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In the dimly lit safehouse of the Eastern District, Aaron sat before a worn wooden table, fingers tapping lightly on his terminal screen.
The neon lights outside flickered, their reflections wavering on the damp pavement. A faint, humid breeze seeped through the cracked window, carrying with it the scent of a restless city.
A $200 million bounty had driven the entire underworld into madness.
Aaron's lips pressed into a tight line, brows furrowed. His pulse was still racing—faster than usual.
He was no longer just a target. He was the target.
Every assassin, hacker, mercenary, and even corrupt government officials were now after him. The money was too good.
Even old allies… could turn against him.
Leaning back against the chair, Aaron inhaled deeply, forcing himself to steady his thoughts.
"Calm down… think…"
His mind raced, sifting through every weapon in his arsenal.
He wasn’t fighting alone. He had smart contracts. He had data.
And most importantly, he had allies who still believed in the decentralized world.
Aaron's fingers flew across the terminal, summoning his anonymous account.
[Command Executed: Shadow Contract – Final Protocol]
[Target: Dark Alliance Liquidity Pools]
[Automated Arbitrage: Engaged]
[On-Chain Anonymization: Running]
The plan was simple: use blockchain’s decentralization to turn the Dark Alliance’s own systems against them.
They had massive liquidity pools, but their Achilles' heel was dependency on smart contracts.
If he could exploit their arbitrage vulnerabilities, it would trigger a catastrophic chain reaction.
He was about to unleash a global arbitrage storm—a financial feeding frenzy that would devour the Dark Alliance’s reserves.
His eyes locked onto the screen.
Finger poised.
A single tap—
[Command Confirmed]
[Arbitrage Protocol Activated]
The entire blockchain shuddered.
Automated trading bots, private hedge funds, and decentralized exchanges exploded into action.
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Sensing an opportunity, countless traders rushed in, greed consuming them as they tore into the Dark Alliance’s liquidity.
Their transaction pools collapsed instantly.
Liquidity vanished.
Their exchange infrastructure fell into chaos.
Aaron smirked, eyes gleaming coldly.
"You want me dead? Then I'll take your empire down with me."
But just as the digital battlefield ignited—
BANG!
The door slammed open, nearly torn from its hinges.
A violent aura filled the room. They’d come for him.
Aaron flung himself backward, instinct kicking in. His fingers found the hilt of a short blade as he locked eyes with the intruders.
Two fully armed assassins stood at the entrance.
Their guns trained on him.
The air thickened—charged with the weight of impending death.
"Damn it, that was fast."
His mind spun.
Exit? None. The window was too high.
Weapons? A single knife. An unloaded pistol.
Enemies? Two. Professional. Fully equipped.
No hesitation.
Aaron’s fingers darted across the terminal, issuing a desperate command:
[Emergency Blockchain Bounty]
[Amount: $5 million USDT]
[Mission: Immediate Reinforcement]
Money spoke louder than bullets.
In an instant, the message spread like wildfire across the dark web.
Mercenaries, enforcers, rogue security teams—every criminal outfit within range saw the offer.
Now it was a matter of who got to him first.
"Come out. Don’t make this harder."
One of the assassins spoke, voice cold and composed. They were in no rush.
Aaron's fingers tightened around the knife.
Then—
He lunged.
Like a panther, he exploded forward.
The assassin flinched, gun tilting just slightly—
But that split-second was enough.
Aaron’s blade plunged into his shoulder, a spray of blood painting the floor.
A guttural scream.
A gunshot misfired.
Aaron drove his fist into the man's jaw—BAM!
The assassin crashed to the ground.
Without thinking, Aaron snatched his pistol, rolling to his feet—
BANG!
The second assassin collapsed, a hole between his eyes.
Blood pooled.
Silence.
Aaron stood there, chest heaving, hands stained crimson.
He had just… killed them.
His breath came in sharp, ragged gasps.
But he didn’t have the luxury of shock.
Because the hunt wasn’t over.
His eyes snapped to the terminal.
New messages flooded in.
[Dark Alliance Liquidity Crisis Confirmed]
[Exchange Systems in Meltdown]
[Underground Rumors: Dark Alliance Facing Unprecedented Financial Collapse]
A hollow chuckle escaped his lips.
He’d won the blockchain war.
But the real-world hunt was only just beginning.
Next Chapter: The Dark Alliance’s Ultimate Retaliation—Can Aaron Survive the Global Manhunt? The Final Battle Approaches!
