Chapter 945: The Recoiling Boning Knife

In the darkness, Spades 8 struggled to open his eyes.

His eyes were bloodshot, with large bruises around his sockets. Trickling blood flowed from the hideous wounds on his body, already forming a pool of blood beneath him... He tried to stand up, but the next moment, waves of intense pain surged from all over his body.

He didn't know how many bones had been broken; let alone standing up, even moving his hands and feet was extremely difficult, and the mental energy in his mind was nearly depleted.

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

He was a Twilight Agency member stationed in the Wuji Domain. Ever since the Wuji Lord awakened, the Wuji Domain had changed. The cutting off of trains, the sacrifice of the Great District, the witch-hunting operations... under a series of impacts, before he could even leave the Wuji Domain, it had become an isolated island cut off from the world.

By the time the King of Silver appeared, his situation was even worse. Twilight Agency contact points within the Wuji Domain were being wiped out one after another. Several Saints of Thieves seemed to be specifically hunting for Twilight Agency members in the city, almost digging three feet into the ground to find them.

Even though Spades 8 was experienced in fleeing, because he couldn't leave the domain, he was captured not long ago while facing the pursuit of several Saints of Thieves...

After that, he suffered endless torture and interrogation.

The dual torture of body and mind brought Spades 8 to the brink of collapse several times. Today, he didn't know what kind of madness had taken these Fire-Tampers; they almost beat him to death before dumping him in this strange place...

This was a narrow, dim room, with dust and a musty smell floating in the air, like a long-abandoned warehouse. Spades 8 didn't know why they had dumped him here, nor did he know how much longer he could live. His only thought now was to at least make these bastards who tortured him pay a price before he died.

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

……

The car stopped slowly in front of the factory.

"We're here."

Chen Ling closed the car door and stared at the familiar yet strange factory before him, his expression complex. "I never thought I'd have the chance to come back..."

"You worked here, so you should be very familiar with this place." Xu Jia walked to his side and spoke unhurriedly, "Think for us, where is that Twilight Agency member most likely hiding?"

Chen Ling fell into deep thought.

"It's unlikely to be in the workshop; people come and go there every day, and there's no place to hide. Rule that out first..."

"Makes sense. What else?"

"The factory has eighteen working hours a day now, and most employees don't spend much time in the dorms. In that case, the dorms might be a good choice... but there are irregular patrols, and besides beds and lockers, there's basically nowhere to hide."

"So it seems that's not it either... anything else?"

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

"Oh? Why?"

"The warehouse isn't inhabited, and inventory is only taken every morning and evening at fixed times... Besides that, the warehouses near the old factory are small and dense. If he's hiding there, it's indeed not easy to find him."

"Fantastic." Xu Jia clapped, "Then let's go take a look. Lead the way."

Xu Jia took two steps forward, only to find that Chen Ling hadn't followed, and looked back in confusion.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I..." Chen Ling lowered his head, looking at the boning knife gripped tightly in his hand, "I... I don't know... I think I'm a bit nervous."

"No need to be nervous. We received word that the Twilight Agency member is already at the end of his rope." Xu Jia patted his shoulder, "We will definitely be able to kill him... Have you forgotten what your brother Xiaoyu looked like lying in his 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 extremely firm. He drew the boning knife directly and walked straight toward the old factory's warehouse area, "I want to avenge Xiaoyu..."

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

Chen Ling and Xu Jia, one after the other, wove through the warehouse complex of the old factory.

Chen Ling arrived at a door first and kicked it with all his might. Under his full force, the door twisted and flew off with a bang, stirring up dust inside the warehouse, but there was no sign of anyone.

Chen Ling's tense spirit relaxed slightly, then quickly tightened again as he walked toward the next warehouse.

At the same time, Xu Jia also pretended to search two warehouses, kicking them open, only to find them naturally empty...

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

"Did you notice? There seem to be traces of activity at the entrance of this warehouse..."

"Yeah." Chen Ling nodded, his gaze sharp and murderous, "I saw it."

He gripped the boning knife tightly and kicked out!!

Bang—!

The moment the warehouse door flew inward, several withered, pale hands burst through the floor of the warehouse and swarmed toward the entrance!

"Watch out!!"

Xu Jia rushed in front of Chen Ling immediately. Flashes of light flickered before him, and the tips of those withered arms seemed to be stolen by something, falling off in a clean line.

Before Xu Jia could recover, a pale, giant shadow rushed out from behind the door, hitting him like a cannonball, smashing him through the warehouse wall and pinning him heavily into the ruins...

As the giant shadow rushed out, Chen Ling finally saw what it was. It was a corpse that looked bloated, covered in bark-like armor and spikes, with a highly destructive appearance!

Xu Jia was pinned to the ground by the corpse. He didn't seem to expect that Spades 8 would still have such combat power. He cursed the other Fire-Tampers for their incompetence while frantically dodging the corpse's attacks...

"This Twilight Agency Spades 8 can control corpses!" Xu Jia shouted at Chen Ling, "He must be at his limit now. Go kill his main body!"

"Okay!!"

Chen Ling rushed into the warehouse without hesitation.

The next moment, a blood-covered figure, looking like a dead dog, was punched through the wall and flew away like a kite with a broken string. Chen Ling, filled with murderous intent, held the boning knife and chased after him, stepping through the void!

Perhaps Chen Ling's attack on the main body had an effect; the corpse on Xu Jia suddenly stalled. Taking this opportunity, Xu Jia stole a giant rock to smash it away and then chased after the two at full speed.

Chen Ling looked at the helplessly falling Spades 8, his eyes filled with hatred and madness!

He grabbed Spades 8 by the neck, slammed him heavily into the ground, and then raised the boning knife with his other hand, stabbing down fiercely!

"You killed Xiaoyu!!"

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

"I only had one brother, Xiaoyu... Do you know how I've survived all these years?!!!"

Chen Ling's roar echoed through the sky.

Puff, puff, puff—

With his back to Xu Jia, Chen Ling raised and stabbed the boning knife again and again. Due to the angle, Xu Jia couldn't see what Spades 8 had been stabbed into, but he could see a pool of blood spreading beneath them...

Seeing this scene, the smile on Xu Jia's face became even brighter.

Slowly, Spades 8 on the ground stopped moving. Blood soaked through Chen Ling's soles and the hem of his robe, yet he still didn't stop, his back to Xu Jia, frantically stabbing the boning knife into Spades 8's body.

"That's enough, Chen Ling." Xu Jia walked behind him and patted his shoulder, "He's already dead..."

A domain was activated instantly.

Puff—!!

The power of judgment pierced through the void, accompanied by the cold-glinting boning knife, slicing across Xu Jia's neck...

A head with wide, astonished eyes traced a trajectory in the air before rolling onto the ground... Crimson blood stained his cheeks. In that inverted field of vision, the bright red opera robe, which had been facing away from him, slowly stood up.

Hideous knife wounds from the boning knife were scattered across Chen Ling's thighs; the blood on the ground had all come from there. Meanwhile, Spades 8, who was lying on the ground, had no wounds on his body at all...

At this moment, Spades 8 was staring at everything in shock, with a look of having seen a ghost.

The bright red opera robe limped step by step to Xu Jia's corpse, grabbed the messy hair on the ground with a blood-stained hand, and slowly lifted the head...

"I told you long ago not to let your guard down. The cruelty and cunning of Twilight Agency members are beyond what you can imagine..."

Chen Ling, his face covered in blood, no longer had his previous naivety and simplicity.

He held the head, slowly pressed it against his own forehead, looked at the hollow-eyed Xu Jia with playful eyes, and a smile curled at the corners of his mouth...

"How was it..."

"Did I act well?"

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