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Chapter 145: Branno’s Past (2/2)

“…”

Hearing the hidden meaning in Branno’s words, Shen Cheng remained silent for a moment, then pulled out a handgun from his coat, disengaged the safety, and slowly pressed the barrel against Branno’s forehead.

“It seems this time you remembered to disengage the safety…” Branno smiled and then sighed, “Anyway… this is my fate. Following the boss through several countries, being wanted by countless nations… at least I had my moment of glory. I’ve lived a full life. Also, Shen Cheng…”

Pausing, Branno looked at Shen Cheng, a trace of pleading in his eyes, “Actually, the boss isn’t as bad as you all think… I beg you, please help her…”

Shen Cheng smiled faintly, “I came here for that very reason.”

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Branno’s face. He closed his eyes and whispered, “Thank you…”

Shen Cheng took a deep breath and slowly pulled the trigger.

“Pff—”

The silenced bullet pierced through Branno’s forehead, and a spray of blood splattered against the tree trunk. Branno’s body slid weakly to the ground, and a dark purple feather gently slipped out from his sleeve.

Looking at Branno’s lifeless form, Shen Cheng’s hand holding the gun dropped weakly, and he let out a long sigh.

He felt… a bit tired.

Bending down, Shen Cheng picked up the dark purple feather. In the next moment, a wave of indistinct spiritual energy flowed through him, seemingly trying to pull him into an illusion. Shen Cheng did not resist and allowed the energy to envelop him.

His vision first turned pitch black, then shifted to gray, and as the gray darkened and colors began to fill the scene, Shen Cheng’s sight brightened. Before him appeared a setting completely different from the forest he had just seen.

——A battlefield, hastily constructed trenches all around, and the faint lingering smell of gunpowder in the air.

All around were foreigners dressed in camouflage, their bodies bearing various wounds, their faces etched with pain.

A black man in camouflage, clutching a blood-stained wound, passed through the crowd and spoke to a white medic, “My… my wound is infected, please treat me!”

As an observer, Shen Cheng immediately recognized this man as Branno.

The white medic glanced at Branno, a look of disgust flashed across his face, and he shook his head, “We’re out of medicine.”

Branno’s face stiffened, “You just received a new batch…”

“I said we’re out. Now get lost!”

“Who is this? A black man?”

“Looks like a forcibly conscripted mercenary. Useless on the battlefield, and now he wants our medicine?”

“Haha, get lost! Go die somewhere else!”

Faced with the mockery and insults from those around him, Branno clenched his fists tightly and walked away, his teeth gritted in anger.

Back in his tent, Branno rummaged through his belongings, first pulling out a photograph of a family of three. He smiled faintly and put it back. Then, he found a bottle of alcohol and poured it over his wound.

Feeling slightly relieved, Branno picked up his gun and walked out of the tent.

However, the next moment, a furious shout came from behind him, “Quick! That man stole our medicine!”

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