Alas, may her spirit find so solace.
And Mars was the first to approach Lin Ping’an: "You’re the toughest one to deal with in the Dead Eye crew. To assassinate you, I had to kidnap your idiot son. He was very cooperative and didn’t even make remove a thing from him to reveal your weakness. You have a lover in District Seven, younger than your son, and she also has a son that belongs to you, right."
"...Alright, I have to admit that you are indeed Mark from another tiline." Lin Ping’an sighed deeply with a face full of helplessness. The tall and skinny man nodded: "Yes, you’re not wrong, I’m being threatened by you. She has just beco pregnant with my child. Feel free to ask your questions, but you must promise , swear to Master Wu, your conscience, and your father’s profession, that you will absolutely not kill her and her child."
"In my tiline, I even gave her so money. She took the money and child and left New Hangzhou, headed south to return to her hotown. I don’t know the address, but she said if you’re alive, you’d definitely know." Mars said so.
"...What questions do you need to answer for you?" Lin Ping’an resignedly nodded.
"District Six, Ping’an Boulevard, number 899, what place is that? When you were about to die, you asked more than once to deliver letters to this address. The letter has always been with . I was afraid it was a trap, so I never went. Now you should give an answer."
Lin Ping’an looked at the letter taken out by Mars. He tore open the envelope, unfolded the letter, and after reading it in one breath, he sighed: "Indeed, it is my handwriting. That’s my ho... My alcoholic father died a few years ago, and I must’ve wanted you to deliver the letter to my mother. She knows what I want to tell her... You’re not the kind to threaten an old lady, are you."
"Unless she’s also a psychic wielding a Monomolecular Knife that has caused so trouble." Mars extended his hand.
Lin Ping’an sealed the envelope and handed the letter back to Mars: "I thought you would ask for the password to my gold vault."
"I know it has to do with your mother, but I have my limits. Unlike you people, who dare to trade children for money." Mars took back the letter and replied.
"Really?" Lin Ping’an’s eyes widened.
"Do I need to deceive you on this matter? You’re a worthy opponent, indeed with a bottom line, but your ’friends’ don’t have one." Mars finished speaking and pointed to his head: "That guy who just set sail with the wind, before I killed him, was responsible for the Dead Eye crew’s human trafficking, for almost a decade. Just under two years from tonight, they have been keeping it from you."
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping’an looked at his ’friends’: "Damn it, how am I supposed to reprimand them using evidence from two years in the future."
"Don’t worry, I knew you’d say that. But don’t be concerned, in that tiline, I killed all of them, not sparing a single one. How does it feel, hearing this, does it give you any relief?" Mars smiled and extended his hand toward Lin Ping’an: "You’re the only one I consider an opponent rather than an enemy."
"I find it quite satisfying. I’ve always said certain things must have limits. I didn’t know I had them, but they didn’t..." At this point, Lin Ping’an frowned and shook hands with Mars: "Kid, aren’t you afraid I’ll take you hostage while we’re shaking hands?"
"You let my classmates go. I don’t think you’re the type to resort to any ans for a goal. And the most important thing is, by that ti, I was already much stronger than you." Mars released the seal on his body, igniting the powerful force of Spiritual Energy around him. Lin Ping’an clicked his tongue, sowhat reluctantly shaking hands with Mars.
"You alone could kill all of us." He said so.
"I think so too, it’s just a pity that plans can’t keep up with change. I encountered my ancestor." Mars said this and patted his shoulder: "Sorry, sir, but you still have to die because you’ve seen and seen him, and I cannot let you beco a threat to my biological father."
"I know, if I die, I could certainly affirm the tiline and beco the most famous scientist of this century. I’m certain his kind of existence had appeared before. Why doesn’t the world know about it? It must be because the governnt doesn’t want us to know... so even if you don’t kill , sothing’s bound to happen to ." Lin Ping’an took a final jab at the Thainan governnt, then stepped back and drew his pistol to his chin: "Rember, give the letter to my mother, make two copies."
"No problem." Mars watched the man pull the trigger and fall. He sighed, then walked towards the lady.
"Mrs. Kirilenko, good night." As Mars greeted, he twirled a silencer on the muzzle of his gun.
"Mark, you must have suffered a lot over these years." Sadness filled the lady’s eyes as she embraced her daughter: "Natasha also has to die?"
"Yes, because she is your best daughter. Natasha knew I killed you, and she was very angry because you are the best mother in her eyes, so she found ..." As Mars spoke, he rolled up his left sleeve to reveal a scar on his ribs in front of her "This is a gift she left . She’s a good girl, skilled with daggers and sticks. I got badly beaten by her, for a while I had a black eye and dared not go out. I was afraid people would say I was dostically abused, but my lover knew she never abused . If it ca to that, things would beco very troubleso. A woman will beco a beast incessantly wondering ’why’, questioning twenty-four hours a day, and they’d ss up my life... Ah, sorry, madam, you are a lady, you probably can’t understand how painful this can be for a man."
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