Under Those Flags, a Heroic Figure Bathed in Glory!

After hearing Su Yi's words, all three looked puzzled.

Rijia asked curiously, "Boss, what use are kids?"

Alton smacked him on the head. "Why ask so many questions? We can't go wrong following the boss's plan!"

Su Yi turned and saw that twelve long lines had already formed.

Staff carried large quantities of supplies into the checkpoints and began handing them out.

At Checkpoint 7, Ilis even personally handed supplies to a mother outside who was holding two emaciated children.

The reporters around them seized the opportunity and began filming from every angle.

The indifference and coldness Ilis had shown earlier were gone. Her warm, radiant smile shone like the sun.

Everyone who received supplies dropped to their knees in tears, thanking this angel.

With nothing else to do, Su Yi brought the three men over to help maintain order. There, he ran into someone he knew.

It was Bell, who had hired Jon to attack the families of Alton and the others.

Bell wore a patrol officer's uniform, though he had no police exoskeleton.

A baton hung from his left hip and a pistol from his right. He stood ramrod straight, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

When he saw Su Yi approaching, a trace of hatred flashed in his eyes. He stepped forward and said coldly,

"Unauthorized personnel aren't allowed near here. Get lost!"

Su Yi shot back, "I'm a company temp on the official payroll. Who are you, a gang member, to call me unauthorized personnel?"

"Who gave you that authority?"

Bell froze. Only then did he remember Su Yi's status.

He said flatly, "I don't care who you are. The director gave the order. Take it up with him if you've got a problem!"

As the two were speaking...

Boom! Boom!

Two enormous explosions rang out.

Bell was startled. Then came wave after wave of panicked screams and cries of pain.

In less than five seconds, those cries spread through the crowd like a contagion.

The orderly lines instantly erupted into chaos.

Shoving, screaming, running, struggling...

In an instant, the entire scene descended into pandemonium.

The Wolf Fang Gang members trapped in the middle of the crowd were swept up in it.

Bell was completely stunned!

Crack!

The struggling crowd broke through the barrier in front of him.

Refugees at the front were crushed against it, flesh and organs spilling through the bars onto the ground.

Su Yi said quietly, "This is what happens when you go after my brothers."

The next second, Su Yi kicked Bell to the ground, then quickly retreated with Alton and the others, jumping onto the base of a nearby flagpole.

Bell's eyes widened. Before he could struggle to his feet, the crowd trampled him underfoot.

His screams vanished into the uproar without making the slightest ripple.

Alton and the others had never seen anything like it. They were stunned too.

Su Yi shouted, "What are you staring at? Save them!"

As he spoke, Su Yi seized an opening and leaned sharply down. He grabbed a child being held aloft by a woman who had been trampled, then set the child on the flagpole base.

Alton and the other two followed his example. Watching for their chance, they pulled up two more children who could do nothing but cry.

Su Yi reminded them, "Don't forget to smear some blood on your faces and hands later!"

All three nodded at once. "Got it!"

While Su Yi and the others quietly rescued children, Rick's guards had already surrounded Ilis to protect her.

At the same time, the Anti-Gravity Packs on the backs of ten guards activated.

Their imposing Powered Armor suits, each over two meters tall, rose into the air.

Their targeting visors immediately locked onto the source of the disturbance.

There were twenty attackers. Four had already blown themselves up, while the remaining sixteen were spraying the crowd with Assault Scorpion micro submachine guns.

As they fired, they roared, "Everything for the Twins of Pleasure!"

The ten airborne guards did not hesitate. They raised their 12-millimeter Steelbreaker Model 1011 heavy automatic rifles.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The deep, heavy gunshots rang out in a steady rhythm, powerful enough to resonate in the chest.

After a dozen or so precise bursts,

the sixteen terrorists on the ground were reduced to piles of minced flesh.

"Captain, all targets eliminated."

The squad leader's voice was utterly calm as he reported in.

It was as though they had done nothing more than crush a few insects.

Rick nodded slightly and told Ilis, "Miss, it's taken care of."

Ilis immediately called out over the loudspeakers, "Everyone, stay calm! The terrorists have been eliminated!"

"Please stay where you are and look at the big screen!"

Hearing her booming voice, the panicked, disoriented crowd looked up.

They saw the terrorists' bodies, and the gunfire had stopped.

Weber then spoke over the loudspeakers. "This is Weber Nigel, director of the Patrol Bureau!"

"Please cooperate with the patrol officers and stay where you are."

With the source of their fear gone and patrol officers moving in quickly, the crowd gradually calmed down.

People looked around blankly and found that many of those who had come with them had vanished.

Looking down, they discovered blood and scraps of flesh on their feet. They had no idea when it had happened.

For a moment, silence and the sharp stench of blood weighed heavily on everyone.

Then a strained, desperate voice rose above the crowd.

"At least... save the children!"

Everyone turned toward the sudden, hoarse cry.

There, in the crowd, two blood-soaked hands held a thin, blood-covered child high overhead.

The child's head was covered in wounds, and the child was barely alive.

Click! Click! Click!

The media crews, who had not known what to film, swung their cameras toward the scene.

The sight was too powerful to ignore!

Amid the panic and oppressive silence, a pair of bloody hands rose from the packed crowd, lifting a child who embodied hope as a voice cried out with fierce tenderness.

"At least... save the children!"

Then, on camera, a young man covered in blood struggled up onto a nearby flagpole base.

More than a dozen blood-covered, bewildered children were already there.

Three other young men, their heads bloodied, carefully watched over and protected them.

In the camera's frame,

the Goddess of Black Cinders flag representing the company and the Blue Star Ten-Ring Flag symbolizing peace and hope fluttered in the sunlight.

Beneath those symbolic flags stood the heroic figure of a battered young man, holding a child high.

Sunlight fell across him like a blessing from the goddess, sacred and pure.

Ilis's eyes lit up slightly. "The perfect scene! The perfect timing!"

"Send doctors over immediately! Whatever it takes, that child must survive!"

"Tell every media outlet that this photo must go on the front page!"

"And look into that man's background. Make sure there's nothing compromising in it, and don't let him say anything he shouldn't."

Rick nodded at once. "Understood, Miss."

Ilis touched her chin as she gazed at Su Yi, a smile glimmering in her eyes.

"What an unexpected gift. That photo alone could bring in at least 800,000 Void Abyss Coins in donations!"