Chapter 142: Zhao Yi’s Bloodiness

“Who?!”

Seeing a figure appear on the tracks, Brother Jing’s heart trembled. Only after seeing that the person wasn’t wearing a trench coat did he breathe a sigh of relief.

“It’s a civilian from District 3,” another enforcer said. “Probably trying to hitch a ride on the train and followed it here... Don’t worry about him.”

Zuo Tong grunted and continued running forward, but when his gaze fell on the face approaching rapidly, he was slightly stunned.

This person, he seemed to have seen him somewhere...

Zuo Tong couldn’t quite remember. There were too many faces in the crowd just now, and he couldn’t clearly remember everyone. He simply ignored the person and continued running side-by-side with the other two enforcers.

But whether it was his imagination or not, the civilian seemed to have increased his speed, running straight at him!

By the time he realized something was wrong, it was too late. The person didn’t even look at the other two, didn’t slow down at all, and slammed into him. Those eyes, bloodshot with rage, were like a beast’s!

*Thud—!*

Zuo Tong had nowhere to dodge and was tackled to the ground by the figure!

“Caught you... fuck your mother!!” Zhao Yi’s eyes widened. Without a word of nonsense, he pulled the short blade from Zuo Tong’s waist and stabbed down violently!

Zuo Tong was terrified, his hands hurriedly blocking in front of him, desperately holding up the blade in mid-air. Both of them were using their strength to the limit, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, locked in a stalemate.

“Where did this lunatic come from?!” Zuo Tong exclaimed. “Save me!”

Brother Jing and the other enforcer saw this, their eyes filled with confusion, but they immediately drew their own blades and rushed over.

Zhao Yi ignored the approaching crisis behind him, glaring viciously at Zuo Tong beneath him. He growled, and the blade held in mid-air moved downward bit by bit... Perhaps because he was young, or perhaps because of his hatred, his strength overcame Zuo Tong’s.

Just as his blade was about to pierce Zuo Tong’s eyeball, a whistling cold wind came from behind. Zhao Yi’s pupils contracted slightly, but even so, he didn’t stop.

The next moment, a sharp pain came from his back!

Brother Jing’s blade sank deep into Zhao Yi’s back. The latter’s body jolted violently, and he growled like an enraged lion, continuing to plunge the short blade down regardless of his own life!

“Ahhhhhhh!!!”

The blade pierced one of Zuo Tong’s eyeballs, and a shrill scream instantly echoed through the sky. Crimson blood rolled down his cheeks, and he curled up uncontrollably.

Another blade sank into Zhao Yi’s body. The sharp pain made him fall to the side. The other enforcer kicked him in the left shoulder, kicking him directly to the ground...

Zhao Yi’s face was deathly pale, but he was a street thug who had been fighting since he was a child, so he knew the basics of fighting. He rolled on the ground like a dog to dissipate the force, then stood up staggeringly.

Two shocking knife wounds were crimson on his back. The bandages that had been wrapped were all torn, and the blood-stained bandages fell to the ground one by one.

Zhao Yi’s chest heaved violently. In this cold, desolate wilderness, he was shirtless, like a beast driven to a dead end. His eyes were still fixed on Zuo Tong, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

“Who are you??” Brother Jing frowned involuntarily. “How dare you attack an enforcer?”

He didn’t recognize this person, but the other’s actions just now really startled him. This young man didn’t care about his own life, taking two stabs just to kill Zuo Tong. It was clearly a life-for-a-life situation...

This kind of lunatic was the most troublesome, and their bullets had run out at the station. Brother Jing hesitated to engage in close-quarters combat with such a person.

“I attacked him, so what?”

Zhao Yi raised the blood-stained short blade, pointing it directly at Zuo Tong, who was rolling on the ground clutching his eye, and said chillingly, “Not only did I attack him, I’m going to take his dog life today!”

“You’re just a brat who hasn’t even grown hair, and you dare to kill an enforcer?” The other enforcer sneered. “You’re only one person, and we have three. What are you going to fight us with?”

Zhao Yi clenched his fists tightly. He grabbed a blood-stained bandage that had fallen from his body and wrapped the hilt of the blood-stained short blade around his wrist, circle by circle...

In his eyes, the madness and determination of a desperate man flickered.

“My dad took thirteen stabs from him... You can try and see how many stabs it takes to kill me.”

Hearing this, Zuo Tong, who was rolling on the ground, seemed to think of something. His only remaining eye widened as he looked at Zhao Yi, and he said in astonishment:

“It’s you? You’re that old man’s son!”

“You guessed right.” Zhao Yi said chillingly. “And you’re going to die!”

The bandages completely bound the short blade to his hand. Zhao Yi, shirtless, rushed toward Zuo Tong without hesitation, and directly in front of Zuo Tong, the two enforcers were on high alert!

Brother Jing looked at the other enforcer beside him and quietly took half a step back. Zhao Yi, with bloodshot eyes, was the first to engage in a life-and-death struggle with that enforcer.

Under Zhao Yi’s reckless fighting style, that enforcer lost his composure. Even though his knife had torn several wounds on Zhao Yi’s body, Zhao Yi didn’t care at all, stabbing the other man under the ribs and then desperately twisting the blade, churning the other man’s flesh!

A scream erupted from the enforcer’s throat. In the sharp pain, he released his weapon and fell backward staggeringly. Although Zhao Yi was also injured, he didn’t retreat half a step, lunging forward to continue the fight.

Zhao Yi’s bloodiness terrified that enforcer. He suddenly felt so stupid. It was Zuo Tong who caused the trouble, why did he have to suffer for it?

Having lost his weapon, he retreated repeatedly, starting to dodge Zhao Yi’s attacks blindly. Brother Jing, on the other hand, had no intention of fighting to the death with this lunatic Zhao Yi, retreating repeatedly as the short blade swung by the other man forced him back.

Seeing this, Zhao Yi didn’t tangle with the two anymore, but turned and rushed directly toward Zuo Tong, who was trying to escape.

Zuo Tong, who had been blinded in one eye, was fleeing staggeringly in the snow, but before he could run a few steps, he was tackled to the ground by Zhao Yi, who rushed from behind!

“Brother Jing! Old Zheng!! Save me!!!” He struggled with all his might against Zhao Yi while begging the two for help in terror.

Brother Jing and the other looked at each other, hesitating whether to continue to help. In the thick fog in the distance, a figure in a blood-colored trench coat walked slowly along the tracks.

The moment they saw that person, their hearts jolted violently, and they turned and ran without hesitation!

Facing Zhao Yi, they naturally wouldn’t be too afraid, but Chen Ling was different... Chen Ling was an existence they couldn’t resist at all. Once targeted by him, it was almost certain death. In this situation, they decisively chose to abandon Zuo Tong and flee for their lives!

Chen Ling looked at Zhao Yi, who was covered in blood, and said slowly,

“I’ve kept my promise.”

Chen Ling didn’t stop, but like a red-clad Grim Reaper, continued to walk toward the two figures fleeing into the fog.