213: Chapter 213: The Whole World Knows Now 213: Chapter 213: The Whole World Knows Now When the dozen or so gunmen stormed into the surveillance room, all they saw were seven corpses still bleeding and a control platform that had turned into a pile of wreckage with all screens blacked out.

As for Yusuf Zuck?

There was no sign of any living person here.

“Search…” Everyone was shouting something into their walkie-talkies, probably meaning to look for someone, and that’s when Yusuf Zuck was standing right in front of them.

A casino manager Yusuf had seen before walked in with a pistol in hand; his face so grim it was as if blood was about to drip from it, and then, roaring something hoarsely, everyone rushed out—following the manager as he too left.

Yusuf used to be an electrician, although an uncertified one, but with a few years of electrical repair experience under his belt, he knew exactly how to start a fire with electricity.

An electrical fire is one of the most terrifying kinds of flames because once it starts, the fire spreads quickly along the plastic conduit wrapping the wires.

You see, electrical conduits connect far and wide, so once an electrical fire starts, it will spread from one location to another very quickly.

As it travels fast through the wires, a house could burn down before the firefighters even arrive, because fires are breaking out everywhere.

Once everyone had gone out, Yusuf pulled out a length of the power cable he had ripped out and began to generate sparks with the positive and negative leads, sizzling as he went.

With the constant sparking between the two poles, the insulating layer began to char and smoke, finally producing open flame, which then spread along the wire into the walls.

Of course, to be safe, Yusuf took a lighter from a dead body and ignited the curtains in the surveillance room.

He was aware that such large public venues had fire suppression systems, and that once an open flame appeared, or sensors detected the flame, overhead sprinklers would activate.

But there was no helping it, the fire must burn.

Once it grew fierce enough, sprinklers would be ineffective.

By the time he left the surveillance room, the entire casino’s lights had started to flicker— this was a sign that the wiring inside the walls was burning and would soon cause a power outage.

“Pop pop pop pop pop—” After several flickers, the casino was plunged into darkness, with emergency lighting providing a faint glow.

Taking advantage of the moment of darkness, Yusuf sprinted down the stairs.

Two security guards were on their way up but were knocked down by his charge, falling to the ground and spitting blood.

Yusuf picked up a submachine gun, set it to burst fire, covered a radius of forty-five meters with his telekinesis, and began shooting to kill everyone within that distance.

Yes, although it was dark and the naked eye couldn’t see anyone, under the cover of his telekinesis, every shooter within forty-five meters would be hit between the eyes the moment he fired.

Indeed, he had begun a one-sided slaughter.

With super invisibility, god-like telekinetic abilities, the speed of a leopard, and the strength of a tiger, how could the ordinary gunmen, the ordinary people here possibly stand a chance against him?

In the darkness, gunfire was everywhere, but the ones falling were all security staff from the casino.

The manager too had died—Yusuf didn’t care whether he was a manager or not; anyone who entered his telekinetic range was doomed to be shot and fall.

Before long, amid the sound of gunfire, the casino began to billow with thick smoke, then more flames appeared.

The alarms continued to sound, overhead sprinklers started to spray water, but as the fire originated from within the walls, the sprinklers were of no use.

The sound of gunfire gradually subsided, the entire casino floor was like it had been rained upon, with bodies strewn all over the place.

As the black smoke began to sting people’s eyes, Yusuf picked up two magazines, found two knives, shouldered the gun, and ran out.

Outside the casino were crowds of people—tourists, tenants, gamblers, and some other security staff.

As Yusuf ran out, he saw that many windows of the large building were emitting black smoke, and people at the windows were screaming for help, crying out in horror!

“Damn, this is getting out of hand.” Yusuf did behind a quick sign of guilt and walked boldly through the crowd, heading for the next casino.

In the distance, fire trucks came blaring towards the scene, cars on the street stopped to watch the commotion, people began to offer aid, and calls were made to report terrorists.

Anyway, chaos reigned outside the Hilton Hotel.

Amidst the turmoil at the Hilton, Yusuf Zuck had already arrived at Golden Casino and entered its surveillance room in the same manner…

About two hours later, police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances littered the streets of Las Vegas, as local media received news of a massive terrorist attack.

Four hotel buildings caught fire, all initiated by electrical issues, and once the flames started, they were impossible to contain.

Hundreds of security personnel within the four casinos were killed by gunfire from the assailants.

Some said there were many terrorists, others said they saw none, and still others claimed there was only one, a young man with an Eastern face.

In short, everyone had something to say.

After the four casinos were set on fire and attacked, the rest of Las Vegas’s casinos shut their doors overnight and locked up tight.

The most anxious among them was Four Queens Casino, as anyone could guess the reason behind the fires at the four casinos.

Hours earlier, they had received a communication from Mexico stating that Yusuf Zuck had escaped and was planning to return to Las Vegas for retaliation; however, they had not taken it seriously.

They couldn’t just shut down every time someone wanted to retaliate against them, right?

Business had to go on as usual; they just needed to step up security.

But who could have imagined Yusuf Zuck’s revenge would come so swiftly and fiercely!

After Four Queens closed its doors, another Chinese woman arrived, accompanied by a dozen security personnel, and a sign out front said: Welcome Mr.

Yusuf Zuck for guidance, contact number XXX, Miss Xia, written in traditional characters.

However, having set four fires, Yusuf Zuck had no intention of visiting Four Queens Casino, for he had to leave.

On the morning of November 21st, while Yusuf Zuck huddled in the luggage compartment of a flight bound for the capital, The White House held its regular press meeting, where the spokesperson condemned the terrorist attack and asserted that they would bring the terrorist to justice, with all departments in action searching for his whereabouts.

The Las Vegas Gaming Guild provided detailed information on the terrorist: he was a Canadian national of Chinese descent, 25-year-old Yusuf Zuck, from Vancouver, Canada!

He was not from the Mainland, nor the small Chinese islands, nor Hong Kong nor Macau, but merely a Canadian of Chinese descent.

There were many people in the world named Yusuf Zuck, and though they might not amount to a thousand, there were definitely eight hundred.

The US officials acted with incredible efficiency and quickly determined that this Chinese-Canadian Yusuf Zuck had flown in from Mexico City, but he had no departure record and hadn’t flown to any other country.

That is to say, the terrorist had not left by air, or he might still be hiding in Las Vegas, or possibly escaped by car.

Before long, even the CIA was mobilized, searching everywhere for the Canadian-Chinese Yusuf Zuck!

Another point was that Yusuf Zuck’s fake passport photo appeared on the front pages of major news media around the world.

The Chinese domestic internet also featured an official US wanted poster, with Yusuf Zuck’s photo, but all passport texts in English.

The photo was crystal clear, and many people saw Yusuf Zuck’s face.

“Damn it, Zuck, have you gone mad!” Fleur Carson almost smashed the laptop in front of her in Vancouver, Canada.

Ember Vance and Miles O’Brien in the capital city, who were online in the middle of the night, as well as Jade Cooke browsing the news from his hospital bed, almost dropped their jaws in shock!