I'm not a drama god

Seeing the two people completely abandoning him, and Chen Ling appearing at the same time, Zuo Tong's eyes showed despair.

But when he saw Chen Ling ignoring him and chasing Brother Jing and Brother Jing first, a fire for survival arose in his heart... As long as Chen Ling didn't kill him, he still had a chance to survive!

Zhao Yi withdrew his eyes from Chen Ling's back, and then looked down at himself again. He saw Zuo Tong still gritting his teeth and wrestling with him, his face full of desire for survival.

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

The quota to enter Aurora City is the most important thing for Zuo Tong, and it is also the only bargaining chip he can use to negotiate. Entering Aurora City is important, but if you die here now, what is the point of having this quota?

The quota to enter Aurora City meant a way out and a bright future. He did not believe that Zhao Yi, a common man, could resist this temptation.

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

"think!!"

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

After the words fell, Zhao Yi broke free from Zuo Tong's hands and stabbed Zuo Tong's lower abdomen with the blade!

"This is the second knife."

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

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

"The third knife!"

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

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

Eight knives, nine knives, ten knives, eleven knives...

Zhao Yi roared angrily, and stabbed the knife in his hand that had taken away his father's life into the enemy's body. Zuo Tong was wailing in pain, and his movements did not stop at all. When the blade of the knife fell from Zuo Tong's body for the twelfth time, When it was pulled out, the latter was already as angry as a gossamer.

"There's...one knife left." Zuo Tong's remaining eyes looked at Zhao Yi pleadingly, "Let...me..."

"Let you go?" Zhao Yi breathed heavily. He raised the short knife in his hand and spoke word by word,

"Damn it, did you...let my dad go?"

The bloody dagger fell mercilessly.

The blade of the blade first penetrated Zuo Tong's neck, gurgling blood gushed out from it, 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, smearing the white snow below...

This was Zhao Yi's first time to kill someone. Apart from being a little queasy, it was more about the pleasure of getting revenge.

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

"Go to hell!"

As soon as Zhao Yi turned around, he saw a man in red standing calmly beside him.

"Chen Ling... I did it!" Zhao Yi said weakly, "I avenged my father... I gave back all the thirteen swords!"

Chen Ling didn't answer. He glanced at the sky above his head. Under the misty night, there were no traces of stars shining...

"...Yeah." Chen Ling looked away after a long time, "You did a good job."

Zhao Yi felt that he should smile at this time, but he couldn't. He looked at the corpse on the ground that had been stabbed thirteen times, pursed his lips slightly, and fell into silence.

All the law enforcers on the train had been hunted down one by one by Chen Ling. He walked back to the train along the tracks.

A figure is staggering towards here holding a steel sword.

"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." Chen Ling looked at the pale figure and said calmly, "I have killed everyone else. If you come to me now, you will not be able to do it." In any sense.”

When Xi Renjie saw the corpses scattered around, there was a trace of bitterness in his eyes. He had expected this outcome since Chen Ling nailed him to death on the train.

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

"Say."

"In your eyes, everything I did...isn't it a big mistake?"

Xi Renjie just looked at him, with endless struggle and confusion in his eyes. His pupils reflected the desperate flames of District Three, the corpses of law enforcers on the ground, and the black line extending towards Aurora City. railway.

Chen Ling was silent for a long time and then slowly spoke:

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

Upon hearing this answer, Xi Renjie subconsciously asked, "Then what's your position? Is it Aurora City? Or the people in District Three?"

"Whether it's Aurora City or the people, who of you is right and who is wrong, how many people will die, whether they should die or not, these are meaningless to me..." Chen Ling paused for a moment, "It's like a game that has nothing to do with me. Drama, no matter how you argue and fight, my script has only one ending..."

"Reverse the times and restart the world."

Xi Renjie was slightly startled and smiled helplessly.

"I almost forgot...you are from the Twilight Club."

Xi Renjie got the answer he wanted, and he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed. He took a deep breath, and without stopping, walked alone into the thick fog, holding the blood-stained steel sword.

This time, he didn't have a train or accompanying law enforcers... He could only walk to Aurora City on his own feet.

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

"Send a message to Aurora City for me."

Xi Renjie stopped and looked back in confusion.

Chen Ling was dressed in red, standing in the mist, the corners of his mouth slightly raised,

"They want to shut me out, but I won't comply with their wishes... tell Aurora City that I, Chen Ling, will definitely visit them personally."