There were people in this world who were like beasts. It was as if they were born with an innate ability for finding people.
In seven days, without any information from others, Liu Yanbo figured out Jiu Ye’s daily routine and found his nine private houses.
What to obtain, what not to obtain, what was useful, and what wasn’t, Liu Yanbo already knew everything.
There were also people in this world who were like ghosts. For them, darkness was their stage.
As the evening approached, there was a sudden downpour, and it didn't stop for three hours.
The night was dark, and the rain stopped.
The sky was pitch black, and there were a few dim stars in the distant sky.
The room was darker, with only a small scarlet light that appeared from time to time.
Liu Yanbo leaned against the head of the bed in his suit, silent, his eyes gleaming like the night sky.
He hadn't been bloodthirsty for a long time.
“Tic~” He heard a small noise, which was the sound of lights being turned off coming from another room.
Yin Hanruo was going to bed.
This wasn’t a supernatural ability, but an instinct honed by countless near-death experiences.
Liu Yanbo pinched out his cigarette butts and slowly got up. He walked to the window, each step as light as a cat’s.
He opened the window, making absolutely no sound. The night was cold and lonely.
When the breeze blew, the person by the window had long disappeared.
The killing was about to begin--.
In a remote western suburb.
With Haishi’s increasing economic development, more and more people came to this golden city for opportunities to get ahead. Because of that, the central area was already overcrowded. Even the most remote suburbs were already full of residents.
But there were only so many opportunities. Everyone wanted to seize them and everyone was worked hard. Some gained and some lost.
The ones who lost weren’t discouraged, the losses served to add to their motivation for the future. But they still had to tend to their basic needs.
The prices for housing in prosperous areas were already sky-high, whether it was for buying or renting, they were no longer affordable for the people struggling at the bottom.
Simple and small places, with only the basic facilities included, and cobwebs in every corner…they were far from luxurious, but they were where many people’s dreams began.
In the most remote part of the western suburb, there was an eye-catching and unique house, which had two floors, and was surrounded by small houses with only one floor.
It was aloft, just like its owner.
It was already midnight. Most remote areas were covered by darkness, but this private house was surrounded by other brightly lit houses.
As if there were the most loyal guards staying up all night to guard their king.
That’s right.
It was where Jiu Ye's most secret lair was.
This was also where his dream began.
Only here could he become unscrupulous, messing around with beautiful woman, spending his countless money, hiding people who shouldn’t be hidden…
Here, he was the only ruler.
In this gloomy night, where even the lights seemed to have become bleak and depressing.
‘RUMBLE~’ A flash of dazzling lightning suddenly tore through the night sky, and then a thunder burst, like the sound of war drums.
Is it going to rain again?
On the second floor balcony, Jiu Ye helplessly shook his head. The weather tonight was as bad as his mood.
"Jiu Ye, it's going to rain soon, come in." The speaker was an old man about fifty years old.
"Old man, how long have you been with me?" Jiu Ye said as he looked down at the bright lights from the houses as if looking at his kingdom.
"Thirty-one years." The old man replied without thinking.
"In thirty-one years, the kid you were became the old man you are now. You’re old, and so am I." Jiu Ye had an unpleasant expression on his face, and his eyes became more and more severe. "We haven't had such a big loss in a long time."
After a while, Jiu Ye asked again, "How is Xue Long's treatment going?"
"There’s nothing we can do. He’ll have to spend the rest of his life bedridden, it isn’t much different from being dead." The old man lowered his head, there were no changes to his expression. It was just dull and indifferent. "Jiu Ye, he suffers even while alive. Should I just end his suffering?"
"Oh...it's a pity. He had the potential for more." Jiu Ye gave a deep sigh, and there was a flash of rage in his expression. But quickly, he returned to the serene posture of a king. "Revenge must be served."
This was his conclusion.
Jiu Ye’s conclusion was an order, and orders were meant to be carried out.
The old man silently stepped aside and no longer spoke.
‘Drip~’ When the first raindrop fell, Jiu Ye finally turned around and walked inside the house.
In the house were people who had also entered not too long ago. They sat on the sofas, in twos or threes, and talked in a bird-like language Jiu Ye didn’t understand. Seeing him coming in, one quickly stood up and asked him with a not very proficient Chinese, "Jiu Ye, did you find out our master's whereabouts?"
“Your master isn’t in the police’s hands, he’s been detained by the military district.”
As soon as his words fell, another voice spoke in that bird language, and there seemed to be an argument. More voices chirped in fury and the noisy quarrel was giving Jiu Ye a headache.
‘Ahum...’ Jiu Ye cleared his throat and waited until everyone quieted down and looked at him. Finally, he slowly said, “I have a way to rescue your master, but before that, you’ll have to kill someone for me.”
Having said that, he took a photo from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.
One man took the photo and glanced at it. His stiff Chinese didn't affect his expression of disdain, "it’s just a taxi driver, do you really need us for this?"
The person in the photo was none other than Liu Yanbo. He was sat in a taxi and smiling happily.
Jiu Ye didn’t intend to hold back. Just as he said, no one had made him suffer such a big loss in a long time.
Liu Yanbo not only made him lose a subordinate with potential but also prevented him from his ambition to dominate Haishi’s underworld by humiliating him in front of his supporters.
Jiu Ye took his reputation very seriously. All those who dared slander his reputation had mysteriously disappeared. He didn’t want this taxi driver to be an exception.
"You better not underestimate him or you will die." Jiu Ye never looked down upon any enemy, which was one of many reasons why he could live up to now. "This is China, the land of tigers and dragons, It’s not comparable to your Southeast Asia."
Jiu Ye’s blunt words didn’t arouse any dissatisfaction, because he was telling facts.
A man with a somewhat wretched mustache stood up from the sofa, reached out and took the photo from his companion’s hands, smiled, and said, “Jiu Ye, you might not know but us Undercurrent people don’t belong to any region, and any country in the world is our stage. China, the land of tigers and dragons, is no exception. To kill someone in our stage, using your Chinese people language, it's as easy as to turn my hand*”
*footnote: [Same meaning as it’s a piece of cake.]
“Jiu Ye, if you don’t believe me, I’ll have that taxi driver dead by tomorrow.” The wretched mustache man laughed loudly, echoing the words ‘taxi driver’ with ridicule.
He was arrogant. So much that it blinded him.
China may not be the largest country in the world, but it was one of the safest countries there was. It was a forbidden place for killers and mercenaries. Whoever dared to step in and kill without mercy——
‘Boom~!’ A violent thunder suddenly sounded, accompanied by heavy rain and a murderous aura that was gloomier than the night sky.
“You won’t have a tomorrow.”
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Driver Tier:
Chapter 46: He Was The First
Chapter 47: Just Right
Chapter 48: Who Are You?
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Chapter 49: Hell on Earth
Chapter 50: Disappeared
Chapter 51: The Aftermath
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