From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

After a burst of gunfire, the demonstrators' arrogance was significantly dampened.

Within the negotiating team, several leaders exchanged opinions privately, all feeling somewhat undecided.

They intended to incite the public to riot like they did six years ago, but today they face a different opponent. The "Taipingzhou Revitalization Plan" signed by this young man has led many Haitians to choose to wait and see, and not to respond to their call to take to the streets.

Leo didn't care what they thought; he just wanted to suppress the riots as soon as possible and set some rules for them!

"Just this morning, a group of Haitians, incited by the voodoo gang, stood in front of me. I said then—"

Taiping Island does not belong to you, it never did, and it never will. Any law-abiding citizen may settle and work on Taiping Island. I have no intention of expelling Haitians or seizing your property, but you should not expect to take what does not belong to you.

"No, Taiping Continent belongs to the Haitians! The Sea God—"

Leo pointed and silenced the person, then said to himself, "The gods of Haiti have all stayed in Haiti. I hope you can embrace the new order and learn to create a better life with your own hands, instead of praying to the gods."

"But that's our faith..."

Michelle spoke slowly, her wrinkled face filled with piety.

The Haitians who heard her speak nodded in agreement.

Leo's gaze swept quickly across the negotiating team, and he suddenly realized something: these representatives were likely priestesses and priestesses of Voodoo, belonging to the high caste class in Creole culture. They represented the "Old Gods" faction.

While the Voodoo Cult was still around, they were suppressed and restrained to some extent. But once the Voodoo Cult disappeared, these people tried to incite the masses and demand special privileges.

A group of ignorant and backward people, yet insatiably greedy.

After confirming their identities, Leo didn't even bother to talk to them, stating bluntly, "Your beliefs won't give you any special privileges. I don't care what you believe in, but causing trouble is unacceptable!"

The negotiations stalled from the start. The Haitian representatives had prepared many plans in advance, but they couldn't even get to the part about making exorbitant demands.

They certainly wouldn't let it go.

A burly man said sternly, "Aren't the voices and attitudes of hundreds of thousands of Haitians living on Pacific Island important?"

This is a question, a question brimming with the assumption that it is "correct".

Most people would find it difficult to give a negative answer to this kind of question, especially in a public setting with cameras pointed at them.

Fortunately, Leo is no ordinary person; his answer was, "It's really not important."

Upon hearing this, the negotiators' expressions changed drastically, filled with shock and anger.

"you you--"

The number of people banned has increased by 1.

Leo continued, "First of all, you voodoo priests do not represent the hundreds of thousands of Haitians you speak of. Secondly, in Pacifica, my voice and attitude are the most important!"

"Stop wasting time. I'm going to set some rules for you, tell you what you can and cannot do, and what the consequences will be if you do something wrong—"

1. In Taipingzhou, unless in self-defense or other emergency, it is forbidden to point firearms at employees of Blue Dream Company or members of Freedom Wings. Violators will bear the consequences themselves; even if they die, it will be in vain!

If you're worried about my people abusing their power, there's no need to worry. I will equip everyone with body cameras to ensure fair and impartial law enforcement. Those who previously called us murderers can visit the Freedom Wings website later; we will release drone footage of the engagement, so you can see for yourselves what those 'innocent' people were doing.

II. Within the Tai Ping Chau area, all illegal activities such as street cleaning, drug trafficking and manufacturing, and human smuggling are prohibited. Anyone caught doing so will be shot on sight, and there are rewards for informants and law enforcement officers.

Third, it is forbidden to incite the masses or organize protests like today's. If you have any objections, you can send a joint letter of opinion to the Blue Dream Company's opinion mailbox.

If such malicious acts occur again, the organizers will be executed, and accomplices will be imprisoned by the NCPD according to the severity of their crimes. After their release, their salaries will be halved for six months until they are confirmed to have reformed and can resume their full wages.

That's all for now. Let me reiterate: as long as you abide by the law, we will do our best to protect everyone's rights, whether you're Haitian or of any other ethnicity. But if anyone tries to profit through violence or other illegitimate means, our military will not show mercy!

When friends come, we welcome them with fine wine; when enemies come, we face them with shotguns. It's a very simple principle!

However, some people come here to cause trouble or demand special privileges; what they want is "unfairness," so they will never accept such a proposal for "fairness."

Several high-ranking members of the Voodoo Cult conspired privately to convey their joint decision to Michelle's grandmother.

As the spiritual leader of Voodoo, Michelle knew she had to do something. If she backed down now, the legitimacy of Voodoo would be questioned, and the already wavering young members of the tribe would become even less concerned about the "tradition" of the Haitians.

This is for all Haitians!

Her martyrdom surged within her, and with trembling hands, she resolutely drew the small pistol from her waist and aimed it at Leo!

"Young man, this gun is empty, but I did break your 'rules.' What are you going to do about it?"

At the same time, all the Haitians on the negotiating team raised their guns and claimed that they were unloaded.

Immediately afterwards, some people in the protest crowd responded to them and raised their guns at Leo and others.

They are demonstrating through their actions that Haitians will not abide by the rules he set!

Despite the chants of "No bullets in the gun" echoing from the crowd, the Wings of Freedom soldiers kept their weapons raised and remained on high alert.

If it weren't for the "Red" commander telling them not to act rashly, many of them would have already opened fire. They couldn't tolerate anyone daring to threaten their great leader!

This was, of course, Leo's order, and he had his own way of handling things.

Do they really think that by creating a 2077 version of the "nonviolent non-cooperation movement," he can't do anything about them?

Nonviolent non-cooperation... then use violence to make them cooperate!

Want to die? That's easy!

The surface of the Infinity Gauntlet suddenly shone with a dazzling light.

Snapped--

With a crisp snap of the fingers, the guns in the hands of all the gunmen suddenly flew into the air.

The sudden surge of force caught most people off guard, causing the guns to slip from their hands. Those who managed to hold on were either injured or had their feet lifted off the ground by the guns, ultimately having to let go.

An incredible sight suddenly appeared in the arena: hundreds of guns hovered in the air, their muzzles turned towards their owners.

Gravity manipulation!

Leo is now becoming increasingly adept at this ability.

The journalists were stunned and quickly instructed their cameramen to adjust their lenses, not wanting to miss even the slightest detail.

This is some kind of cutting-edge technology from Blue Dream Company!?

Anti-gravity technology or magnetic field technology?

Is the carrier that fancy exoskeleton glove?

Those who can become journalists are at least college graduates, and they can recognize that this is some kind of unknown technology.

However, there are quite a few drifters among Haitians, especially those who can be incited by voodoo, many of whom have feudal superstitious habits.

Upon seeing this incomprehensible sight, they exclaimed in alarm, claiming that Leo had used magic and was a demon from voodoo tradition!

Leo gave them a cold glance, silencing a few of the particularly noisy ones, which startled the others into shutting up as well.

"Anyone who dares to point a gun at me after I've emphasized the rules is committing a grave offense of disrespect. Today is the auspicious opening day of Lanmeng Company, and I don't want to see bloodshed, so—"

Just when they thought they had escaped, Leo raised his left hand and waved it downwards.

Bang—thud—clang—thump—

The sounds of varying intensity rang out; it was the sound of guns falling rapidly and violently knocking down the person holding the gun.

The wails immediately merged into one, frightening the others who were still standing.

Leo said indifferently, "Soldiers, arrest these gunmen and put them in the temporary jail. Execute them all after midnight tonight! I've said it before, those who don't follow the rules will bear the consequences!"

The group of Voodoo Cult leaders closest to him panicked.

They struggled to stand up, but an invisible force of gravity held them firmly to the ground.

One quick-witted person immediately changed direction and shouted to the media reporters and cameras: "Michelle is the last living miracle crosser of the sea among Haitians. She is a symbol of the sea god and a symbol of voodoo. You devil, you cannot trample on the faith of Haitians!"

Leo looked at her coldly, without even silencing her: "The last living miracle crosser of the sea... That's perfect, I'll help you turn the page on history. From now on, I hope the Haitians will work hard and build your new homeland. Oh, of course, this has nothing to do with you personally."

Without him saying anything more, the soldiers of the Wings of Liberty pounced on the crowd like tigers descending from the mountain, arresting all those marked by Leo.

The other demonstrators were so terrified by this incredible feat that they didn't even dare to shout anymore.

After about a hundred people had been dragged away, Leo waved to the WNS News reporter.

The female reporter approached nervously: "What...what can I do for you?"

Leo looked at her: "The news will be broadcast from beginning to end, without any cuts or modifications. Broadcast it truthfully, or you'll be in big trouble."

Does "also include this sentence?"

"Including, go get to work."

"Yes Yes…"

The female reporter turned and ran, not daring to stay near him for even a second longer.

Leo looked at the bewildered protesters and said loudly, "This is none of your business. Go home. The Taipingzhou Revitalization Project officially starts tomorrow. There are plenty of jobs to choose from, with daily wages. Abandon your boring feudal superstitions and get rich with your hard work."

The crowd watched him silently.

Suddenly, someone started it, and everyone scattered as if a demon was chasing them.

In just one minute, the street became empty, leaving only some messy debris piled up on the road.

Side Quest: Suppressing the Riot

Easily done!

Leo, Chapter 420: "We must give Arakasaka a good beating!"

The riots in Tai Ping Chau were thus quelled...

That is absolutely impossible!

Since it is a "comprehensive" riot, it is obvious that it will break out in multiple places, thus diverting the strength and energy of the stationed troops.

This is just the main venue; smaller-scale protests are certainly taking place or about to take place elsewhere.

Leo waved for the two Wings of Freedom field coordinators to come closer and asked them questions.

The answer was as expected.

"As you might expect, there have been many small protests in Taiping Island, each involving fewer than a hundred people. Our troops have kept them confined to the community, and they haven't escalated into major disturbances yet."

Saul reported to him cautiously.

“During sensitive times, if people gather together not for a meal or a party, then it must be to cause trouble. It’s just a matter of time.”

Leo impatiently gave the order.

"Have the soldiers equip themselves with the 'Peace First' plugin and launch a direct attack on the protesters. Once everyone is under control, make them identify each other and find the organizers and coordinators. Tell them that if they want to play the 'family cover-up' game, then everyone will be shot together. Let's see if bullets or words are tougher!"

The Voodoo Cult's database of seized personnel was opened to all on-site leaders, and all official Voodoo Cult members among the protesters were arrested and executed.

Record the identity information of other participants. If they are found to have participated in protests or demonstrations again, their crime will be compounded. If they are found to have participated twice, they will be executed.

Anyone who engages in vandalism, looting, arson, or robbery during the protests will be arrested and sent to temporary prisons.

"The moment midnight tonight, line them up and execute them. Record the entire execution and post it on the Freedom Wings website so that the people of Taipingzhou can see what happens if they violate the rules I set!"

After hearing four consecutive "executions," Saul's throat went dry, and he dared not look at the leader's face.

He quickly agreed, unconditionally supporting all of Leo's decisions.

Leo nodded in satisfaction: "From now on, we'll operate according to this system. We don't need to wait for my personal orders. We'll try our best to nip any signs of rioting in the bud. Alright, you may all leave."

"Yes."

The two on-site supervisors respectfully withdrew.

Leo's gaze returned to the desolate street, his eyes filled with contempt, not violence.

Haitians are far inferior to their hardworking fellow countrymen; they are hardly outstanding laborers. Look at what they have done to Taipingzhou in the past six years—slums and garbage dumps everywhere.

Now, all we can do is break their spines and force them to accept the concepts of getting rich through hard work and abiding by the law, and then observe their behavior.

As he was pondering, a hand grasped his, bringing a gentle warmth.

"There's no need to get angry at those people. In Night City, the most disliked people are these extremely xenophobic Haitians. They don't even need a reason to attack you."

Hearing V's words, Leo turned his head and smiled: "Of course I should be angry because they ruined my good mood. But it's okay, it was expected after all."

He looked around and sensed only admiration and shock from his friends, without any negative emotions, so he smiled and invited everyone to get in the car.

As he walked, he joked:

"I thought about this yesterday when I was handing out money to everyone—"

If someone is truly stupid, the first thing they'll do after getting the money is indulgence—buying alcohol, taking drugs, or spending it on sex partners. In short, they won't be thinking about causing trouble until the money is all gone.

Truly intelligent people will not jump out immediately; they will observe quietly and look for the most profitable solution.