When the film crew appeared, all Teenage Kix members, including the game, took off their "righteous" faces, took the drinks from the assistant, rested and chatted.
The arms dealers who surrendered actually stopped surrendering and took drinks from the film crew to rest.
It turns out that the previous black market transaction was a 'reality show'.
It's fake.
However, it cannot be said that it is completely false. At least those Bloods members with blooming heads and charred bodies are really too dead to die.
A giant company like Vought has a number of private armed forces with over a thousand people inside and outside the United States, and has strong connections in both the black and white circles within the country.
Using some connections in the underworld to attract such unscrupulous gangsters to trade at low prices, and then notifying Walt's Super Hero to destroy them, Walt has been playing this trick for more than ten years.
The camera crew set up an ambush at the trading venue in advance to capture exciting scenes of gang transactions and Super Hero's fight against crime.
It can increase the ratings of news stations and the support rate of the public, and can also effectively deter local gangsters and help a city reduce the crime rate.
With so many benefits in front of them, even if the city government and police department knew about Walter's little tricks, they would not intervene at all, and would even cooperate with Walter when necessary.
The people, the government, and Walter are all satisfied. Only the gangsters killed by Super Hero are the victims who have permanently lost their lives.
But...
Who cares about a gangster?
Moreover, eradicating violence and ensuring good people's well-being is a matter of course. If you commit a crime and are then solved by Super Hero, there will be no problem in the eyes of the public.
To the government and Watt, these death lists of gangsters are just pure data.
At this time.
Inside the factory.
"Hahaha~!"
Just look at the bear-like Dogknott, posing like a muscular man, laughing loudly at a photographer:
"York! Did you get a picture of me breaking through the wall? Look at my muscles!"
"Okay." WhackJob, a black man with dyed white hair, took the sports drink given by his assistant, took a sip and complained:
"You are big, but you have too much hair on your body. At most, you only attract the same kind of people. Only handsome guys like me have a lot of female fans."
"Poof!"
Gunpowder took off his mask, revealing a fairly handsome Asian face. After hearing WhackJob's boast, he squirted out the water in his mouth.
He wiped his mouth with the back of his left hand, rubbed WhackJob up and down, and said mockingly, "Are you a handsome guy like this? Black/ghost? To be honest, only a group of black girls like you.
Please, before you act disgusting next time, could you please look at the data? The captain and I have the highest ratio of female fans, and even Gouzi's fan base is higher than yours. I hope the people above will kick you out as soon as possible."
"You!" WhackJob was about to get angry when he heard the word nigger.
"That's enough." But with a low roar from the game, WhackJob had no choice but to retreat to the side, no longer confronting Gunpowder.
From this point alone, we can know that the actual relationship between these Teenage Kix members, who are as close as brothers on the big screen, is not that great.
Gunpowder didn't pay too much attention to the game's warning, but stepped forward, showing a vulgar expression that was inconsistent with his handsome face, and said with a lewd smile:
"Captain, we have an appointment tonight. We two brothers are going to kill at least a few young models, hahaha~!"
But Yugi, who looked upright before, actually nodded and smiled when he heard such vulgar words:
"Of course, but don't forget, you don't want black girls, I find them dirty."
"That's necessary." Gunpowder said.
When the four members of Teenage Kix were talking about conversations that were full of racial discrimination, filthy words, and contempt for life, the camera crew on the side had long been used to it.
The film crew have all signed employee contracts with Confidentiality Agreement. Considering their own personal safety and generous wages, they will naturally not expose these contents to the public.
But...
"Eh?"
A photographer found that his machine could not be shut down no matter what, and the previous video recording function had unknowingly turned into a live broadcast.
This means that the bad conversations between Teenage Kix members have been uploaded to the Internet through live cameras.
The photographer who discovered this suddenly broke out in a lot of cold sweat on his forehead.
If this error occurred on his machine, the consequences he would have to bear were beyond what he, a small employee, could have imagined.
"Boom--~!"
At this moment, the wall directly in front of everyone was knocked down by another huge force.
Such a huge movement immediately set off a burst of thick smoke, causing most people present to cover their mouths, squint and cough.
Although the Teenage Kixs of the Superman class are not afraid of the smoke, the nervous look on their faces shows that they are not even as good as those arms dealers who have been involved in the underworld all year round.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, an exciting and oppressive sound of heavy footsteps came from the gap in the collapse.
Vaguely, a three-meter-tall giant could be seen walking towards the crowd in an orderly manner.
"This! What is this? York? Is this really your new plot?!"
Yugi turned to the camera crew member named York and yelled in an extremely uneasy tone.
"No! Not us!"
At this time, the thick smoke gradually dissipated, and the giant showed his true appearance.
It is the tracker that Umbrella cultivated using various viruses and serum.
The tracker is still wearing a black leather jacket and leather pants made of special materials.
At the same time, technicians also installed an old-fashioned five-barreled rotary machine gun on its right hand, and a large silver ammunition box hung on its back.
The heavily armed tracker, coupled with its ferocious face, brings a visual impact that is absolutely terrifying that ordinary people cannot imagine.
"This! This is a monster!"
"Run! Run!"
The film crew members, who were ordinary people, were so frightened by the appearance of the pursuers that they screamed and crawled and rolled away from the factory, including the two photographers.
But...
"Ho~--!"
The roar, like a tiger's roar, frightened the camera crew to the ground.
Because dozens of Tiger Form Xenoss quietly cut off the retreat of this group of people, forming an encircling formation to reduce the distance between them.
"No! Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"
The photographer who collapsed on the ground ignored the expensive camera that fell to the ground and moved his legs and feet on the ground, trying to get as far away from Tiger Form as possible.
But the closest one, Tiger Form, had no cameraman at all. Instead, it opened its big mouth, picked up the camera, and pointed the lens at the pursuer ahead.
"Super... human... human...! Ah!!! Die!!"
The tracker also opened its deformed mouth at this time, looked up to the sky and roared, and then instantly locked its turbid eyes on WhackJob, which was closest to it.
"Ri~..." The muzzle of the facial machine gun began to rotate.
Seeing this scene, the Teenage Kixs, who were used to being domineering, had no choice but to muster the courage to fight against the pursuers.
Yugi yelled, "Go! Deal with this monster!"
"Yes!"(x3