They were tied up by ropes.
Tormented by pain.
The gun was pointed at him.
It was clearly him, but why was he so afraid in front of her? Cold beads of sweat flowed out from his temples. Fear from the bottom of his heart surrounded his pupils and kept spinning. His trembling hands could not stop, and he could not even hold the spear steadily.
The moment his index finger touched the trigger, his arm finally stopped trembling. The moment his index finger pulled the trigger, the machine ignited the detonator. The gunpowder in the charge instantly burned, carrying a particularly pungent smell of fireworks, spewing out from the narrow muzzle! The blinding fire and the extremely high temperature instantly burned my forehead!
Bang!
After a thunderous explosion, the metal bullets hiding deep inside the barrel suddenly disintegrated in the scorching heat! The bullet followed the dark trajectory and shot out! A dazzling golden lightning bolt appeared! Then, it pierced through my skull!
There was no more pain. It was as if his eyes were covered by a layer of black cloth, and he closed his eyes as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden…
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I had no parents. When I was still wrapped in cloth, I was abandoned by the special forces 'concentration camp. It was the military instructor who passed by during morning training who adopted me. Because of this, when I could barely speak, I was already counting down in the military.
I never had a real name. If I put aside the nicknames that others had given me, all that had accompanied me for a long time was a series of numbers. However, these were only the prelude to my tragic fate. What was going to be played next was the symphony of nightmares!
The future didn't give me much of a choice. Due to my outstanding test results over the years and my status as an abandoned baby with no background, I was recruited by the government into the anti-terrorism special operation organization called RIS when I was just 20 years old. This kind of organization mainly used simple and crude methods to eliminate the core figures of terrorist organizations and destroy the pillars of faith of terrorist organizations. In other words, it was not made public…
Assassination Organization.
polylepis！
The pronunciation of each letter was chilling. This was the code name I received after I officially joined the organization. Compared to the numbers in the army, this was more like a name. At the same time, Polyepis had become the nightmare of those terrorists.
Dendroaspis polylepis, which means Black Mamba, was the origin of this strange code name. Not only was it an affirmation of my combat ability, but it also perfectly explained why I was acting alone. It wasn't because I was cold and arrogant by nature, but because the blood that flowed from my former companions forced me to abandon these things…
This was unavoidable. If I had to use a certain color to describe the mission that the organization had given me, it would definitely be red! Moreover, it was a bloody red color that was filled with a stench! I shouldn't be considered a bloodthirsty pervert, because every time the thick smell of blood seeped into my nose, I gradually forgot the definition of a smile.
Many people said that I was very talented, talented in killing people. They even compared me to a ghost wandering on the battlefield, always able to silently stab the dagger into the enemy's body! However, they would never know that the painful howls of countless enemies before they died, as well as the ferocious faces that had accumulated hatred and resentment, had seeped into the depths of my memories and kept echoing in my mind.
For more than ten years, I, who had been mentally tortured, began to be unable to fall into deep sleep naturally. The safe dosage of sleeping pills had long lost its effect. In order to maintain mental stability, I often relied on the injection of powerful anesthetics to force myself to "fall asleep" to ensure a relatively normal mental state.
However, it must be known that this method was unable to give me true peace. This state continued for another ten years, until I was betrayed by the organization and finally fell into the hands of the terrorists with injuries all over my body. I didn't even know…
What was he fighting for? Fortunately, it was all over now.
It seemed that this meaningless and dark life had already reached its end. From the moment the bullet pierced through my skull, I felt an unprecedented peace. This kind of peace was as if I was in the middle of a vast star.
A long-lost sleepiness came…
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"Cowardly reptile!"
The cold voice that was quietly evoked in his ears was like the muffled groans of a demon from hell. While countless ripples were stirred in his mind, the sudden dizziness immediately replaced the original sleepiness. At this moment,'he' was squinting his eyes with great effort, although he did not understand why he could still move his eyelids.
Wasn't I already dead?
However, in his narrow field of vision, everything was just a little hazy. It was at this moment that a wisp of milky white smoke rushed past his eyes like a ghost sliding on the ground! He didn't have the heart to take a closer look. His gaze first swept past these indistinguishable objects before landing on the black shadow not far away. The black robe draped down like the hazy veil of a soul-seducing god of death. Even when it fell to the ground, it was still more than half a foot long. It stuck to the unfamiliar and cold ground and rippled on its own like a living thing!
As for the background, it was naturally pitch-black as expected, coupled with the current incomplete consciousness! He couldn't tell where he was at all? He could only see that under the strange cloak…
It was constantly emitting illusory, light-colored gray smoke. The smoke crawled along the ground and surrounded…
Perhaps it was an illusion, but the 'smoke' seemed to be crying or howling, like a soul struggling in endless pain!
He controlled the camera to move slowly…
In the end, before he could see the other party's face clearly, he once again lost consciousness under the dizziness that was increasingly difficult to resist. However, this final effort was not completely fruitless. Just before his vision completely blurred, he seemed to have vaguely seen something…
It looked like a pair of demon horns that were nearly three feet long!
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"Ye Jiu! Stop sleeping! Captain Xu is here!"
"Ye Jiu!"
"Ye…"
After an unknown amount of time, just as his consciousness was immersed in a sweet dream, the urgent urging voice sounded a little worried and carried a little tenderness. Every time it entered his ears, it barely opened the eyes of this youth named "Ye Jiu". Looking at that half-awake face, he was still pursing his lips. He must have had a good sleep last night.
Crash!
However, at this moment, the icy water that was emitting cold air came rushing at them! Without waiting for the youth to make any preparations, the cold of autumn instantly pierced through his thin clothes. The bone-crushing cold took the opportunity to drill into every pore on his body, dispelling the drowsiness hidden under his skin!
"Are you awake?"
A middle-aged man in his forties casually walked up to the young man as he threw away the empty wooden bucket, accompanied by a series of sounds when the wooden bucket landed on the ground. The ugly corners of his mouth curled up into a sly arc. Although there was a "captain" at the end of the title, looking at his cowardly appearance, he felt that it did not match the title of "captain"…
His hair was sparse and his face was wretched.
Only his clean blue clothes, which were barely set off by the coarse and tattered clothes around him, showed a little 'noble'. Right, he almost forgot to mention the sheathed dagger at his waist. Perhaps it was because of its master's dregs, but it had lost some of its " color ".
The camera turned again…
The entire bucket of ice water made the young man who had just woken up completely motionless. His head was still drooping, and his wet hair was stuck to his forehead tightly, like an icicle hanging in the cave, half covered and half exposed, making it difficult to see his eyes.
Beside him stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child. Although he could not be considered very handsome, there was at least some righteousness in his eyes. Based on the urgent reminder from before, it could be known that he more or less had some relationship with this lazing youth in front of him. Immediately, he hurriedly stood up and tried to plead for his friend.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, he...”
However, before he could finish his apologetic words, his mouth was sealed by anger.
"I'm asking you a question. You... Uh!"
Seeing that the boy was tactful enough to shut his mouth, the anger hanging between Sergeant Xu's brows dissipated a little. However, his stinking arrogance of " the wheels of a dung cart falling off " did not show any signs of restraint. The tables had turned, and his mocking reprimand could not be completely blurted out before it was forcefully stuffed back into his throat by the dense killing intent that came rushing at him!
In the blink of an eye.
The young man in front of him suddenly stood up! His thin arms suddenly stretched out with the momentum of piercing through candles and plucking flames! The scabbard on Sergeant Xu's waist flashed with silver light! The sharp dagger blade carried a half-inch cold light as it was unsheathed! His smooth action of snatching the blade showed the word "swift" without giving anyone a chance to react!
The following scene was even more overwhelming!
The cold light on the blade of the dagger was supporting the obviously dissymmetrical face. At this moment, people could finally see a pair of terrifying eyes in the hair soaked in cold water. It was like a ferocious beast hiding in the bushes, spying on its prey. Coexisting with this killing intent…
It was a depth and indifference that no sixteen-year-old youth should have.
The scene froze. Under the focus of countless gazes, the young man named "Ye Jiu" snatched the dagger from Sergeant Xu's waist and pressed it against his neck!
His eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of his eye sockets. Although his left and right eyes were of different sizes, at this moment, both of them were completely in a daze. His face was covered in cold sweat. At this moment, he felt as if he was being entangled by thousands of poisonous snakes!
His life was hanging by a thread…
(Chapter 4, section 16 of the military law: Those below the rank of a soldier can be dealt with first before reporting, but those below the rank of a private can be ignored.)）
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