My sister died tragically, and now I'm a citizen of my motherland, why are you crying?

Zhao Tiangang was silent for a moment, then looked at Sun Mingyuan:

"Has the conflict between Thunder Police and Lin Yuan been investigated thoroughly?"

Sun Mingyuan nodded and handed over a document.

"According to our investigation, yesterday afternoon, the Thunder Police were chasing a lizard monster."

They drove the strange man into the residential area of ​​Jiangcheng's old city.

He then detonated the lightning ball in the residential area.

The collapse of a residential building killed at least twelve civilians, including Lin Yuan's sister, Lin Qian.

"Afterwards, the Thunder Police provided the deceased's family with 500,000 yuan in compensation."

Lin Yuan refused to accept this and publicly insulted the Thunder Police, calling them "parasites" and the Hero Association a "vampire organization."

Zhao Tiangang frowned even more deeply: "Why did the Thunder Police drive the strange man into the residential area?"

Sun Mingyuan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth:

"Based on our analysis of the live streaming data, Thunder Police was streaming live at the time."

Chasing the strange man into a residential area could create greater panic, thereby boosting the live stream's ratings.

"Nonsense!"

Zhao Tiangang slammed his fist on the table again, this time cracking it.

"Gambling with the lives of ordinary people for ratings?"

And someone even found out what was going on in his head!

No one dared to speak.

Zhao Tiangang took several deep breaths before he could barely suppress his anger.

He knew that now was not the time to assign blame.

The most pressing issue is how to deal with Lin Yuan.

"Vice President," Zhao Tiangang looked at Fang Wanqing, "what suggestions do you have?"

Fang Wanqing pondered for a moment and said, "From the current perspective, Lin Yuan's goal is very clear: revenge."

He has already killed Thunder Cop and Hound, so he shouldn't target anyone else.

We can…

"What can you do? You can recruit him and pretend nothing happened?"

Zhao Tiangang sneered.

"He killed our S-class hero and slapped us in the face in front of live cameras all over the world."

And then we just pretend nothing happened? Do you think that's possible?

Fang Wanqing bit her lip: "So, what does the chairman mean...?"

"Encirclement and suppression."

Zhao Tiangang's voice was cold and firm.

"Send out our strongest S-class hero from Jiangcheng to completely eliminate Lin Yuan."

We must prove to the world that no one can challenge the authority of the Hero Association.

Silence fell over the meeting room once again.

Everyone knows what this decision means.

To surround and eliminate an SS-level superhuman.

This may be the biggest challenge the Jiangcheng Heroes Association has faced since its establishment.

"But President."

Fang Wanqing hesitated for a moment, "According to our analysis, Lin Yuan's strength is at least SS level or above."

Our Jiangcheng's strongest S-class hero is probably...

"I'm afraid he's no match for her?" Zhao Tiangang finished the sentence for her.

Fang Wanqing did not deny it.

Zhao Tiangang was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke:

"I know.

But we have to give it a try.

It's not about saving face, but about giving the outside world an explanation.

If we just let this go, even more people will start to disregard the Hero Association.

Headquarters will definitely blame us too.

He paused, his eyes sharpening.

"Moreover, we are not without a chance of winning."

A single S-class hero is no match for him, but what about three?

What about four? What about five? No matter how strong he is, he's still just one person.

We have the power of the entire Hero Association.

Fang Wanqing wanted to say something more, but Zhao Tiangang had already made his decision.

"Pass on my orders: summon Iron Wall, Illusionist, and Gale."

"Three S-class heroes, forming a special operations team, are to immediately launch an encirclement and annihilation operation against Lin Yuan!"

Fang Wanqing felt a chill run down her spine.

Iron Wall, Illusionist, Gale.

These three are the strongest S-class heroes in the Jiangcheng Hero Association, besides Thunder Police.

Iron Wall possesses S-level defensive capabilities; its body hardness far exceeds that of any known alloy, capable of withstanding missile-level attacks.

Illusionists possess S-level mind control abilities, capable of creating extremely realistic illusions and even influencing their opponents' five senses.

Gale possesses S-level speed ability; his movement speed can reach several times the speed of sound, making him the fastest hero in Jiangcheng.

Theoretically, three S-class heroes working together should indeed have a fighting chance.

But Fang Wanqing knew in her heart that theory was just theory.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her unease.

"Yes, Chairman."

She turned and walked out of the conference room.

Zhao Tiangang sat in a chair, looking at the information about Lin Yuan in front of him.

The young man in the photo looks as ordinary as can be.

A thin frame and slightly tired eyes.

Who would have thought that such an ordinary person would become someone even S-class heroes couldn't defeat overnight?

....

Lin Yuan remained silent for a long time.

He sat there in front of the shallow grave, drinking one can of wine after another.

He didn't know how much he had drunk.

Anyway, his body is no longer that of an ordinary person.

Ordinary alcohol has no effect on him whatsoever.

He wanted to get drunk, but he couldn't.

That's the most painful part.

He could only consciously and painfully recall those scenes over and over again.

My sister's smiling face.

The hand in the ruins.

Those images and sounds haunted him like a nightmare.

Lingering.

"Qianqian..."

Lin Yuan raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

The moon is very round and bright.

Like a cold, indifferent eye, it overlooks the joys and sorrows of this city.

"When I killed someone today, the whole world was watching."

"The live stream camera is pointed at me, and everyone is watching."

"Didn't you say before that you wanted me to become famous?"

"Now I'm famous."

Lin Yuan's voice began to tremble.

"But this isn't what I wanted..."

"I just want you to live..."

"I just want you to live a good life."

"I want a house with a balcony...to grow some flowers...to raise a cat...and live a peaceful and quiet life."

"I don't want fame... I don't want power... I don't want superpowers..."

"I just want you back..."

"Qianqian..."

"Please come back..."

Lin Yuan lowered his head, his forehead pressed against the cold tombstone.

His shoulders were trembling.

But there was no sound.

He could no longer cry.

All the tears were shed yesterday.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Lin Yuan finally raised his head.

His face showed no tear stains, only an indescribable weariness.

That kind of fatigue wasn't physical.

It's about the soul.

He stared at his sister's photo on the tombstone for a long time.

Then, his gaze slowly changed.

From sadness to indifference.

From indifference to deathly silence.

It's like a stagnant pool, no longer capable of stirring up any ripples.

"Qianqian..."

Lin Yuan spoke, his voice eerily calm.

"I've figured it out."

"Killing a few people won't change anything."

"Thunder Cop is dead, but there are still millions of Thunder Cops."

"The hunting dog is dead, but there are still thousands upon thousands of hunting dogs."

"They're all the same kind of people."

The same hypocrisy, the same arrogance, the same treatment of ordinary people like vermin.

"Hero Association?"

That was a cesspool.

It looks glamorous on the surface, but it's full of maggots inside.

"I smashed their stage and killed their people today, but so what?"

"Tomorrow, they will build an even bigger stage and bring forth even more heroes."

"The day after tomorrow, those heroes will continue to pose for the camera, continue to drive monsters into residential areas, and continue to use ordinary people's lives as a tool for generating traffic."

"This world is rotten to the core."

"The Hero Association is just the tip of the iceberg of decay."