Finn Miller frowned slightly, but did not turn around. Of course, there was a story behind it. Those stories were unforgettable for Finn Miller. Whenever he thought of those stories, Finn Miller would think of those damned mercenaries and drug dealers. They had taken one life after another, making Finn Miller an orphan and leaving him without friends.
As Finn Miller walked, he said, "My grandfather, my father, and my master are all dead. They died at the hands of drug dealers and mercenaries, the Razor Mercenaries. I want to wipe them out completely." Of course, Finn Miller also had an ideal in his heart: to fulfill his master's last wish, the Special Forces Competition.
Finn Miller looked at the setting sun at the horizon. The International Special Forces Competition seemed so distant.
