In the end, really...?
Gu Tong rolled his eyes and said, "Han Shang gave a break, put on a ship, and also got soone to send back ho! But, I fainted halfway, so I’m not sure if that guy took a sneaky turn and stabbed twice more."
The last two sentences were clearly a joke.
Because, according to Han Shang’s character, such a thing is absolutely impossible.
In a sense, Han Shang is a ’man of his word,’ if he wanted Xue Tong dead, he would have done it long ago without all these complications.
Xia Xi chuckled, "If he had that ruthless heart, he wouldn’t have been bullied by you so miserably."
Everyone is rigorously trained and carefully nurtured by the old BOSS, but when it cos to them, it’s completely turned upside down.
By the later stages, the Sicuro Mafia almost followed Xue Tong’s lead.
Gu Tong’s eyes were sowhat dim, and he said calmly, "It’s not that he’s not ruthless, it’s that he’s too lonely!"
Han Shang is lonely like a wild wolf, a leader abandoned by the pack, unable to do anything wrong or commit any sins.
He’s pitiful and tragic, like a forsaken child!
...
On the day the old BOSS died.
In the Sicuro Mafia, every door shut, every candle was snuffed out, and the entire world was plunged into darkness.
On the coast, Han Shang sat on the reef, picked up a stone from the ground, looked at it for a long ti, and said, "Xue Tong, I have no family left!"
His voice was calm, devoid of any emotion, as if he was sighing or making an announcent.
Even Gu Tong, who stood behind him, couldn’t understand his thoughts.
Xue Tong leaned against the coconut tree, his voice steady, "But you’ve beco Sicuro’s BOSS! A true strongman!"
The Sicuro Mafia’s war of slaughter, the deceased old BOSS was killed by brothers in the midst of killing.
In this organization with royal power, aside from Han Shang, there was no one else to interfere.
Because they had all perished on the beach, their blood washed clean by the sea, with not even a corpse to be found.
In this world, no trace of their existence remained.
Han Shang put down the stone in his hand, a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth, "A true strongman, huh!"
Because of these words, too many have died already...
Slaughter! An endless cycle of slaughter!
Peace has departed...
He’s turned into a sinner with blood-stained hands!
Ha ha...
This is the so-called king, huh!
This throne is really red-hot.
Han Shang had too much since childhood, he isn’t greedy; rather he doesn’t care, "Power can turn fools into demons! Just like the fate in Tarot cards, it’s already predetermined on the wheel of destiny, no one can change it. Sotis I think about not being this king! Fool, I want to be a free man!"
Xue Tong didn’t choose to comfort him, as by now, saying anything is actually redundant, "After accompanying you in your sorrow! We still have to go to Longxing Country once, to complete what has not been finished! You know, we have no choice!"
Indeed.
There was no choice long ago.
The waves rolled, the whitecaps crashing onto the sea surface.
At this mont, Han Shang suddenly turned his body, his eyes concealed with lancholy and sorrow, his mouth opening and closing, uttering words slowly.
His face, so blurry...
The sound of the waves was too loud for Xue Tong to hear...
In the mory, Xue Tong took a step forward, trying to hear his words clearly!
But...
Right at this mont!
...
Pain!
Intense pain...
Gu Tong’s head was about to explode!
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