Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 79 Kidnapping
Some time ago, in the small conference room in Hell's Kitchen.

The clown chuckled: "We...kidnapped..."

He made a grabbing motion with his hands, and with that smiling face, he looked awful.

But the others were naturally used to it long ago, and they just asked in confusion, "Kidnapping?"

Jinx scratched her head: "What's so strange about that?"

The clown spread his hands and said, "That's different. This time, let's kidnap a little more people!"

"many?"

Jinx's eyes lit up, and she said cheerfully, "Can you kidnap the whole city?"

Joker looked over coldly, Jinx smiled, shrank his neck and stopped talking.

"Learn to be smart." The clown said as if he was in class, "If your level of being a villain is only limited to guns and sharp knives, then I will be very disappointed."

"There are more than 1000 million people in the Greater New York area, and what about us? We only have a few hundred people in total, and use a few hundred people to kidnap tens of millions of people?"

The clown looked around at the three of them, and said decisively, "It's almost over!"

Graves exhaled a smoke ring and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

The clown slowly revealed his plan.

Several people were convinced.

During this period of time, the mayor's alleged terrorist scandal has caused a lot of trouble in the city, and people's trust in the government has also dropped to an extremely low level. Coupled with some deep-rooted contradictions, the citizens of New York are generally dissatisfied with the current situation. Times are dissatisfied.

If it weren't for the organizers of the demonstrations in various regions, they were all urgently publicized at this sensitive time, and the protests and demonstrations might have already begun.

By the way, most of the parades in America are organized by someone who is often the most prestigious part of a certain region or group.

To be precise, there are no purely spontaneous demonstrations at all, because there is no minimum organization, and it is not called a demonstration at all.

That's called a riot.

That's the part the Joker wants to see.

Just need to start and make these poor jingle, but aggrieved black, white, old ink people believe that this is a large-scale demonstration that spreads across the city...

Then they dare to wear black robes and masks, and go to the store to get things they can never afford.

Will they believe it?

Of course it will, because Joker can do such a thing, it doesn't need to be proved at all.

There is no doubt that at that time, it will really be a city-wide riot.

Hearing of this vicious plan, Sett gave a thumbs up:

"J, in terms of bad, I would like to call you number one."

"Kang Mang, how can you say that I am bad? No one forced them to take to the streets to beat, smash, loot and burn."

The clown looked innocent: "Everything is chosen by themselves, isn't it?"

This is the clown's kidnapping plan.

The most vulnerable thing in this world is the human heart.

Kidnapping a person's body can only destroy the body.

And kidnapping a person's thoughts, drawing out the evil thoughts in his heart, has the opportunity to completely destroy a person, turning him into a villain from head to toe.

Or not to destroy, but to awaken, save, or some other word.

All in all, the small flames of chaos and madness will soon spread throughout the city like wildfire, and then burn farther afield.

……

Time goes back to the present.

Jinx shouted "RPG", and the police who will stop the group violence in the future beat their heads and ran away.

When she was done, she laughed and looked around at the mob.

The voluminous black robes and funny masks have completely concealed their physical characteristics, not only their appearance, but also their ethnicity, skin color, and race.

But before coming here, Sett taught a few methods with great interest to distinguish the basic information of these people.

Seeing that hunched over, holding things with the hem of the black robe, looking around from time to time, and looking a bit wretched overall, he must be Old Mo.

The proportion of Lamy people in New York is not high, but there are still some in absolute numbers.

The sound of glass shattering caught Jinx's attention.

She saw a tall man in a black robe, smashed open the door of the store with all his strength, and walked into this...shoe store with his head held high.

Look at the familiar movements, the strolling posture, and the sincere joy that the mask can't hide.

Needless to say, definitely a black man.

Jinx can occasionally see a few gangs coming together, fighting because of the uneven distribution of spoils, or a few thugs from different backgrounds, arguing endlessly over one thing, and finally started fighting, and then...

There was a bang.

"Wow."

She looked at the man in black robe who was lying in a pool of blood, and saw another man trembling all over, picked up something and ran again.

Jinx blew a bubble and sighed in her heart: "The development is quite fast."

If the previous developments were within the tolerance of the American people, then after the gunshot, things got completely out of control.

The sporadic gunfire gradually became denser.

"What to do? They must be stopped!"

"No, that little girl's firepower is too terrifying, we can't rush through!"

An old policeman said harshly, "Kill her."

The people around looked over in shock.

A young voice sounded: "Didn't you see? She... she is only 15 years old!"

The old policeman grabbed his subordinate's collar, his eyes were bloodshot.

"I said, kill her!"

The policemen were silent, but they knew in their hearts that if the deterioration of the situation was not stopped, more people would die today.

However, just as they made up their minds, a grenade fell precisely, turning the place into ruins.

"Tch, plot loudly..."

Jinx turned around, her ponytails flying high, she smiled and glanced around.

"Who else is coming?"

The New York police who came to disperse the crowd were dispersed by her in the first round, but she vaguely felt that these people had reached a consensus.

That is killing her.

"come on!"

The machine gun "bang bang" accompanied by her maniacal laughter, fired wildly at the exposed policemen.

The scene was chaotic, and many "insiders" were accidentally injured.

Of course, the so-called "our own people" are just wishful thinking of these black-robed people after the little girl suppressed the police.

Jinx never cared about them.

This fierce exchange of fire immediately dispersed a large area around.

But it doesn't matter, Joker is just letting her make a fuss.

It is absolutely wishful thinking for these ordinary people to not launch a few helicopters and send a few hundred people to catch her or kill her.

Jinx has done something like this before, and she knows exactly what she can do.

And the police obviously knew this, they desperately called for support, but unfortunately, the current manpower of the public sector can be said to be stretched...

Just when they were in despair, there was an incomparably sharp sound of piercing through the air. Even the scorching muzzle of the fish bone sprayed bullets, but it couldn't cover up the ear-piercing hum.

In a flash of Jinxford's mind, she only saw the sharp blade flash past and land in front of her.

Touching her ears, Jinx wiped away the blood in her hands, looking at the strange leg blades and the pair of blue eyes that came.

Unable to hold back, the words became dirty: "Maja Faker, what are you?"

　Thanks to the book friends who are addicted to white and can't extricate themselves. You are such a cutie. Saber is my wife. Kaqi is free from the 1000 points rewarded by Taitai. I will eat Katagawa at noon tomorrow and add lean meat!
　　In fact, there are still some, but thanking them all is too long, I will find a chance to send a single chapter and thank them together.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)