CHAPTER 22: BLOOD

BLOOD and lifeless bodies were scattered around as I looked at the hideout of the f*cking hacker. His colleagues were all dead. But one thing I noticed was that some of their guns weren’t ordinary. I’m sure that they were really under the wing of a mysterious clan that wanted to get rid of me.

The nerdy hacker was trembling in fear. His face was swollen and full of bruises while his eye glasses were broken. I tugged his hair harshly, so that I could look at him intently. I didn’t know who the f*ck this hacker was. Guishonne went beside me to show me the nerdy hacker’s identification card, and some personal information using his personal creation which was another advanced technology gadget that used to trace the information of anyone.

“His name was Mitnick Corpus, a twenty years old Filipino professional hacker that was associated in an unknown Mafia clan with an alias of Silent Hawk,” Guishonne uttered.

‘Interessante! These f*ckers really associated with an unknown Mafia clan that