Kevin Mathew gave Muto Ichiro a thumbs up. If Xu Yun hadn't been able to resist Muto Ichiro's attack with all his might, he wouldn't have been able to find a chance to shoot. After all, before he fired, he had to make sure that his eyes could lock onto the target. Only then could he transmit the correct "command" to the gun through the wireless chip. Although this kind of high-tech thing was awesome, it couldn't hit the target randomly.
This time, Kevin Mathew locked onto Muto Ichiro's head. Unfortunately, the bullet wasn't as fast as Muto Ichiro's speed. It didn't hit Muto Ichiro's head, but it accidentally hit Muto Ichiro's back.
No matter how strong the body was, it wasn't like an iron wall. Even a master who had practiced the Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt for decades could only resist knives and axes. After all, the human body was made of flesh. It was impossible to eject a high-speed bullet. The gun was definitely the greatest invention in the history of war. This toy had already caused countless experts to lose their lives.
However, the physical fitness of a master was still stronger than that of an ordinary person. The True Qi in Muto Ichiro's body weakened the damage caused by the bullet at the last critical moment. Although the bullet exploded in his back, it didn't penetrate his heart. Otherwise, he would have died long ago. There was no need for Xu Yun's powerful Eight Extremities Fist.
In a sense, the bullet disrupted Muto Ichiro's mental strength, and Xu Yun's punch was the real culprit that injured Muto Ichiro's body! It was the ultimate punch!
Muto Ichiro, who was lying heavily on the deck, no longer had the strong pressure he had at the beginning. He breathed heavily and recalled everything he had done in his life. He had worked hard for the Japanese government. Every prime minister had put him in an important position because he controlled the Black Tomb Special Forces and erased the disgraceful history of Japan.
However, he also knew that every prime minister had treated him like a dog, a lowly dog! He would never be recognized in the true sense. That was because his father wasn't a member of the Yamato people. He was just a traitor of Hua Xia.
On the surface, the people in the Japanese cabinet welcomed him with a smile. That was because he had done a lot of things that satisfied them. But behind their backs, he was just a "bastard who was willing to be used".
Muto Ichiro was well aware of this, but he also knew that he had no way out. He would never be able to live openly in this world. He and his Black Tomb Special Forces were like a group of ghouls, forever living in a place where they could not see the light of day.
They had done too many disgraceful things, and they had made too many countries and people angry and resentful. In order to obtain the approval of those bastards in the Japanese Cabinet, they did the dirtiest and most despicable things in the world. They were sinners who destroyed the evidence of human history. A sinner who should never be forgiven!
When all of this flashed through his mind, Muto Ichiro realized that his fate had come to an end. Only on the brink of death would a person examine their life. Regardless of whether it was right or wrong, he would only make a reasonable judgment and decision when he was about to die.
Muto Ichiro knew that he was wrong. He had been wrong all his life.
"Hahahaha!!" Muto Ichiro, whose heart meridian was completely damaged by Xu Yun, laughed wildly. He shouted without hesitation, "I deserve to die! Hurry up and kill me! Give me a quick death! I should go to hell! Hahahaha! If I have the chance to meet those ugly Japanese in hell, I will definitely tear them apart! "
"I didn't expect you to be able to live like a man in the end. You dare to bear the consequences of your mistakes." Xu Yun said coldly, "But it's too late. You will not be forgiven."
"I never thought of being forgiven." Muto Ichiro used the last of his strength to say, "The moment I was born, I was branded as a bastard! I'm a bastard, a lackey, a despicable traitor! I've been like this since I was born, and I've always been like this! No one can change that! "
These words really shocked Xu Yun. Indeed, he had no choice. Just like him, he was sent to the Dragon Brigade when he was young. He had no choice but to be an upright man. Muto Ichiro was destined to be the son of a lackey. He would continue to be a lackey for the Japanese government.
This was the arrangement of fate.
But even if it was fate, Xu Yun would not forgive him for all that he had done for the Japanese government. He was the product of history's tragedy. Perhaps, death would be a release for him. At least he would no longer be trapped in the pain of his tragic identity.
"Kill me!" It was hard to tell whether Muto Ichiro was smiling or angry.
"I will give you a quick death." After Xu Yun finished speaking, he took the pistol that Paul handed to him. Although Paul wanted to kill the person who killed his brother, he believed that Xu Yun needed to kill the sinner of Hua Xia, the sinner of history.
Bang —!
The bullet mercilessly shattered Muto Ichiro's skull. The greatest sinner in history, known as one of the Seven Kings, would be buried in the sea where he had done so much evil.
There was no echo on the empty sea. After the gunshot ended, the sea fell into a dead silence again. Tonight was exceptionally calm.
Muto Ichiro was dead. Xu Yun felt a huge weight lifted from his heart. This unprecedented comfort made him feel exceptionally relaxed. Sometimes, he felt that life was like the sea. It would not be as calm as tonight forever. Perhaps tomorrow, the storm would surge and the waves would rise high again.
This was called life.
Muto Ichiro's body was mercilessly thrown into the sea by his brothers. No one would care about the life and death of such a sinner. Everyone would only be happy about it. But because of the death of two mercenary brothers, there was no joyous atmosphere on the ship.
Gu Qiya personally presided over the memorial ceremony for the two mercenary brothers. They knew very well that in this weather, the bodies could not be left on the ship for more than 20 days to be cremated in Canada. They chose a water burial. Perhaps this kind of funeral was more suitable for Pinat, a mercenary who had been wandering his whole life …
The Middle East, Western Europe, South Africa, North America … There were footprints of their expeditions on every continent. And today, they would drift on the calm surface of the Pacific Ocean to a place that no one knew. There would never be a war again. Everything would become more peaceful than ever.
No one cried because of this. As mercenaries, everyone knew that this was the end of their fate. Even if they left the battlefield, they would still do dangerous things and face the threat of death. This was their own choice. Since they had chosen it, they had to be prepared to die at any time.
Most of the mercenaries were God's supporters. They held the cross in front of their chest and prayed for their dead brothers and for themselves.
Xu Yun knew that he should not disturb them at this time. He let them vent their emotions silently and motioned for Kevin Mathew to follow him back to the room. Gu Qiya also did not have the mood to lament about her life. She led Guoguo and Xu Yun back to the room together.
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