Chapter 94 Resurrection Magic

When Geddon learned that the Crocodile Five from thirty years ago had reappeared, he couldn't sit still. The feud between the Geddon family and the Crocodile Gang was a long and complex story. Although his grandfather and father had done most of the work, now that the older generation was no longer alive, Geddon felt a strong sense of responsibility to uphold the family's honor.

“Lord Geddon, the resurrection spell they used sounds very sinister. There might be a trap.” Catwhisker stepped forward to warn him.

"You don't know this, old Manu's skill is unfathomable. Someone witnessed him restore a broken bird egg and successfully hatch a chick! What's more, that Black Kaimen has a blood feud with our family, and this time I must kill him with my own hands!"

"Lord Gaddon is so brave and skilled in battle, killing someone would be a piece of cake for him, wouldn't it? Rest assured, I will keep a close eye on that woman."

Gaddon nodded with satisfaction and led his elite troops all the way to the Orinoco River: Today, an important shipment needs to be transported out.

Seeing that Gaton had left with his men, Ap's remaining subordinates asked one after another, "Cat Whiskers, when can we go back?"

These people were unaware that Catbeard had already pledged allegiance to Geddon, and still thought they were truly honored guests! But after staying for a few days, they inevitably grew somewhat bored.

Catwhisker frowned and said, "I have a bad feeling. Gardon's trip is likely to end badly. If he fails, he might take his anger out on us. We'd better run away quickly!"

"But Geddon still has quite a few guards stationed here. How do we get out?"

“That’s easy! We’ll hide the woman first, then tell Gaddon’s men she ran away. They’ll definitely chase after her, and once things get chaotic, they won’t be able to care about us!” Catwhisker said. “I’ll take care of the woman. You guys get ready and wait for my signal!”

Catwhisker passed by Gil's room and said, "Lord Geddon has something to discuss with you," thus dismissing the servants. He didn't say anything to Gil and left directly.

By the time the servants realized they'd been tricked, both Catwhisker and Gil were gone, and chaos reigned. Ap's men then realized something was wrong: Catwhisker hadn't told them what the signal to wait for was! Had he run away on his own?

Just then, Cat Whiskers suddenly appeared: "Come with me! I've found a hidden path."

Everyone was both surprised and delighted, and a little embarrassed: it turned out he had gone to scout the way for us! We had really misunderstood him.

Trusting and grateful to Catwhisker, the group unwittingly walked into a CIA trap. Even at the time of their arrest, many of them were still trying to figure out who the traitor was.

"Who exactly are you?" Kiel asked.

"I'm just an ordinary cat!" the cat whiskers chuckled. "Oh, by the way, there's a combination lock box under Gardon's bed. I think you'll like what's inside."

"You saved me and provided me with information. Don't you want anything in return?"

"Two requests: First, do not tell anyone about me, including your superiors. Second, I hope you can eliminate this threat completely this time."

“I can agree to the first one,” Kilton paused. “As for the second… I can only say I will do my best.”

Cat Whiskers expressed his understanding: "Thank you. I know the second one is difficult, so this is a request, not a demand. I have other matters to attend to, so I'll take my leave now!"

Meanwhile, Gatton, leading a large force to the Orinoco River, was unaware that the CIA had infiltrated his base. At that moment, he had only one thought: he had to personally eliminate Black Kaimen!

Therefore, disregarding his subordinates' advice, Gaddon, accompanied by two attendants, boarded a small boat and set sail in search of his enemy. Ships carrying important cargo and a guard followed closely behind him.

As the fleet sailed downstream, the river narrowed and the current became rapid.

Gaddon focused his attention, keeping a close eye on the river. He knew all too well that the Crocodile Gang were underwater killers who loved to launch surprise attacks.

A piercing howl suddenly echoed from the horizon, neither bird nor beast. The crew members were terrified, craning their necks to look up, but could see nothing. Someone shouted, "It's the old witch doctor casting a spell!"

This shout undoubtedly threw the troops into disarray, causing everyone to panic and huddle together in a noisy, chaotic mass.

Gaddon raised his arms and shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone! I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure swiftly pinned Gaton down on the deck.

"Black, black, black... Oh my god!" The two henchmen, terrified out of their wits, didn't even need Bourbon to lift a finger; they simply abandoned their leader and jumped into the river to escape.

However, they couldn't escape far. The men on the following ships soon understood why Gaton suddenly went silent: the crocodiles underwater were all poking their heads out.

"Black, Black Kaimen?!" Stunned by the beating, Gadon barely regained some of his senses. He subconsciously touched his mouth: it was bleeding, and a piece of his gum was missing.

“My teeth! My front teeth! You bastard, give me back my teeth!” Gatton cried out.

Bourbon punched the man again without hesitation, threatening, "If you shout again, I'll knock out another one!"

"You...you...you're really Black Kaimen?"

"Watch your mouth! I'm your grandpa!" Bourbon grabbed Gardon by the collar and lifted him up, saying menacingly, "I'm going to ask you a few questions, and you have to answer them truthfully. Otherwise, you can forget about having any teeth left!"

Gardon was stunned by the other party's imposing aura. His carefully maintained tall and mighty image collapsed instantly, and he kept nodding and agreeing, "Grandpa Black Kaimen, I'll tell you whatever you ask! I'll confess everything!"

"Very good, first question: Do you know where my hometown is?"

"I heard you are Japanese."

"Who told you that?"

"That's what my dad and the others say."

How did they know?

"Ah, I don't know... Please don't hit me, I really don't know!"

Gatorton was trembling like a leaf. Bourbon, seeing that he was telling the truth, changed the subject: "Do you know anything about the pocket watch?"

"You mean the one Morales has?"

Is there only one?

"No, there are five in total. You all have them."

Where are the other four?

“Hey, um... no, don’t hit my teeth, Grandpa Black Kaimen, please spare me, I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything!” Gaton shouted hoarsely. “I heard that the other three were buried in their graves, and we tried to find them but couldn’t find the graves... As for your watch, it’s said that Morley sent it back to his hometown in Japan.”

"And then? What did you do?" Bourbon pressed.

“Me? I didn’t do anything! That was 20 years ago, I was just a kid then,” Gatton said evasively.

"But you should remember what your father did, right? If you can't, I can help you."

Before Bourbon could perform the memory restoration technique, Gaton confessed: "My father somehow found out your hometown address. Then he hired a local hitman and... he killed your whole family..."

"Killed"

Bourbon added quietly.

When the old crocodile mentioned the missing pocket watch, Bourbon was reminded of the tragedy that had occurred in his old home 20 years ago. The time and place matched up. 20 years ago, Ap wasn't Maitai, but just an unknown nobody, while Gadon's father was a powerful bandit leader and the more likely mastermind behind it all.

With a near-despair in his heart, he sought confirmation from Gatton, clinging to the hope that the two events were unrelated, so that he could finally unload his heavy psychological burden. However, reality slapped him hard in the face: the truth had already been guessed and would not change in the slightest, regardless of whether he was willing to accept it.

After her mother's death, Zero left her original home, and another family moved in. However, that family, simply by living there, suffered a devastating tragedy for no apparent reason.

"What if I hadn't moved back then?"

Bourbon had been pondering this question for the past two days, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find an answer. That family had shielded him from Gatorton's father's vengeful wrath with their own bodies, allowing him to find his father 20 years later. How ironic!

"You...bastard!" Bourbon roared, making Gaton shudder.

“Grandpa Black Kaimen, it was my father who did this. He did it to avenge my grandfather. It has nothing to do with me! I apologize to your family. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!” Clearly, Gaton and his father had always believed they had killed Black Kaimen's family. But this only enraged Bourbon more: “Shut up! What right do you have to apologize to them!”

"Grandpa Black Kaimen, please don't kill me..." Gaddon pleaded pitifully.

"One last question, where is my watch?"

"I don't know, the assassin hasn't been found."

"Did he really not find it, or did he pocket it, or are you lying?"

"I didn't lie, but I don't know if that person told the truth."

Bourbon snorted and said, "Of course I won't kill you. A piece of scum like you deserves to die!"

Upon hearing this, Gatton was horrified, thinking Bourbon was about to execute him. He was bound hand and foot and struggled desperately, eventually falling into the water and drowning.

Bourbon stared at the corpse for a moment, then slowly climbed ashore.

The river shimmered with golden light, the forest was lush and green, the scenery remained the same, but his state of mind was different.

Bourbon saw from afar Little Rusty, disguised as Cuvier, excitedly and smugly leading Gaddon's men off the ship, and he couldn't help but smile, a bitter smile.

"Kaymen, what were you saying to Gaddon on the boat just now?" The old crocodile noticed that something was off with the blond youth.

"It's nothing, just some personal matters."

"Aren't you leaving soon?"

"Um."

"Take good care of yourself."

"Yes, you too."

We may never see each other again. I'm already halfway to the grave, while you have a long road ahead of you. I hope you can go even further.

What is the cost of going further?

Bourbon sighed silently in his heart. He didn't want the old man to worry, and he didn't want the old man to bear the same guilt: "Please rest assured, I will definitely not let you down."