Seventeen's body trembled and her eyes reddened. She turned her head away, "Now you're thinking about your child. Why didn't you think about your child back then?"
"I …" Yang Cheng closed his eyes in pain and spoke after a long while, "My brain was like a pile of paste at that time. I couldn't control it …"
"Hmph," Seventeen sneered, "You couldn't control it? Have you ever thought of controlling it? I really feel sad for my child. With a father like you, he left before he was even born … "
Yang Cheng's body stiffened and he felt his scalp go numb. If someone else was there, they could even see the veins on Yang Cheng's forehead.
"Left … left?"
"Do you think that I survived the explosion and fell into the sea without any injuries?" Seventeen lost control of her emotions and questioned him angrily.
The room fell into a dead silence again.
Memories of the past flashed through Yang Cheng's mind and his eyes reddened …
…
On the blue sea, the waves were turbulent.
A warship that was stolen from the military slowly sailed into the international waters. Under the sunlight, the sharp steel beast was untamed.
On the deck of the warship, there was a large group of men of different skin colors wearing different clothes but all of them had a murderous aura. They were all gathered together.
Their faces were filled with resentment and hatred. There were at least fifty to sixty of them and they all glared at a young man who was sitting lazily on a chair in front of them.
Behind the young man stood a few officers who looked solemn and respectful. It was obvious that they respected this young man.
"Since you took someone else's money to deal with my men, you should have expected this day to come. So, don't look at me with such dissatisfaction. I'll give you a chance to kill me together. I don't need to shoot you with a machine gun either. You should be satisfied. I advise you to do it quickly! "The young man said with a smile.
One of the white men roared in German, "Only a small team from our Brazes Mercenary Group participated in the battle. Why do you want to exterminate all of us?! You won't even let off our relatives in the headquarters?! "
"You are simply a bloodthirsty devil. You are just using your insignificant excuse to satisfy your desire for blood!" Another big man angrily said.
"As a master, don't you feel ashamed when you swing your butcher's knife at children and women!?"
"You will suffer retribution …"
The young man suddenly opened his eyes, and a scarlet cold light surged in his eyes. "I asked you to use your hands, not your mouths!"
In the blink of an eye, the young man had already left his seat. When he reappeared, he had already rushed into the crowd!
The two burly men who were still talking a moment ago suddenly had their heads smashed by a huge force, exploding into two clouds of blood mist!
Then, like a whirlwind of death, the young man's body shuttled back and forth between the fifty to sixty prisoners of war a few times, leaving a ground full of broken limbs.
Blood flowed like a river, and the dark red blood flowed down the deck into the ocean …
After killing everyone, the young man showed a satisfied smile on his face. He took out a white silk handkerchief and wiped his hands. Then, he turned around and walked back to the cabin.
At this moment, a young woman in a blue dress walked onto the deck. She glanced at the pool of blood in front of her and frowned. She said to the young man, "Thirteen, stop killing. Haven't you killed enough?"
Thirteen stopped in his tracks. "My dear Seventeen, it's not that I haven't killed enough, but there are always people who want to die."
Seventeen shook her head in pain. "Three years ago, you told me that you wanted to eliminate ZERO and live a life without killing people. But now that you've eliminated ZERO, why do you always want to kill people? Those people didn't offend you, and their families didn't offend you either! Thirteen, you weren't like this in the past! "
Thirteen smiled nonchalantly. "Seventeen, do you remember when I asked you why you like to wear blue dresses all year round?"
Seventeen was silent.
"You answered me that you felt a sense of accomplishment when you wore clean clothes and saw blood staining your body."
Seventeen turned her head away. "That was in the past. I don't want to kill people now. I just want to live a peaceful life."
"You don't like it, but that doesn't mean I don't like it." Thirteen's eyes flashed with excitement. "Seventeen, every time I kill someone, I feel an incomparably wonderful feeling. The sense of accomplishment of having someone die in my hands can only be experienced by killing more people.
You're the person I trust the most and the woman I like the most. If you object to me killing people, I'll be very angry. So, I won't allow you to object to me anymore! "
With that, Thirteen walked straight into the cabin without looking back.
Seventeen stood at the cabin door and silently cried.
…
Early in the morning, Thirteen drowsily sat up on a huge soft velvet bed.
After a night of alcohol, Thirteen's head felt heavy. He touched his side, but there was no one there.
In his daze, Thirteen felt something hard. He picked it up and saw that it was a letter.
After opening it, there was a piece of paper with a few words written on it. The familiar handwriting made Thirteen's eyes clear …
"Thirteen, I'm leaving.
I can't persuade you. You've become frightening.
It's not that I want to leave you. It's because I'm pregnant with your child.
Our child can't grow up in the midst of bloodshed and slaughter. I want him to grow up ordinary.
If I told you that I have a child, I wouldn't have the chance to leave you. So, forgive me for only telling you after I left.
If one day, you become the original Thirteen, I'll bring the child and return to your side.
Seventeen … "
Thirteen's hands trembled and the piece of paper slipped from his hands …
He suddenly remembered the look in Seventeen's eyes when she left the bar last night. He didn't feel anything last night, but now that he thought about it, her eyes were filled with determination, disgust, pain, and sadness. It was as if her entire soul was suffering in this beautiful body and was trying to escape …
Was she actually saying goodbye to him?
…
On a steep cliff on an island in the Pacific Ocean.
A few heavily injured men and women were forced to the edge of the cliff. Below them were the turbulent waves and cold reefs!
Thirteen's eyes were filled with arrogant anger. The scarlet light was like the flames of hell, causing the arrogant men and women to retreat.
"I don't care if you are Psychics or mercenaries. If you want to take revenge on me, I'll accept it at any time. But you kidnapped my woman, so I'll make you suffer more than death …" Thirteen's voice was like the grinding of gears. Even though the sea breeze was howling, it still entered their ears.
At the bottom of the cliff, a large number of blood-stained corpses showed the brutality of the battle.
However, Thirteen was still standing. The last few people were forced to walk up the cliff.
One of the coquettish women laughed sharply. "Pluto, even if you kill all of us, your woman and the child in her stomach will be buried with us!"
"All of us together aren't your match. But so what? We'll die, but you'll live. It'll be worse than death!"
Thirteen clenched his fists. He couldn't wait to kill these people instantly. However, not knowing Seventeen's exact location made his heart feel like it was being stabbed by a knife.
The coquettish woman took out a pocket-sized walkie-talkie and said in Japanese, "Mission failed. Explode …"
Thirteen suddenly realized what order it was. However, it was too late just as he was about to shout for it to stop!
With a loud "rumble", another cliff in the distance was blasted into rubble by the high explosives!
A black object that looked like an iron cage fell into the sea along with the explosion. It was annihilated in the tides and swallowed by the waves …
"No!!!!!!"
Thirteen's shout couldn't stop the instantaneous explosion a few hundred meters away. He couldn't stop the cage hidden under the cliff from falling into the sea …
The coquettish woman laughed. "We formed an alliance to kill you this time. Although we failed, we'll make you suffer the pain of losing your beloved woman and child for the rest of your life. This is also our success!"
After saying that, before Thirteen could vent his anger on them, the Psychics jumped into the sea at the same time. They collided with the reefs and became blood splatters before being swallowed by the waves …
Thirteen knelt on the cliff in a daze. He looked at the rising and falling tides of the sea. The unforgettable gaze of Seventeen from the night she left appeared in front of his eyes again …
The scarlet in his eyes finally faded …
…
Recollecting his thoughts, Yang Cheng looked at the woman in front of him with a complicated expression.
"It's right that you're unwilling to see me after experiencing those things and losing your child. I'm indeed not worthy of you seeing me." Yang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot. He smiled bitterly. "However, I'm already satisfied that you're still alive."
"Go. Seeing you today is the last time we'll see each other." Seventeen stood up and combed her messy hair expressionlessly.
Yang Cheng stood up shakily. His heart ached as if it was bitten by a snake. He looked at the woman who was less than a foot away from him. "Seventeen, I know that it's useless to say anything. When you fell into the sea, I suddenly understood many things. It's a pity that I didn't understand when you were by my side … "
"Don't say anymore. I don't want to hear it …" Seventeen rejected coldly.
Yang Chen smiled bitterly. "Do you know, in the year I've been back in China, I met a woman who looks very much like you … Her appearance, her personality, the way she speaks, and the most similar thing about her is her gaze. I once thought that she was sent to my side by God to replace me … But I realized that she is she, and you are you. You're Seventeen. No one can replace Seventeen … "
Yang Cheng turned around silently. He gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He strode forward and was about to leave.
"Thirteen!"
Seventeen suddenly called out.
Yang Cheng turned around and looked at her blankly.
Seventeen's eyes were covered with a layer of mist. She suddenly pounced into Yang Cheng's arms and hugged Yang Cheng tightly!
Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment before he understood what was going on. He felt warmth in his heart and hugged the crying woman in his arms.
"Don't go …"
"Seventeen …"
Yang Cheng heard the mournful murmurs and felt a sense of loss. He was about to comfort her when he felt that something was wrong!
How could it be!?
Seventeen, who was in his arms, slowly left Yang Cheng's side and took two steps back. She still had the familiar tear-stained face but she looked at Yang Cheng with a playful gaze.
Yang Cheng lowered his head in a daze. A dagger with golden threads wrapped around it was stabbed into his chest!
A beautiful flower of blood bloomed on Yang Cheng's chest!
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