Although they really wanted to see their bosses and leaders hung up like Christmas trees, they could only think about it; they couldn't actually let it happen!
Otherwise, if all the bosses and leaders died, wouldn't they lose their jobs?
And what does unemployment mean in America?
It means quickly falling below the survival line!
So, the moderators didn't dare to move and all went to ask their bosses for instructions.
While the moderators might not have known whose livestreams these were, those who had been paid by Drake in advance to help with promotion knew very well that these belonged to the boss of the Life Foundation.
Since the other party dared to hold the boss of the Life Foundation in his hand like a chick, they didn't dare to bet on whether he would actually hang them up too.
Therefore, they hurriedly ordered their moderation staff not to close the livestreams. As for violations, how could they be more important than their lives?
At worst, they would just pay some fines for the violations!
On the scene, Ned looked at the data and reported to Ryan, "Sir, all platform livestreams are normal and haven't been closed, and the number of online viewers is growing insanely!"
Ryan looked at the skyrocketing numbers, his eyes turning cold instead of happy. He sneered, "Heh, it seems many people are curious about the true identity of the Spider Family..."
"True, curiosity is normal. No one isn't curious, and I'm curious about many things too. But I don't want anyone to constantly cause trouble for me, the Spider Family, or even my loved ones because of that curiosity."
"So, today I plan to solve this problem once and for all."
"First..."
Holding Drake's head with one hand, Ryan suddenly grabbed his jaw with the other. With a squeeze and a tear, Drake's entire jaw, along with his tongue, was brutally ripped off.
"Wuuu wuuu wuuu!!!!"
Amidst Drake's painful whimpering, Ryan casually tossed away the crushed tongue he had violently torn out and said indifferently:
"I hope you can watch your mouths. I know some of you might have already investigated the true identities of the Spider Family members..."
"But I don't want to hear anything detrimental to the Spider Family from your mouths. Otherwise, he is the first to lose his tongue because of it, but he certainly won't be the last."
"Second..."
Crack— Sss—
Ryan forced Drake's hands together, crushing them inch by inch with his palms, before finally ripping both arms off from the sockets!
"I hope you can watch your hands. Don't reach out to people you shouldn't..."
"Especially those close to me. Otherwise, believe me, a quick death will be a luxury for you."
"Third..."
Ryan then grabbed Drake's legs, crushing them inch by inch before ripping them off from the roots as well!
"I hope you can watch your legs. Think twice before you act. Consider whether you can endure my revenge, and especially think about your families..."
"There's an old saying : 'While your parents are alive, do not travel far.' It means, as long as your parents are still around, don't think you can just run away and be done with it."
Ryan brought Drake, whom he had torn into a human swine, close to the camera.
At this moment, although Drake's jaw was completely torn away, revealing bloody gums, and blood continued to pour onto the ground from his severed limbs, he remained incredibly conscious because Ryan was keeping him alive with the Symbiote. Tears flowed continuously from his eyes, and his mind was on the verge of collapse from the agony.
Drake's wretched state caused not only the livestream audience to gasp in horror, but also those individuals and organizations who had already investigated Spider Monarch's true identity or even had action plans.
Most people and organizations instantly realized that Ryan was not someone to be trifled with and immediately canceled their plans and actions against the Spider Family!
A Superhero isn't scary, nor is a group of them. What's scary is a Superhero with no bottom line and no moral code!
"Finally..."
Rip—
Amidst a piercing and slow tearing sound, the gruesome Drake was gradually torn apart starting from his shoulders.
Accompanied by Drake's muffled screams, his limbless torso was actually torn in half!
The livestream audience could even see Drake's beating heart and writhing intestines inside!
The most terrifying thing was that even after being torn in half, Drake didn't die immediately. The mouth on the upper half was still moving, and his despairing eyes stared at the camera as if pleading with the audience for help... Ryan held the half of Drake connected to his head in front of him, locking eyes with the despairing gaze for a moment before turning back to the camera with a grin: "Finally, this is the ultimate end for those who ignore the aforementioned warnings!"
Bang—
Having said that, Ryan clenched his fingers, crushing Drake's head entirely and ending his suffering.
Behind him, the human-shaped 'fruits' hanging there also exploded one by one, blooming into bloody fireworks that served as the grand finale for the livestream!
As a piece of flesh splashed onto the lens, the terrifying livestream—which had only lasted a few minutes but felt like an eternity to the audience—finally shut down.
Ryan casually discarded Drake's mangled remains like trash and retracted the tentacles dancing wildly behind his back.
Then, step by step, he approached Gwen behind the camera, reached out to wipe a speck of blood from her face, picked her up with one arm, and looked toward the silent crowd of teachers and students below:
"Which one of you is the principal? I'm requesting a day off for Gwen Stacy. No problem, right?"
Everyone in the indoor basketball court turned their gaze toward a bald, fat white man.
The principal didn't dare object. He tremblingly raised his hand: "Re... Report, I... I have no problem. Also... thank you very much, Superhero, for saving us..."
Ryan smiled upon hearing this, and the overwhelming pressure radiating from him vanished at a visible rate. He shook his head at the terrified people below:
"I'm no Officer, so you don't need to raise your hand before answering my questions..."
"Also, I'm no hero. But you all, who managed to stay calm in such a dangerous situation without a single annoying scream—you are the true heroes!"
With that, Ryan leaped up with Gwen in his arms, crashed through the roof, and disappeared from the indoor basketball court.
Only after Ryan had been gone for a full minute did the long-suppressed cries and wails finally erupt from the basketball court.
It wasn't that they were staying calm like Ryan said; they were so utterly terrified that they couldn't even manage a scream!
It was only after Ryan left that they wept with relief!
It was so damn scary. They would rather have Terrorists keep pointing guns at them than experience that hellish arrival of a Superhero again!