Chapter 72
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Lin Ting was the son of the previous vice leader of the Hallowed Leaf Syndicate. However, when the world began changing, the Hallowed Leaf also changes. Their ranks are now based on the power each of the leaders could possess.
The more powerful the leader is, the higher his rank would be.
That's why his father was removed from the vice leader position and just became an executive of the syndicate.
This has caused the family of Lin Ting to fall from their high status. However, his father still commands great power in the syndicate so Lin Ting lived a good life and then became a leader of one of the outer gangs of the Hallowed Leaf Syndicate the Serpents.
The Serpent has leaders that have abilities but weaker than Hunters. And those assigned to them are only weak Hunters to patrol the outer walls of the inner city.
Although the Hunters enjoy the privilege of being respected and feared, yet Hunters are also divided into groups or classes.
The Hunter class ranges from A to F and then there are the S Hunters which are rare and powerful ones. The lowest of the Hunters are the F class, as they go up the ranks their power exponentially grows.
But it is rare to go up the Hunters ranks as Hunters seem to have slow growth.
Lin Ting has been a leader of an outer gang. But he has a dream, and that is to become a powerful Hunter himself.
It is said that Hunter gains their ability by going through genetic evolution. He has researched the process and his spies found a lot of cues. But he only has one missing ingredient and that is the reason why he contacted Professor Ang.
But right at this moment, all of his dreams seem to be coming to an end.
Because of his folly when he was in High School he did a lot of things. But he never regretted anything that he has done. In fact, he likes it. The only regret he is feeling is being weak and not gaining the strength that he should have had.
But now… the weak person that he despised more than a year ago has returned. He returns and becomes strong. Stronger than any Hunters he has ever met.
As he regains his consciousness, he could feel a strong hand gripping him at the back of his neck. His body feels painful and his limbs are unable to move. But he could tell that the one lifting him up is Xin Wei. This is because of the reflection from the glass in front of them.
He gritted his teeth and began to shout.
"Haha… Xin Wei… Do you think you will win? Hahaha… I will tell you this… I will not surrender to you! I will not be used as a trading tool… Hahaha…"
He wanted to provoke him; he wanted to struggle to survive. He seems to have heard Xin Wei shouting a while ago the names of familiar people. He knew that those are his friends in high school who 'killed' Xin Wei and Lin Qiao.
"*Chuckle… Who says about trading?" Xin Wei suddenly said with a chuckle.
His hand slowly moves to the side and a gleaming small knife appears which made Lin Ting break out in cold sweat.
"Wait… what are you doing? Wait! Wait!" Lin Ting cried in fear.
The officers who are watching this scene immediately became afraid. The one in charge is a detective working under another Syndicate but knows who Lin Ting is. He knew that if Lin Ting died under his watch, his father would cause a ruckus in their department.
So he needs to stop anything from happening to that young man.
"Wait! I am Detective Fa Longlin… I am the one in charge here… Please do not do anything rash. We can talk about this!" the detective said while holding the loudspeaker.
When Xin Wei heard this, his attention was directed to the police officer outside.
"Talk? What do you want to talk about?... How I and my childhood friend were murdered by 10 teenagers who are sons and daughters, influential people, more than a year ago?"
"Or how they killed my parents…" Xin Wei shouted.
His grip on the neck of Lin Ting suddenly tightens which made the latter show a choking expression on his face.
Ack! Ack!
Lin Ting said as he felt his consciousness slowly fading.
But then the grip loosens which made him feel the air coming back and his expression relaxes.
"I am Xin Wei and this is my revenge… They've killed my parents, my best friend, and tried to kill me. But now that I am back, I demand retribution! I will only kill those ten people. But those who stand in my way will also… die. This is my warning! Defend those people that I have called out and you will die in their stead, and I will not stop until I kill all of them."
When the police officers heard this, their expressions immediately changed.
Meanwhile, on the side of the police…
"Who is this guy?" detective Fan Longlin said to the person beside him.
That person pulls up the records of Xin Wei. As they look at the records in front of them they showed a dark expression.
"He and his family were the victim more than a year ago. Damn it! This is going to be harder than I thought…" the detective said as he cursed under his breath.
He then said to his radio.
"Snipers… can you get a clear shot!"
'Negative… the victim is on the way…'
"Damn! If you get a clear shot, take it!"
Detective Fa Longlin suddenly stood up and then talks to the loudspeaker.
"Young man, we have heard your plea, please… we can talk this peacefully, right? No need to be that aggressive. If you want to negotiate I can negotiate. Just tell me what you need; I can give you all that you demand! Just… just put down your weapon… or… or if you want, I can be your hostage…"
He said as he walks out from behind the police car.
He then lifted his hand and carefully shows that he has no weapons on him.
Right at this time, in the homes of the people in the inner city, a news headline is being broadcasted live.
When Lin Ting's father saw that his son is in the hands of someone and looking at his sorry state, it made him immediately stood up in anger.
"That f*cking shit! Who does he think he is doing that to my son?! I will kill him!" Lin Ting's father shouted as he hit the armrest of the sofa.
Several people around him also showed angered expressions and some of the women are showing worry and anxiety in their eyes.
Lin Ting's father picks up his phone and dialed a number.
When the other line picks up, he immediately growled in anger.
"What the f*ck are you all doing? Kill that bastard and save my son!" he shouted.
The other end of the line is the police captain of the precinct in charge of the area where the Dancing Swan Bar is located.
The middle-aged police captain is already sweating buckets as he has received a couple of calls from important people of the syndicate. He did not know what to do and right now, he can only nod his head to these people for fear of offending them.
"Yes… yes… Mister Lin… I will command my men to kill that bastard…" he said.
Meanwhile, right at this moment, the news has already spread through the whole city. Even those soldiers on the border outside have tuned in to this news.
When they heard of what the young man said, many of them suddenly remember the widespread news about the killings.
The citizen in the city showed a slight smile on their faces. They have all lived in fear constantly and were all very careful in their actions for fear of offending the people in charge. Now that they are seeing someone standing up against those people, how could they not feel happy?
Right at this time, the nine people that Xin Wei called out are showing ugly expressions on their faces. They have seen the video and have a glimpse of how strong Xin Wei is. And now that he has entered the city, they all seem to feel fear slowly creeping down their skin.
All of the syndicate in the city's attention is in this news right now.
The stalemate that they have in controlling the city seems to be tipping. If this person's target is really Yu Bai, then every syndicate in the city would gladly watch this show.
At the scene…
Xin Wei has already said what he wanted. He looks at the people upfront and the camera. He suddenly flashed a sinister smile on his face.
When everyone saw that, they were all scared.
"Damn it! Not good!" Detective Fa Longlin suddenly shouted as he dashed towards the lobby of the bar.
But it was all too late.
Lin Ting was not even able to struggle when a cold sharp blade slowly slid down his throat.
In front of the camera, in front of the news, a line appears on Lin Ting's neck as it slowly opens like a blooming flower, and blood began to pour out. Time seems to stand still at that instant as Lin Ting slowly breathes his last. Regret, unwillingness, and pain were plastered on his face as his eyes slowly but unwilling closes.