《I'm the King Of Technology 》Chapter 952: The Jungle
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All 3 assassins left entered Baymard with awed but vigilant expressions.
Now, they had to get to work.
First, they had to get her school schedule, find out her movements and most importantly... Study the roads to find the perfect location for their plan.
To get their target clean, they needed to act fast!
After exploring their hotel, all 3 assassins hastily left the scene.
But while they were confidently working through Baymard's mysterious layout, others were not so confident about their plans.
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--Irongate Max Security Prison, Baymard--
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Within a massive cafeteria, several people were currently studying their faces with food while being watched by the guards.
Everyone sat in cliques, with only a few sitting alone.
Just from the way they sat, one could tell which prison gangs had the most influence.
Some gangs had so many members that they occupied several tables, while the newly established gangs were still struggling to live.
Skye looked around vigilantly and felt quite lucky to have come here with some of his men.
Imagine coming here alone and starting from scratch.
It would be a complete nightmare.
He had never been to a place like this.
It has only been 2 weeks since he got here.
But that was enough time for him to tell that this place was a jungle.
At first, he thought he could push everyone with Identity as Prince.
But of course, it backfired fast.
This place had a lot of dragons and famous people, assassins and pirates included, which made him change his tactics.
And that's why he and his men decided to form their own gang too.
If he was going to survive in this hell hole, then he needed power!
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While eating in their little corner, he and his men vigilantly assessed the situation while coming up with a plan for the future.
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And after mealtime, he was just about to go, when suddenly, a burly man walked towards one of his men and said something without stopping or looking back.
"The Great King has summoned you."
The moment Skye heard this, he froze up a bit as his muscles tensed up.
He lowered his head deep in thought before starting at the so-called Great King, who smiled back at him mysteriously.
Skye looked at his smile and felt like that guy was looking down at him.
Skye clenched his fists in rage and scoffed disdainfully before carrying his tray away.
It was time to see what this bastard wants again.
After lunch, those who finished their chores were free to go out and play basketball, read books in the library, or use this freedom as they deemed fit, while others continued their work.
Skye was still on laundry duty.
But since the Great King called him over, that meant someone from the Great King's side would do the work for him.
Din Din Din Din.
Several footsteps thundered across the hallway as several gang leaders and a few of their men found themselves going towards the same direction, the outdoor courtyard.
Everyone, even though unwilling, still chose to come.
And the moment they did, a few of their subordinates had to pretend to do push-ups, play games and so on... In order not to look suspicious.
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The gang leaders gathered around the basketball court as if watching the game.
But who was this Great King that they were here to see?
Of course, it was none other than Eli Barn.
That's right.
He practically ran this prison sector and crowned himself King here.
Everyone coming into sector-A knew who Eli was.
A gem, no matter where it was, would shine amongst the rubble.
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Eli glanced at everyone before looking at the game and clapping when someone made a shot into the net.
Seeing him clap, everyone else followed his lead.
~Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap, Clap~~~
Eli chuckled before allowing his gaze to stay on Ulrich Tudor for a bit.
Unlike the rest, the moment Ulric stepped his feet in this prison; he knew he had some serious competition.
Ulrich was just like him.
People of their kind recognized each other in a heartbeat.
Ulrich, just like him, was intelligent, cunning and shrewd.
In fact, given time, he was sure that Ulrich would stand higher than Connor.
They were exactly the same, making him feel somewhat threatened.
And that's why he had been suppressing him since the day Ulrich got here.
But, as expected, Ulrich was able to make him take a few steps back.
Both met each other halfway, as their schemes and attacks all worked, but not to the extent that they both desired.
He and Ulrich were the same breed of men.
Meaning he was fighting himself.
At times, the things he thought of were the same things Ulrich did, and both countered themselves well.
To be honest, Ulrich had only arrived a week before Skye.
Yet, within this short period, he pinned people against each other, schemed, pulled people down and created chaos here.
Again, what gave him a great boost, was that he was brought in with a lot of his men from Deiferus, who aided him in his schemes.
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Of course, apart from Ulrich, there were also few more problematic people he kept close watch over... like 2 people from some temple and one of the pirates.
No, he wasn't scared of Whitebeard.
That guy didn't have a brain.
He was too predictable, easy to anger and was someone who Eli played like a flute.
The Pirate he was on the lookout for was the one called Quick Eyes.
The guy always stays silent and doesn't actively go out of his way to look for trouble.
Many might think him docile.
But instincts told Eli otherwise.
That guy was dangerous.
And even his gang members who smiled and seemed cheerful, were wolves pretending to be sheep.
As for the others who had come in, like Winston Tudor and even this Skye guy from Veinitta, Eli couldn't feel any threat from them.
They were beneath his level to deserve his worry.
Eli glanced at everyone briefly and smiled.
It was time to begin.
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