Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 355 [Another Hot Morning]

Early the next morning.

The weather returned to its original heat, as if the rain from last night had never fallen at all.

Then, the first piece of news to pierce this sweltering morning was—

Jesse is dead.

Who is Jesse?

Just hearing this name would leave most people completely baffled, but if you mention his surname, then many things become clear.

His last name is Erieman.

Jesse Elleman.

The second son of the Elliman family.

Last night, he also invited a large group of nobles from the capital to his house for a gathering, seemingly just to provoke Johnny Blackbird.

It's as if it's saying, "Come on, come and kill me."

In the end, nothing actually happened.

Johnny Blackbird turned his attention to assassinating the rest of the Elliman family last night, but failed.

Originally, all the major newspapers had prepared today's pages to ridicule and attack Johnny Blackbird.

After all, Johnny Blackbird has been in the business for so long and has almost no record of failure before. This time, his high-profile announcement of a murder, which failed, is enough to damage his reputation.

However, some well-informed people received new information just before the newspaper was sent out.

Jesse is dead.

This is different. This means that Johnny Blackbird's prophecy of killing someone was successful; he really did kill the nobleman whose surname contained the letter A.

Jesse Elleman.

The result was such a reversal that many newspapers were caught off guard, thus benefiting those who got the news earlier.

For example, Hlosh.

The Kingdom Deep Observer has once again become the best-selling newspaper in the capital.

Because it not only reported Jesse Ellison's death immediately, but also the progress of the port conflict, and even news from the Southern District.

Many people found it thrilling, realizing that so much had actually happened in what seemed like an ordinary night.

Besides Johnny Blackbird successfully killing someone again, the conflict in the port area has also come to a conclusion.

According to unreliable sources, a hurricane suddenly struck the sea last night, sweeping through the home of Sea King Lockerbie. Then, Sea King Lockerbie seemed to have realized something and actually came to the gate of the Sea God Cult before dawn.

It is said that he also carried a coffin with him.

It is also said that he was going to apologize.

That's where things stand for now, but it's already quite shocking.

That's Rocky the Sea King! He hasn't shown his face in years, not even during the most intense confrontation.

And now they've actually come to our door in person to apologize?

Many people have already flocked to the dock.

It would be a real shame to miss out on such a spectacle.

Others continued reading the newspapers to see what had happened in the South District.

That's breaking news too.

Old Man Shiwen of Little Ibia in the South District is dead.

Old Man Shiwen is indeed a very low-key person. For many years, he has almost always stayed in Little Ibia and never came out, so not many people have seen him. Most people would think he is an old man, maybe fat and bloated.

But his reputation remains.

He is even a kind of underground legend.

Many people have a mysterious curiosity about Ibia the Younger, which stems from him.

Therefore, his death also attracted a lot of attention.

Some people also keenly sensed the subtle connections between these events and vaguely deduced something.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

What has already happened cannot be changed.

Besides, newspapers are published to be read by people.

Ethan was reading the newspaper at that moment; the first fresh copy of the Kingdom Deep Observer was delivered to his breakfast table every day without fail.

Today's breakfast was plentiful, and all in Winston's style. Ethan ate very well; he was really hungry, having barely eaten anything when he got back last night. He took a shower and went to bed.

"Anya, how about we go back to Winster in a couple of days?"

As Ethan ate his seafood porridge, he looked at Anya, and the two seemed to be thinking the same thing.

"Then I'll make the arrangements."

Anya showed no signs of fatigue, even though she had a very difficult night.

"No, I'll let Palen make the arrangements. You should rest."

Everyone, take a break.

This summer in the capital is unbearable.

But for some, this is an even harder time.

Those were the henchmen of Aquaman Lockerbie.

They received the news suddenly that morning that their leader, the Sea King, had actually gone to the entrance of the Sea God Cult to apologize.

How can this be? !

They didn't do anything wrong.

It was the Sea God Cult who went too far first; they only retaliated at most.

Absolutely not.

What exactly is going on with the boss, Haiwang?

Even though everyone usually treats Aquaman with the utmost respect, they couldn't understand it at all, so they all gathered together, trying to persuade Aquaman to retract his idea.

Gradually, more and more people gathered and all arrived at the entrance of the Sea God Sect.

Along with them, the people from the Kingdom Protection Bureau were also under immense pressure.

Heisenberg was in charge of this matter, but he had to come to the port area before he could even clean up the mess in the southern district.

The time is 8:40 AM.

Heisenberg hadn't slept all night, and he dragged his slightly tired body to the scene.

At the entrance of the Sea God Cult, Sea King Rock bowed his head towards the gate, displaying a gesture of mourning.

Beside him lay an ornate coffin, the contents of which were unknown.

The people around the Sea King all looked anxious. It was obvious that no one wanted to see this scene. Many of them had made up their minds to do something before they came, but when they actually got there, no one dared to do anything and could only watch from afar.

This is the prestige that Aquaman Lockerbie has built up over the years.

Heisenberg had to part the crowd and come to Lockerbie's side.

"What are you doing here? Go back."

he whispered.

Lockeby simply shook his head.

"What happened last night... will be resolved, you don't need to do this."

Heisenberg was somewhat exhausted. So far, his superiors had not given any instructions, and he could only clean up messes everywhere.

“Go back, Heisenberg. I must do this today.”

Lockerbie's tone was calm.

"What exactly do you want to do? Do you even know what you're doing...?"

"I know."

Lockeby interrupted him.