The Path to Death! [Please Read On]

Study.

The remains of the recording Den Den Mushi had already been cleaned up.

When he saw Bullet, Hade put on a kindly smile. "Bullet, you're here. Have a seat."

"Lord Hade." Bullet bowed before taking a seat.

After pouring Bullet a cup of tea, Hade said, "It's so late. I didn't disturb you, did I?"

"No. I couldn't sleep anyway," Bullet answered honestly.

Couldn't sleep? Heh, looks like the kid really had something on his mind!

Hade sneered inwardly, but his expression remained unchanged. "Perfect. I just received word that a shipment of new weapons and ammunition has arrived at Vissel Port. Their power is astonishing. When the time comes, they'll definitely catch the other side off guard!"

"To prevent any leaks, go collect that shipment tonight. I've already arranged the money, personnel, and route. Set off immediately."

Bullet suspected nothing. He rose and saluted. "Understood!"

"Remember, this shipment is extremely important. It must not be lost, much less fall into the enemy's hands. Otherwise, not even I will be able to protect you!"

Hade first put on a stern face, then burst into laughter.

"Of course, if you bring the weapons back safely, it will be a great achievement. Combined with the merits you've accumulated before, my position will be yours!"

"Really?" Bullet was thrilled. Was he finally going to live in a villa?

"Of course!"

That was, if you could come back alive!

You wanted my position? You really dared to dream! If you took it, where would I sit?!

You didn't respect me, your adoptive father, at all. You were courting death!

Hade smiled on the surface, but murderous intent lurked in his heart.

"Then I'll leave now?" Bullet could barely wait, his eyes full of longing for promotion and a raise.

"Mm, go."

After watching Bullet leave, Hade's gaze turned completely cold. He returned to his desk and dialed the Den Den Mushi.

"Hello, it's me."

"Heh, I know it's you. I just didn't expect you to move so quickly. Ruthless enough!"

Hade's face darkened. "Cut the nonsense. You received the route map, right? It's time for you to act. Make it clean. I don't want to clean up your mess!"

"Don't be so heartless. If Bullet heard this, how heartbroken would he be? The adoptive father who raised him with his own hands wanted to get rid of him just because he felt threatened. What deep father-son affection."

"Enough! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll terminate the cooperation and send someone to call him back immediately..."

"No, no, no! It was just a joke, don't take it seriously. Don't worry, I've already made the arrangements. He won't be able to escape even if he grows wings. He's as good as dead!"

From the shadows, Xia Luo recorded and preserved the entire scene.

He had only wanted to hear what Hade would discuss with Bullet. He hadn't expected such an unexpected gain.

To preserve his own position, Hade was willing to collaborate with the enemy and betray his country, even selling out his adopted son.

Moreover, judging by Hade's attitude while speaking with the other party, this did not seem to be their first collaboration. There was an eighty percent chance they had done this before.

But Xia Luo didn't care. Betrayal was far too common in the pirate world. It was normal practice, nothing surprising.

After securing the evidence, Xia Luo quietly left, just as quietly as he had come.

Ever since Six Treasury Immortal Thief had advanced to LV3, its ability to conceal one's aura had risen to another level, with astonishing results.

At this moment, Bullet had not gone far. Xia Luo quickly caught up and followed him from a distance.

Under the hazy moonlight, several figures quietly slipped away from the military camp along the cliffside without alerting anyone.

As soon as they left the camp, they followed the preplanned route map and advanced swiftly, with Bullet leading the way.

The journey went smoothly. Before dawn, Bullet and his group of eight arrived at Vissel Port.

At the rendezvous point, Bullet saw the new weapons and ammunition Hade had mentioned. After confirming everything was correct, both sides exchanged money and goods, then went their separate ways.

"Let's go. Back to camp immediately."

At this point, Bullet did not want to linger for even a moment. The sooner he completed the mission, the sooner he could get promoted. Besides, he wasn't tired.

Since Bullet, their captain, said they were leaving, how could the others dare object?

After taking out several ill-intentioned people, the group left Vissel Port without stopping, carrying a large quantity of weapons and ammunition.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash dared to steal my things? They were overestimating themselves!"

Thinking back to what had just happened, Bullet was furious.

Any random cat or dog dared set their sights on him. Sooner or later, he would take Vissel Port and give them a thorough lesson!

Suddenly,

"Bullet, let's rest for a while. We've been running all day. The brothers are exhausted."

"Yeah, we haven't slept all night. I'm hungry and sleepy now."

Watching his companions suddenly stop, Bullet frowned slightly. "We're almost at the camp. Can't we rest after we get back? Hold on a little longer. I'll give you a few days off afterward."

"No. We can't walk anymore."

No matter what he said, they refused to continue.

Seeing this, Bullet could only compromise. Helplessly, he said, "Fine. Ten minutes of rest."

As he spoke, they sat down. After exchanging subtle glances, one of them handed Bullet a waterskin.

"Here, have some water."

"You drink it. I'm not thirsty."

Bullet shook his head. He was anxious to return to camp as soon as possible. How could he be in the mood for water?

"Have some. Help lighten my load while you're at it, so I can walk faster too." The man refused to let it go.

Bullet found that quite reasonable and gave it no further thought. He took the waterskin and gulped it down.

But the next second, Bullet suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and intense dizziness. Enduring the discomfort, he sprang to his feet and shouted, "Damn it! You poisoned the water!"

"It has nothing to do with us. We were only following orders. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself." The others retreated repeatedly, keeping their distance from Bullet. They knew this amount of poison would not be enough to kill him.

"Who was it?!" Bullet's eyes split with rage as he howled at the sky.

He lunged forward, seized one of them by the throat, and demanded loudly.

"How terrifying. Even after being poisoned so badly, you can still act fierce!"

A voice suddenly came from the forest. Then a group of people emerged, taking positions and surrounding Bullet. One of them was very familiar to Bullet—it was none other than Georgia Mota!

"It's you, Mota!"

Bullet crushed the traitor in his hand to death, forcing his body to remain upright as his killing gaze fixed firmly on Mota.

He hadn't expected to walk into an ambush on this trip. Even his fellow teammates had been bought off by the enemy. It had caught him completely off guard.

Worst of all, he was now severely poisoned and in terrible condition. At most, he could only exert thirty percent of his strength.

Forget the mission. His immediate priority was figuring out how to break through the enemy encirclement and escape.

As long as he made it back to camp, he would be safe.

Even now, Bullet still did not suspect Hade. He thought his teammates had been bought off by the enemy and sold him out, or that they were simply spies planted by the other side. Hade never crossed his mind.

Besides, given the situation before him, he had no time to think further.

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