People always have this weird mind, that is, when their lives are not satisfactory and there is no way to solve them, then they will focus on other people.

They will prefer those who live in the same grievances as themselves, and hate those who live better than themselves.

This is also the reason why things gather like and people are grouped.

"Why is he so rich?"

"Why can he live in a big house and drive a good car?"

This hatred has no origin, but it is pervasive.

Although many people can't say it in their hearts, they always subconsciously expect those who are high up to fall from a high place, fall to a position similar to their own, or even lower than themselves. They will be complacent and relish because of the scandals of those dignitaries and celebrities.

So, if one day, you tell those who are struggling on the poverty line that you shouldn't be so poor, and all your money is stuffed into the pockets of those you hate.

Haha, what would that be?

No one will know, and no one will know, what the angry populace will do.

Will there be a riot? Will it march? Will they gather around the town hall, hold banners alof, and shout 'for our hard-earned money'?

These can happen...... But at this moment, the woman with a lollipop sitting on the screen felt that this was not enough.

Yes, it's not fun enough, since it's an, it has to be a little more exciting...... So, she brought fireworks for others.

"Okay, okay, be quiet, I know you're angry right now, but...... I have a third point that I haven't said. Quinn said slowly.

And this time, the citizens really stopped shouting all of a sudden, and Gotham quieted down because of Quinn's words.

They were angry, and at the same time, they waited expectantly for this woman to break out something more violent.

Sure enough, Quinn didn't disappoint them, and something more ferocious came...... Because, there was the roar of helicopters in the sky.

"The third point: the current Gotham Police Station has no more than a weapon...... All the guns, all the bullets, all with me, and now, I will give them to you. ”

As he spoke, a package wrapped in thick plastic was dropped over the dense crowd......

The crowd dispersed in a panic, and the package fell to the ground...... Actually, the helicopter didn't have to be too high, so the package just bounced and lay quietly on the ground.

The people hurriedly gathered again, looked at the package and looked at each other, and finally, a citizen summoned up the courage to walk over, and he opened the package......

The inside of the package...... It's a shotgun!

At the same time, not far away, on the other side, more than a dozen packages were dropped, and in other areas of the city, other helicopters were dropping weapons.

In addition, some police cars slowly drove into the crowd, and they threw some pistols out of the car windows, scattering the magazines and boxes of bullets, and letting them roll down to the feet of citizens. Even some people in police uniforms stuffed grenades directly into the hands of some dazed citizens.

"These weapons are yours now...... Of course, I'm not going to deduct your principal tax and make you pay a security deposit to prevent damage, like your company does, I'm just putting them on the ground and you can go up and pick it up, or you can turn a blind eye to it, but I have to remind everyone that there aren't that many weapons, so it's a first-come, first-served ......."

As he spoke, Quinn raised his hand again and pretended to look at the watch on his wrist that didn't exist at all.

"Oh, by the way, it's almost time for the bank doors to open...... Ten seconds to go: ten ...... Nine ......"

She began to count down lightly, and counting down always has a wonderful magic, which can give people a sense of tension for no reason, as if counting the seconds before the game, or when your mother starts counting in front of you, people's psychology will be more or less flustered.

So, with this 10-second countdown, the chaos in Gotham City has reached a peak.

A man picked up a gun on the ground...... Then the second, the third...... And as more and more people picked up their guns, those who were unarmed seemed to panic, and many people poured into the streets, and began to stop the police cars to ask for some weapons, and of course, many more people, all with these weapons, rushed to the banks that had opened their doors.

The situation has reached a point where it is impossible to control it at all, and the people from the various sub-bureaus of Gotham City originally wanted to rush to the TV station, but who would have thought that what the woman said seemed to be just trying to attract the attention of the police, and she threw weapons on the citizens when the police were thinking about attacking the TV station.

Sure enough, as some people say...... The string that tied the kite was broken.

The citizens of Gotham, who have been suppressed all their lives, seem to have found an outlet to vent, and none of them now wonder whether they should first figure out whether the so-called financial statements are true, and no one thinks that if they pick up a gun, will it be dangerous, and if they take the money in the bank, will they break any laws.

Who cares about these things.

To put it more cruelly, in fact, this group of people has been hoping to have such a crazy outlet all their lives, even if you clarify to everyone now, what the financial officer said is not true at all, and no one will believe it.

Even if they think it's dangerous to pick up a gun, or even if they've never fired a gun themselves, then they will pick it up without hesitation, after all, everyone else has taken it, why can't I take it.

Even if it is illegal to rob money from the bank, it is ..... What does it matter, after all, the money should have been mine, if I break the law, then those rich people who spend all day at the dance party are breaking the law, and the law does not punish them, so why punish us.

In short, 10,000 people have 10,000 reasons to exonerate themselves, and once this thing is thrown into the whirlpool of madness, it only takes a few seconds to be wiped out.

......

"Bang Bang".

The door to the television studio was slammed open, and two riot policemen with shields rushed in, followed by a bunch of police officers dressed in civilian clothes and sneaking out of the hospital.

"Don't move!"

"Hands up!"

The men shouted angrily.

However, there was no response.

Gordon held his gun and looked at the empty studio hall.

"We ...... Tricked ......."