"Hey, back up, back up! Who let you in here!"
Pointing at a kid who had climbed over the police line and sneaked in, George Stacy bristled with anger and waved for his men to throw him out.
"What right do you have to keep me out? This is Times Square. I have the right to know the truth!"
The guy was still indignant, cursing all the way as two officers escorted him away.
With no energy to bother with him, Commissioner George only felt his right eyelid twitching fiercely.
As the saying went, the left eye twitches for fortune, the right eye for disaster. Though he had never heard that idiom, he still uneasily warned his subordinates.
"No one let your guard down. Before you receive orders, absolutely do not let a single person in.
The gentlemen upstairs are all watching this place right now. If any of you makes a mistake anywhere, I'm holding you responsible!"
"Yes, sir!"
Seeing his subordinates' expressions turn serious, Commissioner George nodded in satisfaction.
Perfect. There should be no problem now!
He narrowed his eyes and turned around with a smile. He had just set his gaze on the Statue of Liberty when his eyes went wide as he saw a guy in red flip over and jump down from the observation deck.
Fuck—!
His heart lurched, and Commissioner George's face went pale with fright.
Right now, people all over the world were paying attention to this matter. If such a nasty death occurred, one could imagine what kind of trouble it would bring him!
"Hahahahaha. Loki's personal concert, Carnival Night—starts now!!"
And look at him—jumping was bad enough, but his mouth was so big too. He howled that line at the top of his lungs, as if afraid no one else could