Are You Crazy? You’re Telling Me This Is a Fugitive TV Show?

“Reporting to the Commander, I’m going to take them all down!”

When Wang Yun’s words echoed and as he charged headlong towards the building, the livestream viewers–already eyeing the approaching anti-drug officers and the Nancheng police–felt an intense chill run through them.

The statement was stark and unrefined. But combined with his unwavering determination, it sent shockwaves through everyone’s heart. An overwhelming sense of respect emerged amongst the onlookers. Here was Wang Yun, facing off against fourteen heavily-armed thugs–each equipped with firearms and even grenades. Despite the looming shadow of potential death, he remained undeterred.

But why? Merely to play hero?

No. There were four hostages at stake, four innocent lives hanging in the balance.

Every viewer of the livestream witnessed this. They all recognized that with Wang Yun’s acumen and agility, he could have made an easy getaway from the onset. Yet, he chose not to. Particularly after he encountered the four hostages. He even made an initial attempt to rescue two of them but was thwarted.

Despite the ferocious onslaught from the drug dealers and the barrage of grenades, he neither wavered nor retreated, but plunged back into the fray. All for the sake of the four hostages.

Within the confines of the show, Wang Yun was cast as a fugitive–a criminal of the worst kind. Yet, in this very reality, he stood tall as a hero–a figure deserving of profound respect.

The rapidly approaching anti-drug squad and the Nancheng police, upon hearing his proclamation and observing his audacious advance, took a collective deep breath, their hearts swelling with admiration.

The captain spoke slowly, “You… you’re no officer. You have no sworn duty or obligation to risk your life for others.”

“This land needs protection from each one of us,” Wang Yun remarked with a light smile. “Protecting to the best of our abilities isn’t just your responsability. Allow me to show you the true essence of a ‘peerless bandit.’”

No sooner had his words ended than Wang Yun showcased his godlike climbing prowess. Harnessing his astonishing speed and strength, he deftly pinpointed the protruding spots on the wall. With an agile leap, he clutched the rocky facade of the second floor, hoisting himself up with remarkable ease.

In a fleeting moment, his silhouette darted higher, eyes unwaveringly fixed above as he ascended to the third floor.

To Wang Yun, equipped with his unique constitution and god-level climbing skills, scaling an unfinished building felt as effortless as a casual stroll. Within a mere span of four seconds, he arrived at the third floor.

Dangling upside down, his head oriented toward the ground, he subtly inclined his ear, utilizing his god-level hearing skills.

***

“Whoa, Big Bro is on the move, he’s climbing up!”

“This land beckons each of us for its defense. Big Bro captured the sentiment perfectly. But… he must tread cautiously!”

“I owe Big Brother an apology. The show, after all, is just a show. While the crew might be engrossed, we as the audience should uphold our rationality. Today, many expressed their concern for the show’s inspection team, urging them to capture Big Brother. But now, his brave actions make him as a hero. As viewers, we should learn from their character and wits.”

“Big Bro Wang Yun, you stand out as the genuine hero and the unparalleled bandit in this saga. Be careful!”

A myriad of viewers, taking in the intense shakiness of the footage and witnessing Wang Yun’s meteoric rise, felt deeply stirred by these sentiments. However, in this moment, all they could do was to silently channel their prayers and bestow their blessings.

At this moment, Wang Yun was reminiscent of a bat as he hung upside down from the third floor, eavesdropping on the commotion below on the second floor.

“Did we get him in the explosion?”

“I didn’t see his body, he probably jumped out.”

From the room Wang Yun had just vacated, voices resonated. He patiently waited for the opportune moment.

“Go and check.”

The approaching footsteps signaled three men rushing towards the window. As they peered out, scanning the area below, they were oblivious that Wang Yun was suspended just above them.

Three shots rang out, swift and precise. They met their mark, and the three criminals met an abrupt end, falling silent without a hint of struggle.

“Damn, he’s still alive! Monkey and two other brothers are dead.”

“Where’s he? Where the hell is that guy?”

The swift elimination of the three window-peepers caused alarm among the remaining drug traffickers in the room. The face of the middle-aged leader contorted in fury as he bellowed, “He’s up top, shooting from above!”

In just a few moments, they had lost six of their own. Initially a group of fifteen, now only nine remained. And they were up against just one man.

Drawing a deep breath, the middle-aged leader compelled himself to regain composure. He motioned for three men to check downstairs and directed another three to head up. The nine swiftly split into three teams.

Having journeyed all the way from Yun Province to Nancheng, their capabilities were not to be trifled with. The group shared a mutual understanding and promptly dispersed. The middle-aged leader, with a steely resolve on his face and flanked by two of his men, made his way back to their initial room.

All the while, Wang Yun maintained his position, clinging to the edge of the third-floor eave, his ears finely attuned to the movements below. Sensing their impending approach, he readied himself to move.

Immediately, Wang Yun made his way to the upper section of the room where the hostages were kept. Once there, with swift agility, he adjusted his posture and delicately landed on the balcony of the second floor.

The room, which housed the four hostages, had a clear window pane, suggesting that they had previously resided there.

With his firearm in hand, Wang Yun took aim at the room’s entrance. Inside, the young couple clung to each other, their two children nestled safely between them, their eyes clenched shut. Soft whimpers escaped their lips, the palpable fear evident on their faces.

Wang Yun listened attentively to every sound. The drug traffickers, wary of their surroundings, moved stealthily. But even their softest footsteps couldn’t elude Wang Yun’s heightened sense of hearing.

His eyes sharpened as a man entered the room.

Without missing a beat, the moment the trafficker stepped a foot inside, Wang Yun’s trigger finger reacted. A shot, executed with unmatched precision, found its target, and the man fell, a bullet lodged in his skull.

The silence was then punctured with shouts. “Damn it! He’s here!”

Muffled, angry voices resonated, but no one dared to enter the room.

“I’ve got just one bullet left,” Wang Yun noted to himself after firing.

Quickly, he scaled the wall, heading back to the previous room. There, three lifeless bodies lay, each accompanied by a firearm.

However, as he approached, footsteps echoed from the floor below. Three individuals had reached the ground floor. Reacting swiftly, Wang Yun vaulted into the room and made straight for the weapons. He deftly removed the ammunition magazines and reloaded his firearm.

Taking a moment, he drew a deep breath, mentally strategizing his next move.

***

“He’s done it again. Three more are down!”

“Man, our Big Bro is something else! He’s like a Spider-Man. Truly terrifying!”

“He’s taken out another! Only eight remain. But these drug dealers are cunning. They’re trying to corner Big Brother.”

“Damn, Big Brother’s remarkable! Facing fifteen on his own and he’s already dispatched seven of them.”

All eyes in the livestream were glued to the screen in shock and awe.

***

“He’s still on the second floor. Everyone, to the second floor, NOW!”

“I swear I’ll end him!”

Within the unfinished building in the Hu Mountain district, an eerie silence prevailed. Drug dealers on the first and third floors were on high alert, meticulously surveying their surroundings. Abruptly, a cacophony of noises and roars resounded.

“He’s on the second floor! Quick!”

“He’s still on the second floor!”

The expressions of the six criminals from both the first and third floors became steely. Without hesitation, they dashed toward the second floor.

“What was that? Whose voice was that?”

“Where’s that coming from? Sounds just like you, Brother Hao.”

Upon hearing the voice, the color drained from the faces of the middle-aged leader and his heavily-armed thug on the second floor. The thug stared in horror and disbelief at Brother Hao. That was unmistakably Brother Hao’s voice echoing from another room. An icy dread settled over the thug.

Had they been viewers of the ‘Skynet Operation’ show, they’d immediately recognize this as Wang Yun’s renowned ventriloquism.

***

“That’s ventriloquism! Big Brother’s legendary ventriloquism!”

“It’s so lifelike! I knew Big Brother had this talent, but it still gave me a jolt!”

Inside the livestream room, everyone gasped in unison as the sound seemed to manifest right beside them. One astute viewer made the connection, this was Wang Yun’s ventriloquism, the very skill that once bamboozled countless netizens and show chief inspectors.

After using his ventriloquism skill, Wang Yun faintly discerned footsteps from both above and below him converging on the staircase to the second floor. Seizing this fleeting moment, he sprang into action. Stepping onto the second-floor windowsill, he leapt upwards, skillfully ascending.

Having reached the third floor once more, he deftly made his way toward the stairwell. As he approached its entrance, he spotted three thugs descending to the second floor, their unguarded backs presenting a golden opportunity.

Without hesitation, Wang Yun lifted his pistol and unleashed a volley of shots. His unerring marksmanship ensured that the bullets found their mark.

“Brilliantly executed, superb shot,” a muffled, exhilarated voice resonated from the tech chip embedded in Wang Yun’s chest.

A hint of a smirk played on Wang Yun’s lips. Surrounded by the darkness, only the dim moonlight provided any semblance of illumination. In such conditions, he had the upper hand.

Superior Hearing. Enhanced Alertness. Keen Perception. Expert Climbing. And his unparalleled physical prowess. These formidable assets empowered him to confront a horde of drug dealers single-handedly, fueling his audacity and confidence.

Three more criminals down, only five remained.

“He’s on the third floor, boss! I’m hit! I’ve been shot!” Then, Wang Yun masterfully mimicked the voice of one of the drug dealers.

“Third floor? The third floor?”

Currently situated on the second floor, the middle-aged leader was thrown into confusion upon hearing the cacophony of gunshots and desperate pleas coming from above. A shiver of trepidation coursed through him.

Earlier, he had been startled by a voice uncannily identical to his own. Now, the distressing sounds from the third floor added to his disorientation. Which events were reality? Which were mere deception?

In a moment of defiance, the middle-aged leader roared, “Everyone group on the second floor! Regroup here.” He yelled, announcing his name, “I am Wu Dinghao, come to me.”

“Boss! Boss! What’s happening? What’s the situation?” At the entrance to the staircase, three drug dealers who had rushed up from the first floor appeared, voicing their alarm and bewilderment.

“Boss, he’s on the third floor! I’ve been hit, and the other two guys are dead,” a voice came from the vicinity of the third-floor entrance.

Reacting swiftly, one of the thugs moved toward the stairs. However, as he exposed himself, he was fatally shot.

The middle-aged leader’s eyes flared with fury as he watched another one of his men crumple to the ground. Seizing his submachine gun, he unleashed a hail of bullets toward the staircase leading to the third floor, shouting, “Damn you! Just drop dead!”

Sparks flew everywhere. Stones scattered in the chaos.

Meanwhile, Wang Yun had deftly moved to the rear of the third floor. With an agile leap, he descended to the second floor, moving as silently and swiftly as a phantom.

“Only four left,” he stated coolly.

***

“Whoa, holy crap! Is it time to drop a ‘666’?”

“It’s like watching a pro gamer just wrecking the competition.”

“It’s chilling. The boss maneuvers between those floors like a specter, ruthlessly claiming their lives.”

“Exactly, he’s eerily ghost-like. Truly intimidating.”

“Just four of them left. The boss is just too formidable, isn’t he?”

In the livestream, all the viewers heard Wang Yun’s declaration. As they watched thug after thug fall, a collective shudder ran through them. To them, his tactics were otherworldly, seamlessly moving between floors and harvesting souls.

The shock was overwhelming. Had they been the thugs, they surely would’ve been paralyzed with fear. Such uncanny skills and formidable marksmanship would make anyone’s blood run cold.

“Boss, boss, what are we going to do? How… How can he move like a ghost? How can he…”

Simultaneously, on the second floor, several drug dealers huddled closely together, their eyes darting around in palpable dread. Terror was etched deeply on their faces. Even when they had been chased before, they had never experienced such profound fear.

This man wasn’t just a person. He was a phantom.

“Move out, everyone. Let’s get out of here. Each one of you keep an eye on a different direction as we exit.”

“If you spot any silhouette, fire immediately. Just shoot!”

At that moment, even the middle-aged leader felt his scalp tingle with anxiety, his voice laced with panic. They were utterly petrified. These once-feared drug dealers and thugs, when faced with Wang Yun, felt genuine terror for the first time.

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