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"Alright, stop standing here like an idiot. Let's go out for a walk first. I'll take you guys to have some fun. I've already arranged the itinerary for tonight."

As Bai Ye spoke, he waved to the distance, and soon a young man with a gentle smile jogged over from afar.

"Mr. Bai, and a few of your friends, you can just call me Willie. I'll be showing you around the various attractions in New York City."

Willie showed no surprise at the group of people dressed in different eras, treating them as ordinary tourists. And none of the passersby along the way expressed any surprise at these strangely dressed people.

"Is this the world from now on?" Uncle Nine looked around with great interest, filled with curiosity.

Willie's explanations were excellent, and he quickly led the group into the interior of the statue. After that, they would take a private cruise to tour the entire city of New York.

“Jarvis told me that Kingpin spent a lot of money to book all the major tourist attractions in New York and put up banners to prevent ordinary people from visiting. You really have a big budget.”

Stark followed Willie's lead, standing beside White Night and marveling that he had never seen this kind of gameplay before, and that he would try it sometime in the future.

"The first gathering should be a happy occasion. Would it be awkward if a group of people just sat there silently drinking and eating, or forced themselves to talk about something? It would be much better to have someone show them around."

Bai Ye said calmly, and Stark nodded in deep agreement. It was indeed difficult to have a conversation with people from different eras, and the scene would be too awkward.

Following the tour guide, the group first went inside the Statue of Liberty for a panoramic view, and then took a cruise ship across the sea towards downtown New York City.

The strangely dressed people and scenery along the way, so different from those in the Central Plains, astonished the ancient people.

But just as these people were getting into it, an unexpected little incident broke the rhythm.

"Hey, isn't that Mr. Bai on the TV screen over there?" In a restaurant in New York City, a group of people were having dinner when suddenly, Chef Luo pointed to the screen in the distance and asked.

The people present had all cultivated internal energy and possessed excellent eyesight, so they immediately looked in the direction Master Luo was pointing.

The television screen showed a group of people in front of a huge building, holding up signs that resembled Bai Ye and chanting slogans.

Of course, this scene only flashed by, and the TV program immediately switched to another channel the next second.

Chapter 127 Taking Personal Action (Thanks to the anonymous guild leader for the donation)

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“It really does seem to be Mr. Shiro,” Kimishima Kana nodded.

But Yue Buqun and Uncle Jiu, who were standing to the side, had already noticed something was wrong.

Although the scene flashed by in an instant, it was clear that the expressions on those people's faces did not appear very friendly.

Yue Buqun pretended nothing had happened and laughed, "Senior Bai has power and influence in this world, so it's not unreasonable for him to appear on television."

Bai Ye narrowed his eyes, somewhat surprised by what he had just seen on TV. He turned to look at Stark and Willie, whose heartbeats had noticeably quickened, indicating that they had anticipated this.

'That place just now… was that the Empire State Building?' Bai Ye thought to himself, 'I knew it wasn't on our itinerary for today; apparently, we avoided it beforehand.'

The next moment, Bai Ye opened all five senses, which he usually suppressed, and took in the sounds of almost half of New York. He quickly understood what was going on.

Lin Jiu chimed in, "Brother Yue is absolutely right. It would be strange if Mr. Bai wasn't on TV."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." Master Luo also came to his senses and echoed repeatedly.

Seeing so many people trying to smooth things over, Bai Ye's mood worsened, and he clicked his tongue inwardly.

But he knew it had nothing to do with these people, so he suppressed his displeasure and said, "Let's continue eating. We still have two places to visit, so we need to replenish our energy."

Willie, who was originally scheduled to visit seven more places, understood perfectly and crossed out five of them, standing aside with a smile and nodding.

Soon, half an hour later, the group bid farewell to Bai Ye, satisfied with their mission.

"By the way, since you've come all this way, don't rush off. I have some gifts for you before you leave," Bai Ye said with a smile.

"A gift?" The group exchanged glances, some of them looking on with anticipation.

“Yes, Mr. Willie can take you there too,” Bai Ye said. This was something he had prepared in advance, tailored to each person’s individual style.

For example, he prepared a complete arms manufacturing industry chain and a large number of rocket launchers for Yue Buqun.

He gave Lin Jiu gold and Kimishima Kana gemstones, which could be considered as fulfilling his duty as a host.

Soon, these people followed Willie with anticipation to collect their personal gifts, and as Bai Ye watched their backs, his expression quickly darkened.

"Clap!"

Bai Ye gently patted his hand, and the next moment, time seemed to stand still for everyone on the street, and the leisurely atmosphere on the street fell into an eerie silence.

On the street, men and women, whether strolling or playing, all stood motionless.

A small dog on a leash looked at its owner with a puzzled expression, not understanding why the owner had suddenly stopped moving.

Inside a roadside restaurant, a white-collar worker sat stiffly in his seat, the clock on his wrist ticking away.

The group members were so relaxed that they overlooked one thing: even though everyone was dressed differently, no one seemed to care about his appearance.

The truth is, every single passerby we saw along the way was an actor, from the Statue of Liberty all the way to the streets where Baiye is now.

To ensure a good experience for these people, Baiye cleared out all tourists and passersby from each attraction, but the pleasant atmosphere was still ruined in the end.

At the street corner, the large, fat Jin suddenly appeared from the side and jogged up to Bai Ye.

"You already knew about what happened just now?" Bai Ye said calmly.

"Yes...yes." Kingpin said, trembling. "I was planning to tell you last night, but I didn't want to spoil your fun today, so I postponed it a little."

"Taking matters into your own hands?" Bai Ye glanced at him lightly, and after seeing that the other party didn't dare to breathe, she looked away and said, "You've always done a good job before, and I hope there won't be a next time."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kingpin breathed a sigh of relief, then asked for instructions: "I'll go and break all their legs now, just like before."

"No need, your efficiency is too slow." Bai Ye looked at the Empire State Building and said, "I'll handle it myself. You just need to prepare to take over the aftermath."

"What happened after this?" Kingpin looked up and saw White Night's figure disappear in an instant amidst the raging storm.

Outside the New York Capitol, protests erupted from the crowd. These people seemed to have forgotten the bad memory of being brutally beaten by Bai Ye a dozen days ago, and their arrogance returned, transforming them once again into freedom fighters.

Standing atop the Empire State Building, looking down at the crowd, Bai Ye's eyes were icy cold: 'Truly, forever filled with righteous indignation, forever with tears in their eyes, forever forgetful, forever used as pawns.'

"Forget it, let's just deal with it all at once this time, so that nothing like this will happen again in the future."

Thinking this, Bai Ye lightly leaped, his body rapidly falling through the air, faster and faster, until the speed of his descent even exceeded the speed of sound, before crashing heavily into the ground.

"boom!"

Before anyone could react, Bai Ye's body crashed into the Empire State Building in a superhero-like landing motion, creating a ten-meter-wide crater.

The flying debris instantly pierced through the bodies of the marchers, and screams of agony echoed all around.

The chaos at the scene was broadcast live to various places. Amidst the smoke and dust, Bai Ye slowly got up, ignoring the wails outside, and walked towards the interior of the Empire State Building.

"Ahhh, it's him, that mutant evil..." As the smoke cleared, someone pointed at Bai Ye's back and shouted.

But before the other party could finish speaking, Bai Ye didn't even turn his head. He lightly touched the ground with the toe of his right foot and then suddenly scrambled backward.

"Boom!"

Starting from Bai Ye's heel, large cracks broke open and instantly spread out in teardrop shapes behind him.

The person who pointed out the White Night Walker, along with a dozen or so onlookers, was swept up by the hurricane and slammed against the wall of the building behind them; their fates are unknown.

"Noisy." Bai Ye picked at his ear impatiently and continued walking inside.

He never looked back, as if the dead were not worth his attention.

Inside the White House, President Ellis, watching the scene live, stood frozen in place, completely speechless.

'How dare he? How dare he make a move directly? Isn't he afraid of our army?' Ellis was so shocked that he couldn't express it in words. He turned around and saw that Rodriguez also looked surprised.

Bai Ye slowly pushed open the doors to the Capitol Building and walked in amidst the somewhat somber atmosphere of the meeting.

Chapter 128 Massacre

Inside the Empire State Building, all the relevant personnel for the hearing sat quietly, preparing for this meeting that was closely related to the White Nights.

"It is with great regret that Mr. Bai Ye is unable to attend today as a witness. We have tried to contact him, but unfortunately we have not received any news so far, and we can only make our statement in his absence."

On stage, the presenter looked at the crowd below and spoke in a calm tone.

"So he didn't come after all. Humph! I guess he's too scared to come!"

“It doesn’t matter. As long as today’s trial goes through, it will have an effect on him, even if he is absent.”

"He's the one who broke my legs and arms, and now he doesn't even dare to come and see me?"

Upon hearing that Bai Ye hadn't come, a murmur arose among the crowd, their feelings a mixture of resentment at being ignored and relief.

"Even though Mr. Bai Ye isn't here, we will still hold today's meeting as scheduled, and discuss..."

The person giving the explanation spoke in a calm tone, but before he could finish, the door directly opposite the room was slowly pushed open, interrupting his speech.

As the speaker stopped speaking, everyone followed his gaze and looked behind them.

A young man with wildly unruly black hair and arrogant eyes slowly walked in through the gate and said loudly, "I heard you were talking about me."

'White Night!' Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and their previous arrogance vanished instantly.

After finally seeing the real person in person, their previous arrogance and haughtiness vanished as if Lord Ye had seen a real dragon.

Compared to them, the boy in front of them was truly arrogant, like a devil incarnate.

Although most people's arrogance was extinguished, there were still some brave individuals who drew their swords to challenge the stronger ones.

A middle-aged man with a missing hand and a limp saw Bai Ye approaching. He angrily stood up from his seat, leaning on his cane, and blocked Bai Ye's path, shouting, "You finally dared to come! Today I'm here to demand an explanation from you—your hands…"

Bai Ye continued walking without stopping, as if he hadn't heard the man's howl, heading straight for the speaker's position, while the middle-aged man blocked his way.

Seeing Bai Ye walking towards him without stopping, the middle-aged man subconsciously moved aside, but half of his body still grazed Bai Ye.

"Paji!"

Like the sticky sound of meat sauce being splattered on a wall, Bai Ye's steps didn't slow down at all, and he quickly arrived in front of the spokesperson.

The spokesperson's face was covered in bright red tomato sauce on one side, and he stared blankly at Bai Ye in front of him.

Behind Bai Ye, the middle-aged man with a broken hand and a limp only slightly brushed against Bai Ye, and now only half of his body remained standing in place, while the other half was like an exploded tomato sauce, splattered all over half of the conference room.

The once solemn and dignified conference room, after Bai Ye's actions, was transformed into a place where one side resembled hell and the other a church, a fusion of god and demon.

The middle-aged man, who only had half a body left, also collapsed after swaying for a while.

"Ahhhh!"

After a brief silence, violent screams erupted from the scene.