Chapter 471: Earthquake

Early the next morning.

A newspaper was delivered to the Night Wanderer Bar on time.

A line of large characters was printed on the page—"According to the Earthquake Bureau's exploration, another earthquake may occur in the West City District within two days"

The content was very simple, a few short sentences showing their investigation results.

At the same time, data support was provided, showing the prediction results in the form of a table.

In the past, people only regarded the so-called Earthquake Bureau as a joke.

After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a place to get in and wait for death.

On the surface, it was for the safety of the people, receiving a substantial warlord appropriation every month.

However, for so many years, not a single prediction had been correct.

"Another earthquake, and the location is still in the West City District. Is it true or false?"

"No news, so they started making things up. There was no news or notification about the last earthquake. What kind of evil wind is blowing today?"

"You really can't say that. The data on the table has a nose and eyes; it looks quite like the real thing."

"Nonsense, my three-year-old nephew can fill in numbers. Who can't bluff?"

"I think, some things are there if you believe, and not if you don't. You should still have some awe for nature."

People discussed this, saying they weren't afraid, but there was more suspicion in their eyes.

After all, the Jinshan Daily had never published news about earthquakes for so many years.

Now that it has appeared on the page contrary to the norm, one has to believe its authenticity.

With the average level of education being generally unbearable, even if a bad tabloid said the end of the world was coming, some people would believe it.

Su Yang upheld the norm that people's words are fearful, and took this step dangerously.

He knew very well that if the earthquake 'happened as expected', the impact would be far more than this area.

The epicenter is in the West City District, which doesn't mean other districts won't have tremors.

'Fraud progress: 31564/271523'.

"Only one-ninth?" Su Yang furrowed his brows, dissatisfied with this data.

It seems that the prestige of the Earthquake Bureau is close to zero, and it even had the opposite effect.

He chose the wrong channel. If he had known, he should have erased the three words "Earthquake Bureau".

Maybe more people would have believed it than now.

"How many subscriptions for the newspaper today?" Su Yang asked.

"Judging from the sales, it's not even half of yesterday's," Lin Yang replied.

"Send someone to order a batch, distribute it to the masses for free, one copy per person," Su Yang arranged.

"How many is a batch?"

"Buy one hundred thousand copies first, and throw them on the street if they can't be sent out."

"Good."

Yesterday, all the gold was sold, and the Six Harmonies Association's funds reached a terrifying nine hundred million.

Excluding the six hundred million on Li Yang's side, they still had a lot left.

And the grinder at the warehouse hadn't stopped working, which meant that the wealth Su Yang now possessed was unimaginable.

Therefore, this small expenditure for buying newspapers was just a splash of water.

To ensure the feasibility of 'fraud', he must ensure that the news could spread to every street and alley in the South City District.

As for this 'self-destruct' style approach, it was Su Yang's last resort.

"If you are not benevolent, don't blame me for being unrighteous!"

————

The money arrived, and the pre-ordered weapons and equipment were immediately delivered.

Su Yang arranged for them to be stockpiled on a flat ground in the slum.

Wooden boxes were stacked together like a mountain, distributed one by one by Zhao Xian.

Each person was equipped with an automatic rifle and a pistol, plus some ammunition.

As for hand grenades...

Su Yang didn't intend to let them touch such dangerous things now.

"All soldiers, listen to the order. You only have one day to practice. Tomorrow we will set off for the West City District to assist the warlord in suppressing the rebels!" Zhao Xian shouted.

"You are all elites carefully selected, carrying heavy responsibilities on your shoulders."

"The Gang Leader once promised to return Jinshan City to a bright and clear world. Now the time has come, and it is the moment for you to play your part!"

"The enemy is just a mob. They don't have sophisticated equipment, let alone military quality as good as yours. Relax your mindset, have a good sleep after training, and set off on time at seven tomorrow morning!"

The sound waves were one after another, and Zhao Xian's pre-battle mobilization was somewhat exaggerated.

But it was no less inspiring than Su Yang's.

Hearing that they could go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, this group of half-way soldiers suddenly became hot-blooded.

At this time, one person raised his hand weakly and asked: "Isn't our purpose to deal with the warlord?"

"Good question!" Zhao Xian cast an appreciative look. "Look at you all, you must be like him, learn to think, know how to summarize."

"What's your name?"

"Zhou Xiaoshi."

"Comrade Xiaoshi, you have high consciousness. I believe you can make contributions and achieve extraordinary things." Zhao Xian gave a thumbs up.

Being praised in front of thousands of people, Zhou Xiaoshi touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly.

"He is right. Our purpose in forming is to expel the warlords, return freedom to Jinshan City, and return freedom to the people!"

"But have you thought about it? If we don't clear out the rebel army first, how can we gain the warlord's trust?"

"Compared to internal trouble, the warlord cannot accept betrayal. If we don't do this, they will be the first to hit us!"

"So... the rebel army must be eliminated, and the warlord must also be eliminated!" Zhao Xian shouted.

At this moment, everyone's emotions were high, their faces flushed red, and they shouted in unison: "Kill them!"

"Very good! Before training, those whose names I call stay behind."

Saying that, Zhao Xian took out a piece of paper and said: "Zhou Xiaolong, Zhou Wu, Zhou Xun..."

After reading more than twenty names, the rest immediately threw themselves into the training ground.

Zhao Xian looked at the confused crowd before him and teased: "Do you know why I kept you?"

People looked at each other and shook their heads.

"You'll know in a while." Zhao Xian smiled mysteriously.

Soon, two figures slowly came before the people.

I saw that both were holding guns, their expressions indifferent.

"Gang Leader." Zhao Xian clasped his fists to signal.

Su Yang nodded slightly, looked at Lin Yang and said: "Let's compare who kills more?"

"Playing with brains might not be as good, but playing with guns, I really haven't been afraid of anyone," Lin Yang said with a smile.

Once these words were spoken, these twenty-something people immediately felt bad.

Su Yang looked at their eager-to-move appearance, aimed his gun, and said: "Traitors will never die well in any era!"

"Especially those who eat inside and out!"

"Bang bang..."

The two pulled the triggers simultaneously, the gun barrels frantically spitting tongues of fire, instantly dyeing the ground red.

A magazine of bullets was emptied, and Su Yang casually threw the gun to Zhao Xian beside him. "One less than you, you won this round."

"Tsk, Wuwu King is really stingy, only arranged twenty-something eyes," Lin Yang pouted, full of disdain.

"Find time to send the pension, the amount is arbitrary." Su Yang waved his hand.

"Give ten thousand each?" Lin Yang said to himself.

"Hehe, too much..."

————

With the arrival of the decisive battle day, the entire Jinshan City was covered in a layer of clouds.

As the sun rose, at seven o'clock, everyone set off for the West City District on time.

At the same time, the Jinshan Daily published another heavy news, detonating the whole city—

"Warlords outside the city are pressing the border again, Jinshan City is in danger..." ===== CHAPTER 472 =====