📖 You Said You'd Relax And Play Games, But You Went On A Killing Spree On Wall Street? Chapter 603: I will not lose to anyone!
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Chapter 603: I will not lose to anyone!

2026-10-03 · 👁 1 views · 941 words · ~4 min read · chapter 603 of 692

This was undoubtedly a brilliant combination of moves:
It shattered the glittering reputations of the existing giants and sent a bloody warning to the entire industry association—
Anyone who dares to stand in my way will die!
Once the smoke cleared from the ruins of the old order, Fang Huan would descend again as a savior...
Using a completely new business philosophy and highly attractive premiums, he would reap the rewards from all the disillusioned customers, completing a series of astonishingly brilliant maneuvers.
“Didn’t Fang Huan already spread rumors, constantly talking about launching some kind of ‘inclusive insurance’ program, aiming to seize the low-end market abandoned by traditional insurance companies with extremely low premiums?”
“That’s right. Their strategy is clear:
First, use a bloody, suicidal ‘price war’ to drag down and kill all competitors. Once they have a complete market monopoly, they’ll slowly raise prices back up.”
“Yes. It’s precisely because they saw through Fang Huan’s strategy that those insurance companies were so hysterically trying to stop them.”
“As a result, Fang Huan flipped the table and paved the way by shooting their leader.” Anthony summarized with a cold smile.
“This shot not only caused the insurance companies’ image to plummet, but it was also Fang Huan Investment’s most direct and bloodiest warning to the entire insurance association.”
A double kill?
No, perhaps more than that.
But the insurance association isn’t one to be trifled with.
They used every connection they could, like mad dogs, trying to dig out even the slightest trace of Fang Huan from the gunman.
"According to our intelligence," the subordinate continued,
"Fang Huan Investment precisely established huge short positions against several major US insurance companies before the shooting, making a fortune."
"So it wasn't killing two birds with one stone, but three."
Anthony's lips curled into a cold smile.
"That's Fang Huan's style, isn't it?
Whatever they do, they inevitably extract profits to the extreme from multiple dimensions."
Ruthless, yet meticulous.
Brutal, yet highly strategic.
The cost of three bullets yielded enormous profits on three levels.
Such a business tyrant, there's no other like him in the world.
“But,” Anthony changed the subject, “are you sure this is related to Fang Huan? Have they found any evidence?”
“No. Boss, not a single piece of evidence. That’s the most terrifying thing,”
his subordinate’s voice held a hint of awe.
“They turned the gunman’s phone, computer, and all his electronic devices upside down.
Incredibly, they couldn’t find even the slightest connection between him and Fang Huan’s investments.
Clean…unbelievable.”
If there really was evidence, Anthony’s “Wildfire” agents should have been ordered to “clean up” by now.
But until now, they hadn’t received any orders.
“Just like…every time before,” Anthony muttered to himself.
“Yes. But boss…nobody would believe it’s just a coincidence.”
“Of course, only someone with a screw loose would believe it’s a coincidence.”
But to erase the traces so cleanly, to a chilling degree…
“Could it be… ‘they’ made a move?” the subordinate asked cautiously.
“Them.”
This was the internal code name used within the “Wildfire” organization for that legendary, ghostly secret operations group under Fang Huan’s control.
Fang Huan had far more than just “Wildfire” as an execution agency doing the dirty work—this was already a consensus within Wildfire.
There were definitely one or more deeper, darker shadows lurking.
Unfortunately, no matter how they investigated, they couldn’t touch that shadow in the slightest.
Until later, “Wildfire” painfully realized:
Perhaps, the existence of “Wildfire” itself was merely a facade, a target to draw the world’s attention, nothing more.
The real killer knife always lurked in the deepest darkness.
“Besides ‘them,’ who else could it be?” Anthony’s voice held a chilling jealousy.
"Headquarters hasn't given us any information."
Anthony's heart sank. A chill, a mixture of jealousy and humiliation, shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
He had always thought that "Wildfire" was the vanguard fighting for Fang Huan's "ultimate empire," the sharpest blade.
But in the end, he discovered he was merely... a ceremonial guard?
The true core was someone else!
A sense of humiliation from being "NTR," coupled with a fierce competitive spirit, burned fiercely in his chest!
"If this continues, 'Wildfire' will be completely marginalized sooner or later!"
No! Something had to be done!
He had to prove to headquarters that "Wildfire's" fangs were still sharp!
"Wildfire's" value remained irreplaceable!
"Did those people at the Insurance Association delete all the public information about the senior executives?"
A cold glint flashed in Anthony's eyes.
“Yes, boss. And those are just high-ranking executives. The real power behind the scenes, their identities have never been made public.”
“Very good.” A ruthless glint flashed in Anthony’s eyes.
“Dig out every single one of those guys hiding behind the scenes!
Then, pack up their home addresses, their lovers’ phone numbers, where their kids go to school…
all that information, and throw it all onto social media, feeding it to those angry netizens!”
“Huh?!”
What’s the best way to curry favor with headquarters?
It’s to create unparalleled achievements!
"Fang Huan's foray into the insurance industry is the most important strategic juncture for the group right now.
The Insurance Association, this stumbling block, must be completely crushed.
Since 'they' have already lit the fire, then we'll be responsible for pouring a whole barrel of gasoline into it!"
"Then...do we need our agents to take care of them?"
"No, no, no, we're civilized people, how can we do it ourselves?"
Anthony shook his head, his smile growing increasingly chilling.
"We're not executioners, we're only responsible for...handing the butcher's knife to those angry people."
"We just need to accurately mark the coordinates of those who 'truly deserve to die'."
Then, he gently nudged the crowd, who were already furious.
"Ah...I understand."
Anthony didn't know what kind of unfathomable methods "they" had used to incite an ordinary person to carry out a perfect, earth-shattering assassination.
But he wanted to prove to headquarters, and to that mysterious "them," in his own way—
When it comes to the art of assassination that unleashes a bloodbath, "Wildfire" will never lose to anyone!

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