"The World!"
What can you do in one second
With Dio's cry from the bottom of his heart, the time of the whole world was paused!
With the experience from last time, Dio found that he had mastered a certain knocking skill when launching 'Smash Varudo' this time, so he jumped back with all his strength, and at the same time, the [World] quickly moved away from the explosion range!
Then, one second instantly returned to zero and the world started moving again!
With a loud bang!
A powerful military grenade suddenly exploded, and the intense flames engulfed everything around it!
Dio himself was blown away by the fiery air wave.
"Ahem..."
Dio, who was lying on the ground not far away, struggled to stand up. The World consumed all his remaining ripple energy in one go, so that at the last moment he was unable to use ripple energy to resist the impact of the grenade explosion, causing him to suffer some injuries.
It felt like someone had suddenly hit him in the back with a sledgehammer.
At this moment, Dio was extremely weak and couldn't even summon the [World]. Any adult could kill him.
So after taking a look at the abandoned factory from afar, he decisively chose to leave. The noise here was too loud, with gunshots and grenades, and so many people died. It was estimated that it would not be long before the police intervened, and Will's safety would naturally be guaranteed. If he didn't leave now, it would be too late to leave later.
Then Dio quickly disappeared into the night, bringing an end to this restless night.
. . . . . . . .
The New York Police Department (NYPD) quickly dispatched after receiving the call. The callers were a young couple who wanted to pursue excitement and run outside to have sex. After hearing the intensive gunshots and explosions, they immediately chose to call the police, so the New York City police officers on duty had to go out to maintain order.
The whistling sirens almost brushed past Dio who was running back. He had never expected that the New York City police officers who usually didn't care about these gang fights would have such a keen sense of smell today and respond so quickly.
Fortunately, he did not stay at the scene for too long, otherwise he would have to spend the night at the police station, and his plans for his life would have been completely disrupted.
Hiding in the alley, Dio silently waited until the sirens disappeared, then he carefully avoided the cameras again and went to his restaurant.
On the other side, New York City police officers, who were complaining about the caller being nosy, quickly rushed to the scene, and everyone was shocked by the tragic situation at the scene.
The thick smell of gunpowder, the flames that had not yet been extinguished, the bodies scattered all over the ground, and the weak cries for help from the abandoned factory...
"This should be an explosion caused by a military grenade. Damn it! Are these guys tired of living?" A middle-aged police officer with rich experience at the scene made a guess after surveying the explosion environment at the scene.
"Do those bastards think Chinatown is Hell's Kitchen? We'll have to stay up late and work overtime again these two days!" The young white police officer who was his partner immediately complained and cursed.
"Stop complaining. Since someone called the police, of course we NYPD need to respond. And with so many people dead at once, it will be our job sooner or later. You should be thankful that those ubiquitous paparazzi don't know about it yet, otherwise it will be a big trouble!" The middle-aged policeman said helplessly. Originally, they should just watch the gangs' revenge and turf fights, and at most clean up the mess after it's over. As long as it's not in the downtown area and does not involve innocent ordinary people, they are naturally happy to let these scum fight each other, and it would be best if they all died!
But the reporters who only care about whether they can get a promotion and a raise don't care about these things, nor do they care whether the dead are social scum or not. They only care about why such a tragedy happened in such a prosperous New York City, what are our police officers doing? Where does the money we taxpayers pay every year go? The coffee machine in the police station
A small matter will immediately be blown out of proportion, and then a group of people who do not know the truth will protest. Then the higher-ups will hold a meeting to scold these people and force them to solve the case within a few days, bring the murderer to justice, and give an explanation to the public.
This is the result almost every time a reporter gets involved. So compared to the criminals who do all kinds of evil, the police officers are more afraid of seeing these reporters who are carrying "guns and cannons" in another sense!
Unfortunately, just as he finished his words, several news interview cars drifted and stopped steadily behind the police car, as if sharks smelling blood suddenly swam over, and their speed was almost the same as theirs. No wonder these news reporters are called the uncrowned kings, their professionalism alone is not something that ordinary people can achieve!
The two police cars left outside looked at each other helplessly, then quickly set up a cordon to stop the group of reporters who had "I'm going to make trouble" written on their faces.
"Hey, do you remember me? I interviewed you last time. Tell me what the situation is now. How many casualties there are? Is it a gang fight or something else?"
“No comment!”
"On the way here, I asked someone about it. It is said that there was a fierce gun battle here not long ago, and it seems that large-scale lethal weapons such as grenades were used. I want to know whether the safety of ordinary people like us as residents of New York City can be guaranteed. Why can these terrorists easily obtain large quantities of weapons every time? Why do our police officers always arrive at the scene last to clean up the mess?"
"I told you, no! complaints!"
"Is this how you waste taxpayers' money? We have the right to know the truth!"
Reporters from several TV stations relied on their large numbers and skilled business skills to make the police officers responsible for maintaining order at the scene speechless and glaring. Not to mention taking action, they could only pretend not to see even when the spit sprayed on their faces.
While the chaos was happening outside, the police officers who had entered had already rescued Will and other "hostages" and were now conducting on-site reconstruction and questioning.
As the number of confessions and investigation clues increased, the New York police officers who thought this was just an ordinary gang fight suddenly looked at each other in confusion, feeling like they were listening to a fairy tale.
"I now seriously suspect that you have taken a large amount of drugs and have hallucinations. You'd better wait until these people are brought to the police station and sober up before you can get their confessions." The sheriff in charge immediately made the decision.