Standing beside Gao Ming were five priests. Instead of holding Bibles, they clutched All Living Beings Equalizers. When words failed, a barrage of firepower would become the truth of enforcing their will.
"Listen, those gangs in the Third District are plundering your homes, ruining your hard work, and even insulting your families in countless ways. I know you swallow your anger; I don't expect you to voice out or revolt. I simply hope you temporarily cooperate with me to complete this task." Gao Ming's voice boomed out over the silence of the forbidden zone's perimeter, traveling far: "Our Ciji Association's work is straightforward—to protect the weak as much as possible and bring a little light to this city shrouded in darkness."
Under the gaze of "truth," even the most foolish citizen showed submission. They distanced themselves from the strongman who had been shot in the head, as if finally finding their flock's lead sheep, quietly gathering around Gao Ming.
