489: Chapter 16 The Wild Rhapsody of Late Summer (1)_3 489: Chapter 16 The Wild Rhapsody of Late Summer (1)_3 Amidst cheers and applause, dozens of fireworks soared into the sky over the central district, painting lasting streaks of colored flame in the daylight.
This was the sports field of Dome City No.1 High School, the main venue for the summer’s end festival.
The Superpower Mutual Assistance Association, for short, the Association, had connected with several high schools this week and successfully obtained the principals’ consent to hold a three-day festival throughout the central district.
Students bustling in the central district praised the President’s generosity, even though they had no idea what the President looked like; most of the participating Association members also shared the visitors’ sentiments, but only a few knew the real purpose behind the festive celebrations.
With his broom-like haircut, Cao Xin was one of the few.
“Damn, if the Light Core hadn’t given the nod, would you, Chi Zijing, even dream of holding an event in the central district?” Cao Xin cursed inwardly and asked his confidant, “Is everything in place?”
“It’s all being transported, big bro; only these last two boxes are with me now.” His cousin Cao Hong put on a beanie and said with a cheeky grin, “We’ve been keeping a tight watch.
The Association’s pups all think it’s for the fireworks tonight.”
Who would suspect that the fireworks packaging contained specially made bombs?
Cao Xin was exceedingly proud of this idea.
When the President instructed him to organize the summer event, he had realized it was the perfect opportunity to sign an agreement with the Light Core.
It was only natural for members of the Light Core to participate in events in the central district, and nobody would expect the higher-ups to sign a secret agreement under the guise of a festival.
That lazy Chi Zijing didn’t even come to take a look, truly deserving to be played by him.
Now that everything was ready, he just needed to find a scapegoat to provoke the Red Lion, and then things would just naturally blow up…
As he thought this, Cao Xin felt a churn in his stomach.
Aorus guaranteed that the Red Lion wouldn’t massacre indiscriminately, but who knew if an accident would happen?
If that woman got framed and went berserk, turning them all into dried corpses with a wave of her hand, who would he turn to for help?
“…Cough!” Cao Xin bit his teeth and encouraged himself over and over in his mind.
What were these sacrifices, these risks, compared to the bigger picture?
For a significant cause, for a significant cause!!
If this plan succeeded, he would be the hero who helped the new proxy at a critical moment.
He wouldn’t have to engage in silly student activities in this dump anymore and could finally climb to a top position, becoming one of the elite!
“Everybody, pay attention, this part is crucial, no mistakes allowed!
You especially, Cao Hong, be careful not to get any clever ideas at this moment,” Cao Xin warned once more, “Don’t lose the big by playing the small.”
“Don’t worry, bro!
I’ve been holding back all week, not swindled a penny, didn’t cause you any trouble,” Cao Hong thought to himself, recalling how he had casually scammed a newcomer out of some cash using an empty house a few days earlier, hardly counting as an incident.
“I’m off to the meeting, be ready to improvise.
Remember, only detonate after the Red Lion makes a move.”
Cao Xin, dressed in school uniform, hurried off, while Cao Hong rolled his eyes lazily and called out, “Guys, move it quickly, we can play as soon as we’re done!”
“Cao Hong, what are you moving?” a familiar voice asked from behind.
“Just setting up for the event, these are the fireworks for tonight…” Cao Hong turned around mid-conversation, pondering who this person could be, and upon a closer look, a cold sweat broke out, “Holy shit, the President?!”
The President said with a chuckle, “Tell me, your brother, making you of such a short stature move heavy objects?
Since I’m free, just pass them to me.”
Cao Hong glanced at the bombs in the box, swallowed with a dry mouth, and said with trepidation, “Pres, President, you, you want to take it?
This, this is a bit dangerous…”
The President, standing over two meters tall, easily picked up the wooden boxes that Cao Hong needed both hands to carry, one in each hand.
“What’s dangerous about fireworks?
It’s fine; we don’t need these items until tonight, so you might as well show me around to see how today’s activities are going,” the President said, looking very interested, “I’ve been playing video games and reading books at home all summer.
I haven’t attended a group activity for a while, and today is a great opportunity to join in on the fun with everyone!”
Cao Hong, holding back tears, energetically gestured to his subordinates, who had mouths bigger than hen’s eggs, signalling them to inform Cao Xin.
He didn’t dare to say this outright; the President would sense something was amiss right away.
“Sure!
President, shall we start at the school gate?
That’s where it’s liveliest right now.”
“Good, let’s go then.”
The President, carrying two boxes of bombs, walked with Cao Hong toward the school gate.
The snitches looked at each other, whispering in hushed tones, “Did you get Cao Hong’s hint just now?”
“It seems like…
the plan goes on as usual,” one accomplice asserted confidently, “Right, definitely!
Cao Hong’s look was full of determination—he’s planning to hold off Chi Zijing on his own!”
“Truly worthy of being Boss Cao’s brother.
We’d better tell Boss Cao right away—” The guy in a green shirt was interrupted by a glance at his phone, “Damn, what’s the diversion squad eating, the Red Lion’s here already?!”
The turban-clad accomplice inhaled sharply, “Damn…
I better tell Boss Cao right away, you guys carry on with the plan!” “Got it!” “Move out!”
Without another word, the snitches dispersed, with the smartest turban-clad guy pushing through the crowd, running towards the classroom building, halfway through dialing a number on his phone when he crashed against someone with a clang.
“Sorry, I’m with the Association…”
The turban-clad member apologized instinctively, looking up to see a muscular blue-haired giant over two meters tall standing in front of him, in a floral shirt and sunglasses, his face twisted into a sinister smile.
“Just because you’re from the Association, you think you can bump into people and run off, huh?” Budman sneered, “Didn’t have time to settle yesterday’s scores, and today you dare mess with me?!
You’re really underestimating me!”
A group of black-clad Wing of Death members closed in with stone-cold faces, the turbaned member went pale, thinking that regardless of whether Boss Cao’s plan succeeded…
He was done for today.