Chapter 595: Chapter 594: Great Turmoil
Trish’s proposal made everyone brighten up.
Brown nodded in agreent and said, "In these past two days, we’ve taken over quite a few local gangs in Shanghai and it appears very impressive. However, relying on these to fend off Night Emperor’s revenge is far from enough. If we unite, even the assassination thods of the powerful Night Emperor couldn’t do anything to us."
Ghost Rope also nodded, but then shifted the conversation to the most crucial question: "Who will be the leader?"
Everyone’s faces showed a strange expression. They were all leaders of various forces, and it was unrealistic for them to submit to soone else.
Brown lit a cigarette, his face full of ruthlessness, and said, "Last ti, my bullet severely wounded Night Emperor, so I should be the leader."
"Heh."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ghost Rope sneered, "Little cowboy, don’t forget, my Ghost Rope also hit Night Emperor. If you can be the leader, why can’t I?"
"You all managed to hit Night Emperor only because of everyone joining together in the ambush!"
It was Cerro, the leader of the Viking Pirates, who was speaking. He was blowing on his large beard and glaring, full of dissatisfaction.
"Cerro is right; everyone contributed to the ambush on Night Emperor last ti. Moreover, my Black Evil Group suffered the most casualties, so I should be the leader!"
Augustine, the head of the Black Evil Group, also expressed his desire to fight for the leadership position.
The once silent room was now filled with the sounds of their quarrels.
By the end of the discussion, as no one was willing to yield, it seed the argunt was about to evolve into a duel.
Big-bearded Saul stood up, holding two giant axes, and shouted at Ghost Rope, "Baldy, you Germans are no good! Can’t even take a piss to see your own true nature!"
Ghost Rope whipped the long rope in the air, ready to strike: "Go fish in the Arctic, you stupid white pig!"
Seeing that the two were about to break into a big fight, Brown stood up and roared, "Stop it, both of you brainless idiots! Do you want to die from internal strife before Night Emperor even arrives!"
The deafening words cald both Ghost Rope and Cerro.
The two sat back down, and Ghost Rope, looking unnatural, said, "It’s impossible for this alliance to succeed, Trish. You’d better think of a more realistic plan."
A silent Trish’s eyes lit up, and he stood to say, "I have a brilliant idea. We could spread the news that Night Emperor is still alive..."
Before he finished speaking, Brown squinted his eyes, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips, "Night Emperor has been feared for three years, with his hands stained in blood. If his enemies know he’s still alive, he’ll be too busy to even deal with us!"
"Exactly!"
Trish smugly stroked his small mustache, "And during Night Emperor’s retirent, countless rising stars erged in the Dark World. For them, taking Night Emperor’s head is the best way to gain fa!"
"Faced with attacks from both newcors and old enemies, even if Night Emperor has imnse powers, he will be exhausted, with no ti to deal with us!"
Cerro’s eyes glead, and his beard jittered with excitent, "Amazing, Trish, your brain is filled with such devious ideas! Truly a remarkable genius!"
"Hahaha!"
Trish laughed wildly, very proudly said, "So, what does everyone think of my proposal!"
Without a doubt, everyone raised hands in agreent.
Trish, with a face full of cunning, said, "Now, everyone, use your own channels to spread the news."
...
After the eting ended, leaders from all sides quickly returned to their headquarters and urged their teams’ hackers to release the news with a reckless drive.
At exactly one o’clock in the morning, explosive news simultaneously dominated the headlines on various news sites on the dark web—"Night Emperor, the God of Slaughter, is not dead and is alive and well in Huaxia’s Shanghai!"
The appearance of this ssage made the previously silent dark web explode imdiately.
"Impossible! I saw a photo of Night Emperor’s corpse on the dark web, he can’t be alive!"
"Idiot, Night Emperor has a subordinate who is a famous hacker; that photo is fake, don’t you know!"
"How can the great Night Emperor be a Huaxia person? The physique of a yellow-skinned person is so weak, while Night Emperor’s strength is undeniably Invincible!"
"Heh, don’t make
laugh with your racial argunts!"
An anonymous user quickly posted a photo of Qin Hao with a caption: "This is a photo taken yesterday by a top hacker using satellite; dare you say this is not Night Emperor?"
The photo surfaced, and even those who were skeptical began to switch sides.
"It’s him! Even though Night Emperor never showed his face, as a fan, I can say for sure. Just from the body type, the person in the photo has an 80% similarity to him!"
"Moreover, Night Emperor’s Nightmare Squad seems to consist entirely of Huaxia People? Night Emperor is undoubtedly Huaxia!"
Upon identifying Qin Hao as Night Emperor, discussions about "Night Emperor" under various new posts reached new heights.
Among them, many people threatened to harm Night Emperor.
"My father was killed by Night Emperor, now that I’ve found him, I must have my revenge!"
"Many have died at Night Emperor’s hands, you’re just another notch. I’m a fan of Night Emperor, currently ranked twentieth on the Assassin List. To pay tribute to my idol, I’ve decided to kill him myself!"
It seed that the storm was not big enough; by five o’clock, a user with the ID nad Trish issued a bounty on Night Emperor. The reward reached a staggering twenty billion, the highest in nearly twenty years!
This bold move attracted many veterans from the Assassin List, vowing to take Night Emperor’s life and claim the fortune.
It can be said that with Qin Hao’s identity coming to light, the words "Night Emperor" have unshakeably seized the headlines of major news sections on the dark web.
The result was that assassins, bounty hunters, enemies, and newcors to the Dark World all announced their intention to hunt down Night Emperor. Their goal was simple, fa and money, or revenge.
Most of the discussions on the dark web were ceaselessly about Night Emperor.
anwhile, in many parts of reality, a select few began to stir prematurely.
Scotland, an ancient seaside castle.
The waves crashed angrily against the rocks, the sound of the massive tide resonating throughout the world.
In a dimly lit room inside the castle, a woman in a red evening gown walked toward a towering throne.
Her hair was golden, and her face was pale without a trace of blood. Judging by her face, she was undoubtedly a European beauty with a classical style.
On the low table in front of her was a laptop. The woman’s fingers, covered with white lace gloves, tapped on the keyboard. When she flipped to the photo of Qin Hao, the corners of her mouth curled, revealing two pearly white fangs.
"Oh, the man who destroyed my Blood Count Squad two years ago is still alive. I wonder what your blood tastes like?"
Her simple remark, if known in the outside world, would cause a massive commotion.
Because, the Bloody Queen who was renowned throughout Europe, after three years of seclusion, is finally leaving the Night Castle!
And it’s all for the blood of Night Emperor!
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