I'm not a theatre god

In the darkness, Spades 8 opened his eyes with difficulty.

His eyes were blood red, and there were large areas of black and blue around the eye sockets. Blood was flowing from the hideous wounds on his body, and a pool of blood was already fainting under his body... He tried to stand up, but the next moment, bursts of severe pain came from his body. It came from everywhere.

He had broken countless bones. It was extremely difficult to even move his hands and feet, let alone getting up, and he had very little mental energy left in his mind.

"Damn..." Spades 8's eyes were filled with despair.

He is a member of the Twilight Society who resides in the Wuji Realm. Ever since Mr. Wuji woke up, the Wuji Realm has changed. Cutting off trains, sacrificing large areas, witch hunts... Under a series of impacts, before he left the Wuji Realm, it became an isolated island.

When the King of Silver appeared, his situation became even worse. The Twilight Society's contact points in the Wuji Realm were removed one after another. There were several Icon thieves who were specifically searching for Twilight Society members in the city and almost dug up the place. Three feet of ground.

Even though 8 of Spades is very experienced in escaping, he was still caught not long ago due to the inability to leave the realm and the pursuit of several Thief Saints...

After that, he suffered endless torture and torture.

The double physical and psychological torture brought Spades 8 to the point of collapse several times. Today, I don’t know why these fire usurpers went crazy. They almost beat him to death and then threw him into this weird place...

This is a narrow, dark room with dust and musty smell floating in the air, like a long-abandoned warehouse. Spades 8 doesn't know why they threw him here, and he doesn't know how long he can live. His only idea now is to at least make these dogs who tortured him pay some price before he dies.

Spades 8 lay on the ground like a dead dog, mobilizing the last bit of mental power to seep under the ground...

…

The vehicle stopped slowly in front of the factory.

"arrive."

Chen Ling closed the car door and stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar factory in front of her with a somewhat complicated expression, "I never thought I would have a chance to come back..."

"You work here, so you should be very familiar with this place." Xu Jia walked up to him and said slowly, "Come and think about it for us, where is the Twilight Club member most likely to be hiding?"

Chen Ling fell into deep thought.

"It's unlikely in the workshop. People come and go there every day, and there's no place to hide. Let's rule it out first..."

"That makes sense, then what?"

"The working hours of the factory now are eighteen hours a day, and most employees don't spend much time in the dormitory. It's a good choice to look at the employee dormitory like this... However, there are often people patrolling the dormitory from time to time, and apart from the beds and cabinets, basically There’s no way to hide anyone.”

"Then looking at it this way, this place isn't...is there anything else?"

"If I were him, I would hide over there in the warehouse, and it's a warehouse near the old factory."

"Oh? Why?"

"There are no people living inside the warehouse, only inventory is carried out every morning and evening, and the time is also fixed... In addition, the warehouse over the old factory is small and dense. If you hide it there, it will be difficult to find it."

"That's great." Xu Jia applauded, "Then let's go there and take a look and lead the way."

Xu Jia took two steps forward, but found that Chen Ling had not followed, and looked back in confusion.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I..." Chen Ling lowered her head and looked at the boning knife tightly in her hand, "I... I don't know... I seem a little nervous."

"Don't be nervous, we got the news that the member of the Dusk Society has run out of gas." Xu Jia patted him on the shoulder, "We will definitely kill him... Have you forgotten that your brother Xiaoyu is lying in the coffin? , what’s it like?”

After hearing the second half of the sentence, Chen Ling's body shook violently.

He took a deep breath...

"I will kill him." Chen Ling's eyes were firm. He pulled out the boning knife and walked straight to the warehouse of the old factory. "I want to avenge Xiaoyu..."

"That's right." A smile appeared on Xu Jia's face.

Chen Ling and Xu Jia, one behind the other, shuttled among the warehouses of the old factory.

Chen Ling came to a door first and kicked it hard. With all his strength, the door twisted and flew out with a bang, stirring up the dust in the warehouse, but he didn't see it. Any figure.

Chen Ling's tense spirit relaxed slightly, then she quickly picked it up and walked to the next warehouse.

At the same time, Xu Jia also pretended to find two warehouses and kicked them open. After that, they were naturally empty...

When Chen Ling came to the door of a dark warehouse, Xu Jia's expression finally turned serious. He silently walked behind Chen Ling and spoke at the right time:

"Have you noticed? There seems to be traces of someone's activity at the door of this warehouse..."

"Yes." Chen Ling nodded, with sharp eyes, "I saw it."

He tightened his grip on the boning knife and kicked it out! !

Bang--!

The moment the warehouse door flew inward, several big dry and pale hands broke through the ground in the warehouse and swarmed towards the door!

"careful!!"

Xu Jia rushed to Chen Ling immediately. A series of glimmers of light flashed in front of him. The front ends of the withered arms seemed to have been stolen by something and fell downwards.

Before Xu Jia could recover, a huge pale shadow rushed out from behind the door and hit him like a cannonball, smashing him directly into the warehouse wall and slamming him into the ruins...

As the giant figure rushed out, Chen Ling finally saw its appearance clearly. It was a corpse that looked like it had been soaked, with bark-like armor and spikes all over its body, and it looked extremely destructive!

Xu Jia was pinned to the ground by the corpse. He didn't seem to expect that Spade 8 could still fight so hard. He cursed the other fire usurpers for their incompetence while frantically dodging the corpse's attack...

"This Spade 8 from the Dusk Society can control corpses!" Xu Jia yelled at Chen Ling, "He must have reached his limit now, go kill his body!"

"Okay!!"

Chen Ling rushed into the warehouse without hesitation.

The next moment, a bloody dead dog-like figure was punched through the wall by a punch, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. Chen Ling, who was full of murderous intent, held a boning knife in his hand and stepped into the void to chase after it!

Perhaps Chen Ling's attack on the body had an effect, and the corpse on Xu Jia's body suddenly stagnated. Taking this opportunity, Xu Jia directly stole a huge stone and smashed it away, and then chased after the two at full speed.

Chen Ling looked at Spade 8 falling to the ground helplessly, his eyes full of hatred and madness!

He grabbed Spade 8's neck and slammed it into the ground, then raised the boning knife with his other hand and stabbed it hard!

"You killed Xiaoyu!!"

"Why did you kill him?! What did he do wrong?!"

"I only have Xiaoyu as my brother... Do you know how I survived all these years?!!"

Chen Ling's roar resounded through the sky.

Puff puff puff——

Chen Ling turned his back to Xu Jia, and raised the boning knife in his hand again and again, stabbing it down. Due to the angle, Xu Jia could not see what Spade 8 had been stabbed into, but he could see a pool of blood spreading under the two of them...

Seeing this scene, Xu Jia's smile became brighter.

Slowly, Spade 8 on the ground stopped moving, and blood soaked Chen Ling's soles and hems, but he still did not stop. With his back to Xu Jia, he stabbed the boning knife into Spade 8 frantically.

"It's OK, Chen Ling." Xu Jia walked behind him and patted his shoulder, "He's dead..."

A domain was activated instantly.

Poof——!!

The power of judgment penetrated the void, and along with the flashing bone-cutting knife, it slashed across Xu Jia's neck...

A head with eyes wide open and full of astonishment drew a trajectory in the air, and then rolled to the ground...The scarlet blood stained his cheeks. In the upside-down vision, he stood up slowly with his back to his red costume.

The hideous bone-cutting knife wounds were scattered on the surface of Chen Ling's thighs, and the blood on the ground also came from here. At the same time, Spade 8, who was lying on the ground, had no scars on his body...

At this moment, Spade 8 was looking at everything in front of him in shock, with an expression of seeing a ghost.

The red costumed Chen Ling limped to Xu Jia's body, grabbed the messy hair on the ground with his bloody hands, and slowly lifted up the head...

"I told you a long time ago not to take it lightly. The cruelty and insidiousness of the members of the Dusk Club are beyond your imagination..."

Chen Ling, with blood all over his face, no longer had the naivety and innocence before.

He held the head and slowly put it in front of his forehead, looking at the empty Xu Jia with his eyes teasingly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"How was it..."

"Did I act well?"

[Audience expectation value +3]

[Current expectation value: 83%]