Frank Surrounded, Epic Entrance

"Hmm... let me see." Merlin was somewhat surprised as well. Although Frank was now four-star, there was still no need to trigger a helicopter in the real world.

He hacked into the police system with practiced ease and quickly found the reason.

"Ha, the fact that you wiped out three gangs has been discovered. Inspector Colin, having lost his money bags, is furious and determined to arrest you." After finding the cause, Merlin chuckled lightly.

"Your situation isn't looking too good right now."

Even though Frank's combat strength was formidable, he hadn't yet surpassed the limits of human capability. Facing a large number of police surrounding him was still too much to handle.

Unless he could reach a maze-like residential area to play hide-and-seek.

But he was currently on the street in the central area of Franklin District. If it were just ground pursuit, it wouldn't be too big a problem, but with the helicopter scanning from above, shaking off the police chasing him from behind would be exceptionally difficult.

The streets ahead were surely already layered with obstacles and waiting officers.

"Woo woo woo..." At that moment, several police cars suddenly appeared around the corner of the street ahead, executing an American Intercept on Frank.

Frank's eyes narrowed, then he revved the engine and drove the Bevel Magic Treasure straight through.

"Bam!"

"Bam bam!"

The police cars blocking the front were sent flying on the spot, and Frank sped away.

But the police helicopter still circled overhead, its bright searchlight following him like a shadow.

"How about it? Want me to come pick you up?" Merlin's voice came through the earpiece again.

Frank didn't answer, continuing to drive silently down the road. The helicopter circled above, police cars chased from behind, and who knew how many blockades awaited ahead.

Among the forest of buildings on the streets, escaping pursuit was tough.

"Alright, how are you planning to pick me up?" In the end, Frank glanced at the fuel gauge showing a dwindling amount and decided to ask Merlin for help.

Although it would mean giving up another ten percent of the cut, this request also owed Merlin a favor.

He didn't care much about the cut anyway; otherwise, he would have asked for help long ago.

"Circle back to the police station entrance. I'll wait for you there." After saying this, Merlin put down his snacks, quickly left the break room, and headed to the garage in the back.

Looking at the row of sports cars in the backyard garage, he felt a bit conflicted.

"Which one to choose?" His gaze settled on the Vigilante, which was already equipped with a rocket engine, as he thought for a moment.

In the end, he left the garage and returned to his workstation.

"I'll go with this one." For his first appearance, it would be a shame not to take the most fun vehicle to mess around with.

As everyone knew, the Supercar was a flying vehicle.

The Supercar before him was painted with a Princess Bubblegum anime design, holding a long blade, chest exposed, bold and voluptuous.

It was also equipped with Deadlock Missiles, Atomic Jet, Pneumatic Bounce, and other devices.

However, to facilitate takeoff with Pneumatic Bounce, the body was much lighter and not very durable.

Frank followed Merlin's instructions and turned back at an intersection.

This scene was clearly seen by Colin inside the helicopter above.

"What's going on? Wrong way?" Seeing the sudden turn, he was also confused.

Even if he knew more police blockades lay ahead, there was no need to turn back and just surrender, right?

Or maybe he wanted to take another route?

Various thoughts flashed through his mind, but the helicopter's searchlight still followed the target.

Regardless, this guy had cost him so many backup money bags—even if he surrendered, he couldn't be let off.

Watching the Bevel Magic Treasure scurrying through the streets like an ant below, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Bang bang bang..." Bullets whizzed past his ears as Frank weaved between the police cars in pursuit, unknowingly returning to the original spot.

The exploded vehicles were now just charred frames, emitting wisps of smoke drifting through the city streets.

The firefighters who had arrived had been notified in advance and were taking cover on the side of the road.

They stood in a row, watching the chase on the street with relaxed expressions.

"I also like driving the Bevel Magic Treasure to ram cars in Los Santos, but I never thought it would happen in real life."

"Honestly, this guy's execution is incredible—he actually built a one-to-one replica of the Bevel Magic Treasure from the game."

"I'd like to weld one myself, but I don't have the time or the patience."

"Game meets reality—should this guy be five-star by now?"

"No, this is nothing, at most three stars."

"What are you guys talking about? What game?"

Their fire department had never gotten along with the police, so at this moment, they were actually quite interested in watching the drama unfold.

And seeing the cars and scenes from the game appear right before their eyes, anyone who had played Morality and Rule of Law would find this scene too surreal.

Watching the Bevel Magic Treasure roar past, scooping up a police car and sending it flying, then continuing to race recklessly down the street while a fleet of police cars chased after with lights flashing—

They even felt a sudden urge to become good citizens.

Frank quickly crossed the street and arrived at the police station entrance.

Hearing the sirens growing closer outside, the many officers inside the station were confused—had they caught someone?

Frank stopped the car, looked at the crowd of police emerging from the station, glanced back at the pursuing police cars, then looked up at the helicopter circling overhead.

He was already surrounded, and he had walked right into it.

"Is he really turning himself in?" Colin on the helicopter was dumbfounded.

Was the man who had wiped out three of his money stashes really an idiot? Or had he already gotten his revenge and had nothing left to hold onto?

He leaned toward the latter.

"Either way, saves me the trouble of hunting you down!"

Frank raised his hands and looked around, not particularly tense. Instead, he was curious about how Merlin would make his entrance.

"Got him!" Suddenly, a voice came through the earpiece.

The moment the words landed, a roar of an engine sounded, and then a pink Phantom shot in with a burst of energy, crashing straight into the police encirclement and stopping right above his head.

The car flipped over, and Merlin, sitting in the driver's seat, was now upside down, reaching a hand out toward him below.

Frank, still holding his hands up, instinctively grabbed the other's wrist. The next moment, he felt a massive sense of weightlessness as he was yanked into the air.

"Whoosh!"

The Brooklyn police: "..."

The officers surrounding Frank were stunned. They had only seen a flash of pink blur past, and then their target vanished before their eyes.

But Colin, sitting in the helicopter, clearly saw a pink-painted sports car suddenly launch upward, then shoot off like a rocket, executing a smooth roll mid-flight.