The Night Hunt: A Deadly Game Begins
The night was deep, and the air carried a faint moisture. Neon lights cast blurred reflections on the wet streets.
Aaron’s heart pounded as his pace quickened—he could feel the two men in black behind him closing in.
Their steps were steady, unhurried—like hunters who had already locked onto their prey.
He clenched the terminal in his pocket, his fingertips trembling—not just from tension, but from sheer rage.
The Dark Alliance’s financial hunt had finally spilled over from the blockchain into the real world.
His mind raced through possible escape routes, but right now, nothing mattered more than shaking off his pursuers.
A Chase Through the Streets: A Fight for Survival
In the next second, he spun sharply into a narrow alley, his feet pounding against the wet pavement as he sprinted.
His rapid breaths echoed in the tight space, heart thundering in his chest.
But the hunters behind him didn’t falter—they were still right on his heels.
Bang!
A bullet whizzed past his ear, smashing into the brick wall ahead, sending shards flying.
Aaron’s pupils shrank in shock, cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
They weren’t trying to capture him.
They were here to kill him.
The Dark Alliance had decided to erase him completely.
With a sharp roll, he ducked behind an abandoned truck, yanking out his terminal and typing furiously.
[Emergency Command: Black Market Mercenary Protection Protocol Activated]
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[Target Location: East District]
[Anonymous Bounty Sent]
His strategy was simple—fight fire with fire.
If money was the sharpest weapon, then in the blockchain world, no one could resist the lure of cryptocurrency.
The Hunters Become the Hunted: Black Market Rules
Meanwhile, in a hidden bar in the East District, a dozen tattooed mercenaries all received the same message.
They glanced at the bounty notification, their expressions turning sharp.
“Escort anonymous client to safety. Reward: 1 million USDT.”
One million. Instant payout. No risk. Anonymous transaction.
Within minutes, five black motorcycles roared to life, racing toward Aaron’s location.
Back in the alley, the two black-clad hunters scanned the shadows, exchanging a knowing glance.
“He won’t get far.”
“This area is already locked down.”
They raised their silenced pistols, aiming directly at the truck’s rear—
But then—
Boom!
A motorcycle burst out of the alley, ramming one of the hunters to the ground.
More figures emerged from the darkness, their weapons trained on the remaining target.
The mercenary leader took a drag of his cigarette, exhaling slowly. His voice was casual but laced with menace.
“Well, well. It’s not every day you see Dark Alliance goons all alone.”
The black-clad hunter’s eyes narrowed, sweat beading on his forehead.
He knew—mercenaries didn’t have allegiances. They only answered to money.
And right now, money was on Aaron’s side.
Escape to the Unknown: A Moment’s Respite
Aaron was shoved into a black SUV as it sped through the neon-lit streets.
He leaned back in his seat, chest heaving, his shirt drenched in sweat.
“You’re a clever one.” The mercenary leader cast him a sideways glance. “But I gotta ask—why’s the Dark Alliance putting a billion-dollar hit on your head?”
Aaron exhaled slowly, steadying his pulse. After a moment, he opened his eyes—dark and unreadable.
“Because I destroyed their financial empire.”
His voice was quiet, but every word carried a dangerous weight.
The mercenary leader blinked—then let out a bark of laughter.
“Hah! Now that’s interesting.”
He licked his lips, his gaze alight with amusement.
“I like working with people who make things exciting.”
Aaron didn’t respond. His eyes remained fixed on the city lights streaking past the window, cold and calculating.
This was just the beginning.
What started as a financial war on the blockchain had escalated into a deadly game of survival in the real world.
But the rules?
The rules were his to rewrite.
The Game Upgrades: No Way Out
Meanwhile, at the Dark Alliance’s headquarters—
Snyder watched the security feed, his face dark with fury.
His hands curled into fists as he stared at the screen showing Aaron’s escape.
“That bastard… He slipped through our fingers again!”
Wolfman swirled the wine in his glass, his gaze unreadable.
“It seems we underestimated him.”
He set the glass down, fingers tapping against his terminal.
[Full Blockchain Account Lockdown]
[Bounty Doubled: 2 Billion USD]
[Hunting Game: Upgraded]
In the next instant, underground networks worldwide erupted in chaos.
The greatest bounty in history had just been set.
Aaron’s escape was far from over.
His deadliest battle was only just beginning.