Leo calmly observed the hooligan who had once stolen his money. Seeing that the other party was no longer capable of posing any threat to him, he turned and walked slowly towards the gang leader who was struggling to push the body off him. Each step was steady and firm, as if every footfall was declaring the victor's authority. The crowbar in his hand was not only his weapon but also a symbol of his triumph.
As Leo crouched next to the gang leader, the latter looked up at him with a face full of anger and said through gritted teeth, "You... just wait for me! I'll have more brothers coming soon, and you... better not try to run!" The words were filled with powerless threats and anger, but also revealed a hint of helplessness and fear.
Faced with the threat of the gang leader, Leo smiled calmly. His smile contained no mockery or contempt, but rather a sense of calm and confidence that a warrior displays when facing a challenge. He calmly replied, "Bring more, I will only kill more." The firmness and indomitability in his tone seemed to have already foreseen the victorious outcome.
Subsequently, Leo raised the crowbar high, not only as preparation for the imminent challenge, but also as a final psychological suppression of the gang leader. In the midst of this sea of fire and chaos, Leo single-handedly challenges the entire enemy group. Every action he takes is filled with bravery and determination, demonstrating the true demeanor of a warrior.
At this moment, Leo is not only fighting for his own survival and victory, but also fighting for justice in this land plagued by sin. His figure appears increasingly lonely and resolute in the raging fire and thick smoke, but this is his glory as a warrior. No matter how many enemies he faces, he will fear nothing and move forward courageously.
When the gang leader sees Leo raising the crowbar high, realizing that there is no way to escape, his face is filled with fear and despair. At the edge of life and death, his pride and cruelty all crumble, replaced by pleading and submission. He cries out, "Wait!" then raises his hands weakly in the air, his attitude changing from previous threats to pleading, "Wait! You're a mercenary, right! I... I have money in the safe, you... take it all, please, don't kill me!"
Facing the sudden change of the gang leader, Leo raised one eyebrow, a hint of inexplicable smile appearing on his face. In this life-and-death game, he witnessed the various possibilities of human nature in the face of despair, including the current groveling and bargaining. He asked lightly, "Oh? How much?" This not only showed curiosity towards the gang leader's proposal, but also revealed a kind of fear and greed in its nature.
This moment of dialogue not only demonstrated Leo's calm and calculation as a mercenary, but also reflected his indomitable spirit in the face of greed and evil. Even in such a critical moment, Leo did not forget his principles and mission, and every decision he made was based on how to effectively complete the mission. The gang leader's plea became another memorable moment in this battle, showing how fragile and pitiful those who were once arrogant become when power and threats are no longer effective.
gang leader finally spoke under Leo's threat, wailing and revealing the secret of the hidden treasure, "There... there are two hundred thousand Star Alliance Banknote... and some gold bars." His words carried endless despair and reluctance, but in the face of life and death, he had no choice.
Upon hearing this amount, Leo's expression showed a hint of contemplation, then he asked, "What's the password?" His tone was calm, yet exuded an unquestionable authority. At this critical moment of life and death, gang leader understood that he had no choice but to cooperate.
gang leader trembled, with a last glimmer of hope in his eyes as he said, "If you... if you promise not to kill me... I'll tell you." His eyes were filled with fear and pleading, as if searching for a last chance at survival.
Leo nodded gently, responding in an almost negotiating tone, "Of course, I can do that." His words held no explicit promise, yet they offered gang leader a fragile comfort.
After obtaining this faint assurance, the gang leader seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and nervously uttered the password: "Okay... the password is 5374." Each number was a symbol of his hope for survival and his only bargaining chip for safety.
Leo slowly stood up from the ground, his posture straight and steady, his eyes revealing an undeniable coldness. Facing the fearful and expectant gang leader, Leo simply nodded calmly and firmly said, "Alright, I'll let you go." There was no emotional fluctuation in his words, as if he were discussing a very ordinary matter.
Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise and disbelief suddenly appeared on the gang leader's face. His eyes carried a mix of fear and excitement, trembling as he expressed gratitude to Leo. He thought he had finally escaped the clutches of death, pulled back from the depths of despair.
However, in this crucial moment, Leo's face suddenly turned cold, his eyes flashing with unmistakable determination. The crowbar in his hand rose again, drawing a fierce arc in the air, and mercilessly smashed towards the gang leader's face. The blow was swift and precise, carrying a merciless and destructive force.
Gang leader's reaction was far behind Leo's actions. He didn't even have time to react before feeling a severe pain spreading from his face to his whole body. Fresh blood gushed from his mouth like an opened floodgate, quickly staining his clothes and the ground. Each fierce blow of the crowbar was accompanied by the sound of flesh and bone separating, extremely gruesome.
In extreme pain and shock, gang leader looked at Leo with eyes filled with incomprehension and fear, and laboriously uttered words mixed with blood foam, "Didn't you promise me?" His voice was filled with despair and disbelief, unable to understand why Leo would launch such a cruel attack after promising to spare him.
Leo stood there, looking at the gang leader with an expressionless face. His eyes were as cold as ice, as if everything that had just happened had no effect on him.
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