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An ambitious woman, for her own purposes, colluded with Bakin to stage this scene. Before everyone set off, she secretly added a potent slow-acting poison to their cups. Rafas and Faisal, who were not in the habit of drinking before taking action, were the only two who remained unpoisoned. The other seven brothers, who had trained together since childhood and fought side by side, died at the hands of someone they trusted the most.
Rafas looked at her face as it twisted into a ferocious expression. He could hardly believe that his closest companion would do such a thing to him. The fallen brothers had also grown up alongside her; how could she remain so calm and cruel?
Seven corpses hung on the ship, each riddled with bloody holes. They were all top assassins known for their quick reflexes, yet none had anticipated such an end.
"Your Highness, we cannot find any trace of Faisal. I suspect he may have taken the opportunity to escape into the sea during the chaos," Bakin said, his earlier arrogance replaced by a respectful tone.
His address of "Your Highness" brought a smug smile to Selina's face. She was indeed a princess, but soon she would make everyone refer to her as queen!
"You useless lot, forget it. Let's clean up this ship quickly and leave here at once. We can't let Faisal return with reinforcements against us; otherwise, we won't be able to escape!" Selina frowned; she hadn't expected Faisal to still be unharmed.
"What about Rafas? How should we deal with him?" Bakin pointed at the imposing man before them, who still wore a defiant expression even in captivity.
Selina glanced at Rafas and coldly replied to Bakin, "Do whatever you want with him; I only care about the outcome!"
Her words made Bakin look at Rafas with delight. He had long disliked this man and now that he was in his grasp, he planned to have some fun with him—especially given how many women had been captivated by his looks.
"Rafas, today is your unlucky day for falling into my hands. But don't worry; I won't let you die so soon... Hahaha..." His laughter was sickening, making one want to gouge out his eyes.
Rafas remained silent. Being captured was due to his misplaced trust; he had wasted years caring for that woman. Even if he survived today, he would have no face left to return to his brothers in the organization. Not being able to avenge them was his greatest resentment!
Bakin drew a sharp military knife and slowly approached Rafas. He despised good-looking men like him and intended to slice away pieces of his skin while watching his blood drain away...
The cruel Bakin pressed the cold blade against Rafas's right cheek, grinning maliciously as he forcefully cut deeply into his flesh.
The wound exposed bone and was gruesomely bloody. Rafas felt pain surge through him as veins throbbed on his forehead, yet he did not utter a single plea for mercy...
"Oh dear, such a fine face has suddenly turned into this; I can hardly recognize you," Bakin taunted as he looked at Rafas's mutilated face, feeling quite pleased. The piece of skin he had cut off dangled on the ground while blood dripped from Rafas's face, pooling into a vivid crimson puddle.
"Bakin, don't get too cocky! Even if I die today, my brothers will not let you go. The torment I endure today will be repaid a hundredfold!" Rafas gritted his teeth; as long as Sharl was alive, these scoundrels would never have peace.
"Hahaha... even when death is imminent, you're still so stubborn! Let me cut out your tongue and see how you speak then!" Bakin stepped forward and grabbed Rafas's jaw, trying to force his mouth open to sever his tongue.
"Bang..." A gunshot rang out again, striking Bakin squarely in the back of the head.
Bakin's pupils dilated, and the next moment, he let go and collapsed at Rafas's feet...
Selina guessed that Faisal must be behind this; he was definitely hiding in some corner of the ship.
"Sharl, I know it's you, but given our advantage now, you won't be able to save Lefas. I advise you to surrender quietly. I promise I won't make things difficult for you. As soon as my ship leaves here, I'll let you go!" Selina pulled out a handgun and kept a vigilant watch on every corner of the ship.
Surrender? Did he think Faisal was a fool? Hiding in the shadows, he aimed his bullets at Rafas... Bang... Bang... Two gunshots rang out, and the ropes tightly binding Rafas were narrowly missed by the precise bullets.
Rafas did not lose his will to survive due to Bakin's earlier torment. He struggled to free himself from the ropes, picked up the handgun next to Bakin, and took out several henchmen nearby.
"Bastard... Don't let them escape!" Selina had been focused on finding Faisal's hiding place, neglecting Rafas's presence, which allowed him to escape right under her nose.
As soon as she finished speaking, a blinding light shone onto the ship as a dozen black sedans pulled up at the dock. Seeing this familiar scene made Selina's heart sink; her previously arrogant demeanor instantly turned into panic and tension.
Shouya personally led a group of brothers who rushed over from the base, hoping they weren't too late. Half an hour after they set off, someone in their organization had died from poisoning after drinking alcohol. He immediately went to check that batch of liquor and discovered it contained slow-acting poison, leading him to suspect there was a traitor in their ranks!
Unfortunately, he arrived too late. Looking at the bodies hanging high above, Shouya steeled himself; today he had to root out the person who betrayed the organization.
Seeing that it was that brat Shouya who had come, Rafas felt a surge of anger for avenging his brothers rise to his head. The pain on his face was nothing compared to the agony of being betrayed by the woman he loved overnight, especially since he had also lost seven brothers who had fought alongside him. If he couldn't kill her with his own hands today, those brothers would never rest in peace!
Bang... Rafas fired a precise shot at Selina; she couldn't dodge in time as the bullet hit her foot directly.
Faisal, who had been hiding in the shadows, saw his opportunity. He secretly took out an AK-47 from the batch of arms sold to Bakin and rushed out, pulling the trigger on those henchmen.
In an instant, gunfire erupted on the ship as Shouya's men also took down the ambushers lurking below deck and charged onto the Cargo Ship to join the gunfight.
"Lefas, what happened to your face?" Shouya found Rafas amidst the chaos but was startled by his bloodied appearance.
"I'm fine. They want me dead, but I'm tough; I won't die. Hurry up and take these people down, especially Selina!" When he mentioned her name, an angry glint flashed in Rafas's eyes.
Shouya nodded and urged his brothers to fight harder for their fallen comrades' revenge!
Forty or fifty men dressed in black suits were all Solomon's assassins. Seeing the seven bodies hanging in mid-air fueled their anger to its peak; they were determined to avenge their fallen brothers.
Selina led the last dozen Thais into fierce combat against them, but there was simply too great a disparity in strength between both sides. Within just a few exchanges, she was captured alive by Rafas.
Rafas immediately lowered the brother who was about to be hanged. Looking at their tragic deaths one by one, his heart felt as if it were being pierced by countless sharp knives. He stepped forward to face Selina, the woman with a heart as cold as a snake's.
"They were all your companions growing up. How could you do this?" Rafas looked down at her, severely injured, but the tenderness in his eyes had vanished.
"What? Didn't the leader teach you that to achieve your goals, you must stop at nothing? I could betray my own parents, let alone them, who have nothing to do with me. Why would I hesitate?" Selina's unrepentant arrogance left Rafas with a trace of helplessness that quickly evaporated.
Shouya and Faisal stood behind, watching the once beautiful and proud Selina. They couldn't believe she would do such a thing; even when facing death, she remained unrepentant.
She had always been proud since childhood, wanting to be first in everything. However, no matter how hard she tried, she could never surpass them. She once thought Lefas would marry her and elevate her above them, but after waiting for three years, her heart began to change. Perhaps she shouldn't have spent so much time on Rafas!
Rafas was deeply disappointed in her. He turned to look at the seven brothers he had lost and closed his eyes. Just as he was about to end Selina himself, she was quicker, pulling out a handgun she had secretly hidden in her boot and aiming it at her temple before firing a bullet.
Throughout her life, she had always lost to Rafas. From childhood, her heart had already surrendered to him. As she grew up, she gave him her virginity, but this time, she wanted to win against him once. She would rather die by her own hand than face humiliation by dying at his hands!
Blood splattered on Rafas's clothes as he watched her beautiful eyes remain open even in death. He clenched his fists; this time, he truly lost to her. He couldn't avenge his fallen brothers or kill this cold-hearted woman himself!
A night filled with blood finally ended with Selina's last gunshot. In the operating room, Bakin crazily sliced off a piece of Rafas's flesh from his face, leaving a deep scar that exposed bone.
He insisted on not undergoing plastic surgery; he wanted to keep the scar as a reminder of that night...
Half a month later, his facial scar had completely healed, but due to his insistence, it remained on his face. From that day on, a cold Silver Mask began to appear with him in public!
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