Mercenary King

The past life-saving kindness and the reward order collided with each other. The bullets of the pursuers behind him had penetrated the tree crown, and the booby traps laid by the arms dealers shone coldly in the dark. When the muzzle of Lu Chen's gun was pressed against Su Wan's eyebrows, the wind in the rainforest carried the smell of blood. His finger, which had accurately pulled the trigger countless times, trembled violently in the smoke for the first time, and even the gun body made a tiny trembling sound. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.