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Chapter 1151 - 1151 581 Mountain Villa Revival Mystery Descends
Chapter 1151: 581 Mountain Villa Revival, Mystery Descends (4100) Chapter 1151: 581 Mountain Villa Revival, Mystery Descends (4100) For a moment, Demon Man and Shark Tooth even began to doubt each other. A dangerous aura and uneasy atmosphere permeated the warehouse.
At this instant, both sides harbored the same thought.
“Could it be that this guy across from me has betrayed me?”
The secret plans between the White Skull Organization and the Blood Sand Organization had been taking place over the past few days at a fixed location with a consistent number of people. If both sides stuck to the plan, there should have been no leak of information—unless one side had directly betrayed the other, such as by completely switching sides to the Orthodox Alliance led by the White Tower in the Anta Mountains, setting a trap to ambush and kill!
Could it be that their own subordinates had already…?
And was this meeting also a trap?
To lure oneself here, when in reality, were there strong men lurking around the farm?
Suddenly, Demon Man and Shark Tooth looked at each other with suspicion, their expressions turning vigilant and serious. They narrowed their eyes as if staring at each other, yet it seemed they were using their peripheral vision to watch for the slightest movements in the surroundings.
In fact, during that moment of hesitation, it wasn’t as if they hadn’t considered other unexpected scenarios. But, after all, they were vicious and wicked villains. They anticipated the worst possible situations first, thought the worst of the other party immediately, and speculated about their collaborator with the greatest malice…
This was simply basic protocol.
Distrust, actually, was a fundamental quality of many leaders of the dark forces.
Because without vigilance and suspicion, they might have been killed by their subordinates long ago. To survive among a pack of ruthless wolves, one must be the most ruthless and cruel!
Therefore, the current situation for Demon Man and Shark Tooth was more than normal.
Inside the warehouse, with dim orange lighting and fodder piled in the corners, the air was tainted with a turbid scent of grass, both fragrant and somewhat repulsive.
“Shark Tooth, we should have known each other for about twenty years now. A couple of years after I established the White Skull Organization, you too created the Blood Sand Organization in the dark world of the New Humans,” Demon Man spoke up, breaking the silence. “Over these ten years, our White Skull Organization and your Blood Sand Organization have had conflicts but also cooperations. Overall, however, cooperation has been more frequent, since those so-called Orthodox forces are our common enemy. This cooperation… is based on that fact, isn’t it?”
“Of course,” Shark Tooth responded emotionlessly with a nod.
“So, none of our forces should decide to betray our trust and suddenly join the Orthodox Alliance led by the White Tower, especially not at such a crucial moment as the revival at Black Rain Villa, right? What do you think, Shark Tooth…”
A dangerous glint shone from Demon Man’s slightly narrowed eyes.
“How could that be? Both you and I are still topping the Warrant List, and our hands are stained with the blood of countless members of the so-called Orthodox forces of the New Humans. Even if we wanted to turn ourselves in, those Orthodox forces would never accept us…”
Shark Tooth’s gaze met Demon Man’s, as they surveyed each other, seemingly trying to discern something from the other’s expressionless face.
“Good,” Demon Man suddenly withdrew his gaze, looking around the warehouse. “In a while, I hope there won’t be a bunch of your men or your top experts suddenly coming out to surround me. I’m here all by myself, and I must admit, I am a little afraid…”
“You’ve said what I intended to say first, Demon Man.”
Shark Tooth exhaled slowly, his muscles relaxing slightly.
The conversation between the two was a probing process, in which they subtly confirmed their stance with one another. Once certain, Demon Man straightforwardly broke through the pretense like a joke, and Shark Tooth expressed his thoughts.
Temporarily, the two reached a consensus; they had not betrayed the cooperation.
Immediately, both Demon Man and Shark Tooth breathed a sigh of relief. Cooperation between tigers was the most dangerous; one could never be sure when the other might suddenly decide to turn on them. It was easier for a flock of sheep, lacking the capability and ambition to devour each other, to achieve cooperation—to become a herd that withstands external enemies.
“It seems we are indeed our own people from beginning to end.”
Both felt a sense of relief from the false alarm. They took a deep breath and stretched out their hands as if to shake hands once more.
To express their sincerity in the form of a handshake.
However, at that moment, the sound of doors being forced open resounded!
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
From the four directions—east, west, south, north—four iron doors were forcefully ripped off. A series of strong Black Figures suddenly emerged, exuding a dangerous and fierce aura. Particularly near the East Gate, closest to Demon Man and Shark Tooth, a black-haired Youth with a lazy expression leaned against the door frame.
He had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, its red ember flickering on and off, with a wisp of curling smoke rising from the tip. The Youth glanced sideways at the two men in the warehouse.
With an unfeeling Coldness of looking at dead men.
A supremely dangerous aura radiated from the black-haired Youth.
In the middle of the warehouse, Mid-air, the two outstretched hands froze in place.
And almost at the same instant, they clenched into fists, furiously pounding towards the other’s body. Demon Man and Shark Tooth’s ferocious eyes collided fiercely as if they wanted to devour each other, their twisted expressions full of anger and savagery.
“Demon Man, you said there were no ambushes by your men around the warehouse!”
“Shark Tooth, you said there were no ambushes by your men around the warehouse!”
“Trying to kill me? Wishful thinking! You can go to hell first!” ×2
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