Tokyo: The Player Behind the Scenes.

Chapter 307, Section 54: The Alliance of Financial Conglomerates
"Damn it, this time you've really messed up!"

One of the on-site officials, aware of the higher-ups' scheme, cursed under his breath and then quickly gave the order.

"Execute Contingency Plan C! Focus on crowd control and prevention of stampedes; prohibit the use of lethal weapons!"

The order was quickly relayed, and a large number of troops emerged from the buildings near the square. Together with riot police, they formed a human wall in a relatively orderly manner, using their warm batons to order the chaotic crowd to leave in the designated direction.

"Come this way, don't push!"

"Stay calm! Follow instructions!"

Don't look back! Keep moving forward!

Their shouts sounded so faint amidst the overwhelming panic, but they managed to salvage some people's composure. Unfortunately, this only worked on the periphery; in the central area, everything was different.

In Gangnam District, atop a high-rise building, a giant screen is divided into several images, transmitting in real time the chaos in the square, close-ups of bloodshed, and macroscopic aerial views.

The red wine in the glasses swirled gently as the tycoon leaders present exchanged hushed notes, showing little surprise but rather thoughtful expressions.

"The test was successful, and I think everyone now has the corresponding methods in mind."

Lee Jae-yong, the former head of Samsung who has been retired for several years, sat calmly in the main seat. His gaze swept over the bodies trampled beyond recognition on the screen, as well as the torn remains, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

His gaze swept over the tycoon leaders before him, some of whom had once been his enemies, others his friends.

Going too far? Not a chance.

For the authorities, for him, and for everyone present, the biggest takeaway is that it has been confirmed that Park Min-woo is not dead and that he harbors extreme hatred for organizations like Womad.

As for how many people died? That's a number the police and hospitals need to tally. These casualties served their purpose in forcing Park Min-woo to come out.

Anyway, they don't need to clean up the mess.

The reason they've all gathered here today is simple: they're preparing a plan to fight the authorities for control of Park Min-woo.

Even though no dialogue has begun and the other party has not shown any intention of submitting, based on their research on Park Min-woo's personality, they felt there was a high probability that they could use money and emotional appeals to win him over and bring him into their ranks.

At the very least, we must prevent him from falling completely under the control of the Southern Dynasty.

However, the strength of one entity is certainly insufficient, and if they are scattered, they may be defeated one by one by the authorities. Therefore, it is necessary to unite as one force, and
His gaze fell upon an inconspicuous figure sitting in the seat beside him.

That was Ambassador Ami's driver.

Capital has no nationality.

Moreover, nearly half of the shares of these large companies are controlled by Europe and the United States. Even if the government wants to cause trouble, it has to consider the attitude of the US military.

The principle of "body and soil are not two" is used to manage subordinates and get them to buy one's products, not to restrict oneself.

“Then, we will cooperate based on the framework of the Chamber of Commerce and Industry,” Lee Jae-yong continued. “I promise that all information and resources about the Extraordinary will be shared unconditionally within our inner circle after we successfully recruit Park Min-woo.”

The crowd nodded slightly. This was also the reason why they were willing to join the fight against the Southern Dynasty. It wasn't entirely because of Lee Jae-yong's status, but more so because of this promise, which was the real bargaining chip that moved them.

The fact that Ambassador Aramco indirectly endorsed the deal suggests that the promise is still reliable.

Thinking about this, many people couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

They had already heard that many conglomerates in Japan knew a lot of important information related to the supernatural, but they were all very secretive about it. Even the capital that Ami received the lion's share of their profits was unwilling to reveal it.

They could only roughly confirm a connection to the gaming industry through traces gathered from the capital market and some private spies, but the exact link was unclear.

Fortunately, extraordinary signs appeared in their country, which finally made the Americans relent.

They promised that if they could successfully recruit Park Min-woo, they would gradually share the extraordinary information currently held by the US and Japan, including even the ultimate secrets on how to become extraordinary.

“Destroy all evidence of your previous funding and support for organizations like Womad,” Lee Jae-yong warned finally, his tone chilling. “You don’t want to be targeted by a vengeful entity with supernatural powers, do you?”

That's enough. Everyone sitting here has a few lives on their hands. They'll handle the aftermath.

He picked up his glass, his gaze returning to the bloody carnage on the screen.

No matter how much the authorities want to recruit Park Min-woo, at least on the surface, they certainly can't let him kill so easily. They have to persuade or stop him, otherwise they will have no way to explain it to the public.

Want to block the news? With them around, it would be a sign of their incompetence if the news didn't spread throughout the Southern Dynasty within ten minutes.

However, if they stop Park Min-woo from escalating his killing spree, a rift will inevitably form, and given their previous trial, this presents an opportunity for them.

Within the military, some individuals had been bribed beforehand, and their tasks were quite simple.

That is to fire the first shot at the right time.

Since Park Min-woo was able to fake his death in court without anyone noticing, his appearance this time was most likely a pre-arranged escape route.

What they need to think about is how to offer help in times of need afterward, and act as a mentor and benefactor.

From an official standpoint, let them be portrayed as villains who persecute extraordinary beings.

Cheers. Lee Jaeyong raised his glass to the screen in the air and took a sip of his drink.

Chaos spread across the scene.

As the saying goes, a crowd of over ten thousand is boundless. Even if there are not ten thousand, there are definitely more than eight thousand here. Although it still cannot fill Gwanghwamun Square, it is, after all, a protest, and most people are gathered together to symbolize unity.

Unfortunately, they were a little too united; they actually got all tangled up.

Those on the periphery were either still watching the spectacle or hadn't realized what was happening, while those in the middle and front rows were desperately pushing their way out. Those at the back were being shoved and jostled by those further back, making it impossible for them to see where they were standing.

Once someone falls, or even just stumbles, they are immediately overwhelmed by countless panicked feet.

The fragile order is collapsing, and people are being trampled underfoot every minute. For the time being, those trampled to death are more numerous than those killed.

However, the frenzied splitters are like racers, keeping the score close and likely regaining the lead soon.

"Ahhh! Don't pull my hair, you bitch!" a woman screamed, swept along by the crowd, her hair being pulled painfully, almost causing her to fall.

"Help, help! I twisted my ankle!" One of the seaweed sisters felt a sharp pain in her ankle and almost fell into the crowd. Terrified, she could only call out to her sisters for help.

She had just witnessed a girl fall and be instantly swallowed up by the crowd; it was terrifying.

"We can't carry you! We definitely can't carry you at all!"

MM watched helplessly as several of her best friends, who had just held hands and promised to stay together forever, abandoned her. No, there was one person who hadn't left; she went back against the flow of the crowd!
Just as she was about to fall, a slightly swollen hand suddenly grabbed her arm, pulling her back from the brink of collapse.

It's Ms. Park.

"Sister Guangmang! Thank you so much, sob sob!" MM was really about to cry. At this critical moment, it was this woman she had always secretly envied, and even subtly mocked just moments before, who had come back to save her! Overwhelmed with gratitude and shame, she murmured, "I will... I will definitely..."

She vowed that she would move the other person from the most hated position in the future, only then would she be worthy of the other person's great kindness.

However, she stopped abruptly.

She suddenly noticed that Ms. Park's red T-shirt was splattered with dark red, sticky spots, and even her arms and face were covered in them. They were slippery and greasy, and it was definitely not paint.
Moreover, Ms. Park's eyes were frighteningly cold, and her lips curled into a stiff, eerie smile.

"You're welcome." Ms. Park's voice was devoid of warmth, tinged with mockery. "I've wanted to tear your mouth, which is always stirring up trouble, apart for a long time."

MM's eyes widened instantly as she stared at the other person in disbelief.

The next second, the hand that had saved her gripped her chin like an iron clamp, while the other hand tightened its grip on her throat. The immense force made it impossible for her to struggle!
"Ugh." MM's pupils dilated with fear. Then,

Tear!

Her mouth was torn to the left and her throat to the right; her mouth and throat were ripped apart in opposite directions, and blood spurted out!

MM couldn't let out a complete scream; the light in her eyes instantly went out, leaving only frozen horror.

No one dared to approach her anymore, so the split entity casually threw her corpse far away into the chaotic fleeing crowd, crushing several people, who were then instantly trampled by countless feet.

Currently, Park Min-woo's original body has just left the columbarium.

There were three split entities in total, and they were all wreaking havoc on the scene.

He can manipulate four split entities simultaneously.
Another one was inside Kim Mina's belly, and it directly entered the growth period.

Kim Mina clutched her aching abdomen, which was visibly swollen abnormally, as if something was growing wildly inside.

She could clearly feel the thing wriggling. The extreme pain and fear prevented her from running. She could only stagger a few steps before collapsing to the ground.

"No, no, help me!"

She crawled forward with difficulty, leaving a wet trail in her wake.

She was positioned below the podium, at the starting point of the riot. Because of the severe abdominal pain, she was unable to escape, so the people nearby had all run away, and she was not at risk of being trampled. However, even if she was allowed to run freely, she could not run very far. Soon, she could not bear the pain in her abdomen and began to cry out in pain while clutching her stomach.

The blood-soaked split entity slowly walked up to her and looked down at her indifferently.

At this moment, Kim Mina displayed an astonishing will to survive—she rolled over, knelt on the ground, and ignoring the excruciating pain in her abdomen, quickly crawled to the feet of the split entity, hugged its blood-soaked and flesh-covered calf, and pleaded tearfully:
"Park, Park Min-woo, I know it's you! Please, let me go! I was forced! It was Womad, you know! They forced me to do it! It has nothing to do with me! Forgive me this time! This is the last time! I promise I'll turn over a new leaf! I'll be your slave!"

The split body slowly squatted down, its fingers gently brushing through her sweaty hair. This action made Kim Mina stiffen, and then a faint hope rose within her.

However, the split entity simply grabbed her long brown hair, pulled it up sharply, and forced her to tilt her head back in pain to look at itself.

"I've given the law a chance," the split voice said, its tone eerily calm. "That was your last chance."

After saying that, he threw her to the ground like a piece of trash.

"No—!" Kim Mina screamed in despair.

The next second, her abdomen twitched violently, then suddenly bulged upwards!
puff!

A monster, about the size of a small dog, completely black and covered in slime and blood, violently pierced her belly with its sharp head and emerged.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, pouring down like rain, splashing everywhere.

Jin Mina's body convulsed violently a few times, her eyes widened almost to their hilts, and her mouth opened to its maximum, but she could no longer make a sound and stopped breathing completely.

This bizarre method made many behind-the-scenes figures tremble and their throats go dry.

Park Min-woo wasn't joking when he said he'd be watching them. He was watching them as they chanted slogans.

Identify where the most fanatical and malicious groups are, and then address them first.

He might need to go through a lot of trouble to identify them over the internet, but once they're offline, these guys are like cockroaches exposed to light—they're dead in an instant, and they don't even spit out annoying little cockroaches.

"Mr. Park Min-woo, Mr. Park Min-woo! Please stop the violence immediately! We understand your anger and the injustice you have suffered! All problems can be resolved through communication; violence cannot solve the root cause! Please trust us, a special task force has been formed to thoroughly investigate the reasons for your case! The authorities will definitely give you the fairest answer. Please calm down! We are willing to listen to your demands!"

Taking advantage of this moment, several drones flew toward the still split entity and broadcasted a message around it.

This is already their most explicit statement to date, practically tantamount to saying that as long as you are willing to join the officialdom, no crime is a crime, and we can completely clear your name, restore your reputation, and make you a guest of honor of the officials.

pity.

The split entity slowly raised its head, its blood-stained, stiff face devoid of any emotion. Its eyes stared blankly at the drone.

Park Min-woo no longer wants to play this childish game.

The moment he broke free of his handcuffs and smashed the gavel into the judge's head, he had already severed his connection with society.

As the law abandoned him, he also abandoned the law, becoming a completely free man.

Right now, all he wants to do is play this life-or-death game with the authorities and those people.

Since you all want to kill me, then my counterattack is perfectly reasonable, right? If you can't handle it, you can only blame your own weakness.

Despite being no match for them in any aspect, they are still so arrogant, relying solely on the rules.

So, for the sake of fairness, Park Min-woo voluntarily became an enemy of the rules, to see to what extent the rules could help these people.

"roll."

Park Min-woo was concise and to the point, ignoring the shouts.

The atmosphere was tense in the command center where the announcements were made.

The expert who made the call was ashen-faced, his lips and face twitching. Naturally, he wasn't going to give up so easily and continued to try a different approach, using patriotism and family warmth as starting points.

"Switch to Plan B, play the family card! Mention his father! Quickly!" came the more advanced expert's instructions through the headset.

The sound from the drone carried a hint of sadness:
"Park Min-woo, think of your father, Mr. Park Cheol-woong. He certainly wouldn't want to see you consumed by hatred. He would also want you to live with dignity. You've killed enough people already. We guarantee your safety. Don't you want to achieve fame and fortune, and then openly pay your respects to him, letting him rest in peace?"

Park Min-woo's gaze grew increasingly cold.

By this time, most of the crowd had fled, and the square appeared much emptier, with a strong smell of blood.

Under command, the soldiers formed a human wall and began to advance cautiously and step by step, while also rescuing any stragglers who were left behind.

Fully armed and with shields linked together, they activated more combat robots and drones to follow and provide cover, forming a three-dimensional encirclement.

Within the official ranks, while most hoped to recruit Park Min-woo and gain entry into the world of the extraordinary, at least to be on par with Japan, there were also hardliners who believed that dealing with the extraordinary meant not simply indulging them, but rather making them feel fear and dread in order to bring them under their control.

These are the key targets for the conglomerate alliance to win over.

Among the advancing troops, several soldiers, bribed by the tycoons, secretly switched the live ammunition; their palms were already sweaty.

The gun barrel was slightly adjusted in angle, and his breathing became heavy and suppressed.

"Help me! Help me—!" Several screams, choked with sobs, came from the side and front.

Several women, lagging behind, were desperately running towards the advancing troops. Some had blood on their faces, and others were clutching twisted arms; they had clearly been injured in the chaos and unable to escape in time.

One of the soldiers recognized his sister inside!

However, before he could speak, a figure swiftly approached from behind them and decisively decapitated them with his arm.

The soldier's eyes widened in horror as he watched his sister's head fly through the air.

"Ughhhhhh! You beast!! I'll fuck your ancestors!!!"

The soldier, who had not been bribed, shouted, changed to live ammunition, pulled the trigger, and opened fire.

(End of this chapter)