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Afghanistan, Shalan city.

An ordinary resident's house became a temporary base for mercenaries.

Faint cries and painful moans came from the next room.

"Let them be quiet." The leader closed his eyes and gave the order.

A mercenary walked into the next room, and with a few short gunshots, all the sounds disappeared.

The air pressure in the room became lower, and it became completely quiet. No one spoke. The leader still closed his eyes, and a sharp flying knife was spinning rapidly between his fingers.

"I thought you were experts, experts in killing people."

The leader finally opened his eyes.

"But an ordinary man without a gun or a bulletproof vest managed to escape successfully despite being heavily surrounded by you. By the way, I almost forgot, his leg was also injured."

With a cold gaze, he scanned the mercenaries present and stabbed the throwing knife into the wooden table.

"I really don't understand why Boss Jinpin spent money to hire you? Or maybe he thinks you are too useless and wants to completely eliminate you wastes through this mission. Don't worry, the pension will be enough."

"Shut up, Bullseye."

The man standing in the corner stood up. "Just because we are following you doesn't mean that we really obey you and are your subordinates. We do it for the sake of Kingpin and the commission."

That's right, they are not Bullseye's subordinates.

They were hired by Kingpin, the American underworld emperor, and their initial mission was to go to Japan and bring the suitcase back to the United States safely.

This was originally just a simple to somewhat boring transportation task.

Until that mysterious woman appeared.

She was like an evil spirit, a person, and a gun, forcing these men who had experienced countless lives and deaths into a corner.

In the battle a week ago, eight of them died, all of them shot in the head.

Relying on the sacrifice of their ninth companion, they found the sniper point where the woman was hiding. Driven by fear and hatred, they rushed over and vowed to tear her into pieces.

But when they arrived, a poison gas bomb was waiting for them.

Nearly half of the people died again.

The rest were lucky enough to save their lives because they were carrying gas masks, but the box was also taken away by the woman.

After the news reached New York, Kingpin smashed the table in anger and sent his best assassins to clean up the mess.

This killer is Bullseye.

Bullseye has an extraordinary throwing ability. Anything that can be thrown is the most dangerous weapon in his hands. Not only that, he is also a fighting expert and is proficient in all kinds of hot and cold weapons.

In horizontal comparison, he is very similar to SHIELD's Hawkeye, except that he focuses more on pure assassination, while Hawkeye has stronger intelligence exploration and problem-solving abilities.

Bullseye had only one order: kill the woman and bring the box back.

"Don't worry, idiots, I will make her pay the price she deserves."

On the first day after arriving in Japan, Bullseye gathered the remaining mercenaries, looked at them and said disdainfully: "As for you, just do the things I arranged and do them well."

Then, there was a week-long manhunt that spanned half the world.

Both are top killers, neither Bullseye nor the woman can easily kill each other.

The only losses were the mercenaries. Under Bullseye's indifferent command, five more people died.

The team that originally had more than forty people now only has fourteen people left.

Because of their mistake, the box was snatched away, so they chose to endure Bullseye's bad temper, but their patience has come to an end.

The man standing in the corner stepped forward and said with a cold face: "Listen, Bullseye, we will no longer listen to your orders. Next, we will move freely, you can get out."

Before the man could finish his words, a flying knife pierced his throat!

Wow!

All the mercenaries raised their guns, their black muzzles pointed at the bullseye.

They are brothers who are born and die. They can accept death on the battlefield and at the gunpoint of the enemy, but they cannot accept being killed by a bastard with a sarcastic smile!

Bullseye put his hands in his arms, and the mercenaries turned on the safety on their firearms.

The air suddenly solidified.

However, what Bullseye took out was not a throwing knife, but a mobile phone.

He sat on the chair, pressed the play button, and threw the phone on the table.

There was gold in his hand and a deep, deep voice:

"Tell those idiots that I will triple the commission. As long as I can get the box back, I will forgive them for the stupid things they have committed. But if they can't... I will let them know what hell is."

Bullseye put his feet on the table and was almost lying on the chair.

"This is what Boss Kingpin said before I set off. It's your choice. Do you want money? Or shoot?"

The mercenaries looked at each other and then at the warm bodies of their companions on the ground...

These are their beloved relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!

So, you have to add money.

Three times the commission...enough.

As the emperor of the underground forces in the United States, the most important thing Kingpin lacked was money.

The muzzle of the gun was lowered again, and a mercenary said: "Thank you boss for buying you a life with money."

"Huh" Bullseye tapped his cheek, "I don't think so."

After his reminder, the mercenaries felt a slight sting on their faces, and then they discovered an extra bloodstain, and it was on everyone. Looking behind them, the wall was densely covered with flying knives.

When did he throw it out?

No one saw this action, but they knew that as long as Bullseye was willing, the knife could be inserted into their throats at any time.

Like brothers lying on the ground.

"For a bunch of trash, I don't expect you to achieve much. Use your lives to lure out the tour guide and the damn woman. I will take care of the rest, so get out."

Bullseye closed his eyes again, and this time, no one dared to contradict him.

…

Abu was lying on the bed. The basement was a little damp and the bed was uncomfortable.

But he's still alive, and that's more important than anything else.

It had been more than ten hours since he was hunted down, and it should be the next day now. Since there were no windows in the basement, it was impossible to tell the specific time.

The basement door opened, and the boy came over with a plate containing steamed corn kernels, rice, and four or five mutton balls.

Abu took it silently and ate with a big gulp. After he finished eating, the boy took out a new bandage and helped him put it on.

"Have you studied medicine?" Abu could tell that his skills were professional.

"In the past, when I was following the boss, because I was the youngest and they were injured, they asked me to bandage the wound."

Abu held the spoon for eating. It was made of pure iron and could barely be used as a weapon.

"What's your name?" Abu asked.

"Ahmadids."

"Okay, Des, why did you save me?" Abu observed his expression, "I once killed your companion."

"Whoever kills one person in vain is like killing all; whoever saves one person is like saving all." Des said, without raising his head, he still wrapped the bandage seriously.

"The teachings of the Quran, so you are a believer?"

"Um."

"When did you become religious?"

Des tied the last knot. He raised his head and looked at Abu: "Since God allowed Ibris to come to the world and kill my former partner."

"Iblis" is the great evil described in the Quran.

It took a long time for Abu to realize that the big devil in his mouth should be referring to Zhang Ming.

Des continued: "My parents were killed by the boss very early. The boss saw that I could work, so he took me back to the base. I started to help them load bullets, and when I got older, I learned how to shoot and shoot with them.

kill"

"Wait! Don't you hate them? Why do you want to help them?"

"Why hate?"

"They killed your parents!" Abu couldn't understand his brain circuit.

"My father and mother worked together to steal the boss's money, and then the boss chased them and killed them. Isn't this normal?"

Is it normal?

Of course it's not normal, this is the enemy who killed his parents!

But in this chaotic country, it seems to be natural, after all...

This matter has something to do with money.

After working in Afghanistan for so many years, Abu has seen too many tragedies. In the final analysis, it is all about money.

"You still haven't said why you saved me."

Des continued: "Allah allowed us to be killed as punishment for our sins. My parents had the kindness to give birth to me, but they were thieves and could not reach heaven; my eldest brother and my companions had the kindness to raise me, but they had the kindness to raise me.

They are murderers and they will also not be able to reach heaven."

"I am the only one who survived. I have the responsibility to atone for their sins so that they can return to heaven one day. After returning to the base, I donated all my boss's savings over the years to the poor. The remaining

With a little money, I opened this restaurant and provided free dinners to homeless people every night."

"I'm only sixteen years old, and I can live for fifty to sixty years. I can use the remaining time to help others, and maybe I can complete my atonement."

Abu put down the spoon and felt a little panicked after listening to Des's words.

It is certainly good to repent and make up for past mistakes, but the reason for doing so is because of faith and the desire to go to heaven after death, not from inner reflection...

Can this really be called repentance?

Abu, who has no religious beliefs, cannot give an answer. His biggest idea is to leave here and no longer want to accept Des's help.

"Where are you going? They are still looking for you outside."

Abu looked down at the box on his wrist and said, "Lend me your phone."

Des handed over the phone.

Abu dialed the number according to his memory, and soon a familiar voice appeared in the receiver.

"Hello, I am Zhang Ming."

"I am Abu, Zhang Ming, and I need your help."

After a few minutes, Abu put down the phone and his tone became slightly more relaxed.

"This friend of mine has a good relationship with Tony Stark. I told him the situation. Maybe you can see the legendary steel suit with your own eyes."

"Your friend...that Iblis?"

"He is not a devil, he is a good man, a truly good man." Abu corrected.

"If your friend is really just an ordinary person." Des pointed to the red warning light above the basement, "then we may die before he comes."

He walked to the corner, lifted a blanket, and revealed four old surveillance screens. He turned on the switch, and a black and white picture appeared on the screen.

Five mercenaries were walking into Des' restaurant with guns in hand.

Stimulated by the triple commission, the mercenaries burst out with great enthusiasm.

Abu's leg was injured and he couldn't run far at all. Although they temporarily lost his whereabouts, they were sure that he was still in this neighborhood.

The mercenaries searched door to door and finally targeted Des' restaurant.

After talking to Zhang Ming on the phone, Abu's nerves that had just been relaxed became tense again.

This time he was really cornered.

The ups and downs of his mood made his eyes darken. After taking a few deep breaths, Abu turned to Des and asked, "Do you have a gun?"

"You want to fight them?" Des asked in surprise, "You can't beat them."

"If you can't beat me, why don't you wait to die? Give me a gun and I'll go up myself. You continue to hide here."

Des stared at Abu for a long time, "Okay, then I'll help you. This is also to atone for your sins." He stood up and walked to the corner.

There were a lot of debris piled there, and they were covered with linoleum.

He opened the linoleum cloth, and a lot of dust was kicked up. Abu was choked and coughed, but when he saw what was underneath clearly, his eyes suddenly widened!

Pistols, rifles, shotguns, body armor, grenades...

There is also a personal rocket launcher at the bottom!

"You robbed the arsenal?"

Des explained: "I threw away what was left in the base. I was afraid that someone would pick it up and hurt others. It was a pity to destroy it. So I took them all back and hid them here."

Abu touched the weapons and ammunition piled into a hill, and a glimmer of hope gradually appeared in his despair...

The mercenaries outside, after searching the restaurant, found the entrance to the basement, which was just a thin layer of wood. One of them leaned down and put his ear to it to listen.

"No sound."

Another mercenary took out a flash bomb, opened the board and was about to throw it in, but when he opened a gap in the board, he looked into a pair of bright eyes.

is the goal!

And on the target's shoulders, he is carrying...

"rpg!"

As the mercenaries shouted, Abu pulled the trigger, and the rocket launcher fired flames. The warhead broke through the thin wooden board and exploded in the small space where the mercenaries gathered.

Also exploding together was the flash bomb in the hand of the mercenary just now.

Heat waves, vibrations, bright lights, and noises came back all at once. Abu lifted the silver suitcase and hid behind it with Des.

After a few seconds, it became quiet outside.

The mercenaries who were ambushing outside the restaurant poked their heads out from behind the wall. They shouted into the communicator, but none of their companions who entered could respond to them.

Dust and explosion smoke blocked their view, and they vaguely saw two people walking out.

Is it a companion?

still……

Suddenly, tongues of fire spit out from the flying dust, a large number of bullets were fired, and another mercenary was shot and fell.

"It's the enemy!"

The mercenaries fired back.

A strong wind blew by, revealing Abu and Des.

Abu held a gun in his right hand, and the suitcase was tied to his left arm as a huge shield. Two bullet belts were hung on his body, and a bunch of grenades were strapped to his waist.

Des followed him with a calm expression, as if he was not participating in a war where he could die at any time, but was doing the most ordinary work.

"Come on! You bastards!" Abu shouted.

The last seven remaining mercenaries spread out and took advantage of the bunker to cross fire.

Abu and Des fought back without fear.

There were constant gunshots on the front battlefield, but somewhere they couldn't see, the mysterious female customer was half-kneeling on the top floor of a tall building, holding a sniper rifle steadily in her hand.

On the other side, Bullseye was sitting in a jeep not far away, playing with a throwing knife.

They are all waiting for the other to make the first move. As long as whoever reveals their position first, the next second, bullets or flying knives will take away the other's life.

However, the ending they were waiting for did not come.

In the middle of the frontal battlefield, a rainbow beam of light fell from the sky.

When the light beam dissipated, Zhang Ming appeared with lightning flashing all over his body!

The Chain of Absurdity surrounds his left arm, fluttering slightly;

He holds a lightsaber in his right hand, emitting golden light;

There was a slight distortion in the air behind him, which was a sign that the barrage was ready to pour out at any time.

Seeing Zhang Ming's appearance, neither the mercenary nor Abu dared to move.

Des's legs softened and he knelt on the ground, muttering: "Iblis."