Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 309 [The Chief of the Eternal Night]

That afternoon, something happened on Garrett Street that was neither too big nor too small.

A shootout occurred at a Gold Coast hotel.

Two illegal immigrants and several gang members died.

The police were too lazy to investigate, because people were dying every day, mostly illegal immigrants, and gangsters were insignificant.

However, it caused a huge uproar in the underground world.

After all, the person who died was one of Aquaman Lockerbie's men, and even if he wasn't ranked very high, it was still an absolute provocation.

In particular, the murderer turned out to be a former ally.

It's important to know that a strict hierarchical order exists even in the underground world of the capital.

For many years, local gangs have held the highest position, a position that is unshakeable.

It is bloodline, and power and position built upon a massive number of human lives.

Old World immigrant gangs have always been at the bottom of the hierarchy.

Even though they've been struggling for the past two years, they've only barely caught up with the capital's mafia.

In the past, local gangs always looked down on these Old World immigrant gangs, crushing them in deals and negotiations with an air of superiority.

If any act of subversion occurs, full-scale retaliation will inevitably follow.

However, perhaps because there have been too many bloody lessons, or perhaps because the Old World immigrant gangs have been sensible enough, there haven't been any conflicts for a long time.

This time, it wasn't just a conflict; it was blatant murder, and it happened on their own turf.

This is a serious challenge to Aquaman Lockerbie.

We must retaliate.

So, shortly after the shootout, Aquaman Lockerby had already gathered his forces and arrived at Garrett Street, surrounding the walls that separated the southeast and south districts, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Dark clouds loomed over Little Ibiali, and no one knew why this had happened.

An air of conspiracy permeated the air, but what had already happened was beyond explanation.

War is about to break out.

On another street not far from Garrett Street, in an ordinary restaurant.

A boy of about ten years old was frantically drinking iced grape juice, waving to the waiter as he drank, "Another one, another one!"

There were already five empty cups in front of him.

"Alright, that's enough. If you drink any more, you'll probably burst."

Aaron, who was sitting opposite the boy, couldn't help but speak up.

"Never mind that, I just want to drink. I'm so thirsty and so hot. You have no idea how stuffy it was in that storage room. I almost fainted."

The boy was breathing heavily, as if he had endless heat emanating from his body.

"Well done!"

Aaron didn't stop him and lit a cigarette for himself.

"Of course, who am I? I am Kronzo. There is nothing I cannot do."

The boy, who was only a teenager, looked arrogant and stretched out a hand as he watched Aaron smoke.

"Give me one too."

"Little brat, do you know how to smoke?"

Aaron chuckled dismissively, but still handed him one.

"Who are you calling a little kid? I'm almost sixteen."

Krenzo was unconvinced, but he still lit a cigarette, took Aaron's match, and lit it for himself.

Aaron shook his head, exhaled a puff of smoke, looked out the window at the busy law enforcement officers, and then glanced casually at the kid in front of him.

It really is a feeling of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, deep emotion/reflection).

Even a little devil can be this amazing.

However, he's no wonder Ethan chose him. At first, he thought he was just someone with connections, but who would have thought this kid actually has some talent.

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It's also in the South District.

Ethan's residence, however, was a completely different world from Garrett Street.

Despite the same heat.

Ethan has iced coffee and a refrigeration machine.

This refrigeration machine is a new product from a company in Wangdu. Ethan was feeling unbearably hot these past few days, so he asked Anya to find it for him. Incidentally, he also developed some investment intentions.

Although this thing is not as good as the air conditioner in his previous life, it can still dissipate heat, and he thinks that many people in the capital should need it now.

Sipping his iced coffee, Ethan listened as John Holt recounted the day's business.

John Holt has been working hard these days. When Ethan had his accident, he was also busy helping to maintain Ethan's business in the capital. He can be said to have been very dedicated.

So Ethan was quite satisfied with him; basically, he could now be considered one of his own.

"We've discussed quite a bit of business in the South District these past few days. However, according to you, most of those things still belong to the Martino family. For us, it still lacks some substantial assets, doesn't it...?"

While John Holt is trustworthy, he is not yet a core member, and there are certain things he cannot reveal, such as the Dark Savior.

"So what do you want?" Ethan naturally understood what he meant.

“Actually, there’s a really nice piece of land in the South District, Little Ibia.” John Holt’s eyes gleamed with greed.

"Little Ibia? Soon."

"Really?"

John Holt was a little excited.

Ethan nodded.

He knew everything that had happened on Garrett Street that day.

This was precisely the offensive he launched.

Everything, including Cruz's actions, was under his control.

He needed some capable subordinates, so he transferred a group of new people from Winston.

Among them were Kronzo and Aaron.

Krenzo is indeed worthy of Ethan's favor; he has great potential and awakened his true name as a thug at such a young age.

To encourage him and to completely accept him as a disciple, Ethan gave him the new real name, Black Butler.

This is also his biggest advantage in being able to succeed in his actions today.

As for Anya and her group, there has also been new progress.

Ethan still gained a lot during the typhoon night, especially afterward when Vasini brought him a large number of believers, which made his reputation as the true god grow rapidly.

Although it's not time for the transformation yet, the new branch's true name has already appeared; it's an evolved version of the Crimson Servant.

Chief of Eternal Night.

The first chief of the Eternal Night was naturally Anya.

It could be said that it was her advancement that led to the change in Ethan's branch name.

After she fired those three shots in Golden Square, she transformed.

Ethan's transformation didn't stop there; after gaining more faith power, his control over his followers and his true name became even stronger.

Just like when Krenzo was carrying out his mission today, Ethan was actually able to watch him act the whole time.

And, when necessary, give him some help that he may not even realize.

If possible, Ethan could even take over Krenzo's body directly in a short period of time.

It seems that Ethan has taken another step closer to the concept of God.

(End of this chapter)