Chapter 169 Chapter 169: The Death Of Ye Liang
Chapter 169: The Death Of Ye Liang
The darkness and madness in his eyes instantly gave way to panicked terror.
The hand clutching the fruit knife trembled violently. Su Tao stumbled back two steps from Ye Liang, her anxiety and fear etched onto her pale face.
If there was one person Su Tao dreaded and feared seeing, it was Chi Song.
This older brother had always treated her like a younger sister, caring for her since childhood and entrusting Chi Xiaocheng to her time and again.
And what had she done?
She had caused Chi Xiaocheng to close her eyes forever, separated from her loving brother by an insurmountable divide.
The murderous intent directed at Ye Liang abruptly transformed into guilt. Su Tao stood frozen, her grip on the fruit knife loosening until it hung uselessly at her side.
She didn't dare raise her head to meet Chi Song's gaze.
As she sensed him approaching, step by step, she screamed internally in terror.
Don't come any closer…
I didn't mean to…
Please don't scold me, I really didn't mean to…
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…
The footsteps stopped in front of her.
Su Tao kept her head lowered, her dry lips parting slightly. "Chi… Chi Song-ge."
Her voice was so faint that she doubted Chi Song could even hear her.
Instead, Chi Song's voice reached her ears. "What are you looking down for? Lift your head."
His calm tone made her tremble, but she mustered the courage to raise her head.
The man with only one arm met her gaze, then raised his right hand high.
Seeing this, Su Tao closed her eyes in fear.
She tilted her head slightly, but didn't try to dodge, or even move her cheek away.
This slap was what she deserved.
However, the hand didn't strike her face.
Instead, it gently stroked her disheveled hair.
Chi Song's deep, soft voice reached Su Tao's ears. "Don't be afraid, your brother is here. How can a girl do something like this? Go downstairs and wait for me, I'll take care of everything here."
His large hand patted her hair, and Chi Song stepped past her, gently pushing her towards the rooftop door.
Su Tao staggered back a few steps, looking at Chi Song in confusion. "Chi Song-ge, I…"
"We can talk about everything later."
Chi Song turned his back to Su Tao, saying without looking back, "I need to avenge Xiaomei now, and this kind of scene is best avoided by you, Xiaotao."
"I don't want this scene to become a nightmare that haunts you in the future."
How could an older brother allow his younger sister to risk herself?
Let me, as the older brother, do the things that will dirty your hands.
Chi Song glanced at Ye Liang, confirming that he was no longer able to get up. Without waiting for Su Tao to respond, he pulled her to the rooftop stairway.
Su Tao quickly said, "Chi Song-ge, I… I also want to avenge Xiaocheng. I can do it, I…"
Chi Song smiled gently. "Alright, Xiaotao, your hands are shaking. Leave it to your brother. Besides, it's not good for you to see that kind of scene."
Without waiting for Su Tao to argue, Chi Song gently pushed her.
Then, he slammed the rooftop door shut.
And locked it.
No matter how loudly Su Tao pounded on the door, Chi Song's eyes remained unchanged, instead growing more determined and ruthless.
Preventing Su Tao from getting involved in such things was only one aspect.
What if she really killed Ye Liang?
What about the revenge from the Ye family?
He was a homeless thug with no future. Being hunted down and killed was better than Su Tao, who still had a bright future ahead of her, facing the same fate.
Chi Song reached to his waist and pulled out a handgun, walking step by step towards Ye Liang.
He was different from Su Tao; he would never have a shred of pity.
Even Ye Liang understood this.
The moment the black gun was drawn, he lost any chance of begging for mercy.
Leaning against a wall, Ye Liang seemed to truly feel despair and burst out laughing. "Hahahaha, Chi Song, you don't really think you can kill me, do you!"
Chi Song stood five meters away from him, watching him expressionlessly.
Ye Liang's face became contorted. "I originally wanted to beg Su Tao, but now, this is what you forced me to do! I'll abandon my position as the young master of the Ye family, and we'll all die together!"
His words seemed intended to scare Chi Song away, but the one-armed man simply raised his gun with a cold expression, aiming at him.
The fear of death crawled up his spine, and Ye Liang suddenly shouted loudly, "Ye-lao! I… I, Ye Liang, give up the fight to be the heir of the Ye family, save… save me!"
As soon as he said this, an old sigh echoed from a shadowy corner of the rooftop. "Enough, young friend. For this old man's sake, spare this young man's life."
An elderly man emerged from the shadows.
No one knew when he had been there.
And even stranger, the old man's face was clearly that of someone nearing death, his body hunched, but he walked with great steadiness, even carrying a faint breeze.
Chi Song turned his head to look at the old man expressionlessly.
Ye-lao chuckled softly. "Young friend, this is my contract with the Ye family. If this Ye Liang gives up his position as heir, I can save his life. I have no intention of hurting you, you should leave."
Chi Song frowned. "Leave? He killed my younger sister! A life for a life!"
He could faintly sense the danger emanating from the old man, but he would not back down.
He raised the gun even higher, aiming it at the old man.
But Ye-lao didn't show any fear, just smiled faintly. "Have you heard of ancient martial artists?"
He explained slowly.
"Over the years, our Great Zhou Dynasty has passed down through bloodlines and family foundations. Every ancient martial artist possesses extraordinary power, plucking leaves and flying them, walking on water."
"Even an old thing like me, if I wanted to deal with you, young friend, a single pebble would be enough."
Ye-lao looked at Chi Song's handgun and sneered. "Moreover, haven't you heard, young friend? Beyond seven steps, the gun is fast, but within seven steps…"
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
Ye-lao's mouth was still open, mid-sentence, when a bloody hole appeared in his forehead.
His wide eyes were filled with disbelief.
Even as he fell, he stared intently at Chi Song.
As if scolding this young friend for not being a man of honor.
And Ye Liang had already been stunned.
He never imagined that Ye-lao, who had been secretly protecting him and only appeared when his life was in danger, would die so dramatically.
Ye Liang's face twisted, and he couldn't help but curse, "You old bastard, I really want to screw your mother! What the hell are you pretending to be!"
Ancient martial artists were indeed stronger than ordinary people; in terms of fists and feet alone, with sufficient energy, it wasn't impossible to take on a hundred.
But even after reaching the peak of cultivation, they could only barely dodge bullets.
This was the reason why Ye Liang burst into curses.
What era was this? Even gangsters used guns in their fights, and you were still here throwing rocks?
What could your broken rocks possibly hit?
Wrinkles?
Ye-lao was his greatest reliance, and now that Ye-lao was dead, Ye Liang knew that he had to face Chi Song directly.
Money? Power? Fame? Women?
This Chi Song was just a thug; maybe these things could make him let him go.
That's right, I, Ye Liang, am the chosen one, there must still be a chance!
Ye Liang smiled, turned to look at Chi Song, extended a hand, and was about to speak. "Chi…"
"Bang!"
Another gunshot echoed on the silent, dim rooftop.
The once-chosen one no longer had anyone to protect him.
His forehead also had a bloody hole, his eyes were wide, and his entire body froze there.
He didn't even finish his sentence.
Ye Liang was dead.
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Ps: Got taken into a small dark room, I'm seeing if I can fight in the resurrection match, I'll try to revise the text to resurrect, everyone be patient, don't keep the book for now, and don't abandon me QAQ
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