ωα ④④ ⑦⑨④⑥ ⑥④⑦⑥②⑥
The Night Cloaks the City: The Hunter Strikes Back
Neon lights cast a faint glow on Aaron’s pale face as he stood atop a high-rise, overlooking the dazzling metropolis below. The air carried the dampness of the recent rain, but his heartbeat pounded like a war drum.
It was time to act.
His terminal screen flickered, displaying the core accounts of the Dark Alliance:
[Target: Dark Alliance Main Account]
[Account Balance: $25.6 Billion]
[Executing Contract: On-Chain Financial Storm]
[Status: In Progress…]
Aaron took a deep breath. His fingers trembled slightly, but his eyes were resolute.
This time, he wouldn’t run.
The $3 billion bounty had ignited a global frenzy. Assassins, hackers, mercenaries—every predator in the shadows had set their sights on him.
If he didn’t strike first, he would be cornered and slaughtered.
Tactical Financial Warfare: The Ultimate Sniper Shot!
His fingers danced across the terminal, executing a cascade of smart contract commands:
[Executing Contract: Fund Diversion]
[Target Accounts: Dark Alliance Shell Companies]
[Status: In Progress…]
[Executing Contract: Liquidity Drain]
[Target Account: Dark Alliance Treasury]
[Status: In Progress…]
Beep—
A new notification popped up:
[Dark Alliance Core Account Liquidity Down 25%]
[Funds Successfully Transferred to Anonymous Wallets]
Success!
A cold smirk touched Aaron’s lips. His plan was working.
The Dark Alliance thrived on black market trades and underground money laundering, all dependent on blockchain liquidity. If he crippled their cash flow, their empire would collapse.
But then—
Beep—
ALERT!
[Warning: Dark Alliance Detected Anomalies!]
Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author's preferred platform and support their work!
[Executing Emergency Countermeasure Contract]
[Target: Freeze Aaron’s Assets]
They were fighting back!
Cyberattack Countdown: Life or Death!
Aaron’s heart pounded as he attempted to retract some funds. The screen flashed with a relentless barrage of messages:
[Transaction Failed]
[Reason: Target Account Frozen]
“Damn it!”
His teeth clenched. The Dark Alliance’s hackers had infiltrated the chain’s governance mechanisms, launching a smart contract assault to lock him out of the digital world.
If his funds remained frozen, he would become prey—helpless and exposed.
He had no choice but to execute his contingency plan.
[Executing Contract: Ghost Transaction Protocol]
[Target Account: Anonymous Wallet 0x7F6D…]
[Status: Processing…]
Beep—
Ten seconds later—
[SUCCESS!]
[Funds Successfully Transferred to Anonymous Wallets]
He had won!
The Dark Alliance’s freeze order was too late—his core assets were already distributed across thousands of untraceable wallets, vanishing into the vast ocean of blockchain anonymity.
He wasn’t just defending himself.
He was laying a trap.
The Hunt Begins: A Battle for Survival!
As Aaron completed the final transaction, his instincts flared. A shadow flickered at the rooftop entrance.
An assassin!
Without hesitation, he rolled backward—
SHNK!
A gleaming combat knife stabbed into the spot where he had just stood.
A low chuckle echoed. “Clever. But do you really think you can escape?”
Aaron’s pulse pounded. Cold sweat dripped from his brow.
He had been too focused on the digital battlefield—he had forgotten about the real one!
The assassin lunged, blade flashing under the neon glow. There was no time to react!
Aaron’s mind raced. He feinted low, sweeping a kick toward the assassin’s knee—
But the killer was faster. Dodging effortlessly, he countered with a brutal palm strike to Aaron’s chest!
THUD!
Pain exploded through Aaron’s ribs. He staggered, his vision blurring, blood rising in his throat.
No mercy.
The assassin’s knife whistled through the air, aiming straight for his throat!
Life or Death—A Split-Second Decision!
But Aaron’s eyes held no fear—only icy precision.
Just before impact, his hand shot up—his terminal flared, releasing a blinding white pulse!
ZZZT!
An electromagnetic surge burst forth.
The assassin’s cybernetic targeting system glitched!
A fatal opening!
Aaron clenched his fist and drove it into the assassin’s temple!
CRACK!
The assassin grunted, stumbling.
Aaron seized the moment, twisted his arm, and—
SLASH!
The assassin’s own knife plunged into his chest.
A violent tremor ran through the killer’s body. His eyes widened in disbelief. Lips trembled—
But no words came.
Aaron yanked the knife free. Blood sprayed.
The body collapsed.
His heart hammered in his chest. His breath came in ragged gasps.
And in that moment, he understood—
In this world, only the true hunters survive.
The End of the Dark Alliance: The Storm Has Arrived!
Lifting his terminal, the screen displayed the final notification:
[Dark Alliance Account Balance: $0]
[All Funds Successfully Diverted to Anonymous Wallets]
Aaron exhaled sharply, wiping the blood from his lips. A cold whisper escaped his lips:
“Your hunting game… is over.”
The Dark Alliance had fallen.
With their financial lifeline severed, their empire crumbled into dust.
Aaron had won.
But he knew… this was only the beginning.
Next Chapter Preview: The Dark Alliance remnants refuse to accept defeat. The bounty escalates. And a mysterious, legendary figure emerges from the shadows… Can Aaron survive the coming storm?
