Chapter 677
Meanwhile...
John carefully took out his phone and dialed the phone number of his ‘boss’.
He managed to escape certain doom by sneaking out of the building just before Mance was arrested.
“Boss, I have bad news,” he said into the phone.
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He told his ‘boss’ about the failure of their attempt to squeeze Linton Group out of the market, as well
as Mance’s arrest.
The ‘boss’ flew into a rage the moment he heard his words. “Imbeciles! My n was perfect, and that
b*stard just had to ruin it! What General North? What mercenary? He’s digging his own grave! I
invested twenty years of my time into Mance, and this is all he could do? Looks like I’ve overestimated
him!”
John sighed. “Mance is just too eager to prove himself. Killing couldn’t satisfy him, so he invited
General North and recruited the mercenary for his mind games. What should we do next, Boss?”
“Let’s execute our ns for the underworld,” the ‘boss’ said coldly.
“Who can we send for this mission, may I ask?” John questioned.
The ‘boss’ went silent all of sudden.
Zeke had disposed of all his contacts in Rivermouth.
First it was Logan and Jacob Hugh, then it was Wilson Wood and Harvey Hoffman.
Even Hades and Eclipse betrayed him in the end.
There was no one left besides John.
The ‘boss’ began to fear for his life when that thought urred to him.
In fact, he began to feel threatened.
“Looks like we’ve been underestimating this Zeke Williams guy. I don’t remember thest time I’ve felt
so threatened! John, listen up! You shall be in charge of the underworld attack n. I forbid you from
failing!”
“Yes, Boss!” John hurriedly said.
“Also, get rid of Jeffrey Huckermann for me. Don’t let Zeke Williams cure him!”
“Understood,” John replied. “Oh, Boss, what about Mance Raider?”
“Hmph! He’s just a stupid mule. Why care about him?” the ‘boss’ huffed. “Besides, I can’t save him
from his own stupidity! What made him think it was a good idea to get someone to impersonate
General North?”
“Yes, Boss, I understand,” John answered apprehensively.
He struggled to collect his thoughts after hanging up.
Mance was the godson of his boss, and yet he had just abandoned Mance without batting an eye.
What would happen to me if I failed?
Working for that man was like walking on a tightrope.
If he failed, the ‘boss’ would definitely be after his blood.
John told himself that he would not fail. After all, his ‘boss’ had brought in his elite forces from Eastend.
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Linton Group was the talk of the town.
With the entire Rivermouth supporting them, shareholders flocked to them the moment they entered
the market.
Their stock prices rose to the limit and stayed there for a long time.
The worth of Linton Group doubled as they managed to squeeze into the ranks of the top ten
corporations in Rivermouth, and the whole of Eurasia took notice of them.
However, with the praise came jealousy and hate, and a rumor began to spread amongst the
communities as Linton Group continued to prosper.
ording to the rumor, the rise of Linton Group had gotten in the way of a certain tycoon, who decided
to take revenge against Zeke Williams, one of the leaders of Linton Group.
He had his eyes set on destroying the underworld forces of Rivermouth.
Rivermouth’s economy had been stable for decades, hence the copse of the underworld would be a
blow to the delicate bnce that Rivermouth had been maintaining. It would be devastating to the
community as well.
Soon, the rumor had spread to every corner of Rivermouth, and the people of Rivermouth began to live
in fear.
Many small and medium enterprises began to exit the Rivermouth market in a bid to protect
themselves.
After some time, the fifty million residents of Rivermouth decided that they had had enough, and they
started a movement to call for peace and protection from harm.
Atst, the Rivermouth branch of the Martial Arts Association of Eurasia announced that they had
contacted Barnaby ymoore, a martial arts master from North Hampton to station himself at
Rivermouth and defend the people from the enemies.