King of Mercenaries

The debt of a life-saving favor from years ago and an order to collect the bounty collided with a thunderous crash. Bullets from the pursuers behind them had already pierced the treetops, while the arms dealer's booby traps glimmered coldly in the shadows. As Lu Chen's gun barrel pressed against Su Wan's brow, the rainforest wind carried the scent of blood past them. His finger, which had pulled the trigger with unerring precision countless times, trembled violently for the first time amid the smoke and gunfire, making the gun itself quiver with a faint, rattling sound.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.