I'm not a theatre god

As Chen Ling left, the door to the room slowly closed.

Until then, Chi Tong couldn't help but laugh and said, "No wonder you want to use that person's memory to replace Chen Ling's memory. The 6 of Hearts who betrayed the Twilight Society was filled with resentment towards the Twilight Society, and even killed a person with his own hands. A member of the Dusk Club... If this happens, he will be completely separated from the Dusk Club. "

Chi Tong paused for a moment and then asked,

"But I don't understand. There are no seriously injured Twilight Club members near the manufacturing plant... How do you let him kill someone?"

"It didn't happen before, but it can happen now." The Silver King said calmly, "The one in the dungeon should still have some breath, right?"

"Dungeon...you mean, you caught the [8 of Spades] a few days ago?"

"Um."

"According to your order, we did not kill him. We are still locked in the dungeon... Do you want to let him out and let Chen Ling kill him?" Chi Tong frowned slightly, "But this [8 of Spades] 】The strength is not weak, what if he runs away or he kills Chen Ling? "

"Beat him until he is breathless and throw him near the manufacturing plant. Then send someone to follow Chen Ling to protect his safety..." The Silver King said in a serious tone, "Remember, all we want is Chen Ling. The result of Ling killing [8 of Spades] is not important. The most important thing is that Chen Ling must not be injured or angered by the 'Destruction'."

"Understood." Chi Tong nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely arrange this!"

…

For the Wuji Realm, sunny weather is a luxury. After enjoying yesterday's sunshine, haze gradually enveloped the sky in this realm as usual.

There was a dull sound of pushing the door open, and Chen Ling quickly walked into his room. He no longer had the leisurely mood of yesterday, but immediately started rummaging around on the table... Blank pages of paper were scattered by him on the ground. As a drawer was forcefully opened, a boning knife lay quietly inside.

Chen Ling's breathing was a little heavy. He slowly picked up the knife. The cold touch seemed to blend into his eyes, which turned gloomy and struggling.

"Xiaoyu..."

Thick clouds drifted into the distance outside the window, and Chen Ling's figure stood in the shadow, like a sculpture.

"Xiaoyu... they appeared again." Chen Ling murmured to herself, "I have been looking for them for so many years... Now, they are finally here, and they are right in front of my eyes..."

"I am different now. I have power. No matter what happens this time, I will definitely avenge you..."

Chen Ling went through a mental struggle, put the boning knife directly into her arms, and then pushed open the door!

Bang--!

The maids who passed by the door were all startled by Chen Ling. They saw the hem of the red opera robe floating in the wind as he walked, with murderous intent, and they were stunned for a moment...

Chen Ling walked quickly through the corridor. All the maids passing by, even the Judgment Agent and the Thief Saint, were surprised by Chen Ling's momentum today. After asking secretly, they showed signs of sudden realization.

They looked at Chen Ling's back with extremely complicated eyes.

Chen Ling walked all the way to the door of the church. This time, the door did not imprison him anymore, but actively opened it slowly to both sides...

At the same time, Ying Fu, who was stepping up the steps and preparing to enter the church, was stunned.

"Chen Ling? How did you..."

Seeing Chen Ling walking out of the church wearing a theatrical robe, Ying Fu frowned and was about to ask something, but Chen Ling opened her arms and hugged him heavily!

Ying Fu:? ? ?

"You know...I have finally waited for this day." Chen Ling's voice was extremely low, "I have kept my grudge against Xiaoyu for ten years. During these ten years, I have dreamed countless times about what he will look like when he grows up... He should have been an excellent lawyer or an excellent doctor, but everything about him was destroyed in the hands of the Twilight Society...

You are right, Ying Fu, only by surviving can you have the chance and possibility of revenge... This time, what they took away from Xiaoyu, I must get it back from them! ! "

After saying that, Chen Ling walked down the steps without looking back. The breeze ruffled his hair and the corners of his clothes, leaving only a resolute figure behind Ying Fu...

Ying Fu didn't know what happened, he just stared at his back, his brows furrowing tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Chen." Just as Chen Ling was about to walk away, a fire usurper hurriedly stopped him, "This is too far from the Ninth District Manufacturing Factory, I'd better drive you there... In case we arrive, The Twilight Club thieves have already escaped, it’s too late.”

Chen Ling thought for a moment and nodded:

"good!"

Dahong Xipao opened the car door, got into the passenger seat of a black car, and then gradually drove away amid a roar.

After hearing the conversation between the two, Ying Fu realized something. He narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to look at the church with the open door...

Behind the glazed windows on the second floor of the church,

The King of Silver, who witnessed the whole process, took a sip of red wine. He looked at Chen Ling's retreating back with a smile on his lips.

…

"How long will it take for us to get to the manufacturing plant?"

In the passenger seat of the car, Chen Ling clutched the boning knife in her arms tightly and spoke in a deep voice.

"If we go at full speed, it will take about half an hour." The fire usurper who was driving replied, "What's wrong?"

Chen Ling's face was solemn...but she hesitated to speak.

The fire usurper glanced at Chen Ling's expression and found it a little funny, but he still said with relief:

"If you are worried that we arrived too late and the Dusk Club member escaped, there is no need... As far as I know, he is seriously injured now and should not be able to run too far. He is near the manufacturing plant."

Of course he can't run too far, after all, when he is there depends on when you arrive.

Chen Ling breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you... I didn't mean to rush you, I just... just..."

Chen Ling's hand holding the handle of the knife burst out with veins.

"I understand." The Fire Usurper said leisurely, "Twilight Society, a group of lawless lunatics, really deserve to die."

Chen Ling nodded heavily, then turned to look at him, "...by the way, what's your name?"

"Me? My name is Xu Jia."

"Xu Jia...thank you for driving me, you are a good person." Chen Ling took a deep breath, "You have to be careful when you meet that Dusk Club member later, it's best to hide behind me...They are too dangerous, don't take risks ”

"Hahahahahahaha." Xu Jia laughed, "Don't worry, I'm better than you."

"I'm not kidding you. The cruelty and insidiousness of the Twilight Club members are beyond your imagination... You must not take them lightly."

"Okay, I understand."

The church faded away through the rear window. The two of them sat in a vehicle and drove all the way from the city to the edge of the Wuji Realm. Soon, a factory shrouded in haze appeared at the end of the desolation.