The laser sword slashed down, and the black-robed man Hei Zhan could only look at the laser sword that fell quickly with despair, and his mind was blank.

Black War is not his real name, but his pseudonym in the organization. In fact, he was originally a mercenary, with his own mercenary team, and even a wife who was an ordinary person and had a lovely son. In the second district of China, he can be regarded as a successful person with considerable reputation and status, and he lives a calm and fulfilling life. Every day, he leads his mercenary team to do tasks, and after he comes, he teases his son and watches him grow up day by day, getting more and more handsome.

But when did he start to change? He thought in a trance, as if he had become more and more manic and irritable since he had been stuck in the middle of the eighth order for more than thirty years without progressing. In addition to going out to work every day, he is crazy to cultivate, trying to break through the bottleneck with various methods. But it was useless, his rank was like a lock, firmly nailed to the middle of the eighth order. Therefore, he was manic and desperate, and after the mysterious organization contacted him, he couldn't resist the temptation to join this organization for a while.

That is, since then, he has lost his real name. Black War, became his new name, no, not a name, maybe it should be called a code name.

In order to obtain the resources to be promoted, he sent all the members of his original mercenary team to the secret laboratory of the organization.

He didn't know what happened to these team members, whether they were alive or dead, and he didn't know and didn't want to know. However, he has not seen his team members since. He deliberately forgot the names and looks of those team members, did not think about the more than 30 years he spent with them, and did not think about the good and happy times he had spent together. Since you have chosen to betray, there is no room for regret. If you don't think about it, you won't have any chance of guilt or remorse.

He had succeeded! He had no idea what his members looked like, he couldn't remember their names, as if he had never existed in his life.

And his wife and son. He hadn't been back to see them once since he joined the Order. It's just that he regularly puts a contribution point into his wife's account through Skynet. His son had grown up before he joined the organization, and he didn't need to be supported by him anymore. The son didn't know that he was still alive, but he thought that as a father, he and his mercenary uncles had perished in the jungle after a mission.

He finally became the ninth order. However, his cultivation had also reached its peak, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how many auxiliary cultivation resources he used, his level was firmly nailed to the early stage of the ninth order.

Ever since he entered the Ninth Order, all the people around him had also been replaced by Ninth Order companions. These partners are just like him, and the ranks are all firmly nailed to the ninth order, and no matter how hard they try, the ranks just can't advance an inch. Every once in a while, some of the old friends disappear and never reappear, but new ones are constantly being added. Without exception, the new companions are all ninth-order.

He didn't know how many Ninth Orders there were in the organization, and he didn't dare to inquire. After many years in the organization, he knows very well that the organization treats disobedient members very cruelly. He didn't want to die, so he never did anything out of line. Therefore, he is also the longest-lived one of their current teammates.

For Shi Xuan, his heart was full of contempt and contradictions. Shi Xuan has no wife and son, almost like a copy of him. The same can't stand the desire for higher strength, betrays his teammates, and sells his soul. He could almost foresee that Shi Xuan was his second self. He despised him, but he also unconsciously paid attention to him, paying attention to how Shi Xuan became like himself.

But Shi Xuan is still different from him in the end, he is more vicious than himself, better at disguise, and more decisive. Unexpectedly, he ended up dying at the hands of a seventh-order low-level martial artist.

The life that belonged to the Black War was finally coming to an end, and his head was cut off by Shi Xuan.

Actually, dying doesn't hurt at all.

Hei Zhan's eyes were kept open, his head rolled to the ground, and his consciousness was still very clear. He didn't feel the slightest pain, but suddenly, his gaze changed. He saw his body, he saw his neck, a neck without a head. Strangely, the blood spouted like it looked like a water pipe had burst.

After he saw Shi Xuan cut off his head, he didn't stop for a second, and walked towards the other black-robed people with a cruel smile. The laser sword swung continuously, and in the eyes of the other black-robed people begging for mercy, they cut off their heads without hesitation.

In just a few minutes, the head rolled to the ground, leaving only the headless corpse. The vision of the black war gradually blurred, because of the lack of blood and oxygen in the head, brain cells began to die in large quantities.

At the last moment, the Black War set its sights on the sky. However, he did not see the blue sky and white clouds, but the canopy of trees that covered the sky and the sun. He remembered in a trance, as if he had never seen the real sky before. The blue sky, the white clouds, were like the sky before the Great Destruction simulated on Skynet. The sky he saw was always gray and gloomy, just like his gray life.

Then, there is no then. Black War lost his consciousness forever, and most of his brain cells were dead, and he could no longer support his thoughts.

People die like lights go out, and the wind passes through the water without a trace.

No one will remember that there is such a person as Black War in this world. No, it's not a black war, he doesn't call it a black war at all. He has a very nice name, which is a very majestic and sunny name that his father gave him - White Hero.

His father wanted him to be a hero, a true hero who stood up to the heavens and saved the people from danger.

Unfortunately, he was destined to live up to his father's expectations.

He's not a hero, he's a scum.

However, his son may be able to.

He knew that his son later became a guard warrior, and it is said that because of his hard cultivation and bravery, he also made a lot of meritorious contributions. He was not destined to be a hero anymore, but perhaps his father's wishes, his son could fulfill them for him.

His son, who also has a nice name, was given by his wife, called Bai Jie. It means "Lao Tzu Hero", his wife, that ordinary and kind woman, hopes that their son can become a bright and upright hero.

His son is really doing a great job. He used all his exploits in the organization, and only put forward one condition to the organization - let his son grow up freely and never disturb his peaceful life.

This may be the last thing he, as a father, can do for his son.

The black battle head that rolled to the ground was not like other black-robed people, before he died, the expression on his face was full of round eyes, and his eyes were full of horror. His face was calm, his eyes were blank, there was no look of panic on his face, and he even had a smile that seemed to be relieved and regretful.

It's a pity that no one can read the meaning of the black war anymore, he has completely died, and the entire brain cells have all died due to ischemia and itching.