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Chapter 77 The threat level is extremely high!

Chapter 77 Threat Level - Extremely High! (Please read and vote)

"boom--!"

Gunshots exploded in the crowd without warning!

Carl, clutching the pistol he had secretly bought with his family's winter savings, rushed towards Rivers and his gang who were being interviewed by reporters with red eyes.

The star fans who had been madly cursing and swearing at Rorschach now ran around screaming at the top of their lungs as if they had seen a ghost.

Rorschach stood there, and the chaos around him seemed to be slowed down.

In his sight, there was only Carl's face distorted by anger and the sound of gunfire echoing in his ears.

Unfortunately, as a novice using a gun for the first time, all of Carl's bullets missed.

A stray bullet shot into the crowd, and it was unknown which unlucky guy it hit.

"Protect me! Protect me!" Rivers shouted in horror and hid behind the crowd as if his feet were greased.

"Protect the witness! Quick, stop him!"

The bailiffs surrounding Rorschach sprang into action instantly, protecting the parents of the children who had committed perjury.

Carl had just rushed out of the crowd, but before he could take aim again, he was surrounded by police.

Just as he was stunned, a policeman rushed up from behind, pinned him to the ground, and threw his pistol far away.

"Damn it, let me go! Let me go!" Carl struggled desperately, but his body was already pinned down by several policemen.

Rivers breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

He pushed through the crowd and shouted at the cameras around him: "They are murder witnesses. You all saw it. They wanted to shoot me! My child and I did something just, but this only brought revenge from these murderers!"

The fleeing crowd, the subdued Carl, and Rivers acting pitiful in front of the camera.

In the chaos, a slender hand picked up the pistol that had fallen to the feet.

Rivers continued to shout at the camera: "This is my email account, everyone support me, for me and my family..."

"Oh!"

His performance came to an abrupt end.

A bullet accurately opened the top of his head.

Blood and brain matter splattered on the camera, and the picture suddenly turned scarlet.

Rivers held the gun with both hands and fired bullet after bullet into the man's head.

The cowardice he showed in court was no longer on the boy's face, replaced by an almost insane relief.

At this moment, he seemed like a trapped beast that had broken free from its shackles and finally made his own choice!

"Shit! Stop him quickly!" The bailiff commander was furious.

In his 20 years of work, he had never seen such a scene. Even the Black Panther Party trials in the last century were not so crazy.

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

Another group of guys rushed out from behind the cordon, targeting other witnesses.

As soon as they touched each other, the daggers and fruit knives in their hands stabbed into the bodies of these guys!

A girl rescued from the cellar by Rorschach stabbed a fruit knife into the lower abdomen of the parent who had just given false testimony, and stirred it around viciously!
"You deserve this! Damn bastards! Go to hell!"

There's more than just this one witness!
At this moment, everyone who had accused Rorschach in court was subjected to their crazy revenge.

Despite their small size, their methods were extremely brutal, with every strike aimed directly at the vital points!
In an instant, screams rang out one after another, and the blood of the perjurers dyed the court steps, which symbolize judicial justice, red.

The bailiffs were completely dumbfounded.

Faced with this group of thugs, they didn't even dare to draw their guns and could only pull them away from the victims with their bare hands.

In this chaos—

"boom!!!"

A deafening explosion came from overhead.

The shock wave shattered the surrounding glass windows, and in front of countless live cameras, a head with half of its torso attached fell from a high altitude.

"Judge Kim Kingsley?!"

The bailiffs and FBI agents were stunned. An explosion had occurred inside the court, and the female judge who had just presided over the trial had been blown to pieces!

Outside the cordon, two boys excitedly high-fived each other in celebration.

"Yeah! This guy can't even tell the difference between good guys and bad guys. He should have gone to hell long ago!"

"I said you didn't put enough nitric acid! If you had added more nitroglycerin as I said, the whole courthouse would have been blown up!"

"Next time! I'll definitely listen to you next time!"

Shootings, stabbings, and the explosion that killed the judge have plunged the area in front of the court into complete chaos.

The injured people in the stampede wailed in a pool of blood. The already understaffed marshals had to guard Rorschach, subdue the group of attackers, and rescue the injured. The scene was a mess.

On the steps, Rorschach, who witnessed all this, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Starting with a chaos seems like a good idea.

He glanced at the children being restrained by the bailiffs, nodded to each of them, and smiled approvingly on his face.

These guys were like they were playing a game, with no trace of fear on their faces.

Especially Rivers, who killed his father with his own hands, his expression was full of relief.

"Thor."

Rorschach nodded to Rivers, then lowered his voice to the lawyer beside him and said, "In the East District Maple Grove Cemetery, two hundred meters west of Martin Claude's tombstone, there's a poplar tree so thick it takes two men to hug it. There's two million in cash buried underneath it."

Thor frowned: "I don't want this money, I..."

"Don't worry, I didn't say I'd give it all to you." Rorschach interrupted him, "You take 200,000, and the rest can be used for the children."

He said firmly, "I don't want to see any of them go to jail. No matter what means you use, you can't let them go to jail or to a juvenile detention center."

Thor smiled knowingly. "They seem a little dazed, and considering their past experiences, I'm 100% certain these guys are suffering from severe post-traumatic stress disorder. There's no doubt about that."

Rorschach smiled. He still trusted Thor's ability.

Under the escort of bailiffs, Rorschach was taken to a prison van bound for prison.

Through the car window, he slowly scanned the crowd outside.

In the light of the fire and the chaos, countless faces were watching him.

There are men and women, old and young.

His gaze lingered briefly on Ginny's moist eyes, then he turned away.

When he opened his eyes again, there was only indifference in them.

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Counter-Terrorism Bureau underground command center.

In the huge room, there is only a huge white LCD screen covering the entire wall.

The metal door slowly opened, and Jack entered the room with an expressionless face.

"Hello, Jack"

A cold, mechanical female voice suddenly rang out, and elegant black fonts appeared on the pure white screen.

"Check someone."

Jack crossed his arms and said solemnly to the screen in front of him where words appeared: "Chicago Police Department: Rorschach Butcher."

The text on the screen disappeared instantly, replaced by a rapidly scrolling stream of data.

Surveillance footage, police reports, military files... countless fragments of information flashed and reassembled on the screen.

After three seconds of absolute silence—

"THREAT LEVEL: EXTREME!"

Scarlet letters exploded on the screen like blood, and the entire room was dyed with a dangerous red light.

"Warning! Immediate dispatch of the Crisis Stifling Team is recommended!"

When the last letter disappeared, the only sound in the room was Jack's heavy breathing.

(End of this chapter)

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