Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? - Chapter 612 Doyle's Plans

Chapter 612 Doyle’s Plans

The news spread during this period was incredible.

What an assassination attempts on the Vardos President?

How come? Who did it? Were they working alone? Any help from the outside?

Is the president still alive, dead or barely hanging by the thread now?

Wipe! The world turned dangerous in a twinkle of an eye before many could prepare. Some were frightened, others were sad, and some were happy from the noise they got.

Those sad were of course several scarred around Vardos, most especially those within the no-man’s-land they called District 47.

Crash!!!~

An ear shattering sound echoed from within a luxury apartment, cashing many around to squirm like fishes out of water.

“Hah!” The young 29 year old had just slammed the burner phone in his phone into bits after touched the ground.

“Fools! Idiots! Morons!”

“I paid those 4 highly skilled sons of b**chest to get the job done, and now, they have the guys to tell me they were a second or minute late because some amateur chose to take the shit instead.”

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The King wished he could shoot them all himself.

Know that thanks to them, a simple job has now turned into a f***king nightmare!

Do you think it will be easy to eradicate Ghant as it was today? Huh, do you?

“Assholes!”The King cursed, before taking out his personal phone and calling several others scattered around District 47.

Why? Because now that they’ve moved the first piece on the board, it was now time for their enemy to retaliate and make his move.

But while this goes on how dare they lie in wait without fortifying and strengthening their defenses?

The King kicked his lips viciously when staring at the map of his territory.

It’s true what they say.

Once you’ve tasted power you never want to give it up or anything that belongs to you. So at this moment, they must give it their all to fight the upcoming war against President Doyle and his Red House Forces.

“Bullseye, Froyo, Red Arrow, Bampo… you 12 get in here as fast as you can. I f**king, don’t care where you are right now. But I want to see you here in no more than 2 hours… you got that?”

[Loud and clear, Boss!]

[Be there in an hour, Boss!]

[Copy that, Boss!]

…

Several people were scattered around the vast lands, some torturing others in well-known sites, while others were busy with the everyday running of the place, like collecting ‘taxes’ and protection fees from the residents.

Some stopped their ecstasy half-way through, rolling off the women below them without haste. Teh-

It seems heads will roll soon enough.

Several people sucked in the cigarette sticks in their hands, throwing the last bits before stepping into their vehicles and heading off the place they call the Capital.

There, their King now awaited them all.

Slapping the exterior of his vehicle with his hand, one of them yelled to his entourage, “All right boys, Roll out!”

With that, he rolled up his bullet proof windows and unwound a paper of white substance. Well, the journey to the Capital was long, at least an hour and 20 minutes from where he was. So why not have a little fun along the way?

(Sniff, sniff-)

The snow powder he sniffed in was their latest product, one highly sought after in the underground world for its purity and ability to take its users far above cloud 9.

In the meantime, Camilla who just had a passionate kiss with her ‘man, was now riding high in a red jeep, with dark sunglasses and red lipstick on her plump lips.

Hahahahahahahha~

The game is set, the plasters are ready, and now, she’ll have the privilege of watching it all crumble to the ground.

However, there was something that needed to be taken care of first.

Picking up her phone, she heard the instructions of Lord Doyle on the other end.

[He’s still hesitant. You more than anyone else knows that we need him to spearhead the war, if more chaos is to erupt… But tell me Horseman, since he might never be willing to do so, where else can we find a perfect clone to take his place?]

Camilla’s eyes narrowed viciously.

The Mirror World!

Camilla chuckled, already understanding what she must do. t seems Doyle, as Vice President, was now stepping up on some matters since the President under treatment. He must head out to a few places to show his ‘face’ and cannot be around the Red House

right now.

Of course, he could let his subordinates handle the matter on their own, but after the disappearance of the first horseman, he preferred to keep this cheeky Horseman of war within the eyes of himself or his men.

Right now, too many agents of darkness were scattered about Vardos, aiding in raising Havoc here and there, thanks to Camilla.

Horseman of war, horseman of Famine, Horsman of this, horseman of that.

You see… What powers does each horseman possess? And what of the Horseman of war

in particular?

Camilla’s powers were unique.

Know that whichever place she stays in for love, will quickly get corrupted.

It was like a drug in the atmosphere, making people canine and hot-blooded. They wished to fight, rip each other’s throats and would also heed to her whispery thoughts in

their ears.

She was like a virus, one that contaminated everything she touched. Of course, while she waltzed around doing her business, Doyle has always had his people watch over her from time to time, lest she disappears too.

It’s just that now, at this crucial junction, they needed all hands on deck to completely plummet this country into an apocalyptic state. This was why he preferred she go along with those tasked in doing the switch.

Right now, he was waiting for one of his subordinates from far away, a type of demonic breed called a Munyen.

In fact, if Gia Donghai heard him, he would say: F***! Isn’t that the sort of creature that can do a switch between man and shadow, allowing them to switch places while then goes into the shadow world to absorb the fear and essence of its victim?

Dorian’s first time in the mirror world since coming to this world, was during the case involving Gia Donghai. It was quite a memorable one.

[Horseman, you and another will do the job in 3 days. Attain the worthless humana and

await the arrival of the Munyen in xxxx.]

“Got it, Boss.”

Camilla smiled, taking off speedily on the lone highway.

“Little President, I hope you’re ready for what is to come.”

Tick-tock, Tick-tock.

Time seems to flash by in a twinkle of an eye right underneath everyone’s nostrils. And

at this point, it was official.

Something was wrong, and several people around the world felt a big storm was approaching, yet they couldn’t make heads or tails of when or where the danger was

coming from.

Suddenly, the world seemed to be in too much turmoil, especially with the bizarre aggressive state of Vardos.

Their craziness was quickly spreading like a virus, affecting even the neighboring

countries so much that a ban was put in place at the airports and borders, preventing Vardos citizens from leaving the hellhole they created for themselves.

The borders, now ravaged with subtle wars, were slowly turning to a medieval battlefield

with generals defending their turfs.

Dammit!

“Are these Vardos bastards crazy or something? Who starts a war with no bloody good

cause at all?”

“Exactly! Can you believe that the bastard in Cell 49 said he rallied up his boys to storm

our border town because he thinks it’s unfair that we make the best cheeseburger which

is too far from his home on the other side of the border?”

F***!

What a nightmare!

The many police officers and military personnel were scratching their heads with unbelieving expressions plastered on their faces.

Nothing was making sense at all. It was just nonsense!

Now they all felt that these people might have one or 2 screws loose in their heads.

Within the sect, Wiggins’ figure immediately vanished from the eyes of the onlookers,

and was now replaced with the image of countless streaks of light slashing in all

directions.

Up, down, left, right…

The sharp blue-hues flashed at various positions. And with every slags, there seemed to

be a thick spiralling smoke of mist that forced itslef through the bear’s openings,

widening it’s injuries more and more.

Bam!

The giant Kruver Bear that was well over 3 storeys tall, now fell into countless pieces of

meat all around them.

Wow!

Who doesn’t know that the Kruver Bear’s skin is so tough that even some top disciples

struggle to cut down?

Amazing!

The disciples had starry eyes that twinkled in awe after seeing the unique Skill called

Cloudy Breath take down the tough Giant bear.

Wiggins was just about to give guidance to his newly accepted disciples, when suddenly,

he spotted his Son Julius, fast approaching him.

It appeared, there was an urgent message for him in the outside world.

“Father, it’s urgent… It’s a message from President Ghant.”