Chapter 143 Thirteen Knives

Seeing that the two had completely abandoned him, and Chen Ling appeared at the same time, despair appeared in Zuo Tong's eyes.

But when he saw Chen Ling ignoring him and chasing after Brother Jing and the other two, a ray of desire to survive rose in his heart... As long as Chen Ling didn't kill him, he still had a chance to survive!

Zhao Yi withdrew his gaze from Chen Ling's back, and then looked down at himself again, only to see Zuo Tong still gritting his teeth and wrestling with himself, his face full of the desire to survive.

"Let me go... I beg you to let me go!" Zuo Tong's face was pale without a trace of blood, "I didn't mean to kill your father... I, I just... I know I was wrong... If you let me go, I will give you my place in Aurora City! Really!"

The place in Aurora City is the most important thing for Zuo Tong, and it is also the only bargaining chip he can use for negotiation. Entering Aurora City is certainly important, but if he dies here now, what is the point of having this place?

The quota to enter Aurora City means a way out and a bright future. He doesn't believe that Zhao Yi, a commoner, can resist such temptation.

Zhao Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you want to live?"

"Yes!!"

"Okay." Zhao Yi said coldly, "If you can withstand my thirteen knives, I will let you go."

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Yi broke free from Zuo Tong's hands, and stabbed the blade down fiercely, stabbing Zuo Tong's lower abdomen!

"This is the second knife."

The severe pain made Zuo Tong's body curl up like a shrimp. He weakly let go of Zhao Yi's hands and wailed.

Zhao Yi pulled out the blade, and scarlet blood dripped down the blade onto Zuo Tong's body. Before he could react, he stabbed into his ribs again!

"The third knife!"

The warm blood splashed on Zhao Yi's face, and his eyes were full of bloodshot. At this moment, he was no longer a gangster on Frost Street, but an avenger from hell.

After Zhao Yi stabbed him several times, Zuo Tong had completely lost the ability to resist. Zhao Yi's stabs were not aimed at vital points. Even after so many stabs, Zuo Tong still did not die, but his face was extremely pale.

Eight stabs, nine stabs, ten stabs, eleven stabs...

Zhao Yi roared, and stabbed the knife in his hand that had taken his father's life into his enemy's body again and again. Zuo Tong was wailing in pain, and his movements did not stop at all. When the blade was pulled out of Zuo Tong's body for the twelfth time, the latter was already on the verge of death.

"There is... one knife left." Zuo Tong looked at Zhao Yi with his remaining eyes begging, "Let... me go..."

"Let you go?" Zhao Yi panted heavily, he raised the short knife in his hand high, and spoke word by word,

"Damn, did you...let my father go?"

The bloody short knife fell mercilessly.

The blade directly pierced into Zuo Tong's neck, blood gushed out, and his trachea was cut off at the same time. Zuo Tong's eyes widened suddenly, and he stopped breathing after a moment.

After the last stab, Zhao Yi seemed to have lost all his strength and lay on the snow beside him. Blood also flowed from his wound, staining the white snow below little by little...

This was Zhao Yi's first time killing someone. In addition to feeling a little nauseous, he felt more pleasure after getting revenge.

At this moment, he seemed to remember something, and he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, spitting at Zuo Tong's body!

"Go to hell!"

Zhao Yi just turned around and saw a red-dressed man standing calmly beside him.

"Chen Ling... I did it!" Zhao Yi said weakly, "I avenged my father... Thirteen times, I returned them all!"

Chen Ling did not answer. He looked at the sky above his head. In the hazy night, there was no sign of any stars...

"... Yeah." Chen Ling retracted his gaze after a long time, "You did a good job."

Zhao Yi felt that he should smile at this time, but he couldn't smile. He looked at the body on the ground that was stabbed thirteen times, pursed his lips, and fell silent.

All the law enforcers on the train had been killed one by one by Chen Ling. He walked back to the train along the rails.

A figure was holding a steel sword and stumbling towards here.

"Chen Ling..."

Xi Renjie actually broke free from the steel sword nailed to the carriage, which surprised Chen Ling.

"I said, if you let me go once, I will let you go once too." Chen Ling looked at the pale figure and said calmly, "I killed all the others. It's meaningless for you to look for me now."

Xi Renjie saw the bodies lying around, and a bitterness appeared in his eyes. He had expected this result since Chen Ling nailed him to death on the train.

"Chen Ling... I have one last question." Xi Renjie said hoarsely.

"Speak."

"In your eyes, everything I did... was it wrong?"

Xi Renjie just looked at him, with endless struggle and confusion in his eyes. His pupils reflected the desperate flames of the third district, the bodies of the law enforcers on the ground, and the black railway that stretched all the way to Aurora City.

Chen Ling was silent for a long time, and slowly said:

"It's not about right or wrong, it's just a different standpoint."

Hearing this answer, Xi Renjie subconsciously asked back: "Then what is your position? Is it Aurora City? Or the people in District 3?"

"Whether it is Aurora City or the people, who is right or wrong, how many people will die, whether they should die, these are meaningless to me..." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "It's like a drama that has nothing to do with me. No matter how you argue and fight, there is only one ending for my script..."

"Reverse the times and restart the world."

Xi Renjie was slightly startled and smiled helplessly,

"I almost forgot... You are from the Dusk Society."

Xi Renjie got the answer he wanted, and the whole person seemed to be relieved a lot. He took a deep breath, did not stop, and walked into the thick fog alone with the blood-stained steel sword.

This time, he had no train, and no law enforcers accompanying him... He could only walk to Aurora City on his own feet.

At this moment, Chen Ling's voice suddenly rang:

"Send a message to Aurora City for me."

Xi Renjie stopped and looked back in confusion.

Chen Ling, dressed in red, stood in the mist, his mouth slightly raised,

"They want to shut me out, but I won't do what they want... Tell Aurora City that I, Chen Ling, will come to visit in person."