Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 57 The Carnival Ends
The sound of gunfire from the middle of the pursuing convoy immediately drew everyone's attention.

However, under such circumstances, the convoy, which was not very orderly to begin with and was only barely kept in place because it was heading in the same direction, immediately fell into chaos.

Moreover, as more and more vehicles were accidentally damaged, the scale of the firefight was rapidly expanding.

Actually, despite all these cars being single-mindedly chasing Luca and his group, they seem to be close partners.

However, the complexity of its members far exceeds expectations.

In fact, only a small portion of his subordinates were truly under Kingpin's complete control.

Moreover, most of these Kingpin's direct subordinates were sent to provide support immediately after Kingpin discovered that his base had been invaded.

Many people were killed or lost due to vehicle damage during the previous series of car accidents and Dunshan and his team's continuous counterattacks.

Among the remaining people were various gangs controlled by Kingpin, who, upon learning of his death, sought revenge. Others, unaware of Kingpin's demise, wanted to curry favor with the Emperor of Hell's Kitchen.

There are also smaller gangs that have been suppressed by Kingpin, who are preparing to take this opportunity to showcase themselves in Hell's Kitchen and even the New York underworld, make a name for themselves, or take advantage of the chaos.

Many others simply didn't know what was going on; they were just paying attention to the movements of allies or rival gangs and were trying to come and observe or even cause trouble.

This also leads to...

The chaotic firefight had barely begun when it started to spread uncontrollably.

Even gangs from just a few blocks away who had just arrived to investigate the situation could be inexplicably drawn into this chaotic battle.

Luca and his group were still racing ahead.

After suddenly realizing that only a handful of enemies were left chasing their news van, and that most of them were already fighting amongst themselves, the crew members looked at each other in bewilderment inside the van.

"That's it? All done?"

"Should we still drive towards the Hudson River?"

Inside the carriage, Green Bull, who was holding a bomb, scratched his green hair in confusion and turned to look at Shield Mountain and Luca.

At this moment, Luca, who had been using the [tracking glasses] thermal imaging mode, also noticed.

The police armed helicopter that had been following closely behind the lead vehicle seemed to hesitate at this moment.

Surprisingly, the car gradually slowed down from its initial tilted following position, as if it were judging whether to continue following them, the 'culprits,' or head to the areas where gang warfare was most concentrated to report the situation to police headquarters in real time.

Upon seeing this, Luca immediately told Dunshan what he had seen.

He and Luca exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.

"If that's the case, then..."

Then, before Dunshan could finish speaking, a series of loud rumbling sounds from behind interrupted him.

Everyone turned to look into the distance.

Behind the flames of the vehicles that were still in the midst of a chaotic battle, an entire convoy charged forward amidst the deafening roar of engines.

They completely ignored whether the other gangsters fighting each other along the way were blocking their path.

All the vehicles blocking the road were violently rammed aside by these people.

Moreover, and more importantly, all of these vehicles that were driving recklessly were punk-modified pickup trucks similar to the one used by the muscular man who caused the previous brawl.

These pickup trucks, heavily armored, are not only extremely sturdy but also completely impervious to collisions.

Even their charging speed is not slow at all.

Each of the modified pickup trucks had a raging blue tail flame shooting out from its rear, giving these savage behemoths not only defense and weight, but also considerable speed.

However, looking at those cars, which were clearly shaking abnormally, and even crashing and breaking apart, it was quite a sight.

Presumably, anyone with a sane brain would not want to drive such an unstable and massive bomb.

However, it was precisely this irrational madness, and the thugs on the bus who were shouting and firing indiscriminately, that led to this.

They actually managed to tear a bloody path through the chaotic battlefield, heading straight for Luca and his group.

"Hahaha~ Chase after them!!!"

"Brother Vladimir is going to be the Emperor of New York!!"

"Long live the Emperor!!!" As the group of crazed gangsters approached, Dunshan stopped talking.

They ignored the bullets that occasionally struck the exterior of the news van.

He then turned to Green Bull beside him and said calmly.

"Is the bomb ready?"

Upon hearing this, Green Bull immediately broke into an excited smile, his grin almost reaching his ears.

"Captain! We've been fucking ready! Just waiting for your word!"

“Then let’s give it to these idiots!” Dunshan said.

"okay!"

At this moment, Green Bull seemed to have imagined some wonderful scene, and with a mouthful of big teeth, he clicked on the bomb he had made several times.

The bomb's small display screen immediately began flashing red lights with a 'beep beep' sound.

He decisively raised the bomb in his hand, his muscles tensed, and he assumed a very standard baseball pitcher's stance.

Samira and Thresh simultaneously pushed open a small window in the shooting barrier in front of them.

next moment.

Green Bull swung his arm forward rapidly and forcefully.

The bomb in his hand, almost the size of a human head, was like a rapidly firing cannonball.

With a 'whoosh,' it flew out of the window in front of it, which was not much larger than itself.

In everyone's sight.

The seemingly randomly pieced-together, irregularly shaped bomb, thrown by Green Bull, hit the lead vehicle at the very front of the convoy with extreme precision.

Immediately afterwards, with a 'clang,' the barrier was smashed, leaving an inconspicuous dent, before it fell to the ground and rolled twice.

The people in the modified pickup truck looked on curiously and tried to peek out.

When they finally found out what exactly hit them.

The alarm finally started beeping continuously.

next moment.

"boom------"

Terrifying flames shot into the sky.

A violent shockwave swept everything away.

The deafening roar silenced the chaotic night.

In an instant, all that was left for everyone nearby was the blinding white light before their eyes and the continuous buzzing in their ears.

At the epicenter of the explosion, a number of pickup trucks parked side by side were instantly torn to shreds.

The first few vehicles in the convoy passed the bomb's location, along with the lead vehicle that had been hit earlier, all of which were thrown into the air by the violent shockwave.

Needless to say, the thugs inside the car were even worse.

The luckiest one was probably the guy who was thrown more than ten meters high and landed on the roof of a nearby building.

Compared to others, this landing height probably meant the fall wouldn't hurt as much.
At least that guy didn't cry out in pain after falling onto the roof, did he?
In fact, it wasn't just the vehicles at the epicenter that were damaged; the exterior windows of surrounding buildings were also shattered.

The few pickup trucks behind that weren't directly hit by the explosion were also obscured by the terrifying heatwave.

Countless shattered vehicle fragments, carried by the shockwave, were embedded into their bodies like dense shrapnel.

The modified parts that these people were once so proud of have now become the most deadly blades.

When the flames of the explosion finally subsided, the last surviving car plunged headfirst into a deep crater in the ground.

Where was the news van that Luca and his team had driven on the road?
(End of this chapter)