Chapter 44: Riot City (3)

　　 When the reputation of the police dropped to freezing point, they were no different from the underworld.
　　The angry reporter didn't care about the shield and stick in the policeman's hand. He pushed with his hands, kicked with his feet, and used all 18 martial arts.
　　 An old reporter engaged in criminal case reporting pointed to Sheriff Quincy’s nose and asked loudly: As a policeman, why do you want to collect money from the gang, are you Falcone’s lackeys!
　　 said a word, the surrounding police immediately changed their faces.
　　 There are in the police force, but it does not mean that every policeman is a badass. There are also good people among them.
　　 Sheriff Quincy wanted to plead, but after sensing the mayor's gaze, he had to suppress the irritability in his heart and command the team to drive them off.
　　 The more they drove away, the more the reporter resisted. You pushed me and I pushed you, and the scene became extremely chaotic.
　　This kind of chaos has affected the people in the square. Many people don't 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 is exhausted bit by bit, anger builds up bit by bit.
　　 I don’t know who yelled,
　　 "Kill Martin Jesse!"
　　 The crowd began to move, rushing to the city hall like a tide.
　　 Martin Jesse's cheeks turned pale, his head was empty, and he couldn't remember anything. There was only one word left in his confused thoughts: Run!
　　 must hide, not fall into their hands.
　　 He pushed his assistant away, yelled at the police to stop the mob, and rushed into the city hall without looking back.
　　 Seeing this scene, the police were immediately stunned.
　　 Before the battle started, the coach ran away. This is a fart!
　　 Morale dropped to freezing point.
　　 There are tens of thousands of people on the square. There are only dozens of police officers, dozens of tens of thousands, and they are not chest-haired muscular men. What can be done, you can't hold Gatling!
　　 The situation is out of control.
　　 There are too many citizens that the police cannot contend. In order to avoid the death of his subordinates in gang beatings, Quincy had to order the removal of the blockade so that the police could gather together and form a circle to protect themselves as much as possible.
　　 Even so, they were madly attacked by the citizens. A policeman accidentally tripped on the ground when he backed up, and was dragged into the crowd in the next second and never came out again.
　　 Quincy began to show fear, not just him, but the police around him. This incident was different from the past. It was not a protest march. The citizens who were overwhelmed by anger wanted nothing but fate, but the fate of the police and the government.
　　 "Don't worry, retreat, retreat all."
　　 Quincy shouted loudly to greet his subordinates to withdraw from the scene. As for the mayor and the city government, they can only say sorry in their hearts, everyone is fate, no one is more expensive than anyone else.
　　As the police left, the scene completely lost control.
　　 Angry citizens rushed into the city government building and searched room by room. As long as they found uniformed employees, they would arrest them all, whether they were guilty or innocent.
　　 An employee who had just joined the city government was stuck in a corner. Faced with questioning, he could only hug his head in horror and beg them not to do anything.
　　 This scene took place in many places, and the situation began to develop towards terrible places. If no one stops it, it is likely to cause adult tragedies.
　　 At that moment, two gunshots exploded in the crowd.
　　 An old man with a big beard and sunglasses standing on the table, said loudly,
　　 "We are here to ask for an explanation, not to kill people, look for the flyers, and don't hurt the innocent."
　　 The voice fell, and the crowd calmed down a little.
　　 The employees who were besieged borrowed their donkeys to go downhill and immediately swore that they did not accept bribes. Like the citizens, they are also oppressed ordinary people. They are willing to help the citizens and find the mayor.
The saying 　　 attracted a lot of cheers.
　　 There was an inner ghost leading the way. Martin Jesse, who was hiding in the secret room, and a group of government officials who accepted bribes were quickly arrested. The city government building was also ruined and many valuables and confidential documents disappeared.
　　 The citizens took the mayor and his "accomplices" to the pool in the central square like escorts.
　　 In the face of countless angry eyes, Martin Jessie felt unprecedented fear, and fainted unexpectedly under his horror.
　　 It doesn't matter if he falls, but the people around him have become scapegoats.
　　 Facing death, few people do not feel fear.
　　 In order to avoid being swallowed up by the angry crowd, the assistant mayor shook everything he knew, and the air fell into deathly silence as a bunch of appalling inside stories were exposed.
　　 Many citizens who didn't believe in the flyers were silent. They never thought that the city they lived in would be so dark, and the mayor was actually supported by the gang boss.
　　 Among the crowd, the old man with a big beard and sunglasses sighed: The young master is right, Gotham needs to change, from the inside out.
As the assistant spoke, other government officials did not dare to remain silent and complained about how overbearing Falcone was, how he used various methods to coerce them into submission~EbookFREE.me~ and threatened them with their family members and complained to them. God swears that he is willing to testify in court and plead Falcone’s crimes, asking citizens not to hurt them.
　　 Someone made this scene into a video and posted it on ShowMe.
　　 Then, all 50 states in the United States exploded in an instant.
　　 The video spread at an unimaginable speed. In just a few minutes, the number of views exceeded 500,000.
　　 The major news media have followed up. CBS, NBC, and ABC have interrupted their programs to follow up news reports in Gotham City.
　　 As the dark side of Gotham City was revealed, another terrible fact also emerged.
People compared the confessions of key government officials and suddenly found that the account number, time, place, and amount of money on the flyer were all correct. In other words, the content was true, not just the mayor, but also the president, the president of the court, and the prosecutor The chief and a large number of police lawyers are Falcone's lackeys.
　　 The anger that fell just now became boiling.
　　 The crowd was automatically divided into several waves, some rushed to the court, some rushed to the police station, and some remained in the central square, guarding Martin Jesse and a bunch of government assholes.
　　 In the Mosag Hotel, after watching the TV report, Falcone slumped on the chair, his right hand trembling uncontrollably, and his cheeks trembling.
　　 He scolded Martin Jesse countless times in his heart.
　　 That waste, even this little thing can't be handled well, why doesn't he die.
I was so blind that I chose such an idiot to be 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 man. Total waste.
　　 This kind of person is best controlled. Unlike other politicians, once they get to a high position, they can’t wait to wipe their whiter than their face.