As soon as the Human Emperor Banner came out, I became the Lord of the Old Ones

Chapter 295 The fish is dead and the net is broken
"Very reasonable."

Hess Black immediately asked, "How much money do you need, cash or bank transfer? How can I give it to you?"

"Come on this."

Jean-Jacques sneered, "You know what I mean. I'm not asking for an exorbitant amount; I just want to take back what rightfully belongs to me—I discovered that Ancient Dragonstone vein, and I should also have a share of the Ancient Dragonstone coins extracted from it!"

"This is indeed your achievement, but the problem is that the vast majority of the Ancient Dragon Crystals have already been circulated through our top-secret network."

Hess Belad said without changing his expression, "I do have some stock on hand that I can give to you right away, but I'm afraid it won't be enough to satisfy your appetite."

"Hahaha!"

Jean-Jacques laughed exaggeratedly, “Do you think I would believe such nonsense? Don’t forget that I was the one who first discovered and conducted the initial survey of that vein, and I know better than anyone how much the expected reserves are.”

"As for how many Ancient Dragon Crystals you have traded through the secret network of the Golden Iris Entertainment Center over the years, I also have a ledger here with a dense record of it."

"Don't worry, I'm not greedy. I won't push things to the point where everyone has to fight to the death. I only want 50 million Ancient Dragon Crystals—I believe this amount will absolutely not harm your core business."

"As soon as I get this money, I will immediately fly away, change my appearance, and live in anonymity. I will forget everything about how you deliberately caused the mining accident that killed hundreds of miners, and all the filthy things you did through the Golden Iris Entertainment Center."

"I will burn all of these, including the ledgers that record your illegal transactions and all the video cards I obtained from the Golden Iris Entertainment Center, to prevent any future problems."

"So, what do you think? This deal is pretty reasonable, isn't it?"

Hess Belad paused for a moment.

"I do not understand what you are saying."

He was very cautious, trying not to give anyone too much away on the phone. "After all, we've worked together for a while. If you really encounter difficulties, I'm of course willing to help you out. But a total of fifty million rare crystal coins is not something that can be gathered in a short time. I need time."

You have 24 hours to prepare.

Jean-Jacques said, enunciating each word clearly, "If I don't see this clean, untraceable rare coin within twenty-four hours, then don't blame me for exposing a shocking scandal about you and the Belad family!"

"Don't get agitated. No matter how many misunderstandings you have about me and the BlackRock family, we can sit down and talk it over."

Hess Belad said, "If I do manage to gather the money, how can I get it out of the city and into your hands?"

"Let's talk about this once you've raised enough money!"

Jean-Jacques said, “Remember, don’t try anything funny. The initiative is on my side now. Although I have left Dawn City, I have left many eyes and ears in the city to keep a close watch on your every move!”

“I don’t care. Ever since you killed so many of my miners, I haven’t been able to sleep at night. I’m constantly living in fear. When I close my eyes, I can see those miners, their bodies torn to pieces, stretching out their blood-soaked hands and throwing themselves at me.”

"They clung to me like that, like melting wax, becoming my skin, seeping into my flesh, and relentlessly drilling and tearing into the depths of my soul."

"I know I've done too many bad things for you and learned too many secrets. My chances of surviving were already slim, let alone now that I'm being targeted by the Black Dream Organization. Heh, I'm prepared not to see the sun rise tomorrow morning. Death might be a relief for me."

"However, I don't want to die so easily, so quietly, so worthlessly, like those miners you killed, just a string of numbers that can be arbitrarily altered by anyone."

"Whoever wants me dead, I'll drag you and the entire Belad family down with me. It's that simple. Anyway, get your Ancient Dragon Crystals ready, and wait for my next call!"

The person on the other end slammed the phone down.

A sharp buzzing sound came from Hess Belad's ears.

He slumped back in the large, soft chair, expressionless, staring intently at the glaring, menacing bloodstains on the pristine white carpet for a long time.

His thick, forearm-like fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop. The hard, iron-like red bone wood tabletop was like tofu, and he tapped it with holes, quickly turning it into a beehive that would terrify anyone with trypophobia.

The cat-like subordinate reappeared, silently standing in front of him and nodding slightly.

Hess Belad let out a long sigh of relief, his taut, armor-like muscles relaxing slightly.

He took out a box of cigars from the drawer, pulled out one, and then took out a miniature guillotine-like cigar tongs. With a "snap," he ruthlessly cut off the cigar head.

"explain."

He looked at the cross-section of the cigar and gave his instructions succinctly.

"The results of tracking the signal indicate that Jean-Jacques did not escape Dawn City."

The cat-like subordinate said, "This is quite normal. Recently, the Black Dream Organization has intensified its infiltration of Dawn City, and Dawn City has correspondingly strengthened the management of personnel entering and leaving the city. In addition, with the riot that happened in the underground casino today, a large number of old monsters and end-stage patients of the Spirit Corruption Syndrome are wandering the streets."

"The authorities are concerned that this is a diversionary tactic by the Black Dream organization, attempting to launch a large-scale attack on Dawn City. Therefore, they have strengthened the control of several city gates and hidden entrances and exits. Jean-Jacques may find it difficult to find a way in and out of the city in such a hurry."

Hess Belad nodded.

With a "ding," the lighter was turned on.

His lighter is not only a handcrafted masterpiece, but also seals a remnant of an old soul. As the grinding wheel spins, the rune array is activated, and the flame is not in an ordinary form, but in a dancing fire elemental form, instantly igniting the cigar.

So, where exactly is our audacious little friend hiding?

Hess Belad asked with a smile.

"In the south of the city, specifically within the area surrounded by Heiluoke Street, Yuanwang Road, Fuxing Road and Tiehua Street."

The cat-like henchman said, "We traced his communications signal to this area, which has seven public phone booths and about fifteen public places, including bars and restaurants, where he could make calls."

"Time is of the essence, so we can only pinpoint this level of accuracy for now. If we have another three to four hours, we should be able to pinpoint the exact phone he was using."

"No need, he won't use this phone again next time."

Hess Belad waved his hand, "But he probably won't stray too far from this area—Dawn City is in chaos right now, and he's feeling guilty, so he won't dare to go too far from his safe house!"
"Immediately deploy manpower to surround this area, and simultaneously activate the 'Stinger Squad' to prepare for the elimination plan!"

(End of this chapter)