51: Xiao Chen ended his life miserably

"Jiang Che, f*** your mother!"

"Aaaaaah, you bitch!"

After reading the news report, Xiao Chen threw his phone to the ground, his entire being filled with such rage he felt like he was falling apart. Like a mad dog that had lost control of its emotions, he barked incessantly while smashing the furniture in the room.

The table, chairs, and laptop were not spared, all instantly smashed to pieces by Xiao Chen.

"Aaaaaah!"

Xiao Chen felt as though he were going crazy, his mind becoming hazy, his eyes bloodshot and filled with red veins, his vision blurring.

Although he had no evidence, Xiao Chen was 100% certain that his Blood Wolf Mercenary Group had been wiped out by that bastard Jiang Che.

With Jiang Che's monstrous background, wouldn't it be easy to wipe out a mercenary group in Africa?

Aside from Jiang Che, Xiao Chen couldn't think of a second person with such capabilities.

While there were no shortage of dark organizations in the underworld, not many held a blood feud with his Blood Wolf Mercenary Group.

Even if those few enemy forces united, it would be impossible for them to wipe out the Blood Wolf Mercenary Group overnight.

"Wuwuwu..."

"Brothers, it is I, Xiao Chen, who has failed you, wuwuwu..."

"Rest assured, once I reach Major Achievement again and reach the Peak, I will definitely avenge you!"

Xiao Chen choked out, tears falling uncontrollably down his cheeks as he knelt shakily on the ground and began to kowtow frantically.

It seemed this was the only way to alleviate some of the guilt in his heart.

Xiao Chen's movements were forceful; a "dong dong" sound came from the floor, and his forehead quickly turned blood-red.

Yet, Xiao Chen seemed unable to feel the waves of pain in his forehead, continuing to kowtow madly.

For a long time, until the blood completely blurred his vision, Xiao Chen stumbled to his feet, feeling parched, and grabbed a bottle from the table to take a big gulp.

"Cough, cough!"

A scorching, burning sensation followed, and Xiao Chen only then realized belatedly that he wasn't drinking water, but a bottle of 96% proof Little Bird vodka.

Xiao Chen was a lover of alcohol. After all, in that hellhole of Africa where war raged year-round, every mission was fraught with danger, leaving his mind tightly wound.

Every time a mission ended, Xiao Chen would get heavily drunk, then go with his brothers to visit the most voluptuous local black women to indulge and live freely.

This bottle of Little Bird vodka had been a gift from his brothers before he returned to the Dragon Kingdom.

Drinking it now truly brought a bitter taste to his heart.

Seeing the object brought the person to mind; seeing this bottle of vodka, Xiao Chen broke down again. Ignoring everything, not caring about the various injuries on his body, he opened his maw and started gulping it down.

Soon, the entire bottle of Little Bird vodka was finished by Xiao Chen, and his eyes became increasingly hazy.

In his daze, Xiao Chen seemed to see his dead brothers beckoning to him.

"Brothers, I will come to keep you company soon..."

Muttering to himself and shaking his head frantically, Xiao Chen recovered a sliver of sanity.

With the monstrous rage in his heart finding no outlet, Xiao Chen felt like he was about to explode. Stimulated by the alcohol, his inner desires were thoroughly ignited.

For a mercenary king like Xiao Chen who couldn't live without women, not touching a woman for half a month was harder than killing him.

Before returning to the country, he could still take care of a few black wives, but now he had no women in the Dragon Kingdom.

Moreover... he had no money!

Even if he left the rental room to find a streetwalker, he couldn't.

"It seems I can only do it myself..."

"Doing it yourself, providing for yourself, it's all the same..."

Taking a deep breath internally and desperately suggesting it to himself, Xiao Chen lowered his trembling body and picked up the phone that had been smashed into a mess.

Although the screen was somewhat cracked, watching a video was still no problem.

Xiao Chen lay on the bed frame in a daze, first opening Yinfu Platform to watch a few beautiful streamers dance provocatively.

When his interest peaked, Xiao Chen swallowed with some excitement and opened an orange app with trembling fingers.

Originally, Xiao Chen was full of anticipation.

But after seeing the featured video on the app's homepage, Xiao Chen was instantly so angry that smoke came out of his seven orifices, and he flew into a rage.

"Jiang Che, I ****"

Xiao Chen began to curse loudly again, his face flushed red, turning iron-blue and purple.

The featured video on the homepage was exactly his miserable life in prison, with the cover giving a close-up of his facial expression, titled 《Prison Life》.

Below the video were various comments from fellow enthusiasts.

They said all sorts of things, but most people were praising his physique, saying they wanted to try him out.

Seeing these insulting comments directed at him, Xiao Chen's lungs were about to explode with anger!

Already seriously injured with his Dantian destroyed, plus the stimulation of the alcohol, and under extreme anger, the Qi in Xiao Chen's entire body began to flow in reverse uncontrollably, all gathering in his lower body.

After reaching a critical point, with a loud "Bang!", Xiao Chen's brother exploded!

In an instant, blood flowed endlessly, and a pain ten times more agonizing than before swept through Xiao Chen's entire body.

Xiao Chen watched helplessly as his tool of the trade exploded and shattered into pieces, his facial expression truly spectacular, turning from red to green, then to purple.

Unable to bear the grief and indignation in his heart any longer, a large mouthful of red blood sprayed from his mouth, and he lay straight back on the bed frame.

"Ah!"

The heart-wrenching pain made Xiao Chen roll back and forth on the bed frame, eventually rolling onto the floor by accident, where glass shards pierced his eyes, causing Xiao Chen to completely lose the ability to act.

"I am not reconciled!"

A cry of grief and indignation roared from Xiao Chen's mouth, and harboring monstrous hatred for Jiang Che, he eventually died from excessive blood loss, his death looking incredibly miserable.

At this moment, the video was still playing on the phone on the bed frame, and Xiao Chen's shrill, unwilling echo continued to resound.

Thus, a generation's mercenary king completely drew the curtain.

...

At midnight, the night was deep, the bright moon hidden within the clouds, and the entire world plunged into extreme darkness.

A dark and windy night, a perfect time for murder and arson.

After receiving Jiang Che's order, five Shadow Guards dressed in night-walking clothes, after destroying the surrounding surveillance, hid in the night and quietly infiltrated Xiao Chen's rental room.

After climbing through the window, the five Shadow Guards looked around and quickly noticed Xiao Chen, who was lying on the ground, his death looking extremely miserable.

The five looked at each other. The leading woman leaned close to Xiao Chen and reached out to check his breath, confirming that the other party was completely dead, and the time of death was less than an hour ago.

"What do we do now?"

A petite Shadow Guard asked with a cold face.

The Young Lord's meaning was for them to sneak in at midnight and kill Xiao Chen, but they had just arrived at Xiao Chen's rental room and this guy was already cold; did this count as completing the mission?

"Take photos, then leave."

The leading Shadow Guard quickly made a decision, took out her phone, took photos with practiced movements, and then recorded for a while, before leading everyone away silently.

And at this moment, Jiang Che, whom Xiao Chen kept thinking about and wished to cut into a thousand pieces, was "clanging" away at his white moonlight.