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Chapter 581 Silent Death
Walter had a lot of abandoned players in the past.

Xuanse was well aware of this—since the end of World War II, the process by which Walter grew powerful in the United States and initially completed his rise to power was by no means gentle, kind, respectful, or frugal; it could even be described as barbaric and cruel.

Abandoning pawns, assassinations, coercion, kidnapping, and threats—right after World War II, people's methods were far more unconventional than they are today. Having witnessed countless bloody battles and brutal struggles, their methods carried a tainted stench. Wot, with his large number of superhuman subordinates, possessed power beyond the rules. The clash between these two forces created Wot's style of acting with impunity.

"In the past, I was always the one who cleared out the abandoned pups."

Xuanse looked down at Edgar, who was expressionless, as blood gushed from his mouth and nose, filling his black ninja helmet.

Since the end of World War II, Vought has discovered that he suffered some permanent damage in the battle with the Soldier Boys.

But this ironically made him one of the Vought Corporation's most trusted front men. Whenever there was a dirty job that required killing to cover it up, he would do it all himself—an old buddy who would never leak secrets, a battle-hardened veteran, a silent assassin who never missed a shot, and a bloodthirsty maniac who could derive deadly pleasure from killing.

He's perfectly suited for these dirty jobs, and he enjoys them immensely.

In terms of pure combat ability, Darkrai may not be as good as Homelander, and may only be able to fight Maeve to a draw, but to Wot, his importance is no less than that of Homelander or Storm.

"I am one of Edgar's most trusted men; I have shed blood for the Vought Corporation."

Xuanse's consciousness gradually blurred. He unconsciously repeated this thought in his mind, but his body was quickly lifted up by a hand. The soldier boy's face, splattered with blood, was full of violence. He reached out and ripped off Xuanse's black helmet.

For over a decade, he had not shown his true face. Beneath the black helmet, the outline of a black man's bloodied and mangled face was revealed. Horrifying and gruesome old wounds covered half of the ninja's face, and there was a huge dent in the brain area, making it look like a piece of his head was completely missing, with no hair on it.

"Look, the keepsake I left for you back then is still here with you."

The soldier boy's smile seemed like a devil in Xuan Se's eyes: "I heard you can't even speak because of brain damage? What a pity. If I had known that this would calm you down, I should have used my shield to shovel your brain open sooner."

The smile caught his eye and entered Xuanse's mind. Images from the past flooded his mind, overlapping with the scene before him. The soldier boy from back then was exactly the same as he was today, showing him that sinister smile before beating him to the point of near death.

He has always had this personality in the army; he would use his fists to beat any teammate who dared to displease him half to death, and Xuanse was just a little more equal to the others.

"Do you remember how I taught you a lesson back in the team, Xuanse?"

The soldier boy slammed Xuanse to the ground and began punching him in the face. With just two powerful punches, he smashed half of Xuanse's intact face, knocking out teeth and sending them flying. Just as Xuanse's eyelids were about to close, another punch landed on his chest, followed by his liver.

Click——

The sound of ribs breaking was extremely crisp. The excruciating pain of his liver bursting made Xuanse's eyes widen in agony. His consciousness, which was on the verge of unconsciousness, was forcibly pulled back, and then he drifted off again in pain for a few seconds.

Then came punch after punch.

"You were such a coward when you were on the team. I've taught you a lesson so many times, but you still never learn!"

Boom!Boom!
"You betrayed me with my teammates? How dare you!"

Boom!Boom!
"Does it hurt? That's good! The pain and torture I suffered at the hands of the Soviets were ten times greater than yours!" Thump! Thump!
The pounding lasted for about half a minute. Blackie's entire body was covered in wounds, with not a single intact bone. In the last moment before he lost consciousness, his eyes were fixed on Edgar beside him, filled with resentment and hatred.

It seems that he harbors more hatred for his former employer, whom he has served for over a decade, than for the soldier boy.

"That's enough, soldier boy."

Edgar watched as the light in the dark pupils disappeared, then calmly reminded the soldier boy, "He's dead. Leave him here; I'll have people come to examine the body and collect it. As for you—go wash off the blood. We haven't finished our journey for today, and I don't like the smell of blood in the car."

"Ah"

The soldier boy glanced one last time at the dark-eyed man on the ground, then gave Edgar a cold look before walking straight toward the exit of the safe house.

The safe house was right by the lake, so it was very convenient for him to take a shower.

"gentlemen."

"Go out and run around the area to see if anyone has wandered in by mistake."

"it is good."

The locomotive nodded with a grim expression. He was also shocked by the bloody and horrific scene of the massacre. He had originally intended to suggest to Edgar that the soldier boy might lose control, but Edgar interrupted him.

He transformed into a blurry streak of light and dashed out of the house, leaving Edgar alone to scan his surroundings. He carefully observed every corner of the room and only felt slightly relieved after confirming that Xuanse had not left any paper or electronic storage information.

He opened the door and looked back one last time at the small room smeared with blood. Inside were several simple wooden stages and curtains, and a wooden board hung on the wall with cartoon animals in the wooden squares.

Edgar suddenly realized that he seemed to know very little about this silent old subordinate. He was more transparent than a transparent man; no one knew what his private life was like or what kind of world he had in his heart.

"sorry."

He silently recited a phrase in his heart, then stepped out of the room, sealing everything in black underground.

No one cared about his life, no one cared about his inner thoughts. The silent ninja eventually died quietly in a corner where no one noticed him.

It wasn't until Edgar left that Ma Zhaodi emerged from the shadows with his phone in hand. He used stealth to go to the basement and stayed there for a long time—clearly, the soldier boy's senses weren't enough to detect him.

He hesitated for a moment about whether to save Xuanse, but ultimately gave up the idea—it wasn't that he didn't want Xuanse to be properly judged, but saving him would definitely expose him, and it wasn't worth ruining the plan for Xuanse.

"What goes around comes around." Ma Zhaodi squatted down, looked at Xuanse who was lying dead with his eyes wide open, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Be a good person in your next life, don't be a killer again. Although there is no God in this universe, there is still retribution."

(End of this chapter)