Chapter 1780 - 916: The Serpent and the Scale

"Explosion, explosion!!!"

Amidst the roaring noise, thick smoke billowed from the entire East City Bank. The commentator on the helicopter exclaimed in horror, "The police, did the police actually deploy such an exaggerated weapon?!"

"What on earth is the East City Bureau doing?!?"

It's not just the reporters on the helicopter at this moment; even countless viewers in front of the television are dumbfounded, brains overloaded.

Unable to comprehend reality.

Unbelievable!

No, isn't this going too far, hardcore iron-blooded style?

Right before everyone's eyes, they refused to negotiate, had the sniper kill the representative sent by the robbers, and despite the hostages' safety, deployed such an exaggerated weapon.

The speed of the breaching equipment descending from the sky was so fast, so fast that it was indistinguishable to the naked eye, like a missile.

Makes no difference from a missile!

Everyone could only see the whole building shudder suddenly, followed by a massive hole with thick smoke billowing and flames spreading.

This effect could only be produced by a weapon damaging it from the outside!

Otherwise?

Even without much common sense, one knows that an explosion from inside wouldn't have this effect!

Now the whole building is riddled with cracks everywhere, countless bulletproof glasses shattered, and under the internal explosion, flames and smoke spewed rampantly...

Even, right within the camera's lens, a piece of iron falling from the sky almost smashed into their helicopter.

As a result, all the viewers could no longer hold it together and completely petrified.

Has the East City Bureau gone mad?

More ironically, in the air blast caused by the explosion, the combat team member who was originally life or death unknown on the steps was blown off by the airwave, awakened from unconsciousness amidst tumbling and collisions, screaming in shock and terror.

Still alive...

And that headless corpse, already completely buried under the debris.

The robbers didn't even kill the hostages, yet now the East City Police recklessly used such an exaggerated weapon to strike at all the hostages and the bank.

Under the cracks, flames spewed, thick smoke like giant columns rising into the sky.

At this moment, screams arose.

Not just around the square and in front of televisions, but countless stock investors before the stock market also clutched their heads, emitting indescribable shrieks.

Pitch black before the eyes, only a patch of green light.

Green!

So green!

Even greener than the hat on the head of that damned Governor!

With the explosion underway, on the stock market panels, the previously slowly declining stocks experienced a terrifying plummet like jumping off a building...

More than fifteen stocks hit limit-down within seconds.

And amid these rounds of mourning-like shrieks, the stocks of the Hanhai Alliance, which had been surging just yesterday, seemed to crash head-on into an invisible iron wall and plunged straight down!

Every second felt like countless bubbles evaporating quickly, massive numbers disappearing without a trace.

As the news of East City Bank being robbed spread, everyone's eyes were fixed on the television screen, and as the explosion occurred, the terrifying high dive thus began!

On the prosperous blueprint tipped up by countless leverage, flames ignited.

The storm of destruction, coming from afar!

Don't talk to me about future, what glorious vision, now, countless investors have already started voting with their feet.

It really feels as if everyone were inside the burning bank, starting their frantic selling, self-rescue, a race against time to flee and exit!

Everyone knows, the market has always been a fickle mistress, and the stock market even more so, the sweeter the smile in times of smooth sailing, the uglier the face when facing disaster.

Comes quickly, goes even faster, with no ethical ground to stand on.

Now under the ravage of invisible big hands, the honeymoon sweet days have abruptly ended.

The stock prices that once soared like riding a helicopter now began a rapid nosedive, as if still riding a helicopter...

After turning off the lights, countless tears fell into instant noodles.

The fierce flames now emerging from the bank, what's burning there isn't any floor slabs?

But the hopes, expectations, future, and most importantly, the money invested by countless investors!

Money! Money! Money!

My money!!!

"No, what exactly... damn it... I... I..."

In the command room, the chief already started drooling, amidst the continuous nuclear transformations and expansions, he was about to go completely insane.

At this moment, staring at the flames on the screen, he could no longer hold back his tears.

Only the last thread of sober reason made him look in despair beside him, breathy, "Where's the support? Why hasn't the Security Bureau sent support yet?"

Under blood tears meandering down, he couldn't help but scream miserably:

"What on earth are those guys at the Security Bureau doing!"

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"What on earth are those guys at the East City Bureau doing!!!"

At this moment, the acting Guardian of East City, Yu Yinglong, was about to collapse and scream in despair: "Didn't we tell them to stabilize the situation?

Couldn't they wait even just ten minutes?

Also, what the hell is with that weapon? How did it explode, who the hell is going to tell me!!!"

No one responded, no one in the entire meeting room could even speak.

Now all the personnel of the Security Bureau's second division were frantically running back and forth within the whole of East City.

Just moments ago, at the Sky Union Slaughterhouse's sacrificial site, a new clue was discovered, and while he was dispatching personnel to chase it down, the East City Bureau made everything even more chaotic.