The Richest Man in the DC World

Chapter 44: The City of Riots (3)

When the police's reputation has dropped to freezing point, they are no different from the underworld.

The angry reporters didn't care about the shields and sticks in the hands of the police, they pushed and kicked with their hands, and used all eighteen martial arts.

An old reporter covering criminal cases pointed at Sheriff Quincy's nose and asked loudly: As a police officer, why do you want to accept money from the gang? Are you Falcone's lackeys!

After saying a word, the surrounding police officers immediately changed their expressions.

There are moths in the police force, but it doesn't mean that every policeman is a bad guy, there are also good people among them.

Sheriff Quincy wanted to defend himself, but when he noticed the mayor's gaze, he had to suppress his irritability and instructed the team to drive the people out.

The more they drove away, the more the reporters resisted. You pushed me and I pushed you, and the scene became extremely chaotic.

This confusion affected the people in the square. Many people did not believe the news on the flyers. They came here to ask for an explanation. Unfortunately, the mayor could not give even the most basic explanation.

Patience runs out little by little, and anger builds up little by little.

I don't know who yelled,

"Kill Martin Jesse!"

The crowd began to move, flooding the city hall like a tide.

Martin Jesse's cheeks turned pale, his head was empty, he couldn't remember anything, and there was only one word left in his confused thoughts: run!

Must hide and not fall into their hands.

He pushed his aide away, yelling and ordering the police to stop the mob, while running into the city hall without looking back.

Seeing this scene, the police were immediately stunned.

Before the battle started, the coach ran away, what a shit!

Morale dropped to freezing point.

There are at least tens of thousands of people in the square, and there are only dozens of police officers maintaining public order, tens to tens of thousands, and they are not muscular men with chest hair. What can they do?

The situation is out of control.

There are too many citizens, and the police can't compete. In order to prevent his subordinates from being beaten to death by the group, Quincy had to order the lifting of the blockade and let the police gather together and form a circle to protect himself as much as possible.

Even so, they were attacked frantically by the citizens. A policeman accidentally tripped on the ground while backing away, and was dragged into the crowd the next second, never to come out again.

Quincy began to show fear, not just him, but also all the police around him. This incident was different from the past. It was not a protest march. What the citizens overwhelmed by anger wanted was not a statement, but their lives, the lives of the police and the government.

"Don't worry about it, retreat, retreat all."

Quincy shouted loudly and greeted his subordinates to withdraw from the scene. As for the mayor and the city government, he could only say sorry in his heart, everyone is dead, and no one is more valuable than the other.

As the police left, the scene completely spiraled out of control.

Furious citizens rushed into the city government building and searched room by room. As long as they found an employee in uniform, whether they were guilty or innocent, they would all be arrested.

An employee who had just joined the city government was stuck in a corner, and in the face of questioning, he could only hold his head in horror, begging them not to do it.

This scene happened in many places, and the situation began to develop towards a terrible place. If no one stopped it, it might lead to human tragedy.

Just then, two gunshots exploded in the crowd.

An old man with a beard and a military hat and sunglasses stood on the table and said loudly,

"We're here to ask for an explanation, not to kill people. Look for it according to the leaflet. Don't hurt the innocent."

The voice fell, and the crowd calmed down a little.

Those besieged employees went down the hill with donkeys and immediately swore that they did not accept bribes. Like the citizens, they were ordinary people who were oppressed. They were willing to help the citizens and find the mayor.

The statement drew cheers from the crowd.

An inner ghost leads the way,

Martin Jesse and a group of government officials who took bribes who were hiding in the secret room were quickly caught, and the city government building was also damaged beyond recognition, and many valuables and confidential documents disappeared.

The citizens took the mayor and his "accomplices" to the pool in the central square like prisoners.

In the face of countless angry eyes, Martin Jesse experienced unprecedented fear, and he fainted out of fear.

It doesn't matter if he falls, but the people around him become scapegoats.

In the face of death, few people do not feel fear.

In order to avoid being swallowed alive by the angry crowd, the mayor's assistant revealed everything he knew, and the air fell into deadly silence with the shocking insider exposure.

Many citizens who didn't believe in the flyers fell silent. They never thought that the city they lived in would be so dark, and the mayor was actually supported by the gang boss.

In the crowd, the old man with the beard and the military hat and sunglasses sighed: The young master is right, Gotham needs to change, from the inside to the outside.

As the assistant spoke, other government officials dared not remain silent, and complained one after another, expressing how Falcone was domineering, how he forced the good people to be prostitutes, used various methods to coerce them into submission, and threatened them with family members, and swore to God that he was willing to testify in court. , to point out Falcone's crimes and just ask the public not to hurt them.

Someone made a video of this scene and posted it on ShowMe.

Then, the 50 states in the United States exploded in an instant.

The video spread at an unimaginable speed, and in just a few minutes, the number of views exceeded 500,000.

Major news media followed suit. CBS, NBC, and ABC interrupted their programs to fully follow up on Gotham City’s news reports.

As Gotham City's dark side is revealed, another terrible truth emerges.

People compared the confessions of government officials, and suddenly found that the account number, time, place, and amount of money on the flyer were all correct. There are also a large number of police lawyers who are Falcone's lackeys.

The anger that had just fallen instantly became boiling.

The crowd automatically divided into waves, some rushed to the courthouse, some rushed to the police station, and some stayed in the central square, guarding Martin Jesse and a gang of government assholes.

In the Mosag Hotel, after watching the TV report, Falcone slumped on the chair, his right hand trembled uncontrollably, and his cheeks also trembled.

He scolded Martin Jesse countless times in his mind.

That trash can't handle even this trivial matter, why doesn't he die.

I'm really blind to choose such an idiot to be the mayor. Of course, he must have forgotten that he chose Martin Jesse because he was timid, cowardly and incompetent. Although he had a clever mouth, he was a Total waste.

This kind of person is best controlled. Unlike other politicians, once he ascends to a high office, he can't wait to wipe his ass whiter than his face.

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