Rebirth of Chen An

prologue

Rebirth of Chen An: Prologue

[The primary rule of selling weapons: Do not get killed by the  goods of your trade.]

A cooling wind with a hint of saltiness blew across the azure ocean, gently lifting the tousled hair on a man’s forehead.

Chen Zhang An gently blew out a breath of white smoke that dissipated swiftly in the ocean wind, leaving not a trace behind.

With a hand clasping a cigarette, he casually swept his hair off his forehead. Sitting on a balcony, he quietly watched this gorgeous scenery of a mono-coloured sky and ocean. The brilliant sunlight scattered down on the cerulean ocean like fractured gold, splintering and sparkling.

Truly beautiful.

There was a period of time when this scene was what Chen Zhang An imagined his life would be like when he retire. Only in that scene, he would have a head of white hair and not already living this life when he is barely forty.

Also, he wouldn’t have chains on his hands and feet.

Nearing from a distance, a seaplane gradually appeared in the blue sky. Chen Zhang An knew who is on that plane.

A person he adopted 10 years before.

A successor he came to trust and rely on within 10 years.

A man who, in the name of betrayal, confined him in this small island 10 years later.

A man who look like the younger brother he lost 10 years ago.

Zhang Le…

Every time, every time he thought about Chen Zhang Le, his heart would feel irrepressible pain.

He promised their parents, who had long passed away, that he will definitely take good care of his one and only living relative in this world - his younger brother Chen Zhang Le.

Everything that he did, was so that his younger brother could lead a better life.

But in the end, Zhang Le used his own body to shield him from the very bullet he just sold.

Isn’t that hilarious?

Each time he thought about that, Chen Zhang An couldn’t help but laugh heartily.

What was even funnier were the last words of his younger brother whom he treasured and doted on so.

[Big brother, I love you, I’m sorry, I love you…]

Obviously the person who should be apologizing should be him.

Obviously Chen Zhang Le’s alcoholism and drug addiction was meant to suppress the uncontrollable twisted love bleeding from his heart towards his own older brother.

Obviously he knew nothing about his inner thoughts even though he claim to love his younger brother dearly.

It is not wrong when they say, ‘Chen Zhang An, you are a heartless devil.’ All that gentle kindness is nothing but a pretentious mask to comfort yourself. You have never truly loved another person and is nothing more than a selfish demon.

The once all-powerful firearms crime lord has now been imprisoned on this lone island, played like a woman by the very successor he trusted the most.

To be reduced to this state of utter defeat and complete humiliation is his just desserts.

Chen Zhang An threw the remaining half of his cigarette to the ground. As he stood up from his rocking chair, the long slender chains on his hands and feet clinked sharp and clear.

He laid on the balcony. The seaplane had already landed steadily on the shore as a young handsome man exited the plane. As he looked at that familiar face, Chen Zhang An could not help but think that he must had been blind 10 years ago to think that this bastard look anything like Zhang Le.

Despite the far distance, Chen Zhang An could still see the heat in that bastard’s eyes when he looked at him.

What a familiar expression in those eyes. He had seen that same emotion in Chen Zhang Le, only his shy younger brother had always lowered his head, too afraid to look at him.

Unlike this little bastard who had managed to kept it completely hidden for 10 years. Until the moment he had completely overthrown him and strip the clothes off his body did he reveal that expression that couldn’t wait to devour him alive.

But other than the chains on his hands and feet to prevent him from escaping and the constant need to wrap himself all over his body every night, this little bastard treated him well.

But how long would this kind of good treatment last? Right now this little bastard is infatuated with him, but when it becomes boring, when he grows old and useless, Chen Zhang An would become an old dog that had been played rotten.

Chen Zhang An lifted his hand to smile and wave at the man closing the distance towards him in large strides from the seaside. He felt dark satisfaction when he saw the look of pleasant surprise and fervency on that little bastard’s face.

If he recall correctly, this is the first time he had seen this little bastard smile since his imprisonment.

Go ahead and be happy. Be as happy as you can you little bastard.

The smile on Chen Zhang An’s face grew deeper. He bent down to draw out a gun from under his chair and aimed it at his temple.

'Zhang Le, your brother is coming to keep you company.’

In the moment he pulled the trigger, Chen Zhang An could clearly hear that little bastard’s desperate shouts.

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'Uncle! Uncle please don’t die!’

What is going on with that noisy wailing? He was sure that he killed himself with a gun.

'Uncle! You shouldn’t take things too hard, please wake up!’

So! Damn! Annoying!

 
Chen Zhang An snapped open his eyes to deliver a slap to the person who would not stop the incessant crying. 'Why are you making so much noise for? Shut up!’