Delta: The First Person at the Peak

Chapter 243 Say Goodnight to This World, Bro!

The cheers at midnight hadn't subsided yet, and a sea of ​​balloons was still slowly rising in the night sky not far away. Countless arms holding up their phones formed a sea of ​​light, and everyone was immersed in the ecstasy of welcoming 2025. The festive atmosphere of the New Year's Eve celebration had reached its peak.

Unbeknownst to anyone, a public crisis, enough to ruin the entire celebration, was quietly brewing in the crowd.

But Jiang Feng saw it, and so did the young men around him.

"Holy crap, bro, are you crazy?" The guy from the couple next to them was the first to react and immediately reached out to stop him.

"Is this place allowed? Fireworks and firecrackers are banned throughout the entire West Lake area! With so many people, a spark could cause the balloon to explode!"

The boy shoved his hand away and rolled his eyes.

"Setting off fireworks to mark the New Year is no New Year's Eve."

He was a little excited. He realized that tens of thousands of people were gathered at the Lakeside Yintai shopping mall, yet not a single person set off fireworks. If he lit one, wouldn't he be the only one in the entire mall? How many people would turn their heads to look at him? Wouldn't that be the center of attention?

His outburst immediately drew the attention of the surrounding young people. The crowd that had been gathered to watch the fireworks turned their heads, and several people came over to try and persuade him.

"Dude, seriously, don't mess around. There are tens of thousands of people crowding the lakeside tonight. If you're going to use a Gatling gun in the crowd, you're just asking for trouble!"

"Yeah, the police are right there. If you set it on fire, you'll be taken away immediately. Spending New Year's Eve in jail? It can't be that bad, can it?"

"Even helium balloons pose a risk when exposed to Mars, let alone those mixed with hydrogen balloons. Look around, everyone's carrying balloons. If something happens, can you afford the consequences?"

"Oh my god, I'm so scared..."

Anyone who has taken a junior high school chemistry class knows how terrifying the consequences of touching it would be.

Whether or not they can shoulder the responsibility is none of your business!

"I was clearly trying to add some festive cheer to New Year's Eve, why are you all spoiling the fun?"

The boy was embarrassed when a group of his peers stopped him in public. Instead, he became even more defiant, raised the firework tube to the sky, and lit it directly.

"I absolutely have to order it today!"

Today's young people are civilized and well-mannered, but they lack a bit of courage.

Everyone knew what lighting this tube of fireworks meant, but no one dared to actually step forward and stop it.

Nobody wants to mess with this rude, clueless, and brainless teenager, lest they get themselves into trouble for nothing.

The orange flames suddenly shot up, almost igniting the firework's fuse. Several people nearby gasped in surprise, and a few girls who were close by shrank back in fright. The lively atmosphere instantly froze.

In that critical moment, a figure moved as fast as the wind and took a single step to reach the boy.

A gust of wind swept by, instantly extinguishing the flame. The next second, the boy's wrist, which was holding the lighter, was gripped tightly by a hand with distinct knuckles, rendering him unable to move an inch.

With no one else daring to make a move, Jiang Feng had no choice but to act.

You want to get a top-secret map of West Lake? Did you even ask me first?

Jiang Feng had indeed heard about this in his previous life.

In the original timeline, on New Year's Eve in 2025, at the Xizi Covered Bridge, someone lit Gatling gun fireworks in a dense crowd. Fortunately, no serious consequences occurred, and the person was subsequently taken away by the police.

Even so, Hangzhou immediately suspended its large-scale New Year's Eve countdown event after this incident, making the 25-26 New Year's Eve celebrations a laughing stock online.

It's already a stroke of luck that no accident occurred in my past life!

But in this life, he's transmigrated, and no one knows if it will trigger a butterfly effect. What if…

At this moment, tens of thousands of balloons are floating in the sky above West Lake. If even a few dozen illegally filled hydrogen balloons are mixed in, they will be ignited by sparks from fireworks. In addition, the seventy or eighty thousand people on site are all wearing the same synthetic fiber down jackets...

This will be an unprecedented fireworks display...

Once panic spreads, stampedes are inevitable.

From the Itaewon stampede tragedy in South Korea to the recent New Year's Eve tragedy on the Bund in Shanghai 14, these are wounds that a city can never erase.

You have to understand, the New Year's Eve celebrations on the Bund 14 years ago were incredibly lively and dazzling with lights...

For a public safety incident of this magnitude, not only local officials, but even those in charge of a region, would face serious accountability.

The leadership team in Hangzhou is already drenched in sweat.

"Wow, the wind god!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd recognized Jiang Feng, and a gasp of surprise instantly erupted around them.

As soon as he said that, all eyes that were already focused on him were fixed on him even more, and countless mobile phone cameras turned around to point at the center of this sudden situation.

Jiang Feng ignored the commotion around him and said with some helplessness:

"Dude, why won't you listen to my good advice?"

"You should thank everyone who stopped you. Endangering public safety by dangerous means carries a minimum sentence of three to ten years in prison. If that happens, your life will be ruined."

"You fucking let go!"

The boy's wrist was gripped so tightly it hurt, his face instantly turning a deep purplish-red. He struggled frantically for a couple of seconds but couldn't break free, so he immediately started cursing, spitting everywhere:

"What's it to you if I set off fireworks? Looking for a beating!"

Jiang Feng's tone was as cold as the winter wind on a West Lake night:

"What's it to me? If you light this in a crowd of tens of thousands of people, and it explodes, do you think you can escape?"

He glanced at the densely packed array of cell phones around him, the sound clearly entering each recording device:

"If you stop now, you'll only get a verbal warning at most. But if you actually do it, you'll spend the rest of your life in jail."

These words were said not only to the boy in question, but also to the entire internet.

He is a public figure with millions of fans, and his every move is under the camera. He must clearly explain the cause and effect to everyone.

But the boy was clearly blinded by alcohol and the embarrassment of being in public. He not only didn't listen to what was being said, but his eyes turned completely red.

He abruptly broke free from Jiang Feng's grasp, roared, threw the Gatling gun flare in his hand to the ground, and clenched his fist, aiming a powerful punch at Jiang Feng's face.

"Fuck your mother! You're asking for it, aren't you?!"

Jiang Feng reacted quickly, grabbing the wrist that was swinging at him with his other hand, without moving an inch.

"Everyone, look carefully, he made the first move."

He spoke calmly, turned to face everyone, and explained himself to the numerous cameras.

An Ke's heart leaped into her throat. Just as she was about to rush forward, Fang Ningxue gently pulled her back. Fang Ningxue held her phone steadily, the camera focused on the entire scene, recording every single moment the boy had made the first move. She whispered to An Ke:

"Don't panic, Jiang Feng knows what he's doing. We'll record all the evidence."

"You fucking..."

The boy cursed and broke free from Jiang Feng's grasp. He was now completely enraged and had lost his temper. With red eyes, he roared and charged forward again.

This time, Jiang Feng didn't hold back.

The first time is a warning; any further and you can only say goodnight.

To Jiang Feng, this level of attack seemed as slow as if it were playing in slow motion.

Even without formal combat training, his extreme reaction speed, dynamic vision, and the excellent physical qualities he "worked hard" to develop were more than enough to deal with such a fragile young man.

Jiang Feng easily dodged the fist by turning to the side. Before the boy could retract his hand, he accurately grabbed his wrist with his other hand, took a step forward, turned to the side to block his center of gravity, and suddenly exerted force from his waist and abdomen—the whole set of movements was completed in one go, without the slightest hesitation.

With a muffled thud, the boy was slammed to the ground by Jiang Feng's clean and swift over-the-shoulder throw.

The fall was so hard that the boy was instantly stunned. He lay on the ground for a long time, unable to recover. His cursing stopped abruptly, and all that remained were his gasps for breath, grimacing in pain.

The whole set of movements was smooth and quick, lasting less than three seconds, clean and neat, without even messing up the hairstyle.

The surrounding crowd erupted in thunderous applause and cheers, and all the cameras on their phones were pointed at Jiang Feng. The live stream room, which was originally broadcasting New Year's Eve, was already in an uproar.

Jiang Feng glanced down at the boy lying motionless on the ground, then looked up and scanned the surrounding cameras, adding in a frank tone:

"Everyone saw it. I was forced to retaliate, which is legitimate self-defense."

"Everyone must be my witness!"