The sound of gunfire from the middle of the pursuit convoy immediately caught everyone's attention.
In this situation, the convoy, which was already disorderly and only maintained by a common direction, instantly fell into chaos.
Moreover, as more vehicles were accidentally hit, the scale of the firefight rapidly expanded.
Actually, although these vehicles were all seemingly united in chasing Luca's team, acting like close partners...
The complexity of their affiliations far exceeded imagination.
In reality, only a very small portion were subordinates fully controlled by Kingpin.
Most of Kingpin's direct subordinates had rushed to support him immediately upon notification of the intrusion at his lair.
Many had already been eliminated or had their vehicles damaged during the continuous car accidents and the relentless counterattacks by Shield Mountain's team, causing them to fall behind.
Among the remaining pursuers... Some were from major gangs controlled by Kingpin who, upon learning of his death, wanted revenge. Or perhaps they didn't know he was dead and wanted to earn merit in front of the Emperor of Hell's Kitchen.
Others were small gangs previously suppressed by Kingpin, intending to use this opportunity to show off and make a name for themselves in Hell's Kitchen and the New York underworld, or simply to fish in troubled waters.
Many more simply didn't know what was happening but noticed the movements of allies or rival gangs and joined in to observe or cause trouble.
This led to a cascading effect.
As soon as the chaotic firefight began, it spread uncontrollably.
Even gangs from several blocks away, who had just arrived to investigate, were inexplicably dragged into this brawl.
Luca's group, still speeding ahead, looked at each other in confusion inside the van upon realizing that only a few enemies were still chasing them, while the rest were killing each other recklessly.
"So, is it done?"
"Do we still drive to the Hudson River?"
Inside the van, Green Bull, holding the bomb, scratched his green hair in confusion and looked at Shield Mountain and Luca.
At this moment, Luca, keeping his [Tracking Glasses] in thermal mode, noticed something.
The police helicopter that had been tailing their "lead vehicle" seemed to hesitate.
It slowed down from its banked pursuit, as if deciding whether to continue following the "culprits" or head to the densest area of the gang war to report to headquarters.
Seeing this, Luca immediately told Shield Mountain.
Shield Mountain exchanged a glance with Luca and nodded slightly.
"If that's the case, then..."
Before he could finish, a massive roar of engines from behind interrupted him.
Everyone turned to look.
Behind the firelight of the chaotic brawl, an entire convoy charged recklessly amidst the deafening roar of engines.
They ignored whether other gangsters engaged in the firefight were blocking their path.
All vehicles in their way were brutally rammed aside.
More importantly, these rampaging vehicles were all punk-style modified pickups similar to the one driven by the muscular man who started the brawl.
These heavily armored pickups were not only extremely sturdy, ignoring collisions...
But their charging speed was also not slow at all.
Blue flames shot from the exhausts of these modified pickups, giving these brutal beasts impressive speed despite their defense and weight.
However, seeing the abnormal shaking of the vehicles and parts flying off as they rammed others...
Anyone with a normal brain wouldn't want to drive such unstable giant bombs on the road.
Yet, it was precisely this irrational madness and the thugs howling and firing wildly from the trucks...
That allowed this convoy to tear a bloody path through the chaotic battlefield, closing in on Luca's group.
"Hahaha~ Chase them down!!!"
"Boss Vladimir will become the Emperor of New York!!"
"Long live the Emperor!!!"
Watching the crazy gang approaching, Shield Mountain stopped what he was saying.
Ignoring the bullets occasionally hitting the news van's shell...
He turned to Green Bull and spoke calmly.
"Is the bomb ready?"
Green Bull grinned excitedly, the corners of his mouth stretching to his ears.
"Captain! Ready as fck! Just waiting for your word!"
"Then give it to these idiots!" Shield Mountain said.
"You got it!"
Green Bull, seemingly imagining a beautiful scene, grinned and pressed a few buttons on his homemade bomb.
The small screen on the bomb immediately started flashing red with beep beep sounds.
He decisively raised the bomb, tensed his muscles, and assumed a standard baseball pitcher's stance.
Shamila and Thresh tacitly opened a small window in the shielding plate.
The next moment.
Green Bull swung his arm forward with explosive force.
The bomb, nearly the size of a human head, flew out like a cannonball.
With a whoosh, it flew through the window that was barely larger than itself.
In everyone's view...
The irregularly shaped bomb, seemingly pieced together randomly, flew at a precise angle under Green Bull's throw, hitting the lead vehicle of the pursuing convoy.
Then, with a clank, it dented the armor plate slightly before falling to the ground and rolling twice.
Just as someone on the modified pickup tried to lean out curiously to see what hit them...
The beep beep beep alarm finally merged into a continuous tone.
Next instant.
BOOM——————
Terrifying flames shot into the sky.
A violent shockwave swept through everything.
The deafening explosion silenced the chaotic night for a moment.
In an instant, everyone nearby perceived only blinding white light and a continuous ringing in their ears.
The pickups running side-by-side at the center of the explosion were torn to shreds instantly.
Several vehicles at the front that had passed the bomb's location, along with the lead vehicle that was hit, were flipped into the air by the violent shockwave.
The thugs inside fared even worse.
The luckiest one was probably the guy thrown over ten meters high, landing on the roof of a nearby building.
From that "landing" height, it probably didn't hurt much compared to the others... probably...
At least that guy didn't scream in pain after hitting the roof, right?
Actually, not only were the vehicles at the epicenter destroyed, but all the glass windows of surrounding buildings were shattered.
The few pickups behind that didn't take the full brunt of the explosion had their vision obscured by the terrifying heatwave.
Countless fragments of wreckage, carried by the shockwave, embedded themselves into their vehicle bodies like dense shrapnel.
The modifications they were once proud of had now become deadly blades.
When the fire of the explosion finally dissipated, and the last surviving tail vehicle crashed into the deep crater on the ground...
On the road ahead, there was no sign of Luca's news van.