Only death can bring out your greatest value.

He took it and looked; the things revealed inside caused his expression to change.

"What do you want? Don't tell me you have no desires."

"Minister Song, you must be joking. We are humans, not gods, so how could we be without desires? It’s simple: I want you to assist US in pulling out the operatives of various countries, leaving only those from the US. You must already have many names in your hands, and with the Song family's capabilities, I believe it will be easy to do."

Song Guorong was now completely bewildered. You want me to clear out the eyes and ears of various countries? Wouldn't that mean directly offending every nation?

He would probably die even faster then, but based on what the other party meant...

Could he understand it as the Pyramid actually being a front for the US?

In that case, it made sense. They truly weren't interested in money. What was the US trying to do? Become the sole superpower?

Forget it, now wasn't the time to think about these things. If he didn't deal with the bounty on his head, he wouldn't even dare to step out of the house. Of course, that was a bit of an exaggeration; after all, he was still a minister.

"I can agree to it, but how are you going to help me handle the issues on the Bounty List?"

Just as Song Guorong thought the other party would say the US would handle it, the man unexpectedly showed a bloodthirsty smile and said in a cold tone, "It's simple. We'll just kill them until they're terrified."

Hearing this, Song Chengen felt himself break into a cold sweat, his skin crawling with goosebumps.

What kind of talk was that? If you can't solve the problem, you solve the people causing the problem, right? Did he have to be so blunt?

However, Song Guorong didn't believe such things. He slowly shook his head and said, "That's not enough. I don't feel secure like this."

"What if we declare in the Dark World that the Pyramid is protecting you? Moreover, as long as you pull out those operatives, the US will be the Song family's backer in the future. What else would you have to fear?"

"At that time, we can even help your Song family secure that position. What we want is merely someone who is a bit more obedient."

Song Guorong was moved by the words, and besides, he had no other choice now.

"Fine, it's a deal!"

"Hahahaha, Minister Song truly is someone meant for great things. We didn't choose the wrong person. Don't worry, from today on, no one will dare touch your Song family."

After saying that, he got up to leave. After just a few steps, he suddenly turned his head and reminded him, "Minister Song, don't forget what you need to do next. I hope you don't disappoint US."

"Don't worry, no matter who I cross, I won't gamble with my own life."

Watching the man leave, Song Chengen's eyes were full of excitement. If this really worked out, the Song family would have the US as a backer and hold absolute power over the court; he would be a true Crown Prince.

"Father, are we really going to cooperate with them? Could they be deceiving US?"

"I don't know. Whether they're lying or not depends on whether they can get me off the Bounty List. But you still can't be careless; remember to bring more people when you go out."

"Understood, Father!"

Seeing this, Song Guorong didn't stay at home any longer. He instructed the guards, "Get ready, I want to see The Chief."

Of course, he didn't forget to have people monitor the movements in the Dark World at all times.

Before long, he smoothly arrived at the center of power, with no further accidents occurring on the way.

Fifty billion us dollars was enough to drive anyone crazy. The reason no assassins had attacked him was that they had all been intercepted by the Pyramid.

Song Guorong currently didn't know how many assassins had come to Singapore, but the Pyramid knew exactly.

A total of twenty waves of people had come, but now only one wave remained.

Inside an unremarkable small house in the suburbs.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you killing me?"

The speaker was a burly man with a scar on his face. At this moment, he was breathing more out than in, lying on the ground with his hand clutching his wounded abdomen. Even so, blood wouldn't stop gushing out.

Standing before him was the white man who had just left the Song family residence.

Hearing the question, he looked at the dying man with a cold, aloof gaze. "Sorry, only your deaths can maximize your value. As for who I am, you don't need to know."

With that, he raised his gun and finished the man off. He then took out his phone, snapped two photos, and turned to leave.

Not long after he left, a police car drove up. As if they knew exactly what had happened inside, they took the body away without a word.

Soon, many photos and a single sentence began to circulate on the Dark Web.

Those photos were all of the assassins who had gone to Singapore, and the sentence was the statement the Pyramid had promised Song Guorong.

The Pyramid is protecting Song Guorong. If anyone else dares to target him, this will be the outcome.

Once this statement was released, the entire Dark World boiled over like a drop of water falling into hot oil.

"I'm a bit confused. What's going on?"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see those photos? The Pyramid is protecting the person ranked first on the Bounty List. Speaking of which, isn't the Pyramid an assassin organization? It's one thing not to take the mission, but why are they protecting him? Isn't this making an enemy of the entire assassin world?"

"Heh, they have the strength, so why wouldn't they dare? Didn't you see that those guys who went to Singapore are all dead? Fifty billion us dollars is indeed tempting, but you have to be alive to spend it."

"Exactly. Now that the Pyramid has spoken, even if you luckily kill Song Guorong, you'll face the Pyramid's pursuit. You should know they've never lost a single battle; calling them the Kings of Hell wouldn't be an exaggeration."

"While you're right, I still don't understand why the Pyramid is doing this."

"Heh, you wouldn't understand. I told you to study less and read the news more, eat more snacks and sleep less, but you just wouldn't listen."

"Are you freaking trying to take the postgraduate exam? So, what's the reason then?"

"See, you're getting anxious again. If I knew, I would've told you already."

"Oi~ Believe it or not, I'll stab you to death with my sister's Level 8 Armor in a bit."

"What? What country are you guys from? Does the Chicken Dinner game have Level 8 Armor? Why does our US version only have Level 3?"

"Don't you guys think the Pyramid is being too arrogant? Is there no one who can put them in their place? If this continues, won't we all have to listen to them?"

"Hey brother, there are, there are. I remember someone tried to do that before, but they ended up getting themselves killed. From what you're saying, you seem dissatisfied with the Pyramid. Why don't you go give it a try?"

"First, let me remind you keyboard warriors: can you guess if the Pyramid can find your location?"

As soon as this was said, everyone's comments became much friendlier.