring to steal from our ’Butcher’ crew in Los Angeles—they must have a death wish!”

His name was Tony, and he was the commander of this operation.

Just then, a subordinate pointed at the sky and stammered, ”B-Boss! Look up there!”

Tony impatiently raised his head.

Then, the cigar in his mouth dropped to the ground with a plop.

Hundreds of tiny dots, flashing with eerie blue light, were flying high in the air. They quickly arranged and combined, forming a massive and clear... skull pattern against the dark night sky.

A skull with a sinister grin.

All the gang members who were firing instinctively stopped, staring dumbfounded at this bizarre sight.

”Wh-What is that? A UFO?”

”Is it military drones?”

As they watched in confusion, the hundreds of light dots suddenly scattered, then recombined.

This time, they formed two enormous English letters.

”S” ”B”.

Simple, clear, and extremely visually impactful.

Immediately following this, a loud, festive, and mysterious Oriental tune echoed throughout the entire warehouse district from all directions.

”Today is a good day, everything you wish for will come true...”

Tony and his subordinates were completely petrified.

They had lived lives of violence, seen all sorts of bloody scenes, but the sight before them was completely outside their realm of understanding.

A massive ”SB” suddenly appeared in the sky during a gunfight, accompanied by celebratory holiday background music?

What kind of hellish joke was this?

”Boss... is this... is this the work of those Dragon Country people? Are they mocking us?” a subordinate asked tremblingly.

Tony’s face had turned the color of a pig’s liver.

He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

”Mocking?!” He grabbed an AK-47 and sprayed wildly at the sky. ”Shoot, damn it! Shoot those damn lights down!!”

”Rat-a-tat-a-tat—!!”

Intense lines of fire shot toward the sky, but the light dots were impossibly agile, weaving freely through the hail of bullets without a single one being hit.

Instead, they changed formation again.

This time, it was a gigantic arrow pointing directly toward Tony’s position.

Below the arrow, there was a line of text.

”Idiot is here.”

The music instantly switched, becoming a passionate bullfight melody.

”Pfft—!”

Tony nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

”F*ck! F*ck!!” Shaking with rage, he ordered everyone to shoot frantically at the arrow.

The entire warehouse district’s firepower was instantly drawn toward this ”drone light show.”

In the basement, An Yang watched the surreal scene outside through a crack in the wall, completely stunned.

”B-Big Brother... did... did you do this?”

Zhang Ze leaned against the wall, using his voice changer to let out a deep sigh of emotion: ”Art is explosion. And my art is making the enemy experience a societal beatdown before they self-destruct.”

Chen Hu silently glanced at Zhang Ze, saying nothing.

He decided he would never try to understand his Big Brother’s tactics again; following orders was enough.

Taking advantage of everyone’s attention being fixed on the performance in the sky, Zhang Ze decisively gave the order.

”Let’s go!”

The three men escorted Dr. Chen Jing, quickly emerging from the basement and sticking to the shadows of the warehouse, creeping toward the western wall—the most weakly defended area Zhang Ze had planned for.

Along the way, the ”Scavengers” members who had been stunned by electricity were still lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

Dr. Chen Jing remained silent, but his steps were close behind. He looked at Zhang Ze’s back, his expression now incredibly complex.

He had never witnessed such a style of operation in his life.

They were just about to climb over the wall and escape the encirclement.

Suddenly, a blinding beam of light shot from the street corner, instantly enveloping the four of them!

”LAPD! Freeze! Put your hands up!” came the stern warning from a police car’s loudspeaker.

Zhang Ze and the other three froze.

Goddammit.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Just then, the gunfire outside the warehouse changed pitch.

A portion of the firepower that had been fiercely attacking the warehouse began to turn toward the street corner, engaging the police!

Clearly, Tony’s ”Butcher” family members had also spotted the police, and these desperate criminals chose to directly engage them without hesitation.

Immediately, the roar of automatic rifles and the sporadic shots of police pistols intertwined, bullets flew wildly through the night sky, and the scene was ten times more chaotic than before.

Zhang Ze’s mind spun rapidly.

Chaos.

Right, chaos is the best cover!

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Almost simultaneously, a stream of eerie blue data flashed inside Zhang Ze’s mask.

”The time has come,” Zhang Ze said in his emotionless synthesized voice. ”White Tiger, codename, Dr. Chen Jing, stick close to me. Remember, from now on, we are the good guys.”