Chapter 135

As the news spread like wildfire throughout the city, the name “El Cazador” echoed in the whispers of the people. The hitman, the avenger, the one who dared to challenge the mighty cartel that had reigned with impunity for far too long.

On every television screen and newspaper headline, my outfit and mask was plastered, accompanied by stories of my relentless pursuit of justice and my audacious acts against the cartel’s operations. The public hailed me as a hero, a symbol of hope in a city drowning in corruption and fear.

I watched the news reports with a mixture of pride and caution. The attention was both a blessing and a curse. While it bolstered our reputation and further weakened the rival cartel, it also heightened the risks we faced. Every step we took had to be measured and precise, for our actions were under constant scrutiny.

But the public’s adulation fueled my determination. It was a reminder of the purpose behind our relentless efforts, the reason we h