Chapter 600
In his panic, Jack turned his attention to his smartphone and was surprised to see that his ount,
Jack’s Quest for Truth, had been suspended. What was worse was that his ount wasn’t the only
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thing being boycotted. The public was reprimanding him as well.
Hatefulments filled the home page.
An influencer’s only source of ie would be cut off if he lost his fans, ounts, and viewership.
Nightshire Group operated in almost every major industry. Hence, Jack had lost his credibility in all of
those industries.
He couldn’t hold himself together anymore, and things got so bad that he couldn’t even sit right. The
guy fell right onto the floor.
Fortunately, he was still mentally strong enough to pull himself together. He recalled how the guy who
recruited him had transferred the money over.
That money should be enough for me to retire to the vige. Thank the heavens for it!
Jack’s eyes glowed. He turned on the e-wallet app and quickly tapped on the “ept” button to get the
money.
It was transferred instantly,
That finally calmed Jack down a little.
That was when Carter clicked on the remote control
once more to show everyone another list.
The only difference between the first and the second list he showed was that the names of the
recipients had changed. The list didn’t show the so-called victim’s name. Instead, it revealed the names
and online ount of various influencers.
Those very people were the same influencers who came uninvited.
Like the previous list, the second list also showed that Howard had transferred money to all of those
ounts.
Jack instantly paled over.
N-no!
Carter announced, “As you can see, some of the reporters have also epted bribes. Vin and I will
sue every one of them for defamation, and they will suffer the same consequences as those fake
victims.”
Jackpletely and utterly broke apart.
If he never epted the money, he would have one less criminal charge on his record, but he tapped
on that button just seconds ago.
Why? I came here in the name of justice, so how did things turn out this way?
Jack couldn’t catch his breath. His blood pressure got ahold of him, and he could taste something
metallic in
his throat. Urk! He suddenly vomited, and blood spurted out of his lips.
Unfortunately, no one pitied him. No one went to help him out, either.
Jack’srades were in a bad situation as well.
Some even tried to flee, but a hidden bodyguard would show up and keep them grounded before they
even stood up.
The other reporters stared in disgust.
They deserve it. F*cking assh*les!
Vinson scanned the crowd once more before he spoke in a rxed tone. “Oh, you guys demanded
concrete evidence, right? We have another one. Let us show you,” suggested Vinson.
Carter nodded and got a syringe out of his pocket.
A green liquid was resting inside the syringe.
The innocent reporters had no idea what that was, so curiosity and confusion filled their faces.
Howard, who had been kneeling and struggling, gave up on all hope upon seeing that. He closed his
eyes right away and looked like he was waiting for his sentence to be delivered.
“I’m guessing no one knows what this is, so please
allow me to exin,” said Carter, “This chemical has a very ancient name and is called Furious Devil. A
manufacturer in Manchernius created this by mixing venoms from the most poisonous snakes. Those
snakes are biologically altered, so even the smallest dosage of this poison is fatal.”
“Manchernius…”
The mere mention of the country’s name got the reporters’ eyes to bulge.
Chanaea had banned the import of all products manufactured in Manchernius, and the former was
especially strict about poison. Hence, the punishment for breaking thatw would be extremely severe.
Importing poison from Manchernius? Holy, this is a whole other level of crime! This is so much worse
than destructing others’ properties or spreading fake news. This will bring about the death penalty.
The guy in the wheelchair blurted, “That is what my brother injected me with!”