Los Angeles.
Aivy focused on the computer screen, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He was playing a battle royale game. This kind of survival-of-the-fittest format, a coliseum-like struggle, had him completely hooked.
Every victory brought a huge sense of accomplishment.
Hiding in his room, Aivy stared through the scope on the screen, his eyes alight as he continuously searched for targets. When he spotted a figure in the distance, he smiled.
Just as he clicked the mouse, the screen went black.
"What the fuck?"
Aivy shot to his feet, fury written all over his face. Just as he thought the internet had disconnected, a half-black, half-white clown appeared on his computer screen.
Cambridge, England.
Illy stared blankly at the screen. The sinister smile looked more like mockery. One second, she had been watching a TV drama; the next, that mask had appeared. She knew this mask all too well—the clown that had been causing such an uproar recently.
The clown's threat had not been a joke. The Joker Organization's indiscriminate attack had arrived.
Island Nation Prime Minister's Residence.
More than a dozen officials sat around the conference hall, all leaders holding key positions in the Island Nation government.
Every face was grim.
News had arrived from across the ocean. Five cities in the United States, including Washington, and five cities in Britain had been attacked. The Joker Organization had struck two countries and ten cities at once, shocking the entire world.
With indiscriminate attacks, entire cities had no way to defend themselves. The United States and Britain had already suffered devastating losses. Tokyo had fallen, and they had also refused to pay the ransom.
The next target of the indiscriminate attacks was very likely to be them. That was why they had summoned officials overnight for an emergency discussion.
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