chest anymore."Upshang Shishi was about to choke on her words again."Actually, there's a way but it might offend your dad and mom, and they might lose face." Upshang Shishi’s handsome face had an unu...Chapter 1154: Let This World Perish

BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG!

The consecutive seven gunshots echoed deafeningly on this vast rooftop.

The continuous seven bullets had turned Su Fuhua's chest into a bloody mess! His heart was now just a mass of shredded meat!

Wang Zheng was almost clinging to Su Fuhua, his shirt completely soaked and stained red by the old man's blood.

With a dull thud, Su Fuhua’s body fell heavily onto the ground!

Hurt so badly that he couldn't say another word, fresh blood kept pouring out of his mouth. Lying on the ground, it seemed like he wanted to raise his hand and point at Wang Zheng, but in the end, he let it drop heavily again.

With eyes full of resentment, Su Fuhua left this world, an old man who had created countless glories as well as suffered numerous criticisms throughout his life. With a resentful and unwilling gaze, he closed his eyes forever!

When he achieved the glorious results in the Battle of Dalong Mountain, when he experienced the harsh reality that it takes ten thousand lives to make one hero, when he became an outstanding national hero of the People's Republic of China, when he stood at the center among a million people feeling their admiration and respect, did he ever think about his ultimate day of death, which was brought upon by seven bullets shattering his heart

Pursuing what is wrong will eventually lead to an irreparable result.

Wang Zheng stood rooted in place, staring at Su Fuhua's body without uttering a word.

The Heart Establishment Manor had fallen, and Su Fuhua was dead. Apart from a few second or third generation members, the entire Su family seemed to have been uprooted completely, never to rise again. At this point, it appeared that Wang Zheng's initial revenge target had already been accomplished.

But why couldn't he feel joy when looking at the corpse of his greatest enemy, Su Fuhua

Wang Zheng spoke indifferently, saying, "In your next life, be a good person."

The same goes for this long and arduous journey; too many people have sacrificed themselves. Even if they won at this moment, it was still a bitter victory.

They emerged victorious but in a miserable state, drenched in blood, with countless regrets and unresolved grievances.

No matter what happens, there are no 'ifs.' Life is like that; once chosen by the story, one has no right to remain ignorant.

Wang Zheng ignored the sounds of gunfire around him. He closed his eyes, tilting his head upwards slightly as if he wanted the wind from the rooftop to blow away the bloodstains on his body.

However, along this journey, whether it was Wang Zheng or Su Fuhua, their hands were equally stained with blood. Even leaving this world wouldn't erase the indelible mark seared into them.

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After Shiang sliced through one of Su Fuhua's men with a bloody slash from his longsword, he didn't press on but instead did a large spin. His sword traced a huge arc in the air, and two members of the Su family’s security detail fell to the ground clutching their bleeding necks!

When Su Fuhua was shot seven times by Wang Zheng and his heart exploded, all members of the Su family's security detail froze for a moment. They seemed unable to believe that the elderly man they had followed so faithfully would end up being executed in such a manner.

In life, he was like a war god, magnificent and grandiose, yet his death was pitiful and tragic. Already on the brink of death, he was still shot through the heart by bullets, with no one even willing to collect his body for burial.

The Dragon Scale soldiers also froze for a moment when they saw their long-pursued goal realized; there was a collective daze among them.

Indeed, at this final stage of the journey, no one felt joyful—whether it was themselves or their deceased enemies.

Fortunately, the Dragon Scale soldiers' momentary lapse in attention was much shorter than that of Su Fuhua's security detail. After Shiang took two lives with a single slash, they all opened fire on the Su family’s security team!

The Su Family guards only reacted after several of their members were felled by gunfire. They then began to seek cover and shoot at the Dragon Scale warriors, who had also undergone professional training and did not lag behind ordinary special forces in tactics and skills. With their numerical advantage, they managed to temporarily hold their own against the Dragon Scale warriors!

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Old Jin, carrying two heavy boxes from the air vent crawl to the rooftop, appeared behind the Su Family guards. Originally, Wang Zheng had asked him to carry a flamethrower, but he secretly replaced its contents with another type of forbidden weapon!

This kind of weapon was simple and entirely customizable, yet exuded an extremely dangerous aura! This decision was made by Old Jin in secret after discussing privately with the Dragon Scale members; they planned to use what was inside to vent their hatred toward the Su Family.

Old Jin opened one of the metal boxes, pulled out its fuse, and with a sudden swing of his arm, he threw the box weighing several dozen kilograms over twenty meters!

After throwing the first one, Old Jin showed no intention to dodge; instead, he tugged open another box’s fuse and threw it with all his might.

The two heavy metal boxes fell like large explosive packages right onto the center of the Su Family guards!

Seeing this, Old Jin rolled and leaped into an air vent opening!

The other Dragon Scale members also lost their composure when they saw what was happening behind them; each one sought cover.

An ominous feeling suddenly welled up in Wang Zheng’s heart. After he opened his eyes, seeing Old Jin appear and then hide after throwing the boxes, this realization hit him hard.

This damned Old Jin! He clearly asked him to use a flamethrower; what was it now A large explosive package

Wang Zheng grabbed Qiangzi, who had been lying on the ground, and quickly ducked under a stone pillar!

BAM! BAM!

A pair of loud explosions rocked the entire skyscraper!

Yellow flames suddenly burst out among Su's security team, while thick white smoke instantly enveloped all of them!

This was an absolute forbidden weapon—the white phosphorus grenade!

Wang Zheng choked back tears and covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve. He angrily shouted, "What the hell Using something like this in such a small area! Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey"

When the smoke cleared, Old Jin emerged from the ventilation ducts without showing any mercy at the sight before him.

The rooftop was now almost indistinguishable from hell itself.

With his gun in both hands, he shot anyone still alive to spare them further agony from burning white phosphorus. The agent would burn down to their bones once it adhered to their skin!

Yang Ming and the others also came out to join him; they didn’t want to wait for the war to end before eliminating the remaining guards, not when Old Jin had thrown these forbidden weapons from behind them.

Su's security team now no longer posed any resistance!

Wang Zheng walked out of his cover and saw the scene that resembled hell. He shook his head and said, "Too many people have died."

In reality, Wang Zheng shouldn’t feel this way about them dying today; he was a professional soldier and even more so, Eastern Devil King.

However, too many people had already lost their lives along this path. The concept of right and wrong no longer existed as strict criteria.

"They all deserved to die anyway. It took me over ten years just to gather these people together," Chu Maotao’s voice sounded behind Wang Zheng at that moment.

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