I'm not a drama god

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

His eyes were bloodshot, with large bruises around his eye sockets. Blood was flowing from the hideous wounds on his body, forming a pool of blood under him... He tried to stand up, but the next moment, waves of severe pain came from all over his body.

He had broken countless bones, and even moving his hands and feet was extremely difficult, let alone getting up. He also had very little mental strength in his mind.

"Damn it..." Spade 8's eyes were filled with despair.

He was a member of the Dusk Society who lived in the Wuji Realm. Ever since Wuji Jun woke up, the Wuji Realm had changed. Trains were cut off, large areas were sacrificed, witches were exterminated... Under a series of shocks, before he could leave the Wuji Realm, it became an isolated island.

By the time the Silver King showed up, his situation had become even worse. The Dusk Society contact points within the Wuji Realm were eliminated one after another. There were several thief saints who were specifically searching for Dusk Society members in the city, and they had almost dug the ground up three feet deep.

Even though Spade 8 was very experienced in escaping, he was still caught not long ago because he could not leave the realm and was pursued by several thieves...

After that, he suffered endless torture and beatings.

The double torture of physical and psychological torture made Spade 8 close to collapse several times. Today, he didn't know why these fire usurpers went crazy. They almost beat him to death and then threw him to this weird place...

This is a narrow and dim room, with dust and mildew in the air, like an abandoned warehouse. Spade 8 doesn't know why they threw him here, nor does he know how long he can live. His only thought now is to make these dogs who tortured him pay a price before he dies.

Spade 8 lay on the ground like a dead dog, mobilizing the last bit of his mental strength to seep into the ground...

……

The vehicle slowly stopped in front of the factory.

"arrive."

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

"You work here, so you should be very familiar with this place." Xu Jia walked up to him and spoke slowly, "Can you think of a place for us to hide, where is that member of the Twilight Club most likely to be?"

Chen Ling fell into deep thought.

"It's unlikely to be in the workshop. There are people coming and going there every day, and there is no place to hide. Let's rule that out first..."

"That makes sense, and then what?"

"The factory now works 18 hours a day, and most employees don't spend much time in the dormitory. So the employee dormitory is a good choice... But there are often people patrolling the dormitory at irregular intervals, and apart from the beds and cabinets, there is basically no way to hide people."

"So, this place isn't...still there?"

"If I were him, I would probably hide in the warehouse near the old factory."

"Oh why?"

"No one lives inside the warehouse. Inventory is only conducted in the morning and evening, and the time is fixed... In addition, the warehouse at the old factory is small and dense. If it is hidden there, it is indeed not easy to find."

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

Xu Jia took two steps forward, but found that Chen Ling did not follow him, so he looked back in confusion.

"what happened to you?"

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

"Don't be nervous. We got the news that the member of the Dusk Club is already on his last legs." Xu Jia patted his shoulder. "We can definitely kill him... Have you forgotten what your brother Xiaoyu looked like when he was lying in the coffin?"

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 determined. He pulled out the boning knife and walked straight towards 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 in front and one behind, shuttled between the warehouses of the old factory.

Chen Ling was the first to arrive at a door and kicked hard at the warehouse door. With all his strength, the door twisted and flew out with a bang, stirring up the dust in the warehouse, but no figure was seen.

Chen Ling's tense spirit relaxed slightly, but quickly picked itself up again and walked towards the next warehouse.

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

When Chen Ling arrived at the door of a dim warehouse, Xu Jia's expression finally became serious. He walked silently behind Chen Ling and spoke at the right time:

"Did you notice? There seems to be traces of someone's activities at the door of this warehouse..."

"Yeah." Chen Ling nodded, her eyes fierce and sharp, "I saw it."

He clenched the boning knife tightly and kicked out! !

boom--!

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

"Be careful!!"

Xu Jia rushed to Chen Ling as soon as possible. Rays of light flashed in front of him. The front ends of those withered arms seemed to be stolen by something and fell down in unison.

Before Xu Jia could come to his senses, a pale giant shadow rushed out from behind the door and hit him like a cannonball, smashing the warehouse wall directly and pressing him heavily into the ruins...

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

Xu Jia was pinned to the ground by the corpse. He did not seem to expect that Spade 8 could still have such fighting power. He cursed the other fire usurpers for their incompetence while frantically dodging the corpse's attack...

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

"it is good!!"

Chen Ling rushed into the warehouse without hesitation.

The next moment, a figure covered in blood, like a dead dog, was smashed through the wall by a punch and flew backwards into the distance like a kite with a broken string. Chen Ling, who was full of murderous intent, was chasing after it with a boning knife in his hand and his feet on the void!

Perhaps Chen Ling's attack on the body took effect, and the body on Xu Jia suddenly stopped. Taking this opportunity, Xu Jia stole a huge rock and smashed it away, then chased after the two at full speed.

Chen Ling looked at the Spade Eight falling helplessly to the ground, his eyes filled with hatred and madness!

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

"You killed Xiaoyu!!"

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

"Xiaoyu is my only brother... Do you know how I managed to survive all these years?!"

Chen Ling’s roar resounded through the sky.

Puff puff--

Chen Ling turned her back to Xu Jia, and raised the boning knife in her hand again and again, stabbing it down. Due to the angle, Xu Jia couldn't 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, the smile on Xu Jia's face became even brighter.

Slowly, the Spade 8 on the ground stopped moving. Blood soaked Chen Ling's soles and hem of his clothes, but he still did not stop. With his back to Xu Jia, he madly stabbed the boning knife into the body of Spade 8.

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

A field was activated instantly.

puff--! !

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... Scarlet blood stained his cheeks. In the upside-down vision, he stood up slowly with his back to his bright red robe.

There were hideous cuts from a boning knife scattered all over Chen Ling's thighs. The blood on the ground came from there. Meanwhile, the Spade 8 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 as if he had seen a ghost.

The man in the red costume limped over 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 let your guard down. The cruelty and insidiousness of the members of the Twilight Club are beyond your imagination..."

Chen Ling, with blood all over her face, no longer had the innocence and innocence she once had.

He held the head and slowly placed it against his forehead. He looked at Xu Jia with a playful look in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

"How about it……"

“Did I act well?”

[Audience Expectation Value +3]

[Current expected value: 83%]