Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

If the principles of Heaven remain in a person's heart, then human desires will cease; if human desires prevail, then the principles of Heaven will perish.

—Zhu Xi

An Zhehao's brows furrowed more and more; the further he walked, the more uneasy he felt!

The sea around me is becoming more and more familiar!

An Zhehao suddenly realized that as he walked, he had actually walked to the beach where he used to often stop more than 20 years ago.

He stood on this beach, gazing into the distance towards Xiaoguan Bay. At that time, he was always accompanied by a toddler.

"Report the situation," An Zhehao stopped and activated the communication system, but his command was met with a deathly silence.

An Zhehao looked around with suspicion. He was quite certain that no one was lying in ambush nearby.

There's no way someone could be hiding there!

The ten Temple Knights he brought this time were all his most elite subordinates, personally trained by him. If anyone were lying in ambush, they would definitely not be able to hide it from their eyes.

"Report the situation!" An Zhehao's voice finally showed a slight fluctuation, but the communication system remained completely silent.

An Zhehao was shocked. Without hesitation, he took off his headphones and threw them aside. He turned around and wanted to leave along the way he came. He was sure that this way was safe.

But before he could take more than a few steps forward, he saw a figure standing in the bright moonlight ahead, silently waiting for him.

On this sweltering day, the man was still wearing a thin trench coat, the sea breeze making the hem flutter, which made him look rather frail.

He was wearing white gloves and brown sunglasses, which made him look somewhat strange.

An Zhehao couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he could see the faint smile on his lips.

"It's him!" A chill ran through An Zhehao's heart. He recognized the man. This man should be a key member of the security department. Over the years, this man had been tracking him.

This is an old rival.

After seeing who it was, An Zhehao didn't hesitate for a moment and turned to rush towards the grove of trees to the north.

Although An Zhehao knew very well that this person's blatant appearance here waiting for him meant that the area was definitely full of security personnel, and his chances of escaping were slim, he could not give up until the very last moment!

That grove of trees was the only source of life.

Watching An Zhehao's retreating figure, 073 smiled bitterly: This guy is so rude. After all these years of open and covert struggles, he doesn't even say goodbye before leaving...

As he ran, An Zhehao tried his best to control his breathing. The more tense the moment, the less he could afford to panic! If he panicked first, his chances of escaping would become even slimmer.

An Zhehao successfully rushed into the grove of trees. He quickly hid in a patch of grass, nervously watching the movements behind him.

There was no sound behind him, and the person did not chase after him.

This is not a good omen!

This can only mean one thing: the other party believes there is absolutely no need to pursue them!

An Zhehao carefully observed his surroundings again. There was no movement around him; it was quiet. Apart from the sound of the waves in the distance, he couldn't even hear the chirping of insects.

Several thoughts flashed through An Zhehao's mind. Then, he gritted his teeth and carefully made his way to the other side of the grove.

Soon, Ahn Cheol-ho found himself completely unable to control his heartbeat!

This grove is eerie! Even though there's no one around, there's always this feeling of being watched, like being watched from behind! An Zhehao is certain his men entered this grove, but now, they've all vanished without a trace!

"Report: Target has entered surveillance area 21! Target has entered surveillance area 21!"

The security guards in front of the monitors kept reporting An Zhehao's location. Under the surveillance of the infrared thermal imaging cameras, no matter how An Zhehao hid, it was to no avail.

"Senior is calling for the wind, can you hear me?"

"I can hear you. The target has entered area 21. Thank you, senior!" An Xiaohai's voice came through the communicator.

"That's good. Have fun!"

"Thank you, senior!"

An Xiaohai cut off the communication. At this time, he had already parked the speedboat next to a huge rock and stood on the rock with a large box in his hand.

The rock was so familiar; in his recurring dreams, he and that figure sat on this very rock, gazing at the dark sea before them.

However, this dream hasn't occurred for a long time.

An Xiaohai opened the large box, took out the remote control inside, pressed the button, turned on the power, and after a few simple operations, the six drones in the box took off into the sky with a hum.

Under An Xiaohai's control, the six drones formed a neat formation and flew quickly toward area 21 ahead.

The remote control has a small screen that displays a simple line map and six small red dots.

The drone that An Xiaohai rushed to build did not have image transmission capabilities, which is difficult to achieve with current technology, but it didn't matter. The dozens of monitors in the command center were An Xiaohai's eyes, and also the eyes of the drone.

As long as we can fool Ahn Cheol-ho, that's fine!

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An Zhehao darted through the grove of trees. He was in a sorry state; his well-made clothes were torn by branches and weeds, and there were bloodstains on his face and arms. But he seemed oblivious, continuing to run forward.

His body was sweating profusely, but An Zhehao's heart was ice-cold.

This is so abnormal! He ran around for ages but didn't see a single person, yet he felt like countless eyes were secretly watching him.

This feeling is just too awful!

Just then, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky, like a swarm of bees flying around.

An Zhehao subconsciously stopped and looked up at the sky, but due to the obstruction of the trees, he couldn't see anything.

This sound is clearly abnormal!

An Zhehao immediately changed direction and ran away, temporarily leaving the buzzing sound behind. But his good fortune didn't last long. Before long, the buzzing sound caught up with him and always managed to pinpoint his location.

An Zhehao's heart sank. This must be a new type of aircraft used by the other side to track him. No wonder they weren't afraid of him escaping!

An Zhehao gritted his teeth, found a sparsely wooded spot, and looked at the sky again. This time, he finally saw the new type of aircraft.

However, the new aircraft were a bit far from his head, so An Zhehao couldn't see them very clearly. He could only make out that they were in a strange formation, hovering above his head.

An Zhehao finally panicked. This small grove of trees gave him the feeling of being caught in a trap!

An Zhehao's mind raced. He couldn't linger in the woods any longer. He chose a direction and ran wildly. A few minutes later, An Zhehao reached the edge of the grove, but then he suddenly stopped.

There were people outside the woods, quite a few of them, all carrying weapons and staring intently at the direction of the grove.

The leader was a guy with dyed blond hair, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and an RPG slung over his shoulder. Hearing the commotion coming from the grove, he immediately aimed his RPG at the grove.

"Just as I expected, this guy is still alive... He really did choose to stand on that guy's side..."

An Zhehao felt a bitter taste in his mouth. He stepped out of the shade of the trees, letting the moonlight shine on his face, and quietly looked at Xu Tianyou.

In Xu Tianyou's view, the scene before him was a bit eerie. A human face suddenly appeared in the grove. Under the moonlight, the face was deathly pale, and this somewhat familiar face was staring at him.

"Hi!"

Xu Tianyou waved to An Zhehao, and at the same time, the RPG he was carrying on his shoulder aimed at him without hesitation.

Just as Xu Tianyou was about to pull the trigger, An Zhehao's face disappeared into the woods again.

"Damn it! Slow down! At least let me blast you a little, you idiot!"

Xu Tianyou cursed irritably, but couldn't help glancing into the grove again: "Brother Zhuang, did you see that guy clearly?"

"No! I only saw a deathly pale face!" Pan Zhuangzhuang said, slightly annoyed. "Stop being so nonchalant. This guy is cunning; be careful he doesn't turn around and attack!"

"Don't worry, he won't dare to come back. He's been scared out of his wits by me."

Xu Tianyou exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced again in the direction of the grove. He looked lazy, but the RPG in his hand was still pointing in the direction An Zhehao had left.

In the grove, An Zhehao had stopped. He found a rock, sat down, and silently adjusted his breathing to recover his strength.

An Zhehao knew very well that tonight, he might really not be able to escape. The other party had really laid a trap here and waited for him to fall right into it!

"You really can't be too greedy..." An Zhehao's smile grew increasingly bitter. He had already thought that An Xiaohai might use this wealth to set a trap for him, but he just couldn't resist.

Just then, An Zhehao felt the buzzing sound above his head suddenly subside, and the strange flying machines sped away in one direction.

That was the direction of the sea, and the only direction that Ahn Cheol-ho hadn't tried.

"Perhaps it's time to let go... If I'm not mistaken, you should be waiting for me there... Alright, I'll grant your wish this once..."

After resting for five minutes to get his body back to its best condition, Ahn Cheol-ho stood up and walked towards the sea.

An Cheol-ho walked with extreme caution and great difficulty along the way.

After an unknown amount of time, An Zhehao's eyes suddenly lit up; he had already stepped out of the grove.

For some reason, the moonlight was exceptionally bright tonight, so bright that An Zhehao could clearly see two slightly thin figures standing on the rocky beach 200 meters ahead, with several strange flying machines slowly hovering above their heads.

Standing next to An Xiaohai was Kunji, while Lai Donglin was nowhere to be seen.

An Zhehao took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the two people standing on the rocks by the sea.

Seeing An Zhehao finally emerge from the woods and walk towards him, An Xiaohai smiled slightly, pressed the remote control in his hand, and six drones suddenly froze in mid-air, then flew back to their bases in the box next to him one after another.

Kunji stared wide-eyed at the drone, his eyes filled with curiosity, but he showed no interest whatsoever in An Zhehao, who was getting closer and closer.

"Are you Kunji?" An Zhehao walked to the bottom of the rock. He ignored An Xiaohai, who was looking at him coldly, and smiled as he spoke to Kunji.

"Yes, I am Kun Ji. Who are you?" Kun Ji said proudly, raising his head.

"You really are Kunji!" An Zhehao nodded slightly: "Kunji, you are not a qualified thief."

"Tch, whether I'm a qualified thief or not is none of your business! Who do you think you are?"

"When you entered the Royal Dragon Seaview Villa area, you left bloodstains on the iron nails of the fence, and you didn't clean them up afterwards. I don't think you told him about this, did you?"

"Hehe!" Kunji scratched his head awkwardly and glanced at An Xiaohai. An Xiaohai didn't react at all; his attention was always on An Zhehao.

"Tch, how do you know that's my blood? Couldn't it be kitten or puppy blood?"

"Hehe, this is the first time I've heard someone say they're a kitten or puppy."

"Alright, Kunji, ignore him. You've already seen the person. Go find Alai and Tianyou."

"Okay, big brother!" Kun Ji glanced at An Zhehao, scratched his head, and said, "Big brother, you'd better be careful, this guy doesn't seem like a good person!"

"Yes, you have a good eye for people. He's definitely not a good person. He's no match for me, don't worry, go!"

"Okay, big brother!" Kunji nodded, stuck out his tongue at An Zhehao, gave him the middle finger, and skipped away.

My brother must be right. If he says this guy is no match, then he's definitely no match. Kunji has no doubt about it.

"Okay, now..."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear a single word you say! If you dare to talk back to me, I'll kill you right now!" An Xiaohai's eyes turned bloodshot almost instantly.

"Alright, as you wish, I'll shut up," An Zhehao smiled slightly, but inwardly sighed.

"Today, I'm giving you a fair chance to fight. There's a ship over there; if you can defeat me, you can sail away safely. I guarantee no one will make things difficult for you!"

An Xiaohai pointed to the speedboat moored on the beach behind him and said, then threw a sharp knife at An Zhehao's feet.

The sharp knife reflected the moonlight, its cold gleam shining. It was a fish-gutting knife, exactly the same as the one An Xiaohai had accidentally plunged into Zhou Tie's body.

"Can I ask you why you did this?" Ahn Cheol-ho asked softly, raising his hand with a wronged expression.

"Because there is a nightmare that has tormented me in the darkness for twenty years! For twenty years, it has appeared again and again, disturbing me time and time again, and I can't get rid of it!"

Tonight, I will sever it with my own hands!

"Oh, that does sound like a good reason..." An Zhehao nodded slightly and said softly, as if in a dream.

"Take off your disguise, it's useless now! This time, I want you to face me honestly!" An Xiaohai said, throwing a bottle of water at An Zhehao's feet.

Muyun Pure Water is a product of Jingxi Industry, and the design on its packaging was personally selected by An Xiaohai.

An Zhehao smiled bitterly again, reached out and took off his wig, revealing his jet-black hair; then he picked up a bottle of water from the ground, twisted off the cap and poured the water on his hand, washing off the disguise on his face and revealing his original appearance.

An Xiaohai then realized that he and An Zhehao really looked very similar, no wonder he could fool so many people.

"Hmm...aren't you...doing this a bit unsportsmanlike?"

An Zhehao's voice sounded slightly pained. He realized after washing his face that An Xiaohai must have tampered with the bottled water. His eyes were burning, and tears kept streaming down his face. It was even difficult for him to open his eyes.

"Hehe, I learned it from you! All the methods I used to deal with you were learned from you! When dealing with an enemy, you will naturally stop at nothing!"

"Ahn Cheol-ho, prepare to die! Ah!"

An Xiaohai roared and lunged at An Zhehao with a sharp knife in hand, looking like a madman.

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Nancheng City, Haixi Province

Anderson was running wildly along the unfinished cement road toward the main road in the distance, with shadowy figures and chaotic footsteps behind him!

This was an unfinished housing development, a place they had carefully chosen to set a trap for Ahn Cheol-ho.

But things didn't go as planned. The battle between the two sides had only just begun when half of Hermes's Temple Knights fell, and even the Grand Master of the Knights had his throat slit!

Anderson and his men were terrified and fled the building at all costs, but An Zhehao's men clung to them like leeches, relentlessly pursuing them.

One by one, the people around Anderson fell down, and the pursuers were getting closer and closer to him.

Anderson ran wildly, not even daring to look back. What he didn't know was that An Zhehao's Temple Knights were feeling exactly the same way, only they were in a much worse state. They no longer had the strength to run away, and all of them had fallen into pools of blood.

Anderson sprinted forward for over 300 meters in one go, but he was still quite a distance from the main road.

Anderson was filled with remorse. He shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess, at least he shouldn't have tried to be tough in front of the beautiful Marilyn and come to the ambush site himself.

Normally, even if the operation failed, he should be in a safe place by now receiving news of the ambush's failure and then calmly retreating, instead of being chased around like a stray dog.

Just as Anderson was distracted, a bright flash of light appeared from his left front, aimed straight at his neck.

Finished!

A thought flashed through Anderson's mind, and his eyes also saw the owner of the blade. This person looked very much like Igawa Yu, and was very likely Igawa Yu's surviving eldest son, Igawa Kenichi.

"No wonder we lost so badly. It turns out that the Japanese Caos were secretly on An Cheol-ho's side!"

Kazuko Koyama, Japanese caos, damn it! ..."

Countless thoughts flashed through Anderson's mind in an instant, but his body could not dodge the bright glint of the blade.

when!

At this critical moment, Mai Xiaoyu, covered in blood, suddenly rushed out from the side, her machete meeting the flash of light with a crisp clang.

The katana broke, but the broken blade continued its momentum, grazing Mai Xiaoyu's arm and spraying blood! Mai Xiaoyu seemed oblivious, her eyes bloodshot as she still swung the katana and cleaved Igawa Kenichi in two.

"Go! Go quickly!"

With a loud shout, Mai Xiaoyu grabbed little Anderson and rushed towards the main road without regard for anything else. Only then did little Anderson see that Kang Jiaxiang was following behind Mai Xiaoyu, looking like a child in a panic.

Just then, another masked Japanese Cao rushed out from the side, seemingly unaware of the other's presence, as Mai Xiaoyu, who was leading the charge, appeared to be in the lead.

Anderson felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively pushed Kang Jiaxiang, who was next to him, toward the Japanese Cao.

"ah!……"

Kang Jiaxiang let out a scream as his chest was pierced through by a samurai sword. The Japanese officer instinctively thrust his sword out as well, but his samurai sword was now stuck in Kang Jiaxiang's body, and he was frantically trying to pull it out.

Because of this obstruction, Anderson and Mai Xiaoyu bypassed the Japanese caucus and escaped his entanglement.

Intense gunfire erupted behind him, but Anderson ran even faster, his despair growing stronger. He recognized the guns from the gunshots; they must be Chen Maogan's men.

It's useless; at most, it can only scare the other party for a short while!

Because it was a trap to fake a fierce gunfight, Chen Maogan's men were all loaded with blanks, a fact that Anderson knew perfectly well!

"But they should be carrying some live ammunition, right?... I hope so!" Anderson thought with a glimmer of hope.

A black Mercedes sped up and screeched to a halt at a nearby intersection. The window rolled down, and the person inside raised a submachine gun and opened fire wildly behind Anderson and Mai Xiaoyu.

Anderson was overjoyed; his backup had finally arrived just in time! But before he could celebrate for long, an RPG was suddenly launched from a building not far away, hitting the Mercedes squarely and sending both the car and the driver flying into the air!

Looking at the Mercedes-Benz engulfed in flames and thick smoke, Anderson felt utterly hopeless!

Just then, another engine roared, and a man on a motorcycle sped out from the side alley. It was An Xiaohai, his face covered in blood.

"Xiaoyu!" An Xiaohai stopped the car and rushed forward to hug the swaying Mai Xiaoyu. Only then did Xiao Anderson realize that Mai Xiaoyu had lost a lot of blood, leaving a long trail of blood on the way he ran over.

"You, hurry up and ride away! Quick!" An Xiaohai shouted at little Anderson as he carried Mai Xiaoyu back into the building.

"What about Marilyn?!"

"Don't worry, my men will be here soon. You'd better get out of here!"

An Xiaohai was on the verge of madness. He roared as he carried Mai Xiaoyu into the building. Several of his henchmen rushed over to cover their retreat into the building.

Anderson knew he couldn't hesitate any longer, so he got on his motorcycle and sped off onto the main road.

The gunfire intensified in that instant, and Anderson felt bullets whizzing past him.

Anderson dared not think about anything else, he just gritted his teeth, twisted the throttle of the motorcycle to its limit, and sped forward without regard for anything else.

Fortunately, Anderson was lucky; he eventually reached the main road and sped off on his motorcycle into the darkness.

The gunfight behind him continued, and while Anderson was relieved to have escaped, he also felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"Marilyn! I'm so sorry! It's all my fault. I hope you'll be alright... If you survive, I'll give anything to repay your kindness!"

Anderson gritted his teeth, his mind filled with Mai Xiaoyu's smiling face, which he could never erase.

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Beach near Apojiao Village

The final battle between An Xiaohai and An Zhehao is coming to an end.

Only then did An Xiaohai fully realize how terrifying the man in front of him was. He was actually able to fight him to a standstill even when he was nearly blind!

An Xiaohai considered himself to be very determined; ever since he started training in prison, he had never stopped. Aside from the days and nights when he needed to make a schedule, he set aside time for training almost every day.

Moreover, in the past two months, he had received one-on-one instruction from the strongest member of the security department, but even so, he still did not gain the upper hand at all!

An Zhehao's attacks were like phantoms, unpredictable and without any fixed pattern or rule!

After fighting for nearly half an hour, An Xiaohai, relying on his youth and strength, managed to leave a long knife wound on An Zhehao's abdomen by trading blows.

Call ~

An Xiaohai, panting heavily, struggled to stand up once again, as did An Zhehao, who was opposite him.

"Should we continue?" An Zhehao asked, panting heavily, one hand clutching his abdomen and the other gripping a sharp knife.

"It's a fight to the death!" An Xiaohai roared out the four words from deep in his throat.

"Okay! But wait a minute, I have something for you!" An Zhehao released his left hand from the wound on his abdomen and reached into his clothes to feel around.

An Xiaohai gritted his teeth and stared intently at An Zhehao. He knew very well that he should stop An Zhehao from doing this, but he no longer had the ability to do so.

Snapped!

Just as Ahn Cheol-ho pulled his left hand out of his clothes, a gunshot rang out!

An Zhehao's body trembled violently, and he spat out a large amount of blood. However, he stubbornly refused to fall down, but continued to vomit blood in large gulps. His hand was still reaching forward with all his might, as if he was holding something in his hand.

"Hey, cough...cough..." An Zhehao tried to say something, but was immediately interrupted by coughing. His body was hunched over, and An Xiaohai could see a large bullet hole on his back.

For some reason, An Xiaohai suddenly felt a pang of sadness, and tears almost rolled down his cheeks. He reached out and grasped An Zhehao's left hand, which he was desperately raising.

An Zhehao was slightly taken aback, then suddenly stopped coughing violently. After staring at An Xiaohai for a moment, a slight smile seemed to appear on his lips.

"You were still careless... cough... kindness, kindness is the epitaph of the kind!" An Zhehao shook the fish-cleaning knife in his right hand with all his might, then let go and let it fall onto the beach.

An Zhehao glanced at An Xiaohai again, then shook off his hand, lowered his head, and hunched over as he struggled toward the huge rock.

"This is the final gift. Take it, but don't tell anyone, and don't trust anyone..."

As he spoke carefully, An Zhehao mustered his last strength to climb up the huge rock, facing the sea, and slumped down on it, soon falling silent.

His head, which had always been held high, gradually drooped.

Watching An Zhehao's retreating figure, An Xiaohai was overwhelmed with emotions. His fists clenched tightly, and the feeling in his hand made him realize that what An Zhehao had given him before he died was a small USB drive.

"Xiao Hai, are you alright?!"

A familiar voice called from behind. An Xiaohai turned around and saw his grandfather, whom he hadn't seen in a long time, striding over with a Mosin-Nagant rifle on his back.

"Grandpa..." An Xiaohai managed to utter just two words, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something.

Grandpa rushed to An Xiaohai's side and hugged him tightly without saying a word.

"My child, you've suffered so much. Let your grandfather be the villain! This person bullied my daughter and now he wants to bully my dear grandson!"

Let's go! Let's leave him be and go home!

Xuan'er's belly is already very big. Although she doesn't say it, we all know that she is looking forward to your coming home every day!

"Let's go home, let's go now!"

Grandpa pulled An Xiaohai toward the speedboat moored by the sea, without glancing at An Zhehao again.

At this moment, Xu Tianyou, Kunji, Lai Donglin, and others also gathered over.

"Go, all of you, go now!"

Grandpa urged everyone to board the speedboat. He personally started the engine and drove the speedboat towards the western sea, where a large fishing boat was waiting for them.

The speedboat was quiet; no one spoke. Except for Grandpa, everyone was silently watching the figure sitting with his head bowed on the large reef.

The light on the beach grew brighter, and it seemed that many people were rushing towards the figure, making the silhouette clearer.

Just as An Xiaohai was about to turn his gaze away, he suddenly saw another figure standing on a rock not far away. The figure was wearing a trench coat and seemed to be waving at them.

An Xiaohai gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and waved vigorously at that familiar figure.

Tears finally rolled down her cheeks.

The speedboat carrying An Xiaohai and the others had disappeared long ago, and the scene had been preliminarily cleaned up by the security guards. However, 073 was still standing on the rocks, staring blankly at the pitch-black sea.

"Everyone's gone, what are you still standing here for? Sigh..." 027's sigh came from behind 073.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt empty inside and wanted to get some fresh air here."

"The wind has blown away. You should hurry back. Mai Xiaoyu had an accident and is seriously injured. You should go there to see her as soon as possible."

"What happened? How could this happen?" 073 immediately became anxious.

"What? Now you're worried? Don't worry, she's not in any danger, but if you go and be with her now, I think she'll be very happy."

"Okay, senior, I'll be right there!" 073 immediately jogged towards the command center.

"Hey, you're just going to run away like that? Do you know that letting them get away is a serious violation of discipline? You should know very well that letting a tiger return to the mountains will lead to endless trouble!"

"I accept any punishment from the organization!" 073 shouted as he ran away.

"Heh, a disciplinary action! You don't even know how serious this is. Just wait until you're taken off your uniform! ...Little girl, I've done everything I could for you. The rest is up to you."

I'm such a good person!

027 smiled slightly, took one last look at the huge rock, turned and left. The sea breeze blew her white hair, which looked exceptionally holy in the moonlight.