Chapter 95: Zhang Yi's Past 5
“The people from the Blood Prison have arrived, and their attitude is very strange.
Just like when I was ten years old and saw Lupinos’s attitude towards Cheng Yi.
Disgust, contempt, and fear.
Cheng Yi looked at them without any emotion, as if he was looking at a group of corpses.
Then he smiled at me and said to me: Come on, I'll take you out to play."
"His tone was so relaxed, so relaxed that I actually thought he was doing okay here.
But how is that possible? That's a blood prison.
A killing ground outside the rules of the world, where all the people are ghosts crossing the Forgotten River.
Those on the shore jumped in, and those in the water couldn't get out."
“After walking out of his small, shabby cell, Cheng Yi was taken away by the people from the Blood Prison.
I was taken to the VIP seats by the people from the Blood Prison.
It was quite ironic actually, my brother was being treated like an animal and a plaything on the field, while I was watching him in the VIP seats.
At that moment, I didn't know what the difference was between me and those onlookers and those prison bosses."
Sui Tang sighed deeply when he said this, tapped his slender fingers on the wine glass, and glanced at Lu Qian who was frowning, lowering his head and covering his chest.
The wine glasses clinked.
That was the sound of Lu Qian's heartbreaking.
“I know he’s very strong; when he was eleven he was able to kill three wolves by himself.
However, when I saw a group of five or six death row prisoners with guns and knives in their hands, surrounding him with a fierce look in their eyes, my heart almost jumped out of my throat.
The waiter in the Blood Prison told me that when this boy came here two years ago, he defeated the most valuable death row prisoner in the Blood Prison at that time.
He said that he had watched the fight as well, and that the boy was not fighting like a human being at all.
He is a beast, a naked beast.
He has claws and fangs, and he knows the attacks of all wild beasts by heart.
Moreover, he fought without regard for his life. His body was covered in blood, the flesh on his waist was cut outside by the blade, and the boy's thin body seemed to be about to break in the next second.
But he never fell.
Like a wolf fighting for territory, it's either win or die.
Later he became a rising star in the Blood Prison, a hot shot, and the reward he earned could buy half of Italy.
Everyone, everyone, wanted to kill him.
So in his arena, there are no rules.
There is no limit on the number of people or weapons.
If we can kill him, we can take everything."
“When I heard this, I felt a chill in my heart.
I was in the audience, eagerly shouting his name, but my voice was drowned out by the excited shouts of others.
But he still heard it, and I saw him turn his head and make a gesture to me to keep quiet.
Tell me with your mouth: Don’t worry.”
Sui Tang tilted his head back and took a deep breath.
“That day, I saw a fighter who was more mature than he was at 11 years old.
The hurricane-like speed still frightens me.
He shuttled back and forth in the ring, aiming for an absolute kill every time he attacked.
To my astonishment, those strong and desperate death row prisoners fell down one after another.
Some had their eyes gouged out, their necks twisted, their spleens shattered by a punch...
In the last pool of blood filled with corpses, only the young man was left.
“But just when I thought it was all over.
Another group of dead disciples walked onto the ring.
They didn't give Cheng Yi a chance to breathe, they all wanted him dead."
“One batch… another batch.”
"Until the smell of blood could be clearly smelled even in the audience.
They finally stopped.
Cheng Yi still stood on the stage indifferently, as if the deaths of these people had nothing to do with him.
“Then I saw that scene again.
He stood at the edge of the ring and closed the eyes of the corpse closest to him.
Make fists with your hands and pray for them.
At that moment, I suddenly understood how he behaved towards the three wolves when he was eleven years old.
He was praying for the salvation of these souls who had the same fate as him.
He personally sent these 'friends' of his down a different path from his own."
“He walked down from the ring, wiped the blood off his body, looked up at me and smiled: I’m sorry, the clothes you gave me are dirty.
I was stunned, my heart twitched a little, I didn't know if it was heartache or guilt.
At that moment, I, who had been hiding under the protection of my family, finally understood that there were people who could be so miserable just by living.
“Later, I used the Sui family’s influence to often go in and give him things like clothes, food, and daily necessities.
His life became less difficult.
I lied to my dad and said I found a good business in Italy that was quite profitable, so I came here every few days and often went to chat with Cheng Yi.
I asked him: Why don’t you leave?
I thought he would say that he couldn't leave because Lupinos's people were there, or that he was worried about Qu Le's safety.
He lay on the bed, slightly opening his unfathomable golden-brown eyes, his brows relaxed, and stared at me with a mysterious look:
'I'm not strong enough.'
'The day I'm strong enough, I'm not only going to go out, I'm going to come back and give them...'
He measured it lightly on his neck.
'Leave no one behind.'"
Sui Tang looked at Lu Qian, "I don't know if you've ever heard the saying, 'When a wolf turns back, it seeks revenge.'"
Lu Qian wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, pursed her lips and nodded.
Her big eyes were bright with tears, and her trembling breathing made her crying face look even more pitiful.
Sui Tang saw Lu Qian's expression, his eyebrows slightly closed, a complicated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the movement of his head shaking seemed to be nodding, but also seemed to be shaking his head.
He picked up the wine glass, sighed deeply, and drank it all in one gulp.
"Cheng Yi really did it, he never lost in the Blood Prison.
I went to see his last duel.
The moment he stepped on his opponent's head.
The whole crowd was cheering and shouting "Ciro" in Italian, saying he was their king.
He told me that from now on he would be called Ciro.
He will be the one and only king.
The name Eden was never him."
"Later, I got Cheng Yi a batch of the latest weapons and sent him to Croatia.
He founded the Wolf Hunting Group there.
I have to admit that Cheng Yi has a kind of power that makes people admire him.
He conquered many people in southern Europe, many of whom fought for him to the death.
Wolf Hunter also became the top mercenary who never lost.
They all saw how powerful Cheng Yi was, but only I knew that behind his power lay countless corpses.
And all of these corpses belonged to him.
He killed himself over and over again in exchange for the current Cheng Yi."
Sui Tang looked at Lu Qian, his eyes filled with indescribable vicissitudes.
Lu Qian, on the other hand, had already burst into tears.
She bit her lips hard, her throat began to sob, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her pearly eyes.
She cried silently, but her surging emotions were deafening.
Sui Tang lit a cigarette for himself and continued.
"He was almost seventeen when he came out, and he spent a total of three years in the Blood Prison.
Three years, in terms of time alone, doesn’t sound like a long time, right?”
Sui Tang blew out smoke rings from his mouth, and the smoke rings diffused in the air, like an angel's halo shattered in the night sky.
"But for Cheng Yi, time is measured by the pulse of pain, and he spends his days chewing on the remnants of the past.
Three years, those days and nights of living in blood and killing, I can’t imagine how he survived.
I only remember the day he became the commander of Tavia and returned to that place alone.
When I went to look for him the next day, he was sitting in the middle of the empty ring..."
Sui Tang pondered for a moment.
"...Perhaps it shouldn't be said that there were no people, but that there were corpses everywhere."
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