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"...Right?"
Miron remained silent.
"Weren't your nunchucks wielded for justice?"
The boy looked helplessly at Milon's face, his hands holding the nunchucks trembling uncontrollably, his voice tinged with pleading.
[“Swish!”]
[Asceo moved swiftly, appearing instantly in front of the boy, and slashed down with his short blade!]
【"Clang!"】
The nunchucks snapped in two before the boy's horrified eyes!
"It's just a prop for a show!"
[Asceo scoffed dismissively.]
The severed nunchucks slowly fell to the ground. Not far away stood Mi Long's grim face, a reflection of shattered justice.
The boy suddenly remembered what Milong had said at the city gate, protecting everyone's hopes.
"Live on with a smile behind me."
[And the portrait of Milon that I painted at the home of a doctor in Kulai.]
All of this seemed so ridiculous, all because of the broken nunchucks.
The boy gritted his teeth, watching this scene with resentment.
"Last time, thanks to you, the plan went smoothly."
[Asceo toyed with the short blade in his hand, its sharp edge gleaming coldly, and sneered as he pointed it at the boy.]
"It's a pity you're not in the plans this time, hmm?"
【"boom!"】
To Asio's astonishment, the suitcase was suddenly thrown out, smashing through the glass and flying off the top floor of the movie theater, scattering banknotes in the air.
【"Hello!"】
The boy struggled to push over the wardrobe, scattering a large amount of banknotes all over the floor. He then picked up a broken pair of nunchucks from the ground and ran outside.
"Ugh, that brat!"
[Realizing what had happened, Asio roared and immediately gave chase in the direction the boy had fled.]
"Quickly put the money away!"
The remaining pirates quickly tidied up the messy room.
[Following the stairs, the boy quickly ran to the bottom floor, glanced around, and then a large door caught his eye.]
"Everyone's in the screening room!"
The boy rushed over, but the theater doors were locked with a chain!
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
Open the door! Open the door!
The boy kept pounding on the theater door, but no one responded.
[At this moment, the screening room is showing footage of Milon fighting pirates.]
A bullet fired from a pirate's pistol, heading straight for Milon. Milon deftly swung his nunchucks, cleaving the bullet in two. The force of the bullet knocked down two other pirates.
The pirate who fired the shot looked around in bewilderment, as if he couldn't understand how both of his teammates had fallen when he had only fired one bullet. Something was wrong; he needed to check again.
[Hahahahahahaha~]
The boy's cries were completely drowned out by the noise of the movie.
[And Asio had already arrived behind the boy!]
The golden pistol was pointed at the boy's head with its black muzzle.
The boy lowered his body in fear, huddled in front of the door, clutching the nunchucks and trembling all over, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I... I still have so many things I want to do."
I want to live as a good person.
"I want to see all the beautiful things and draw them."
The boy wept bitterly as he recounted the things he hadn't finished.
"You're either trampled underfoot, or you climb to the top by stepping on others."
The gun was pressed against the boy's forehead, a twisted, ferocious smile on the man's face, while the parrot on his head continued its excited chatter.
"You chose the wrong spot!"
The massive body enveloped the boy in shadow, and the thick, oppressive air made it hard to breathe.
After saying that, Asio pressed his pistol down again.
"Firing shots indiscriminately will attract the attention of security guards."
A calm voice interrupted his actions. Milon, holding a short knife, casually twirled it before slowly walking up to the boy.
"Milon, you..."
The boy continued to curl up, trying to escape the terrifying Milon, but there was nowhere to run.
Milon, however, looked at the boy with indifferent eyes; his usually heroic face appeared somewhat eerie in the shadows.
"This is really difficult; you've completely ruined my plans."
Milong slowly raised his short blade, his cold eyes fixed on the boy.
Seeing Milon's state, the boy's last glimmer of hope crumbled, and he poured out his heart in despair.
"Fine... is there really no one like Milon who would work hard for someone like me?"
The boy resignedly took off his glasses, threw them on the ground, and tears streamed down his face.
All his resolve was broken, and this time, the boy could finally cry out loud.
He then roared angrily.
"I don't want to remember this kind of world before I leave!!"
Upon hearing this, Mi Long stood frozen in place.
Chapter 23 The Unforgivable Man, Milon's Heart
(What?! The first-generation Milon actually did this under the threat of pirates?!)
"It feels like the second-generation Milong's life was a tragedy. He was used, deceived, and fell into despair time and time again." Fruit Warriors World, Orange Fragrance.
"The pirates' virtuous cycle of development is really clever; it's just like how organized crime launders money and runs an entertainment industry." - Xu Si, Under One Person World.
"However, so far, it seems that Milon hasn't done anything particularly heinous." (From the world of The King's Avatar, Huang Shaotian)
"He gave the money he earned from making movies to pirates. It's a bit shameful, but it's probably much better than pirates killing and arson." - Huang Shaotian, The King's Avatar World.
"No, war is all about burning money. Pirates can't just conjure up equipment out of thin air. Without sufficient funds, their offensive will crumble when faced with resistance." - Tang Long, The Legend of the Little Soldier.
"So you could say that Milon didn't harm anyone, or you could say that Milon was behind every single person the pirates killed." — Tang Long, The Legend of the Little Soldier.
"The weak can only be plundered, while the strong can choose to freely invade or continue to develop. It's truly a world without any order." — Angel Yan, Super God Academy World.
"No wonder the second-generation Milon was said to have broken his defenses before. It turns out that Geges' personality was similar to that of the second-generation Milon when he was a child." Ren Xiaosu, First Sequence World.
“One is ‘I don’t care about living in this kind of world!’” Ren Xiaosu, First Sequence World.
“One is ‘I don’t want to remember this kind of world before I leave!’” - Ren Xiaosu, First Sequence World.
“Essentially, they are all the same kind of people.” Yan Liuyuan, First Sequence World.
"I guess Mi Long originally wanted to kill the second-generation Mi Long, but changed his mind after hearing this." - Zhang Chulan, Under One Person World.
"Both are people of strong will, but both were shaken by a single sentence. Should we say that their will was not strong enough, or should we lament the weight of words?" Genshin Impact, Zhongli.
……
Looking at the boy, his body shrunken and sobbing in the darkness, Milon was lost in deep memories.
[At night, in a spacious lounge, Milon sat quietly on the sofa.]
At that moment, a staff member walked in with a stack of letters, placed them on the table for Milon to look at.
"So many letters from admirers again!"
"Is there someone named Miji?" Milon asked calmly.
【"No."】
The staff member denied it, then asked curiously.
"You always ask, 'Who is it?'"
【"fine."】
[Milon's words were concise and to the point; he said no more.]
Seeing this, the staff member didn't ask any further questions, finished their work, and left, politely closing the break room door behind them.
"Sigh," Milon sighed softly, head bowed.
"The plan went very smoothly!"
[Asceo slowly emerged from behind the sofa, speaking smugly.]
"With the weapons we acquired using this money, we conquered many planets in distant lands."
Miron lowered his head and remained silent.
"The funniest thing is..."
Asio couldn't help but sneer, casually picking up a letter from the table and reading it.
"The people there are still hoping you'll go and save them, hahaha..."
"Congratulations."
Milong responded calmly, without any emotional fluctuation.
[Asio was bored with Milon's attitude and tossed the letter onto the table like trash.]
"Keep striving, hero Milon!"
Asio walked to the window, slowly opened it, and jumped out.
Milong lowered his eyes, feeling the night breeze caress his cheeks.
"Migi, where are you?"
Milong, deep in thought, leaned back on the sofa to rest, a headache throbbing in his head.
……
Star Journey World.
"elder brother."
Miji, somewhere unknown, stared at Milong on the screen and murmured aloud.
Milon abandoned her, and with the help of the Interstellar Alliance, she moved to an asteroid and worked on a gardener's estate.
Because she was abandoned by her brother, she has spent the last few years tending to her plants, so she really didn't know that Milon had done so many earth-shattering things.
There was no way he would send letters to Milon.
……
[On the television, news reports about the disaster played slowly.]
[The first character to appear is a dirty little boy, behind whom lies a city ravaged by artillery fire!]
[In the news report, the little boy clenched his fists and cried uncontrollably.]
"If only I could become a hero like Milon."
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