The Death of the Four Bosses (2)

"Don't let it hit me!"

Magadino, who had fought his way up from the bottom, instinctively sensed the terror of that attack.

His gaze discreetly swept over his wife and daughter behind him, frozen in place by overwhelming fear. A flicker of struggle crossed his eyes, but it lasted only an instant before being replaced by utter coldness.

The next moment, he abruptly released their hands, threw himself backward, and expertly rolled to the side.

"Splurt!"

The blade swept past, sending two beautiful heads flying. Terror and disbelief were forever frozen on the lovely faces of Magadino's wife and daughter.

Even at their final moment, they could not understand why the man who had always protected them would do such a thing.

Warm blood splashed across Kaku's young face, yet he did not even blink.

At CP9's agent training base, from the moment they became aware of the world, the first lesson they received—and the one that endured throughout their training—was to erase their humanity and adapt to taking the lives of others.

Sympathy, pity, discomfort... such emotions were unnecessary, even fatal.

Meanwhile, Magadino used the momentum of his roll to reach a floorboard beside the fireplace.

His fingertips slipped precisely into an almost invisible crack. He yanked up the floorboard and pulled out a crudely designed heavy shotgun.

The entire process was smooth and decisive. He did not pause in the slightest over the deaths of his wife and daughter, as though the two people who had just died were irrelevant strangers.

"Die!"

Magadino growled and pulled the trigger at Kaku. Another deafening blast thundered through the dining hall as specially made pointed bullets screamed through the air.

Faced with an attack capable of turning an ordinary person into minced meat, Kaku showed no fear. His legs transformed into