After clearing the game, I became the villain BOSS

37 years old, for a man, this is the most powerful age.

The passion of youth is still surging in the body, the experience brought by the years is accumulated, and the body is full of endless energy. The future of life is only as bright as the sun, not even half a haze.

这就是37岁的戈登，从34岁到37岁，曙光103年到106年间连续三年的边陲之王。

But it was also in the most brilliant year of life that everything fell apart.

That day was his daughter Agatha's 14th birthday, and Gordon only remembered it when Karen reminded him at the dinner table.

It's not that he deliberately forgot or didn't take his daughter into his heart. On the contrary, both his daughter and his wife were his heart's content.

When he was young and at his most humble, it was Kallen who stayed with him and later gave birth to the little angel Agatha, who gave him a complete family and supported him to his current peak.

It's just that there are too many things he has to deal with every day.

The King of the Border is revered and admired by thousands of people, but it cannot be associated with the word "stability".

This bad land is full of bad guys who want to get ahead. Every one of them wants to kill him and become the boss. Some of them are particularly aggressive and have not even received extraordinary enhancement. They dare to squat on him on the road with a machete in his bare hands.

In order to maintain the title of king, he fought endless battles and killed endless people every day. He killed all kinds of people every day for three years. At his busiest time, he killed fifty or sixty people a day.

Wedding anniversaries, daughter’s birthdays, etc. are really overwhelmed by the busyness.

On his daughter's 14th birthday, he was called out by his brother to kill someone before he finished dinner, just like he had done for thousands of days and nights.

All he could do was to kill those unscrupulous people quickly, go home early, and maybe have a few pieces of cake with Agatha before midnight.

That night, Gordon hurried home after beheading people, and found that many people from nearby areas had gathered downstairs to watch, and there were several corpses on the ground. They were all secret sentries entrusted by him to protect his family.

Suddenly, an indescribable sense of ominousness enveloped Gordon's heart. His footsteps became heavier and heavier, and he rushed upstairs in a panic, hoping that this was just a nightmare.

However, the moment he stepped into the house, his inner world completely collapsed.

The home is still the same home, but all the furniture is messy and overturned on the ground, spattered with blood. There is a broken body lying on the floor, which is beyond recognition and has been almost chopped into pulp. It can only be barely identified from the clothes that it is Aga. Shah.

Kallen sat paralyzed next to her, with blood everywhere on her body. She looked at her daughter's body with blank eyes, and there was no light in her eyes.

Gordon's consciousness seemed to be shattered by an invisible giant hammer. He moved his lips several times, trying to say something, but no sound came out. Only a sharp, almost whining sound came from his nasal cavity.

His hands trembled and he wanted to touch his daughter, but the puddle of broken flesh made him not know where to start. He only felt that his heart was suddenly cut apart, every inch was in severe pain, and despair surged up like a dark tide. heart.

Outside the door, a bruised secret whistle crawled in with difficulty and said in tears: "Boss, I'm sorry that a group of people suddenly came here after you left."

"They had their faces covered, so they couldn't identify themselves, but they were very strong, not ordinary strong. They killed all of our people, Agatha"

Before he could finish his words, he rolled his eyes and the serious injury caused him to take his last breath.

Gordon's eyes almost burst out, his hair and beard were stretched out, his face was twisted with an extremely painful expression, and his eyes were burning with unprecedented rage.

Gordon rushed towards the secret sentry, shook his body irrationally and wildly, and roared like a wild beast: "Who did it?! Who are they?! Speak! Who did it??!"

The secret whistle has long since died and it is impossible to respond to him again.

Gordon rushed towards Karen again and grabbed her shoulders tightly. Because he was unconsciously too strong, his fingers left bruises on her shoulders. He asked in a trembling cry: "Karen, who did this? ? Have you seen anyone? Tell me! I want to kill them all!”

"Hehe. Hehehe." Kallen let out a miserable chuckle, her dim eyes looking at Gordon quietly, "Gordon, why are you crying? Isn't this the life you want?"

"Kill this today, kill that tomorrow. After three years of killing, killing is no longer interesting, right? Now it's your daughter's turn to be killed. It's just right. You have the motivation to kill again. You should feel excited."

Looking at Kallen's empty eyes, Gordon felt his heart collapse. He choked with tears, as if he wanted to pour out all his sadness and despair: "Karen, don't be like this. I, I am doing it for you too."

Kallen grinned and said: "Oh no, no, no, Gordon, don't say it's for us. This is the path you chose. No one has forced you."

"Agatha and I never said we wanted you to be rich, let alone that you must be famous and admired. Even if you remain the humble little minion you were, Agatha and I will always love you. With you.”

"But what about you? Do you love us? You keep saying that you want to give us a better life, but what I see is that you let us down time and time again. You only focus on your own prestige every day, even on your daughter's birthday. Able to slam the door and leave.”

"Agatha always said that she hoped that her father could spend more time with her, and you always said that you had something to do. Now it's okay. Agatha will never pester you anymore, and you can go about your own business. ”

Gordon's nails dug into his palms, and blood seeped out from between his fingers, but he couldn't feel any pain. He wanted to scream loudly, but couldn't make a sound, so he could only swallow the grief weakly: "Karen. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for you."

"Let's go now, okay? You've always wanted to go to the capital to start over, so let's go to the capital right now! You can go anywhere, as long as you like! I'm no longer the king of the border! Let's start over together!"

"Hahahaha!" Kallen laughed sharply and looked at him with a sarcastic look. "Gordon, if you can stick to your beliefs and never waver, just kick me away from now on. I'm determined." If your heart is the king, then I will look down upon you, at least you are a principled bastard."

"Now that your daughter is dead, you want to start over? Then what were you doing before? If you can throw away your fame so easily, then what's the point of you fighting and killing for so long?"

"Whether you were in trouble when you were young or you became successful later on, you never figured out what you wanted to do with your life."

"King of the Border, you are so pathetic."

After Karen finished speaking, she suddenly picked up the small self-defense pistol from her arms and pointed it at her chin.

Gordon was so sad about his daughter's death that his vision was completely blurred by tears, so much so that he couldn't react at all. By the time he discovered Kallen's actions and tried to grab the gun in horror, it was already too late.

"Oh!"

The bullet penetrated Karen's skull through her chin, and her body fell next to her daughter's broken body. The pool of blood glowed pale red under the dim light.

"Ah!!! No!!! No!!!" Gordon collapsed and fell to his knees, tears pouring out like a fountain and dripping on his daughter and wife.

He wanted to pick up Karen and Agatha, but his hands stopped in mid-air, as if blocked by an invisible wall, afraid of touching the cold death.