Billionaire God of War

"Got it," Jiang Ning didn't say too much and hung up.

He looked at the urn in Brother Gou's hands and felt terrible inside. 18 was the number he was given, but his real name was Liu Hui.

After finding out about Number 18's family background, Jiang Ning blamed himself even more.

It wasn't the first time he was going through something like this. All the faces of his comrades from before and all those who sacrificed their lives in front of his very eyes seemed to appear one by one in front of him.

They had sacrificed themselves but they didn't even have the chance to make a name for themselves, becaue they were people who walked in the darkness to make the world a brighter place. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

There was no such thing as peaceful days. Things were peaceful only because someone had taken on the unrest in the

darkness.

Jiang Ning knew that this path they were on would definitely lead them to death.

Even he knew this very early on.

But every time he went through the passing on of someone else, he would still be sad. But as long as he held this position, then he was not allowed to reveal any sadness on his face.

"Number 18 said that he didn't dare to go home because he was afraid that his parents would be disappointed, he was afraid that others would say he was involved in illegal activity, and say that he was going to be a gangster for life, the kind of person who just barely scraped a meal together and waited to die, the kind of person with no pride nor dignity..."

"Everyone always looked down on people like us. They felt that we were all trash, and our

time, we found our own path and we know

getting teary. "They would also protect us in return, they would trust us and

the wolves really

wrath of others, be

respected by others, and they also knew very well that their shoulders now carried something called

that they had to protect even if it

able to follow you

it."

didn't say

the wolves early on that choosing this path meant that they would constantly walk in the narrow space between life and death. But when the day came when the path really led to death, Jiang Ning was

warriors to

seemed like they were the men with true courage and lived

Number

hometown was a farming village three hours away from Donghai by

many children never made it to

fewer who had the chance to go to university and use this education to

mother had lost her sight when he was a child

Number 18 did fairly well in school, he chose to leave home for the city when he