I'm not a drama god

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

Only then did Chi Tong couldn't help laughing and said, "No wonder you want to use that person's memory to replace Chen Ling's memory. Let the Red Heart 6 who betrayed the Twilight Society be filled with resentment towards the Twilight Society, and even kill a member of the Twilight Society with his own hands... In this way, he will be completely cut off from the Twilight Society."

Chi Tong paused for a moment, then asked,

"But I don't understand. There aren't any seriously injured Dusk members near the factory... How can you let him kill people?"

"There wasn't any before, but there is now." The Silver King said calmly, "The one in the dungeon should still be breathing, right?"

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

"Ah."

"As you ordered, we didn't kill him, and he's still locked up in the dungeon... Do you want to let him out and let Chen Ling kill him?" Chi Tong frowned. "But this [Black Spade 8] is quite powerful. What if he runs away, or he kills Chen Ling?"

"Beat him until he's barely alive, and throw him near the factory. Send someone to follow Chen Ling and protect him..." The Silver King's tone was extremely serious. "Remember, all we want is for Chen Ling to kill Spade 8. The process is not important. The most important thing is that Chen Ling must not be hurt, and that 'World Destroyer' must not be angered."

"Understood." Chi Tong nodded repeatedly.

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

……

For the Wuji Realm, clear skies were a luxury. After enjoying yesterday's sunshine, haze gradually enveloped the sky of this realm as usual.

There was a dull sound of the door being pushed open, and Chen Ling walked quickly into his room. He no longer had the leisure he had yesterday, and immediately started rummaging through the table… Blank pages of paper were scattered on the floor, and as a drawer was pulled open, 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 assimilate his eyes, which became gloomy and struggling.

"Xiaoyu..."

Thick clouds drifted away outside the window, and Chen Ling's figure stood in the shadows like a sculpture.

"Xiao Yu... they showed up again." Chen Ling murmured to himself, "I've been looking for them for so many years... Now, they're finally here, and right in front of me..."

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

After some mental struggle, Chen Ling stuffed the boning knife into her arms and pushed the door open with force!

boom--!

The maids passing by the door were all startled by Chen Ling. They saw the hem of his bright red costume floating up in the wind as he walked, and he looked murderous. They were all stunned for a moment...

Chen Ling walked quickly through the corridor. All the maids who passed by, even the Judgment Agent and the Thief Saint, were surprised by Chen Ling's momentum today. After asking him secretly, they showed a look of sudden enlightenment.

The looks they gave Chen Ling's back were extremely complicated.

Chen Ling walked all the way to the door of the church. This time, the door did not imprison him again, but took the initiative to open slowly to both sides...

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

"Chen Ling? Why are you…"

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

Ying Fu: ???

"You know... I've finally waited for this day." Chen Ling's voice was extremely low. "I've been holding Xiaoyu's grudge for ten years. During these ten years, I've had countless dreams about what he would look like when he grew up... He should have been an outstanding lawyer, or an excellent doctor, but everything he had was ruined by the Twilight Society...

You are right, Yingfu, only by staying alive can we have the opportunity and possibility of revenge... This time, I must take back what they took from Xiaoyu! ! ​​"

After saying that, Chen Ling walked down the stairs without looking back. The breeze blew up his hair and clothes, leaving only a resolute back view to Ying Fu...

Ying Fu didn't know what was going on. He just stared at his back, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Mr. Chen." Just as Chen Ling was about to walk away, a Fire Usurper hurriedly stopped him, "This place is too far from the District 9 Manufacturing Plant. I'd better drive you there... If by the time we get there, the Twilight Society thieves have already escaped, it will be too late."

Chen Ling thought for a moment and nodded:

"it is good!"

The woman in the bright red costume opened the door and got into the passenger seat of a black car, then drove away with 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 its doors open...

Behind the stained glass windows on the second floor of the church,

The Silver King, who witnessed the whole process, took a sip of red wine. He looked at Chen Ling's receding back and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

……

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

Sitting in the passenger seat of the car, Chen Ling held the boning knife tightly in his hand 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...he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

The Fire Usurper glanced at Chen Ling's expression and found it a little funny, but still said comfortingly:

"If you're worried that we'll be there too late and that member of the Twilight Club will escape, that's not a problem... From what I know, he's seriously injured and can't get far. He's probably near the factory."

Of course you 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, gripping the knife handle, was bulging with veins.

"I understand." The Fire Usurper said leisurely, "The Twilight Society is a group of lawless lunatics. They 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 must be careful when you meet that member of the Twilight Club. It is best to hide behind me...they are too dangerous. Don't take any risks."

“Hahahahahahahaha.” Xu Jia laughed, “Don’t worry, I’m better than you.”

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

"Okay, I understand."

The church gradually receded in the rear window. The two of them drove from the city to the edge of the Wuji Realm. Soon, a factory shrouded in haze appeared at the end of the desolate land.