Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1149: Chapter 678: Safe Haven of the Lower Third District

Pitch-black midnight.

On the long street of the Lower Third District, families lit roaring bonfires using iron pots set up one after another.

Amid the darkness and firelight, there was chaos and bloodshed.

Outside the Lower Third District, screams and wails were everywhere.

At this moment, the residents of the Lower Third District were forced onto the streets by the Parents’ Meeting with knives and guns, and those who hadn’t had time to enter the Key of Gate watched as a tide of rats surged out.

Everyone was in a panic, screams echoed continuously.

Suddenly, Xiao San yelled on the street, "Everyone, don’t panic! Listen up, members of the Federation: as soon as the rat tide dares to enter the Lower Third District, open fire on them immediately!"

After speaking, he picked up a walkie-talkie and shouted, "Liu He, where are you? Where are the weapons?"

"Coming, coming!" Liu He led people out of the residential buildings, carrying boxes of ammunition and medical supplies.

The residents were stunned; so much weaponry? Was there going to be a war?!

They never expected the Federation to have such a formidable armed force!

They watched as dozens of boxes of bullets were piled up by the Parents’ Meeting, then distributed to the families.

It wasn’t just the families; when the Lower Third District was reformed, over 40,000 members were recruited from various associations.

Now, the most heinous core members in each association were operating sewing machines, while those who could still be reformed were integrated into the Federation, managing hundreds of associations.

The Parents’ Meeting acted as the brains of hundreds of associations, all at their command.

Thus, the influence of the Parents’ Meeting here in the Lower Third District was not just the 12,000 family members but also over 40,000 association members.

This number is ten times that of the Garrison Forces in City No. 10!

Though the association members weren’t as well-trained as the Garrison Forces, their numbers were daunting.

Originally, the Parents’ Meeting planned to slowly transform these association members into new family members; they just hadn’t had the chance yet.

Xiao San said over the walkie-talkie, "Each association, come and collect weapons, and if I see you bullying civilians, I’ll snap your heads off. Liu He, transport the medical supplies into the Key of Gate, and quickly transfer supplies and water."

The medicine was purchased in batches. After receiving Luo Wanya’s notice, the families, when idle, would go to pharmacies to buy some antibiotics and stock them together.

Half of the arms were confiscated from associations in the Lower Third District, and the other half were purchased in batches from the black market in City No. 10.

The Parents’ Meeting had been methodically accumulating weapons from the black market in preparation for future battles, until the Shadow eliminated the black market...

Honestly, the families were worried at that time, thinking it was like a flood drowning the Dragon King Temple.

At that time, the families had already guessed the head’s identity, knowing that the head was the next owner of Qing’s Spy Agency, so although the Shadow disrupted their plans, no one said anything.

Now, each family member was equipped with weapons, ready to fight against the rat tide. If they had more time, they would even think of digging a moat between the districts.

Golden Family Member Qing Shuli came beside Xiao San: "After emerging from the ground, the rat tide first attacked the Sixth District and didn’t directly attack us. However, some rats haven’t left and are watching us in the dark, seemingly with some plot... By the way, there aren’t enough weapons; there are only over a thousand automatic rifles, but we have tens of thousands of people."

Xiao San gritted his teeth: "Those without guns use knives, those without knives find a stool and smash it until the rats are dead. The head instructed that we must hold Dragon Scale Road, Union Road, and Riverside Road, even if we die!"

Qing Shuli gave him a deep look: "Don’t worry, I’ll organize."

Xiao San continued, "And those operating sewing machines, you know what to do with them?"

Qing Shuli was momentarily stunned, then said, "Don’t worry, I’ll handle it."

With that, he turned around and commanded families to walk into various buildings, collecting kitchen knives that residents had left at home.

Facing the rat tide is such a ’force’ that couldn’t even gather sufficient weapons.

Qing Shuli led more than a dozen people, slowly heading towards Rui Xin Building, where all the heinous prisoners were sewing on sewing machines, folding boxes, to generate income for the Parents’ Meeting through labor reform.

Each prisoner here was involved in murder, either organ harvesting or child trafficking, all so heinous that the Parents’ Meeting didn’t believe they would ever repent.

Qing Shuli loudly said upon entering the building, "Follow me, members of the Parents’ Meeting."

There were originally over a hundred family members acting as guards inside the building, who now followed Qing Shuli like special forces, infiltrating the entire building.

A guard asked, "Golden Family Member, what are we doing?"

"Executing all the prisoners," Qing Shuli coldly replied.

This man, who once ran a small factory in the Outer World Los Angeles, had somehow become what he was now.

The family members responsible for guarding this building were stunned; those prisoners were currently unarmed, yet they were to be executed directly? Reasonable, perhaps, but at least inhumane.

Qing Shuli glanced back at them: "We don’t have time to explain; this is the head’s order, don’t be soft-hearted."

Executing the felons was Qing Chen’s command.

Just because the Parents’ Meeting might not be able to withstand the rat tide, manpower and firepower couldn’t be wasted on continuing to guard these prisoners.