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Chapter 102 Equality for All

"What did he just say... he wanted to break all the legs of the people marching down there?"

Cold sweat streamed down the foreheads and backs of Susan and the others.

Victor forced a smile and looked at Bai Ye, saying, "You...you must be joking, right?"

Bai Ye did not answer, but Kingpin's subordinates had already taken out their phones.

"Beep beep beep!"

With a ring, the phone was immediately answered, and Kingpin's subordinate coldly ordered:

"Right now, call five, no, ten thugs to the gate of the Doom Group and break three legs of everyone participating in the protest... Yes, you mean three legs."

"Number of people to deal with? More than 200... Hmm, interrupt them all, that's what the boss's boss ordered."

"Also, remember to clear out all the thugs' assets and send them straight to jail... Why? The boss's boss said we can't leave a single penny to compensate those protesters."

"That's right, just tell them that the prison boss will pay for everything, and even if they want to hire prostitutes inside, we can send them in."

"Their family bosses will take care of them. They can stay inside for five or ten years, and then I'll get them out."

……

Behind them, Susan and the others were stunned. These people, who had never dealt with the underworld before, could not imagine Kingpin's actions.

There are over 200 people marching below. If all of them had their legs broken, what a huge social reaction that would cause! Is this guy joking?

In fact, not only in the legitimate world, but even in the underworld, no one would dare to do this so openly, for fear that the authorities wouldn't notice.

Even knowing that doing so was extremely high-profile and suicidal, Kingpin still chose to bet with White Night, not for any other reason than to go all in.

At this moment, facing the astonished and incredulous expressions of these people, Bai Ye and Kingpin remained completely indifferent, looking down at the crowd below without saying a word.

"I should try to comfort them..." Bai Ye suddenly said after thinking for a moment.

"Huh? Why?" Kingpin was stunned. Was the change so sudden? "You're not going to break their legs?"

Meanwhile, Victor and his companions breathed a sigh of relief. It was best not to make a move if possible; the underworld was simply too terrifying.

"No, it's just that your men might have arrived too late. I was afraid that these protesters would disperse early if they realized I wasn't reacting, so I had to keep them a little longer."

Bai Ye said seriously, "If they only rely on their anger and have nowhere to vent it, it's like firing at nothing. This group of people can't hold on for long. There must be external factors to influence and ferment them so that they can continue to persevere."

'Just consider it a way to taunt and draw monsters,' Bai Ye thought.

"Hiss!" Even Kingpin gasped upon hearing Bai Ye's words; this was practically a living Yama.

"You're so meticulous, so incredibly meticulous," Kingpin said, giving a thumbs-up in flattery.

Bai Ye ignored Kingpin's words and looked at Victor: "Do you have a microphone or something here? I want to speak to the people below."

Victor shuddered at Bai Ye's gaze and quickly said, "I'm here. What? A microphone? I have one, I have one, I'll get it right away."

After saying that, Victor practically ran to get the microphone for Bai Ye, just so he could leave Bai Ye for a few seconds.

Susan and the others felt their legs trembling. They wanted to leave but dared not speak, afraid of attracting Bai Ye's attention. They could only stand aside as if being punished.

Johnny, in particular, wished he could go back a few minutes and slap himself across the face. Of all people to mess with, he had to mess with him.

A minute later, a panting Victor ran up with a microphone in his hand and handed it to Bai Ye, saying:

"It's already connected to the company's public address system. Just press the red button on the microphone to speak to the people below, and they will definitely be able to hear you clearly."

"Oh, thank you." Bai Ye smiled as she took it, and Victor forced a smile and waved his hand, saying, "It was nothing, just what I should do."

He realized that the way Bai Ye and Kingpin were plotting openly in front of them wasn't because they didn't consider them outsiders, but rather because they didn't care about them as much as they would about insects that they could easily crush.

If they dare to report or obstruct, they'll be the ones with three legs broken next. Didn't you see how Kingpin was scolded by Bai Ye just for asking a question?

Ben, who had regained his astronaut status, felt a mix of emotions. It seemed that Bai Ye's decision to keep him away from the job was indeed a good thing; otherwise, who knew when a single word might offend him and lead to his disability?

Bai Ye held the microphone in his hand, pressed the power button, and the next moment a buzzing sound came from the company's broadcast system.

At this moment, footage of the march below has been urgently broadcast to major news television stations via reporters' cameras.

Inside Utopia, the mutants watched with righteous indignation as the screen displayed condemnations of Bai Ye, especially those mutants in the academy whom Bai Ye had saved.

Professor X lamented that prejudice in the human heart is a mountain, while Magneto gripped the steel ball in his hand, wishing he could go to the scene and cause a bloodbath.

During the school's lunch break, Gwen noticed her classmates gathered together looking at their phones and curiously joined in.

Then they saw the figure of the person who had sent them back and had not been contacted since, being pasted on the parade participants' billboards in all sorts of parodies.

"This is too much." Gwen, who was originally full of resentment towards Bai Ye, blurted out subconsciously.

Meanwhile, at the White Night Forging factory, Little Rascal and Smith were watching the parade through an emergency news broadcast on television.

"Can you hear me, you idiots down there?"

Just then, Bai Ye's voice was broadcast over the loudspeaker and could be clearly heard in the live broadcast.

"What is he saying?" The protesters below were all stunned. Was this guy still so arrogant even after being denounced?

"That's right, I'm Bai Ye, a mutant, and the subject of your parade." Bai Ye looked at the crowd below and smiled, "You've got quite a few people here today."

"Oh, let me see, there's a white pig, a niger, and even a yellow monkey."

"My God, they've got quite a diverse range of species. I wonder if there are any mutant freaks joining the parade today too?"

Participants in the march: ...

Mutants via live stream: !!!

Gwen, Rogue, and Smith: ???

Those who heard Bai Ye's voice were stunned. It was too ironic, and it included everything.

What's this all about? If you discriminate against all races indiscriminately, is that some kind of alternative form of equality?

"I love Jiangxi!"

"Fake!"

"You sour radish bitch!"

……

Below, after a few seconds of stunned silence, emotions exploded instantly. Because of Bai Ye's words, everyone who was originally preparing to leave stayed and performed oral exercises for Bai Ye.

(End of this chapter)