Boss Yi, the Saint, is also trapped in the cage of this prison.
Although they had occupied different areas and had grievances against each other in the past, a feeling of sadness came over them when they learned that Satan was going to execute them.
Today's Satan may be tomorrow's them.
In the cell, Satan's figure looked somewhat lonely in the dim light, but his back was still straight, and his eyes showed an unyielding light.
Facing the impending retaliation, he showed no fear and said firmly: "I have the final say in my life. There are no cowards in the Gambino family."
The voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the silent space, as if declaring war on this unfair fate.
Boss Yi and the others were filled with admiration, and all previous conflicts and grudges vanished at this moment.
After exchanging a glance with the other bosses, Boss Yi trembled slightly as he pulled out a razor blade from his pocket, passed it to the crack in the door, and said softly, "Use this. You can suffer less."
The Saints and others nodded silently, with a hint of reluctance and determination in their eyes.
Satan looked at everyone with gratitude, his eyes filled with complex emotions, including gratitude to everyone and resistance to fate.
They knew very well that without this blade, Danny's cruel methods would cause Satan to suffer.
In this prison, Danny's evil deeds are known to everyone. He enjoys torturing prisoners, and his methods are so cruel that they are appalling.
Satan has always been a man of integrity in their hearts, and his experience has made everyone feel a common hatred for the enemy.
In the past, they fought each other for territory and resources, and were on edge when they met.
But at this moment, Satan became the bond that united them.
It was Satan's daily behavior and prestige that brought these people with different personalities and thoughts together temporarily.
The prison walls are mottled, as if telling countless tragic stories.
And Satan, the man who once called the shots in the underworld, is now trapped in this cage.
He knew that his fate had come to an end. What awaited him was either being tortured to death by Danny, or committing suicide to preserve the last bit of dignity.
Satan slowly raised his hand, tightly gripping a small razor blade.
His fingers trembled slightly, but his eyes revealed a determination.
He recalled his past glory, all the power, wealth and honor, now like a thing of the past.
He knew that once he embarked on this path, he was destined to have such an ending.
The bigwigs on the red list, led by Idan Ren and the Saints, stood quietly not far away, watching Satan complete the last journey of his life.
There was no mercy in their eyes, only a complex emotion.
They were once rivals, battling in the underworld for years, but now they had a little respect for Satan.
Satan took a deep breath and gently placed the blade on his wrist.
His movements were slow, as if he were performing a solemn ceremony.
The moment the blade cut through his skin, blood slowly flowed out, staining his palm red.
He did not show the slightest expression of pain, but instead showed a smile of relief.
As the blood continued to flow, Satan's consciousness gradually became blurred.
He seemed to see the path he had walked before, those days full of blood and violence.
Did he regret it? Maybe, but now it was too late.
Idan Ren looked at Satan silently, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.
He knew that Satan's choice was helpless, but also brave.
In this cruel world, people like them are fighting for their own interests, but often forget the true meaning of life.
Satan's body slowly fell to the ground, his eyes gradually closed, and he left this world forever.
The prison was silent except for the sound of dripping blood, as if playing his final elegy.
Idan Ren turned and left, he knew that the world had lost another legend.
But he also understands that the struggle in the underworld will never stop, new characters will continue to emerge, and their fate, like Satan's, will be full of unknowns and tragedies.
"What?"
"Satan is dead?"
"My idol is gone just like that?"
Satan's death caused a commotion in the entire prison.
In that clean and quiet ward, Danny was lying on the bed, looking forward to recovery and taking control of his future.
However, when the news of Satan's suicide came, his world collapsed in an instant, and anger overwhelmed him like a surging tide.
Danny's eyes widened, burning with anger.
His face flushed crimson, veins popped out on his forehead, and he looked like a volcano about to erupt.
"You all deserve to die!" His roar was like thunder, echoing in the infirmary and shaking the windows slightly.
He never imagined that Satan would choose to commit suicide, and that someone would dare to act presumptuously, especially that Idan Ren, the saint.
The figure of Ito Jin kept appearing in his mind. The man who had always been against him now dared to direct Satan's suicide under his nose.
Danny clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain at all because the anger in his heart had covered up all the pain.
He struggled to get up, but his weak body restrained him.
Anger made him lose his mind, and he desperately wanted to settle the score with Itami Jin and others.
However, his physical condition did not allow him to do so. The doctor's advice echoed in his ears, and he had to rest for another two weeks.
But at this moment, he was no longer able to listen to these.
Danny became more and more agitated, his breathing becoming rapid and disordered.
Suddenly, he felt a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the white sheets red.
That was the blood that flowed from the bite of his back molars. His anger had made him lose control of himself.
"Idan Ren, Saint, and that braised egg Wu'an Jun, your good days are numbered, so just wait for me."
This was Danny's unwilling roar before being pushed into the ICU ward.
His voice was weak, but full of menace and determination.
In the ICU ward, Danny lay quietly, with various tubes inserted into his body.
His eyes were still filled with anger, and the hatred in his heart burned like a flame.
He secretly swore in his heart that once he recovered, he would make Yi Danren, the Saint and the Braised Egg Wuanjun pay a heavy price.
Time passed in silence, but Danny's anger did not diminish in the slightest.
He kept plotting revenge in his mind, and every detail was full of blood and violence.
He knew that the war had just begun, and he would be the final winner.
However, he did not realize that his anger and hatred had driven him to the brink of madness.
On this bloody road, will he be able to truly realize his revenge plan, or will he be consumed by his own anger?
Everything is still unknown!
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