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  Dark Alliance Headquarters, Hidden on a Private Mediterranean Island

  On the massive metal screen, numbers flickered chaotically. Red alarms blared through the hall as the wealth curve nosedived.

  “Liquidity has dropped below 30%!”

  “Arbitrage bots are continuously draining the funds!”

  “BitEth Exchange has suspended all USDT conversions!”

  Urgent reports exploded across the command center—each one a direct blow to the Dark Alliance.

  At the center of the room, Snyder slammed his fist onto the table, roaring,

  “Can someone tell me WHO DID THIS?!”

  His face was twisted with rage, eyes bloodshot. He couldn’t believe it—overnight, their once-mighty blockchain empire had been thrown into chaos by a single rogue operator.

  Standing beside him, Wolfman took a slow sip of his drink and spoke in a deep voice,

  “We’ve identified the culprit. It’s Aaron. He used arbitrage contracts to leverage the entire liquidity pool.”

  “Aaron…”

  Snyder’s eyes burned with killing intent, his face darkening like a brewing storm.

  Slowly, he stepped to the control panel, fingers flying over the keys before slamming a blood-red button.

  [Dark Hunt Order: Global Execution]

  [Target: Aaron]

  [Bounty Increased: $500 Million]

  [Open Free Hunt Access]

  BOOM!

  The dark web erupted into chaos.

  A $500 million bounty—enough to send assassins, mercenaries, spies, and even government factions into a frenzy.

  The world’s underground forces, black-market soldiers, and power-hungry institutions all turned their eyes to a single prey.

  Aaron stood on the rooftop of an apartment building, gazing down at the glowing city below.

  The night breeze ruffled his coat. The streets were still alive with traffic, as if nothing had changed.

  But he knew better.

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  From this moment on, the entire world would be against him.

  His terminal beeped.

  [Dark Hunt Order Issued]

  [Current Bounty: $500 Million]

  [Global Free Hunt Access Activated]

  Aaron’s stomach twisted. His fingers trembled slightly.

  He had never seen a bounty this high. This was no longer just a black-market contract—this was a worldwide execution order.

  He had to leave the country. Now.

  Just as he plotted his next move, his screen flashed with an urgent warning.

  [WARNING: Hack Detected!]

  [Your Identity Data Has Been Leaked!]

  [Current Location: South District, Apartment Rooftop]

  What?!

  Aaron’s pupils shrank. His breath hitched.

  The Dark Alliance had deployed their deadliest weapon—on-chain identity tracking.

  They had found his real identity. They had his live location.

  The distant whir of helicopter blades cut through the night. Blinding floodlights swept over the rooftop.

  A booming voice echoed through the air, “Aaron! You have nowhere to run!”

  The roar of armed helicopters filled the sky. From above, dozens of black-clad soldiers rappelled down, automatic rifles aimed at him.

  His heartbeat pounded in his ears.

  He was completely surrounded.

  No time to hesitate!

  Aaron took a deep breath, his fingers flying across his terminal.

  [Emergency Command: Deploy AI Fog Contract]

  [Target: Current Coordinates—Initiate Signal Disruption]

  A burst of blue light radiated from his terminal, spreading across the rooftop.

  Instantly, the soldiers' electronic devices malfunctioned. Their gun scopes glitched, communication channels cut off, and targeting systems spiraled into chaos.

  “Damn it! Signal disruption! Target is on the move!”

  The commander’s furious voice rang out. But Aaron had already launched himself toward the rooftop’s edge.

  BANG! BANG! BANG!

  Bullets sliced through the air, grazing his shoulder. A searing pain burned through his flesh.

  But he didn’t stop.

  With a final push, he leapt—

  His body cut through the night sky, arms spread like an eagle. His eyes locked onto the building across.

  CRASH!

  Glass shattered as he smashed through a window, rolling onto the floor. Agony shot through his limbs, but he clenched his teeth and forced himself up.

  Behind him, the soldiers had already begun their pursuit.

  Aaron sprinted toward the emergency stairwell, racing down.

  If he didn’t escape before they restored communications—he was dead.

  As he fled, his terminal flashed.

  A familiar code name appeared on the screen.

  [L.S.: You’re still alive?]

  Aaron’s breath caught. His heartbeat surged.

  L.S… An old friend. One of the most elusive blockchain hackers in the underground.

  His fingers flew over the keys.

  [A: I need an exit. Now.]

  [L.S.: East Dock. Five minutes. An unmanned speedboat will be waiting.]

  Aaron stared at the message. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths.

  Five minutes.

  In five minutes, he might survive.

  His jaw tightened. His eyes hardened.

  No turning back.

  He would fight his way out—or die trying.