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"Alright, since no one has any objections to me, please find someone to drag Michael's stinking corpse out of here. I don't want to see him anymore."
The people present pointed at a shorter individual and said, "Mossel, I heard you were the closest to Michael, childhood friends who grew up together. Now that he's in my hands, you remain indifferent. I'm really curious if you truly don't care or if you're just waiting for a chance to take revenge for him."
"Night Leader..." Mossel frowned.
Night Peak calmly corrected him, "We are now a branch of the Dragon Soul Gang, so please refer to me as Hall Master, not gang leader. Do you want me to become a traitor?"
"No, no, Hall Master, you misunderstood." Mossel trembled slightly and waved his hand. "I do have some ties with Michael, but he tried to usurp the position of the gang leader... Hall Master. He deserved to die, and I don't feel sorry for him. Naturally, I won't seek revenge against you for someone who deserved it."
"Heh heh, from your words, it seems you're quite loyal to me." A sinister smile appeared on Night Peak's face as he pulled out a dagger from his waist and threw it on the ground. "Prove your loyalty by cutting off Michael's fingers in front of me and then swallowing them!"
As soon as Night Peak spoke, not only Mossel, but everyone present was shocked. This was too bloody; even if Michael was dead, forcing someone to swallow his fingers was unreasonable. Not only would Michael be unable to do it, but they also couldn't manage it themselves; this was simply a setup!
"Hall Master, he's already dead. What do you mean by this? Eating a dead man's fingers is too disgusting; who could possibly do that?" Mossel shook his head vigorously and said, "I am absolutely loyal to you, but I will not eat those fingers!"
"Heh heh, who can do it?" Night Peak sneered. "I can!"
The crowd erupted into chaos again, discussing what Night Peak was trying to achieve. No one understood; now that Michael was dead and given Mossel's timid nature, he wouldn't even be able to protect himself, let alone seek revenge for Michael. What Night Peak was doing seemed excessive!
However, Night Peak did not think it was excessive. On the surface, with Michael dead, everyone showed him respect. But he understood that secretly there were still those who were unconvinced. If he didn't establish a terrifying image today, there could very well be a second Michael.
Having followed Lord Qian for many years, he understood how treacherous people's hearts could be. If he didn't establish his own authority, he would find himself in danger every day from those plotting against him. Therefore, this time, Night Peak had to make an impression on those restless individuals.
"Hall Master, with Michael dead, no one poses any threat to you. What is the meaning of this? It sends chills down our spines, let alone swallowing his fingers."
An elder from the Giant Bear Hall, Jordis, spoke up. He disliked scheming and preferred to avoid conflict. Thus, among the members of the Grizzly Bear Gang, he was the only elder still alive; others had either been eliminated during power struggles or killed by enemies.
Knowing his stance was neutral, Night Peak recognized that while everyone else praised Michael, Jordis remained silent—neither supporting Michael nor helping him—indicating he was observing the situation.
"Yes, I know that no one poses any threat to me now. It's just that I have a personal preference for eating dead men's fingers. Heh heh, now that there's a ready corpse before me, it would be wasteful not to eat."
Ignoring the disgusted looks around him, Night Peak picked up the dagger from the ground and squatted beside Michael. He pressed down on Michael's hand and swiftly chopped off all five fingers without hesitation. Without thinking twice, he grabbed the bloodied fingers and put them in his mouth before starting to chew.
In that moment, Night Peak resembled a devil from hell as he chewed on the five fingers with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. The members of the Giant Bear Hall felt chills run down their spines; some even began retching at the sight.
"The taste of this finger is really strange, it seems to be soaked in blood, making me feel a bit nauseous." Night Peak chewed through five fingers before swallowing them whole, reaching out to pick at his teeth, revealing a mouthful of crimson teeth, his grin truly sinister.
Jordis shook his head helplessly and waved his hand, saying, "Hey, get someone to dispose of Michael's body. We don't want the police finding any evidence; we don't want to deal with trouble right now!"
Upon hearing Jordis's words, one of the underlings stepped forward, intending to drag Michael's body away. Night Peak stopped him, saying, "Wait!"
"Night Hall Master, what do you mean?" Jordis frowned and asked. The man is dead, and he has already swallowed the fingers; does he intend to blow up the whole body and eat it?
"I suddenly thought of a better way to deal with Michael's body," Night Peak said with a wicked smile. "Jordis, old senior, I believe you know about the entertainment industry under the Frank Family after so many years in this business?"
"As a leader, I naturally know about matters concerning power. The Frank Family is quite large and is considered the biggest criminal force in Y Country. They have connections with legitimate businesses and operate in both the black and white markets. As far as I know, the Frank Family has a total of one hundred thirty entertainment establishments of varying sizes, with the most prosperous being the Fortune Source casino."
Jordis frowned, somewhat puzzled. "I wonder why Night Hall Master suddenly mentioned the Frank Family?"
"To inform you all, I have received orders from Shura, the leader of the Dragon Soul Gang. Our next move is to deal with the Frank Family!" Night Peak's eyes gleamed with determination.
"This... The Frank Family is not some small force. What capability does our little Giant Bear Hall have to confront them?" Jordis shook his head in disagreement. "This is simply like hitting a rock with an egg; it's reckless. I do not agree to confront the Frank Family."
"Jordis, old senior, this is an order from Shura; I did not consult you!" Night Peak emphasized. "Perhaps we previously had no power to oppose the Frank Family, but now that we have joined the Dragon Soul Gang as our strong backing, as long as we follow in their footsteps, our strength will grow even larger!"
"I must admit that there are many hidden talents within the Dragon Soul Gang and an elite combat team. However, this does not provide us with a reliable means to confront the Frank Family. You must understand that the Frank Family possesses a Trump Card team composed of retired Special Forces members who can kill without leaving a trace. If we dare to confront them, who can guarantee our lives?" Jordis insisted.
"Jordis, old senior, I respect you as a veteran of Giant Bear Hall. However, I hope you won't be too stubborn. I can tell you that the strength of the Dragon Soul Gang is not as weak as you imagine; this is simply a fact!" Night Peak said coldly. "I do not wish to hear any opposing voices; dealing with the Frank Family is decided."
"Well, since Night Hall Master insists on going his own way, I have nothing more to say. After all, I've lived this long; life and death are not such big deals anymore. Let me use my remaining years to see whether Giant Bear Hall heads toward destruction or glory!" Jordis sighed heavily and ceased his objections, quietly standing aside.
"Then please watch closely, old senior Jordis; Giant Bear Hall can also rise like a dragon soaring through the skies toward glorious heights!" Night Peak did not intend to make things difficult for Jordis; after all, his earlier opposition was entirely for the sake of Giant Bear Hall.
"I know that there is an International Flower nightclub under the Frank Family; it attracts many guests, including numerous figures from law enforcement or politics." Night Peak pointed at the two underlings from earlier. "I am giving you a task: make sure to dispose of Michael's body at the International Flower nightclub. Do it cleanly and neatly; we must make sure that the police believe Michael was taken out by the Frank Family."
The two underlings felt this was a tough job; if they were not careful, their lives could be at stake. However, given Night Peak's earlier display of brutality made them fearful as well—better to die early than late—so they could only brace themselves and proceed.
"Very well! That will serve as our declaration of war against the Frank Family. When the time comes, we will create chaos at various locations belonging to them in Michael's name for revenge; we must cause a huge uproar!"
Night Peak said with a determined expression. He then recounted the demands made by Mo Ming that night to the guys at Giant Bear Hall. Those individuals were already frightened by Night Peak's methods and dared not oppose him, so they agreed.
After everything was settled, Night Peak walked out of the headquarters of Giant Bear Hall, still tasting the strong metallic flavor of blood in his mouth. At that moment, he could no longer hold it in and rushed to a corner, immediately vomiting.
Night Peak was not bloodthirsty, nor did he have a penchant for eating fingers; everything he did was merely to confuse the old-timers of the Grizzly Bear Gang, making him appear as a bloodthirsty madman!
"Damn it, I will never forget the taste of those fingers, ugh!" After vomiting, Night Peak spat on the pile of vomit on the ground and walked out to the street, where a black Lincoln limousine slowly pulled up beside him.
The car door opened, and Mo Ming was sitting inside drinking red wine. He smiled at Night Peak: "Brother Ye, get in!"
Night Peak said nothing more and climbed in. He saw that Lion was also inside. Upon seeing Night Peak, Lion couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother Ye, you really are something! You managed to instill fear in those guys at Giant Bear Hall. I admire you!"
"Brother Lion, you're joking. I just forced myself through it. Sigh, during that scene earlier, my heart was racing. If only I had learned more English back then; I was really afraid I wouldn't be able to express myself clearly!" Night Peak suddenly lamented his past lack of effort.
"Hehe, Brother Ye is joking. You're really impressive; just having learned a little English allows you to speak like this—it's already great! This shows how strong your learning ability is!" Mo Ming handed Night Peak a glass of red wine and said: "I saw everything that happened earlier; you really went through a lot. Have some red wine to rinse your mouth."
Night Peak took the wine glass, swished some red wine in his mouth, and then swallowed it down. It seemed he no longer cared much about the incident with the five fingers. That night, the name ‘Bloodthirsty Demon’ began to circulate throughout Y Country, as the car slowly drove through the night…
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