Chapter 223: Symphony of a Madman's Brain

Lixy had been sitting nonchalantly, her long legs sprawled out casually. But as the sound of approaching police cars grew louder, her posture transformed in an instant—agile and full of power. One leg lifted high in a swift, elegant arc as she spun backward. The motorcycle beneath her roared with speed, and she leaned against Kanto's back while extending one leg to rest firmly on the bike's tail. The other leg bent perfectly to support her sniper rifle, forming a stable tripod.

The entire motion was fluid, wild, and graceful.

Her short hair danced wildly in the fierce wind, like a proud falcon breaking through the gale. Raising the sniper rifle to her shoulder, she pressed her right eye gently to the scope, locking her gaze on the distant bridge. Around her, the world roared with chaos: sirens blared from the police cars, and the motorcycle's engine thundered below. Yet for Lixy, it all seemed to fade into silence. All that remained was her weapon and the devastation she was about to unleash.

"Prepare to fire," she murmured. Her voice was calm, as if submerged in the deep sea. Then, with a whisper, she added, "Standby…"

Through her scope, the flashing lights of the police cars grew terrifyingly clear. The outline of the bridge at the end of her vision sharpened. Lixy's focus intensified. In that moment, there was no debate in her mind about right or wrong—just a simple, primal thought:

"Anyone who tries to take my shot is wrong."

She took a deep breath, her finger brushing the trigger. Her pupils contracted slightly, and she began her countdown.

"Three…"

The police cars drew nearer in her scope.

"Two…"

The target was centered in the crosshairs.

"One…" Her gaze turned sharp, her voice cold as a judge pronouncing sentence. "Period."

The gunshot thundered like a storm breaking the night's calm. The scorching bullet tore through the darkness like a meteor, striking the bridge's support beam with pinpoint accuracy. A massive explosion erupted, flames shooting into the sky like a mushroom cloud, illuminating the night as if it were day.

The bridge collapsed in a symphony of destruction. The gaping chasm swallowed the pursuing vehicles like the maw of an abyss.

"Boom—boom!" The lead police cars shot over the edge of the broken bridge, tracing helpless arcs through the air before plunging into the dark, churning sea below. Their violent impacts were swallowed by the depths, leaving only ripples in the water.

The vehicles behind were struck by the shockwaves, flipping wildly through the air like torn paper before crashing back to the ground in explosions of fire. The flames consumed them whole.

Farther back, panicked drivers slammed on their brakes. But the high speeds left no room for escape. Cars collided in a chain reaction, crumpling like dominoes. The symphony of destruction was deafening—metal screeched as it tore apart, glass shattered in sharp bursts, and desperate screams mingled with the thunderous roar of explosions.

The night was lit by the flickering flames on the shattered bridge, casting their glow onto the restless waves below. It was as though the abyss itself was devouring every last piece of the disaster.

Lixy's breathing was uneven as her palm stayed pressed against her rifle. The heat from the barrel swirled in the night wind. She stared, entranced, at her handiwork. She had never seen destruction on such a scale before—an entire bridge destroyed, flames dancing, the sea wind howling, carrying the residual heat of the blast. Her heart pounded in her chest, a sensation she hadn't felt before. It was liberation, pure and raw. Years of suppressed emotions seemed to erupt with the explosion.

Unknowingly, a smile crept onto her face. It was her first smile—tinged with a hint of shyness and a faint sense of relief.

Kanto, without turning to look at her, could sense the subtle change in her demeanor through her movements and breathing. He smirked with a trace of approval.

"Job's done. Now sit back down, kid," he said.

Lixy didn't reply. She stowed her rifle, her gaze still lingering on the flickering flames of the collapsed bridge. Her smile carried a trace of pride, and perhaps a glimmer of hope for what lay ahead.

She moved with the grace of the wind, her short hair brushing against Kanto's back like soft feathers. As she adjusted her posture, balancing herself expertly, Kanto suddenly removed his helmet with a swift motion and shoved it onto Lixy's head.

"Put it on!" he barked, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Lixy froze, caught off guard. The helmet clanged against her head, and before she could protest, a deafening impact rang out.

Bang!

A bullet struck the helmet, denting the metal and scattering sparks and fragments of paint. Though the helmet absorbed the fatal blow, the sheer force left Lixy disoriented. Her ears rang, her vision blurred.

"A sniper?! The boss sensed that in time?" Lixy's mind reeled as the realization hit her.

Kanto, sensing the danger, narrowed his eyes. His gaze turned icy, sharp as a blade. While maneuvering the motorcycle with remarkable precision through the traffic, he scanned the sky, quickly locating the sniper.

A helicopter. No, several helicopters hovered above, their spotlights piercing the night like hunting falcons targeting prey.

Kanto's lips curled into a dangerous grin, his eyes bloodshot with fury. "You dare touch my little sister? Watch how I blow you to hell!"

With a roar, he accelerated the motorcycle, controlling its balance masterfully while pulling a rocket launcher from the bike's rear compartment. In mere seconds, the weapon was assembled and ready to fire.

Lixy stared in shock. Even in this life-threatening situation, Kanto operated with deadly precision. His unparalleled focus and skill left her in awe.

Without turning, Kanto barked, "Eat this—!"

The rocket launcher ignited with a blinding flash. The missile streaked through the air like an enraged dragon, detonating in the center of the helicopter formation.

Boom!

Explosions rippled across the sky, the helicopters erupting into fiery fragments. Flaming debris rained down like meteors, each impact sparking new chaos on the ground below.

Amid the destruction, Lixy gazed at Kanto, her heart pounding uncontrollably. He was chaos incarnate—a madman, fearless and wild, yet commanding and indomitable.

In that moment, Lixy felt something shift within her—a strange, unshakable admiration for this untamed force of nature.