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Chapter 89 [Deadpool] Members Self-Destruct
Zhang Qingzhe stood in the darkness, pondering for a moment.
He felt it was time to put an end to it, otherwise these people would definitely continue investigating.
The best way now is to get rid of that "prophetic school" of people.
In this whole affair, he was the only one who had any interaction with Zhang Qingzhe.
If we can take him out here, the trail to the Deadpool organization will probably end here.
However, Zhang Qingzhe did not intend to do it himself.
This is, after all, a world governed by law.
Although not as harmonious as his previous life, the social mechanisms were still quite mature and the people could rely on them.
Zhang Qingzhe took out his phone and dialed the police.
"Hello! I saw some very suspicious people at the entrance of Green Island Central Hospital." Zhang Qingzhe's voice was calm. "Yes! Very suspicious. You ask what's suspicious about them? Hmm! I heard them call themselves... the 'Deadpool Organization'."
At first, the operator's tone was calm and businesslike.
But when Zhang Qingzhe uttered the words "Deadpool Organization," the person on the other end of the line visibly tensed up.
The other party immediately instructed him to keep his distance and be careful, while also reporting the situation promptly.
Not long after—
Several inconspicuous, dilapidated cars sped in from different directions, silently blocking the exits at both ends of the street.
Zhang Qingzhe retreated to an inconspicuous alleyway and quietly observed.
Although they were all dressed in plainclothes, their movements were efficient and skillful, clearly indicating that they were trained security agents.
However, judging from the aura emanating from them, their level of [magic loop] doesn't seem to be very high.
He barely meets the standard for a [Regular Card Master].
That is, the kind of people who, like Wang Dong once envisioned, would break through one hundred "magic loops" by the time they graduated from university and then successfully "land on shore".
Zhang Qingzhe frowned slightly.
These people probably can't handle those three Deadpool members.
Just that "chameleon" in the back seat alone is estimated to have at least two or three hundred "magic loops".
However, the next second, a dark gray van drove straight up and stopped precisely in front of the target vehicle.
The car door slid open, and three men dressed in black combat uniforms jumped out.
They were older, with sharp eyes like eagles, and exuded a calm and imposing aura of seasoned warriors.
This must be a special police unit within the Public Security Bureau, specifically tasked with dealing with high-risk magical crimes.
The Deadpool members inside the car clearly sensed that something was amiss.
Seeing the three special police officers approaching directly, they immediately realized that their whereabouts had been exposed.
The driver spat out his cigarette butt and, almost instinctively, pulled something from his waist and fired at the approaching person.
Zhang Qingzhe felt a chill run down his spine, instinctively thinking he would hear gunshots.
But he immediately realized that he had been led astray by his past life's way of thinking.
In this magical world, guns are weapons for ordinary people.
Bullets are nowhere near as powerful as the Fireball spell.
Sure enough, a blazing fireball shattered the car window and hurtled directly at the three SWAT officers.
The three special police officers reacted extremely quickly.
One person instantly deployed a pale yellow shield card, while the other two released fireballs in retaliation almost simultaneously.
The Deadpool member who released the fireball was engulfed in the crisscrossing flames and instantly turned into a charred mess.
The other two took the opportunity to break open the car door and tumble to the side and rear of the vehicle.
They exchanged a few hurried words, and one of them suddenly took a deep breath, flipped over, and leaped in front of the SWAT officers.
A strange churning sensation occurred beneath his belly, followed by an ominous dark red aura.
The frenzied and unstable magical energy surged within him like a ferocious beast breaking free of its restraints.
The next second—
A deafening explosion rang out.
The Deadpool member's body exploded like a lit powder keg in the middle of the street.
The intense white light and the expanding fireball instantly engulfed his figure.
The shockwave that followed was like an invisible giant wall, crushing outwards at a devastating speed.
The car was overturned and thrown about in a twisted manner.
Trees along the roadside were uprooted, and broken branches and leaves flew everywhere.
The GG brand metal frame groaned as it bent and broke.
The SWAT team tried their best to hold up the [shield card], but it crumbled like paper.
The three figures were thrown violently into the dust in the distance.
Innocent pedestrians had no time to react.
The blast wave slammed a middle-aged man against the wall.
A mother instinctively curled up to protect her child, but was cut and bleeding profusely by flying metal fragments.
The bus stop collapsed with a crash, burying some of the people waiting below, with only a slightly trembling hand visible.
Cries, screams, and painful groans instantly shattered the peaceful evening air.
The moment the flames appeared, Zhang Qingzhe realized something was wrong.
Even though he reacted defensively, the violent airflow still threw him away.
Immediately afterwards, countless pieces of debris were blown into the sky—
Twisted metal, sharp glass, and hard pebbles began to rain down on him.
Fortunately, the shield card he had just made this afternoon saved his life in the critical moment.
A pale golden light curtain, like an umbrella, opened up, precariously enveloping him within.
The crashing sounds were like a torrential downpour hitting a fragile roof.
The shield trembled violently, its surface flickering as if it might shatter at any moment.
After withstanding the densest wave of falling debris, the pale golden light finally flickered a few times before going out completely.
Zhang Qingzhe knelt on one knee, his arm shielding his head, breathing heavily.
He raised his head—
The once peaceful street is now a burning ruin.
Twisted wreckage, flickering flames, and wounded people lying among the rubble created a horrific scene resembling hell.
The stench of blood mixed with the smell of burning permeated the scorching air.
The aftershocks of the explosion gradually subsided, but the chaos had only just begun.
More rescue vehicles finally arrived at the scene, and the flashing blue and red roof lights cut the shattered street into unsettling patches of light and shadow.
The injured were carried onto stretchers and taken to the nearby hospital building.
Cries, shouts, and instructions from rescue workers mingled together.
The air was filled with dust, burnt smells, and a faint smell of blood.
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Fortunately, the medical systems in this world are completely different.
Physicians at the chief level or above are at least graduates of the Life Sciences program with a master's degree, and they are quick and efficient in treating external injuries.
A luminous, healing light flickered intermittently at the temporary treatment center.
Zhang Qingzhe was quickly spotted by a special police officer and taken to a relatively intact roadside for an initial questioning.
The dim yellow light of the streetlights slanted down, casting long shadows at their feet.
All around were rescue workers busily moving about, and citizens still in shock.
The background noise was a continuous buzzing, along with faint sobbing sounds in the distance.
The officer in charge of the questioning was a young special police officer, whose face still showed the naivety of someone who had just graduated from police academy.
He was clearly facing such a horrific scene for the first time, and his tone betrayed a barely perceptible tension and anxiety.
"Just now...did you call the police?" He glanced at Zhang Qingzhe, his hand gripping the recorder tightly.