nycdaug Chapter 336: Brotherly Love Cannot Be Tempted by Profits
Chapter 336: Brotherly Love Cannot Be Tempted by Profits
A cold arc appeared at the corner of Baili Jing'er's mouth, as if he was admiring the prey's final struggle.
He said slowly, "Do you really think a mere reserve team would sacrifice their lives for your 'brotherhood'?"
"Don't be naive. Money talks these days. I can just throw out some sweet treats and they'll shut up. Who can resist money?"
He paused, as if remembering something, and added: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you,"
"Your application to join the Night's Watch Reserve, which you've always dreamed of, has long been withheld by your 'great' father."
"So, you are not even a reserve member. You are not even qualified to be on friendly terms with them."
He spread out his hands, looking like he was asking for a beating, as if to say, "See, this is the truth."
When Fatty Baili heard this, his body trembled slightly, but then he laughed weakly, and the laughter was full of ridicule and disdain.
"Haha, Baili Jing'er, your plan is nothing special."
He was breathing hard, but there was a strange light in his eyes.
"Do you think that money can solve everything?"
"You underestimate them! As long as Lin Qiye and Wu Hen are still alive and remember me, your conspiracy will never succeed!"
Although his voice was weak, it carried an inexplicable firmness, as if he was proclaiming some unshakable truth.
"They won't give up on me, I'm sure of it!"
After Baili Pang'er finished speaking, his chest heaved violently, as if he was suppressing some emotion.
Baili Jing'er curled his lips in disdain, "Haha, what a ridiculous brotherhood."
He sneered, his eyes turned sinister.
"As long as the benefits are great enough, human nature is the most vulnerable thing."
"I want to see what choice they will make when the time comes."
He suddenly leaned closer to Baili Pang'er and whispered, "You know, actually, I..."
Baili Jinger listened to Baili Panger's "naive" speech.
As if he had heard some huge joke, the corners of his mouth widened into a grin, like a hyena baring its teeth.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a touching brotherly love! Do you think this is some melodramatic idol drama?"
"Still convinced? Naive! Let me tell you, as long as the benefits are sufficient, not to mention brothers, even your own father can be sold out!"
"Humanity is bullshit in my eyes!"
His tone was full of disdain and amusement, as if he was watching a fool performing.
"Just wait and see, I will turn your 'brotherhood' into the most ridiculous laughing stock!"
When Fatty Baili heard this, a mocking smile appeared on his frail face.
"Haha, Baili Jing'er, you are so pathetic!"
His voice was hoarse, but it was filled with a moving firmness.
"People like you will never understand what true brotherhood is!"
"The friendship between us cannot be measured by money!"
"A guy like you who only knows how to play tricks and schemes will never understand!"
"Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, they are not calculating fools like you!"
"You, who are you calling an idiot!?"
Baili Jing'er was completely enraged by Baili Pang'er's words. The playful smile on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a hideous and distorted look.
He suddenly grabbed Baili Pang'er's collar and roared ferociously: "You useless piece of shit! Who do you think you are?!"
"You're just a scapegoat, a piece of trash abandoned by your family! They'll save you? They'll just avoid you like the plague!"
He roared and drew a jade dagger from his waist that shone with cold light.
The blade cast cold reflections in the dim room.
"I'm going to show you what reality is!"
There was a slight "click" sound, which was the sound of a dagger being drawn out of its sheath, sharp and cold, like the whisper of death.
Baili Jing'er raised his dagger, his eyes filled with madness and brutality.
He stared at Fatty Baili'er's face, grinned, and said, "I'll use your face as a token of remembrance for the time you wasted on me!"
"Shh!"
The sword flashed, and before Fatty Baili could react, he felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been severely burned by a red-hot iron.
Fatty Baili sucked in a breath of cold air. In an instant, he felt as if the flesh on his face was torn apart. The severe pain made his eyes go black.
But he clenched his teeth and didn't make any sound, only his chest heaving violently.
A pair of eyes stared at Baili Jing'er, like a wounded beast.
Baili Jing'er looked at Baili Pang'er's bloody face, marveling at it like a work of art.
"Oh, you're quite patient, you're worthy of being the 'elite' of the Baili family."
The dagger in his hand was raised again, drawing a cold arc in the air.
"However, I like to see you crying and screaming, so next, I will peel off your face little by little..."
"boom!"
With a loud bang, the door was kicked open from the outside, and wood chips flew everywhere, which was particularly harsh in the dim room.
Baili Pang'er raised his head with great effort, and what came into his sight was a familiar figure - his father, Baili Xin'er.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Baili Pang'er's eyes, and he opened his mouth.
I wanted to call for help, but my throat was so dry that I couldn't make any sound.
Baili Xin'er walked in without looking away, his eyes were cold and indifferent.
It was as if the person in front of him was not his son, but a worthless piece of trash.
He didn't even glance at Baili Pang'er who was covered in blood, and turned his gaze directly to Baili Jing'er.
His tone was cold and emotionless: "What's going on? Didn't I tell you to get rid of him as soon as possible? Why are you still dawdling here?"
When Baili Pang'er heard Baili Xin'er's words, the fire of hope that had been burning in his heart was instantly extinguished. He felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss and felt cold all over.
His eyes dimmed, and his teeth, which had been clenched due to the severe pain, loosened, and a trace of despair spread from the bottom of his eyes.
It was as if he had been sentenced to death, and the person who carried out the execution was his father, whom he regarded as a relative.
When Baili Jing'er heard Baili Xin'er's question, he immediately put away his dagger and put on a flattering smile.
"Father, I'll take care of it right away, but..."
He paused, and looked at Baili Xin'er cautiously.
"It's just that this kid is so stubborn. No matter what I say, he won't give up his ridiculous 'brotherhood'. Son, I'm planning to teach him a lesson."
Baili Xin'er frowned slightly and snorted coldly.
"Stop talking nonsense and clean it up for me. Don't dirty my place."
He walked around the pool of blood on the ground, went to the table in the room, picked up the mobile phone on the table, unlocked the screen with his fingers skillfully, and looked at something.
Baili Pang'er looked at Baili Xin'er's back and felt sad.
He was breathing heavily, as if he would die in the next second, and a chill of despair surged from the soles of his feet to his head.
He felt like an abandoned doll, the fatherly love he once longed for was gone.
But now it was like a sharp knife, stabbing him hard.
Baili Xin'er was playing with her phone, then she seemed to remember something and said without turning her head,
"By the way, clean up the scene and don't leave any traces."
After saying that, he put the phone back on the table, stepped over the pool of blood on the ground, and walked out of the room without looking back.
Baili Jing'er responded respectfully, "Yes, father."
Baili Jing'er put on a false smile and replied respectfully, "Yes, father."
After watching Baili Xin'er leave, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by undisguised disgust and cruelty.
He looked down at the dying Baili Pang'er as if he was looking at a dying ant.
The door of the room slowly closed with a slight "creaking" sound, as if the gate of hell was slowly closing.
Baili Pang'er looked at the tightly closed door with empty eyes, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was shattered.
Despair, grief, fear, anger...
All kinds of negative emotions surged into his heart like a tide, completely drowning him.
He felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, almost suffocating him.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Only a wheezing sound came from his throat, like a dying beast.
Baili Jing'er looked down at Baili Pang'er, his tone icy and without a trace of warmth: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful! It must be hard to be abandoned by the person you love the most, right?"
"But don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being too much of a bother."
He squatted down and lifted up Fatty Baili'er's chin with his blood-stained jade dagger.
His tone was full of teasing, "Don't worry, I will make your death a quick one."
"We can't waste any more time." Baili Jing'er said to himself.
He stood up, his eyes becoming cold and resolute.
He raised the jade dagger in his hand, aimed it at Baili Pang'er's heart, and stabbed it hard!
"Pfft!"
The sound of the sharp blade piercing into flesh was clearly audible. Baili Jing'er didn't hesitate at all and twisted the hilt of the sword hard!
Baili Pang'er's body trembled violently, and then he completely collapsed and didn't move.
He stared with his eyes wide open.
Baili Jing'er drew out his dagger, and blood gushed out, splashing all over him.
He shook off the blood on the sword in disgust, then put the dagger back into his waist.
After he confirmed that Baili Pang'er was completely dead, he left the room without looking back, as if there was only a pile of worthless garbage behind him.
There was dead silence in the room.
Only the gradually cold body of Baili Pang'er lay in a pool of blood, which was shocking.
The pool of blood beneath him continued to expand, eventually staining the amulet he was tightly clutching in his hand red...
"Tick, tick..."
Blood dripped onto the floor, making a creepy sound.