Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty-One: Too Disgusting, Too Cruel.

Although he was a drug lord, not a hero, having the character for "hero" associated with his name, Teodulo was definitely no ordinary man.

Teodulo died a man's death; he watched Glolov shoot him with his eyes open and fists clenched.

From a minor leader with only about thirty men under his command to the boss of a force of over two thousand men, controlling the life and death of tens of thousands, in Colombia, Teodulo was certainly considered a prince of the underworld. Yet, in the small locale of Santo Onos, he was captured alive by a small force with a main strength of only eight men, and then executed by firing squad. Such an incident would be beyond belief if told.

Though Teodulo's power was strong, his death at the hands of the Satan Mercenary Corps could only be seen as capsizing in a gutter, he had it coming.