As soon as Mirshad ended the call with David, his mind was no longer stable.
This was no longer a mission. This was a purge.
His hands clenched into fists of rage. He didn't need time to think. He needed action.
His voice came out cold, steady, but filled with uncontrollable fury.
"Sirius."
"Sir?"
"Meeting call. Every leader on our side.
Presidents, Prime Ministers, business tycoons—everyone."**
Sirius understood the urgency in his tone.
"Copy that, sir. Calling them now."
One by one, the most powerful figures in the world started joining the conference.
World Leaders.
Billionaire Business Tycoons.
Military Generals.
Each of them received the same notification:
"Incoming Call – MRD."
They knew. They could not ignore this call.
MRD wasn't just a leader—he was the leader of all leaders.
The screen filled with powerful faces, yet none of them spoke first.
They waited.
Because when MRD speaks, the world listens.
Mirshad's gaze swept across the screen. His voice was calm. Deadly. Absolute.
"Hello, everyone.
Thank you for your time."
"I don't want to waste words. I'm here for one reason.
To tell you that, starting today… my hunt begins."
Silence.
"One by one, I'm going to wipe out the filth of this world.
In the coming days, my name—MRD—will be everywhere."
"You will hear questions from the media, from governments, from corporations.
But remember this—when I finish, there will be no one left to spread evil."
"Anyone who dares to commit crime will remember my name."
"Not as an angel."
"Not as a hero."
"As a devil."
"As a death wish."
A chilling silence followed.
Then, one of the world leaders spoke first.
"MRD, what do you need from us?"
Another followed.
"We have been waiting for this moment. We stand with you."
Then, all the voices joined together.
"We are with you, MRD."
"Tell us what you need."
"The world needs this purge. We support you fully."
Mirshad's eyes gleamed with approval.
"Good. Then listen carefully."
His voice became sharp. Cold. Final.
"If anyone in our circle is involved in anything corrupt, consider this your warning."
"If you're running drugs, human trafficking, or illegal weapons, stop now."
"Because if I catch you, there is no mercy."
The room fell silent.
Then, a few business tycoons hesitated before speaking.
"MRD… we admit we were involved in some drug deals and arms trading.
But, starting today, we are stopping it. We give you our word."
Mirshad nodded, satisfied.
"Well done. If any of you lose money because of stopping those businesses, tell my brothers. I will cover the losses personally."
One of the billionaires laughed.
"If we lose money, we can earn it back the right way, MRD.
Having you as our leader is worth more than any amount of money."
Mirshad smirked.
"I'm happy to hear that."
Another leader leaned forward.
"What about David? What is your plan for him?"
Mirshad's smirk widened. "David? He's already gone."
Confusion spread across the faces on the screen.
"Gone?"
Mirshad exhaled slowly.
"He's no longer a man. He's a ghost. I erased every piece of his data.
His bank accounts? Empty.
His stock markets? Gone.
His properties? Taken.
All of his money? Sent to trusted charities."
One of the leaders whistled. "So… he's bankrupt."
Mirshad nodded.
"Right now, David is nothing but a beggar.
But I know him. He will try to rise again.
That's fine. I'll be waiting."
The leaders looked at each other, impressed.
"You've already won the first battle, MRD."
"So, when does your real hunt begin?"
Mirshad leaned forward. His answer was simple.
"Tonight."
Then, without another word, he ended the call.
As soon as the call ended, Sirius' voice echoed in the hall.
"Sir, all data has been collected."
Mirshad turned his chair slightly. "Go on."
"Tomorrow night, in Japan, a shipping operation is moving a large number of kidnapped children."
"Their destination—Africa."
"The people behind this are a powerful underground syndicate with connections to corrupt politicians."
Mirshad's expression didn't change.
"Are you sure?"
"100% confirmation. The shipment is happening at midnight."
Mirshad stood up. "Good."
"Tell them to prepare the jet."
"I'm coming."
Sirius responded instantly.
"Copy that, sir. Your jet will be ready in 10 minutes."
Mirshad took a deep breath, his mind already visualizing the carnage that was about to happen.
The hunt had officially begun.
And by the time it ended, no one would dare to commit these crimes again.