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Zhang Hui and Xia Nan met again at his university graduation ceremony.

Since returning to China from Britain, Zhang Hui has directly recognized Xia Nan as his older sister, and Xia Nan is very willing to accept it. From then on, the two are considered family to each other.

He knew why Xia Nan had traveled so far to find him; he had recently rejected her suggestion to study in Britain.

After returning to China, Zhang Hui immediately went back to school to continue his studies, but he didn't have much passion for his major, journalism.

Influenced by his older brother and Xia Nan, the original owner of this body studied humanities. If it weren't for that accident, he probably would have followed their arrangements to study abroad after graduation and become a journalist.

But all of that is now impossible. Whatever the reason, Zhang Hui will choose his own way to take revenge.

"Xiaohui! You can't be so willful, you know that?"

"Sis, I'm not being willful. I know exactly what I should do!"

"I understand, but what's most important for you right now is to continue your studies! Because this is not only my opinion, but also... your older brother's opinion."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Hui took out his wallet from his pocket and opened it to look inside.

Xia Nan also saw the photo in his wallet. It was a photo of Zhang Yao and Xiao Jun taken at the airport when she sent Zhang Hui back to China.

"You haven't forgotten that nightmare yet?" Xia Nan asked Zhang Hui, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Sister, aren't you the same?" Zhang Hui's tone was very indifferent.

But Xia Nan knew that there was determination hidden beneath the calm surface. However, she couldn't give up so easily and wanted to persuade her younger brother again.

"Xiaohui, you know, your brother and I both studied journalism, and we both work in this field after graduation. You... your brother has always wanted you to be like him, to become a person of social value."

"You...you should go abroad to study, consider it...consider it his last wish!"

After Xia Nan finished speaking, she couldn't hold back her tears. Three years hadn't healed the pain in her heart; instead, every time she accidentally touched upon it, it would cause her heart-wrenching pain again.

"Sis! I know, I know everything! I chose this major in college because of my brother's influence."

"But things are different now. If my brother really has a last wish, it will be to avenge Xiaojun!"

"Don't try to persuade me anymore. I've already completed the formalities and I'm heading to the Middle East next week. I will definitely find the people behind this and make them pay!"

Seeing his expression, Xia Nan knew she couldn't persuade him to go back.

For the past few years, they have been collecting information about the bombing, even though they learned from official reports that the bus explosion was a suicide attack.

Xia Nan and Zhang Hui were both determined to find out who the real culprits were.

As time went on, they learned from the information they found that the suicide attack was planned by a teacher in Brittany. This teacher was also one of those involved in the original series of bombings in the city.

Why would someone with a happy and fulfilling life do this? It's because when he went back to his hometown to visit relatives, he was brainwashed by local terrorists, which led him to do this.

Xia Nan decided to fight terrorists to the bitter end, while Zhang Hui decided to repay their debts in blood. Those connected to the bombing, even if they were hiding in a rat hole in the desert, he would drag them out, skin them alive, and chop them to pieces.

After all her attempts to persuade him failed, Xia Nan could only watch her younger brother say goodbye at the airport.

From then on, the Chinese nation lost a man named Zhang Hui, and the desert region gained a mercenary named Falcon.

......

"Pfft~"

In the darkness at midnight, a slightly dilapidated car stopped beside a village on the outskirts of Dako.

Although the vehicle looked dilapidated, the doors were made of modified iron grilles, and the windows were made of tempered glass. In this godforsaken place, it was practically a mobile fortress.

"Bang!"

The person who got out of the car casually closed the door, then waved his right hand and led the group of people he was with into the village.

There was a thin person in the group who ran a few steps and started talking to the two people standing at the village entrance, as if they were confirming something at the last minute.

The others behind them also stopped and waited for the signal. The leader of the group lit a cigarette with a relaxed and comfortable air.

From behind, he wasn't the most muscular person in the crowd, and although he wasn't short, he wasn't the tallest either. His clothes weren't particularly different from those of the people around him.

The only jarring thing was the Asian face beneath the headscarf.

Yes, this man is Zhang Hui, who has been working in the desert for five years and is now a well-known mercenary.

When he first arrived in the desert region, he was a hired cannon fodder. But as he completed missions and struggled to survive, he accumulated some resources and money.

He came here this time to find the rat he had been thinking about.

After such a long period of effort, with the investigation leads coming and going, experiencing all sorts of twists and turns, we are finally going to have results today.

The person who lured and brainwashed that suicide bomber is now hiding in this village.

He originally had no chance, but since the Poseidon Spear operation in the United States two years ago, some members of that organization began to scatter and flee, which gave him his last chance.

He spent most of the money he had earned over the years to finally acquire this intelligence. He even spent all the gold in his personal storage space to assemble the current team and come here to resolve the inner demons that had plagued him for so many years.

"Falcon, they've confirmed the person is still there." The man who had finished talking with the others at the village entrance ran over to report the news.

"Here, this is your share!" Zhang Hui said, handing over a ring of US dollars.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he led the people behind him into the village with the two men.

Upon arriving at the courtyard of a two-story earthen building in the village, the two men who had led the way pointed in a direction, and Zhang Hui tacitly handed them a roll of US dollars. After they had walked away, he began to assign tasks to the men he had brought.

With a silenced gunshot, Zhang Hui and his team began their operation.

"Chirp~"

His teammates were very accurate shooters; one bullet was enough to take out the guard on the second floor.

The three men, including Zhang Hui, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. The people inside seemed to be asleep, as they were unaware that someone had entered.

Using his agile movements, Zhang Hui climbed the low wall to the second floor and finished off the man who had just been shot. These were experiences he had gained at the cost of his life over the past few years.

After the last teammate entered, they went directly to the front of the door on the first floor and began preparing to arrest the people in the house.

The division of labor among the three seemed complicated, but the whole process actually took less than ten seconds.

Zhang Hui also went down to the first floor, stuck a piece of plastic explosive to the door, and then the three of them stepped back with their backs to each other. As the bomb exploded, the door lock became useless, and Zhang Hui kicked the door open and rushed in.

The point is to strike unexpectedly, catching the people inside from the moment they have a chance to react.

Zhang Hui, who was the first to enter, had night vision and could clearly see everyone in the room.

There were two men and three women. One of the middle-aged men was Zhang Hui's target, but as soon as Zhang Hui barged in, the younger man made his move.

"Pfft pfft~"

Zhang Hui's precise shot killed him instantly, and he then began shouting, "Hands up, get down!"

Then, his teammates, who had finished searching his room, shouted, "Safe!"

Another teammate in the yard shouted, "Safe!"

Zhang Hui sent the two men inside to tie up the rest of the women. After confirming that the women were all local villagers, he simply left them there.

"Fall back!"

Zhang Hui gave a concise and clear order, then picked up the trapped middle-aged man and carried him outside.

Ignoring the wariness of the other two team members, Zhang Hui was somewhat excited at this moment.