Defying Fate: The Unstoppable Eileen

Chapter 151

They gotta deal with the guy who just passed out on the floor as fast as possible.

Eileen immediately took out her phone, ready to ring up the cops.

While she was at it, she figured she might as well report on seeing NightKing.

The guy was not only a murderer, but he seemed to think killing was just a casual hobby.

Did he think this was some sort of lawless playground? Well, he’s in for a rude awakening!

Eileen was already scheming up a revenge plan in her head!

She eagerly took out her phone, only to find it was on the fritz again.

Quietly, she put her phone back into her pocket. Eileen had no choice but to ask Egbert, who was standing nearby, for help: “I need to use your phone, I gotta call the cops…”

Egbert just silently looked at her, and after a moment, he took out his phone and made a call.

Eileen stretched out her hand, “Let me do the talking.”

She was worried that Egbert wouldn’t be able to explain the situation accurately to the police. After all, Egbert was clueless, he was just an innocent bystander.

Egbert didn’t call the police though, instead, he called the military district of Harborview City.

An hour later, Eileen was sitting quietly in a hotel room, hugging a pillow.

In front of her, stood several armed soldiers.

Eileen looked fearfully at the soldiers, then at Egbert, who was having a conversation with the military leader.

She opened her mouth, wanting to call out to Egbert.

Egbert saw her. After he said a few words to the leader, he came over and sat next to Eileen.

Eileen leaned towards Egbert, then gingerly said to the soldiers, “I acted in self-defence, the guy isn’t dead…

The military leader looked very stern. He was very tall, and had a scar on his face.

He sat across from Eileen, trying his best to look approachable, but the sharpness in his eyes still made him intimidating.

know about Bloodbane

organization, and she certainly couldn’t tell them about her kidnapping at twenty, her unexpected rescue by the leader of the Bloodbane Shadowsociety, how he became her mentor, taught her shooting, fighting, and how he tried to lure her into crime! But she resolutely refused! She was always a

knew she couldn’t tell the truth.

the Bloodbane Shadowsociety.

countries.”

leader looked at her seriously, then said with a stern tone, “Seems like you do know quite a

Eileen didn’t respond.

his knees, looking into Eileen’s eyes, “What else

known as an assassin organization, they mainly work as bounty hunters. They don’t. typically kill without reason. Their targets are often domestic and international fugitives. They retrieve fugitives for the government and collect bounties. Sometimes they also take jobs from gangs, like helping a gang eliminate their enemies, or acting as mercenaries in war-torn countries, helping

concluded, “They’re extremely dangerous.”

face had turned very grim by now.

sternly, “She must come

suddenly gripped Eileen’s hand tightly.

“Mr. Reed will be

all of Crestonia, there

was going to

her eyebrows furrowed

Mr. Reed?

took a deep breath, and continued to stare at Eileen, “Is that all

and

not. I also know about the leader of Bloodbane Shadowsociety, who’s known as NightKing. He’s a dangerous assassin who started off as a mercenary, then founded the Bloodbane Shadowsociety. i hoard he was even recruited

should understand the importance of this matter! Even if Mr. Reed comes, she must come with

turned

she

and asked in a softer voice, “How do you

teeth, “I saw it on a law-related TV show.”

and the leader were

That show’s really popular. It mainly talks about foreign criminal organizations and famous criminals. There was

Egbert’s phone again, fiddled with it for a

female host was educating viewers in a standard broadcasting voice about large-scale criminal activities and the level of punishment in Crestonia.

it that the no.1 professional hitman on the global killer ranking, codenamed NightKing, is proficient in firearms and explosives. Here are some

a real interview video with a criminal. He

to a convict in a

room, his face pixelated, talking a lot to the journalist.