Scarface and his men exchanged glances. There was no way all their phones would ring at the exact same time.
While they were still puzzled, their phones eerily answered the calls automatically.
A voice then spoke from all their phones at once:
"Gentlemen, savor these last moments. The countdown on your lives has begun."
A cold sweat instantly broke out on the backs of Scarface, the man in glasses, and their men.
'We've been exposed?'
"It's the God of Hackers! He's targeted our phones!" the spectacled man's expression changed drastically.
Scarface remembered who that was and quickly shouted, "Quick, destroy the phones! Otherwise, he'll be able to track our position constantly."
As he spoke, he hurled his own phone against the wall, smashing it to pieces.
The spectacled man didn't dare hesitate, doing the same and smashing his phone to bits.
The others followed suit.
