When the Speakers Blast, the Firepower Soars

Two in the morning. A convenience store.

“Hand over the money!” A fire-wielding esper conjured a basketball-sized fireball in his hand.

Lin Xiang sighed and pulled an AK-47 from under the counter.

“Wait, where did you get, ”

Gunfire drowned out the question.

Then the convenience store’s speakers automatically started playing “It’s My Life.”

Lin Xiang looked at the smoking barrel. “Well, would you look at that.”