Faced with the howl of the person in front of him, Smith did not stop.
He just held the gun and walked forward slowly.
Nowadays, without his arms, Mark is not even considered a disabled person.
Without the protection of others, he is just a fish to be slaughtered.
"Smith, I warn you, if you kill me..."
"If you kill me, there is no way my uncle will let you go!"
"I am the leader of the mercenary group under the name of the Black Hawk Gang!"
"If you kill me, the Black Hawk Gang will not spare you!"
"Heizi can't protect you, you will definitely die!"
"You have to think clearly!"
Mark gradually retreated to the edge of the cliff, and one step back was an abyss.
He glanced back at the surging waves, swallowed slightly, and then turned to look at Smith threateningly.
But how could ten years of revenge be extinguished just by two verbal threats from this man?
"Ah! Of course I have thought it through."
Smith raised the pistol and pointed the dark muzzle at Smith's forehead.
"You said, if I just kill you like this, is it too easy for you?"
"But...even if I torture and kill you, Catherine won't be very happy..."
"Goodbye, in the next life, remember to be a good person."
"don't want……"
"No! I haven't accomplished my goal yet. I haven't climbed to the top of the Black Hawk Gang yet."
"I haven't seen you guys kneel in front of me and beg me for mercy..."
Mark looked at Smith and suddenly shouted.
He pulled the trigger.
The sound of gunfire was covered by the sound of wind.
Also leaving together was Mark's roar.
He was like a seabird that had lost its wings and lost all its strength in an instant.
He fell backwards, and his body fell under the cliff and was instantly swallowed by the raging waves.
Smith slowly put down the gun in his hand, looked at the gloomy sky in the distance, and exhaled a long breath.
Ten years! It has been ten years since the day Catherine died.
I have imagined killing Mark countless times, and I have also imagined how comfortable I would feel after killing this guy.
But when he actually killed Mark...
There was nothing in his chest.
There was nothing left, and the desire for revenge that was originally filled in my heart dissipated in the strong wind and waves in an instant.
"Smith..."
Abe Ishigo slowly stepped forward and came to the man's side.
"Abe, we succeeded!"
Smith had a smile on his face.
"Um……"
Abe Ishigo nodded slightly.
"Yes, we succeeded."
"Catherine would be very happy if she could see it, right?"
"No!"
But to Abe Isoh's surprise, Smith shook his head slightly.
"She won't be happy."
"She has never asked us to do anything for her, not during her lifetime, and certainly not after her death."
"Revenge for her is just my wishful thinking."
"I just thought Mark deserved to die, so I killed him."
"She won't be happy."
Smith looked at the sea level in the distance and sighed softly.
"But I'm happy about it!"
"I am very satisfied."
"There is one less scumbag named Mark in this world."
"so……"
Smith turned back to look at Abe Ishigo.
"That's enough!"
Abe Ishigo looked into the man's eyes.
There are a lot of things in there that I can't understand.
After killing Mark, Smith seemed to have an epiphany.
He could only feel that his captain was getting further and further away from him.
And one day, one day, I will no longer be able to catch up in his footsteps.
Just like Ye Chen abandoned Zhao Hailong, maybe one day, Smith will abandon him and leave alone?
But I think Abe Ishigo didn't feel scared here.
Just some emotion.
What kind of thoughts did Catherine, who was killed by Mark, have before she died?
Is it unwillingness?
anger?
resentment?
Or fear?
He didn't know these things.
Mark is dead, and the answer to this question will be buried in the deepest part of the sea along with the bodies of Mark and Catherine.
"Sorry, Aze, I took Mark's life."
Smith walked up to Zhao Hailong, smiled softly, and said so apologetically.
"You should also want to kill this guy, right?"
Zhao Hailong pressed the young man under him and looked up at Smith.
Like Abe Ishigo, he found that the man in front of him seemed to have completely transformed.
So he shook his head slightly.
"There is no such thing. If it weren't for you two, I might be the one who falls off the cliff now."
He looked down at the young man he was holding down, and slowly raised his fist.
"wait……"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Zhao Hailong's fist fell hard on the other party's face.
This punch caused the young man to faint completely.
"So, what exactly did you want to do just now?"
Smith glanced at Ye Chen's body lying quietly in the pit, looked at Zhao Hailong and asked.
"I……"
Zhao Hailong was silent for a while.
"I don't want Boss Ye's body to be turned into a puppet by these guys to be driven by them for the rest of their lives."
"He died because of me, so at least..."
"At least, I want to take him back to China!"
"oh?"
Smith looked at Zhao Hailong and nodded slightly.
"So, what are you going to do now?"
"Are you going to destroy this body?"
"Or...bring it back to the forbidden land?"
Zhao Hailong shook his head.
He hasn't thought clearly yet, Ye Chen's death is simply impossible for him.
He didn't believe that someone like Ye Chen could die so easily.
But Mengya's statement always lingered in Zhao Hailong's mind.
"No one who is not completely dead can become a corpse puppet!"
But judging from Ye Chen's body now, it seems that he has reached the late stage of transformation.
Just a few seconds away, a corpse king will emerge from the sky.
"Although I really want to help you..."
Before Zhao Hailong could figure out the answer in his mind, Smith turned to look at the dense forest on the side.
"But... I'm afraid you won't be able to decide the whereabouts of Ye Chen's body this time."
The gunfire here just now successfully attracted the attention of the Black Hawk Gang members on the island.
When the guards who had been deceived by Zhao Hailong discovered that Ye Chen's body had disappeared into the forbidden area, they quickly reported it to Monroe.
At this moment, Monroe had led a large number of troops to fight in front of Zhao Hailong and others.
