Chapter 154 126: Kill! Cheng Yang Dies

"BANG! BANG!"

Two loud gunshots rang out.

The next second, two bloody holes appeared between the eyebrows of the men beside him.

Cheng Yang's eyes burned with rage. He dove to the side, taking cover behind a barrier, his hands trembling as he fumbled for a bullet.

'He actually found one!'

He quickly dragged back the gun from a dead man's hands, the one with a magazine still in it.

"CLICK!"

Just as he pressed the bullet into the magazine, shoved the magazine into the gun, and chambered a round...

A dark figure blotted out the newly risen sun, casting a shadow over him.

Cheng Yang froze in an instant, his movements halting.

In that second, as if understanding something, Cheng Yang's pupils shrank, his eyes filled with terror.

He was about to throw the gun in his hand into the sea, but the next second...

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

One bullet took care of the remaining man who was about to launch a sneak attack.

The other hit Cheng Yang.

Right in the chest!

"Urk!"

Cheng Yang tried to say something, but no words came out. The bullet had pierced his lung, rendering him silent.

Crimson blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, gurgling in his throat as if he were trying to cough up phlegm.

His upper body collapsed weakly to the ground.

He wanted to let go of the gun in his hand.

But unfortunately, his muscles spasmed, and the firearm seemed glued to his hand. He couldn't shake it off no matter how he tried.

In that moment, the will to live consumed his thoughts.

He struggled, mustering all his strength to lift his head, reaching for Xu Huo with his free hand, his eyes filled with pleading.

Xu Huo glanced at the loaded firearm clutched in the man's hand.

His expression blank, he pressed his gun against the man's chest.

"BANG!"

Another crisp shot echoed, and a fresh blossom of blood bloomed on his chest.

With that, what little strength Cheng Yang had left to resist vanished.

His entire body went limp on the ground, twitching reflexively as a torrent of blood gushed from his mouth, pooling at Xu Huo's feet.

Xu Huo bent down and pulled a cigarette and a lighter from the man's body.

He sat down on Cheng Yang's body, using the dying man as a cushion as he gazed out at the sea.

"CLICK!"

He lit the cigarette and placed it between his lips.

He took a long drag and exhaled slowly.

A plume of smoke drifted upwards with his breath, rising slowly with the distant sun, carrying the gloom away with it.

"Do you know what I hate most about people like you?"

Cheng Yang's pupils were losing focus. Blood poured from his mouth and nose as his body convulsed.

Xu Huo didn't look back. He just sat on him, waiting for the sun to rise completely.

He continued:

"People like you... you take yourselves way too seriously."

"I bet, right before you die, you're thinking about how fucking great you are, how amazing you are, right?"

"Fuck, you must think you're so incredible, so powerful, so damn important. That the world can't turn without you, and everyone would just kill themselves if you were gone."

The movements beneath him grew weaker and weaker, but Xu Huo seemed not to notice.

"But the truth is, without you, there'll just be a Li Yang, a Zhang Yang, a Sun Yang."

"People like you always think you've created something, that you're the one shaping the times."

"But really..."

"You?"

"You're nothing but a fart, at best!"

Xu Huo chuckled softly, smoke swirling around him. He glanced at the cheap cigarette, savoring the scent of nicotine.

A few drops of blood were spattered on his face, clearly visible in the morning light.

"You like telling people that one plus one equals three, just to watch them force a smile and agree with you."

"I'm different. I like to follow the rules. One plus one equals what it equals. I don't hide it, I don't run from it, and I'll even correct you. Then I'll just quietly watch the natural order of things."

"See? Just like this."

Xu Huo shifted slightly. With the gloom dispersed, a ray of sunlight instantly pierced through the space he had just occupied, shining on Cheng Yang's face, which held only the faintest trace of life.

"The sun..."

"...still rises, just like always."

The sun's rays shone down.

「Not long after...」

Within the bright sunlight, several black dots the size of ants could be seen circling in the sky.

A few black dots also appeared on the distant sea.

...

...

On the helicopter, Zhang Liang, who had been about to give an order to the sniper, froze. As if he'd seen something, he abruptly lowered his binoculars.

He was lost in thought for a long time.

He raised the binoculars to his eyes again, then lowered them. He wiped the lenses.

He put them to his eyes once more, then took them away again.

Zhang Liang fell silent.

He...

'...saw... what the hell was that?'

"Are..."

"...we too late?"

He uttered the words unexpectedly, but as soon as they were out, he felt something was wrong.

But the faces of those around him changed drastically.

"We're too late!?"

Zhang Liang wanted to explain, but he couldn't make sense of the logic himself.

"Forget it..."

"See for yourselves."