C29 The Pain Was Excruciating

Tian Yangsheng rarely saw Cheng Haonan smile, and now Cheng Haonan's smile was indeed a little scary.

It was clearly so dangerous, but it was filled with endless temptation.

It was so beautiful. Tian Yangsheng's face turned red, and he did not notice the knife in the hand of the mellow person.

Focusing his mind, Tian Yangsheng shook his head and warned himself. Then, the knife fell down without hesitation.

Cheng Haonan maintained his usual calm smile as he looked indifferently at the chaotic situation. Then, he turned his gaze to the alcohol, and the disdain and contempt in his eyes were completely revealed.

However, when he saw that the dagger almost injured Tian Yangsheng, he almost couldn't control his emotions.

This was probably because he was very angry in his heart, but he still had to maintain a smile.

He had already recognized Tian Yangsheng.

The former Tian Yangsheng was a serious child. Although he was about the same as now, at that time, Tian Yangsheng seemed to value his goals more.

He was a child without any spiritual Qi.

That year, when he was eighteen years old, he took Tian Yangsheng to carry out a mission.

The innocent child, on the other hand, mercilessly waved the sharp blade in his hand. Blood splashed onto his eyes, dyeing the whites of his eyes red. He did not even blink, just like a machine.

At the age of eighteen, he still had traces of pity.

He shouldn't be like this at the age of fourteen.

Cheng Haonan took special care of this young assassin who had just entered the industry.

Although he had been taught a lesson by his father many times, he still couldn't help but take extra care of this child.

Tian Yangsheng started to talk a lot. His eyes were more lively than before, as if he was a real living person.

However, beautiful dreams would always wake up suddenly.

During that mission, his body could not help but stand in front of Tian Yangsheng. That attack almost took his life.

When he woke up again, Tian Yangsheng left without saying goodbye.

Anger, unwillingness, and hatred welled up in his heart. He even swore that if he saw Tian Yangsheng again, he would definitely not let him off easy.

It was just a separation of ten years.

Assassins were assassins, and bosses were bosses.

The negative emotions that were supposed to disappear slowly disappeared. Imprisoning and bullying were just his way to vent his anger.

Withdrawing his thoughts, most of the people below had been dealt with by Tian Yangsheng.

Because of this unexpected surprise attack, the guns that were specially prepared to intercept the goods were all seized by Cheng Haonan's subordinates.

The corner of Chun Duo's mouth twitched, but it didn't stop him from being confident enough to remain calm at such a critical moment.

He put his right hand on his left hand and turned the ring on his finger.

"It seems that you have prepared well. You are just like you used to be."

"So, Mr. Jing-Du, do you want to leave now? Or do you want me, the hatchet man, to let you lie here?"

Cheng Haonan sneered.

Whether he wanted to leave or stay, all he needed was a word from him.

Tian Yangsheng was a little out of breath. His life had been too comfortable these past few days.

The two of them stared at each other as they stood on the stairs.

Chun Du laughed. The fat on his face shook and then he nodded, "Tell your men to carry it away." He turned around.

Chun Du seemed to have given in.

He took a few steps forward and muttered something under his breath. Suddenly, he turned around and pulled out a blade from somewhere. It shone with a cold light as it slashed down from above Cheng Haonan's head.

Cheng Haonan did not move, but the blade was getting closer and closer.

Time seemed to have stopped.

Tian Yangsheng ran in Cheng Haonan's direction, and the short sword in his right hand was thrown out forcefully.

After being blocked by the short sword, the mellow blade deviated from its original position and was once again slashed down with all its strength.

He threw away a short sword, but bought enough time to block in front of Cheng Haonan.

At this moment, Cheng Haonan suddenly noticed an unimportant problem. The child from back then seemed to be almost as tall as him.

"With a clang, the short sword was stuck halfway into the blade.

His eyes were bloodshot. This was Tian Yangsheng's current state, and it was also a state that he did not realize.

By the time Chun Dou covered the wound on his shoulder and ran back to the ship, Tian Yangsheng still had not relaxed.

"Don't you know how to hide?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Tian Yangsheng asked with a rare emotion.

Cheng Haonan didn't reply. He just quietly stared at Tian Yangsheng, enjoying his rare expression of anger.

"You don't have to worry about it." His voice was flat and monotonous, without any hint of gratitude.

"I'm your hatchet man!" Tian Yangsheng's voice was indeed trembling.

Cheng Haonan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Did I ask you to be my hatchet man? You have never been my hatchet man."

This question caught Tian Yangsheng off guard. He was stunned for a moment before his expression changed completely. The anger and worry in his eyes turned into indifference.

"You're right."

Tian Yangsheng threw down his almost scrapped short sword and jumped off the platform without looking back. He took large strides to get away from the center of this farce that had embarrassed him.

His heart ached. He was no longer needed. This feeling that he had never felt before, this sadness, this pain, slowly squeezed out of his small heart and filled his chest. He really hated this feeling, and that sentence, You are not my hatchet man, was like a nightmare that lingered in Tian Yangsheng's heart.