Chapter 424: I Command You To Live (1/2)

The Dog Trainer smiled, ”In fact, I knew you wouldn't kill him, especially since he’s such an important witness. A person's character is like a cage that binds the heart. You may have made a difference, but you’re bound by this meaningless sense of justice.”

I gritted my teeth, picked up the semi-automatic pistol from the ground, and shot at the Dog Trainer, but there were no bullets.

”Look, you’ve finally taken an amazing step forward!” the Dog Trainer laughed.

I threw the gun aside, shivering with rage. ”Come at me then. Don't threaten me with my friends!”

”You have no collateral to use against me. Your weakness is your self-confidence. Do you know the real purpose of these three tests?” he arched his eyebrows. “The purpose was to make you think that I won't hurt you. You didn't even bring anyone with you today and confidently came to the meeting alone. My purpose has been achieved.”

In that instant, I broke out in a cold sweat at the accuracy of his judgment of me. ”What do you want?” I asked.

”I want to turn you into my slave!” The Dog Trainer's eyes flashed sinisterly, ”In fact, I didn't want to use coercion because you’re valuable for two things–one is your ability and the other is your identity! If you disappear for no reason, everyone will know that you’ve become my dog, then your identity will be meaningless. But you forced me to do this. You didn't follow my rules, so you have to be punished.”

As he walked towards me, I took a deep breath, ready to launch the Eyes of Yama.

The Dog Trainer continued, ”I don't care whether a policeman lives or dies. In fact, what I want the most is you, Song Yang! The case is just a means of distracting you. If you have something to do, you won't be too wary of me. You now regard me as the enemy. But once you are baptized by me, you will have a new self. When the time comes, you will thank me, you will fall in love with me, and you will die for the organization! The stronger the man is, the more loyal he is after surrendering. I can't wait to hear you call me master...”

His eyes lit up with a strange glow, a morbid smile rising to his lips like a devil from the depths of hell.

Even in the face of the most dangerous criminals or the paranormal that couldn’t be explained by common sense, I had never been so frightened as I was at this moment. I knew that once I fell into his hands, it was the end of the road for me. I would become his accomplice, even killing my former friends for him!

I closed my eyes and opened them again. Profound fear seemed to intensify the power of the Eyes of Yama. The Dog Trainer covered his eyes with a scream and fell to the ground, firing several shots at random.

”Don't you dare hurt the master!” A big fellow pounded me with the stick in his hands.

Though I didn't expect an ambush to be waiting for me, I managed to activate the Eyes of Yama once more at the critical point. With an ear-piercing scream, the big fellow fell over the railing, and a few seconds later the dull thud of a body hitting the floor came from below.

After using the Eyes of Yama twice in a row, I was close to fainting. I knew using it again meant zero chance of escape. Body swaying left to right, I staggered as I slowly stood up. Suddenly, a large net enveloped me.

The man holding the fishing net pulled so hard that I stumbled to the ground. He dragged it all the way to the middle of the floor and began kicking.

Suddenly, a white light flashed and a bloody mark appeared on the man's neck, slowly expanding. He subconsciously covered the wound with his hand but the blood gushed out like open floodgates. Finally, he fell to his knees.

It was none other than Song Xingchen who killed the man. Song Xingchen stood beside him, the Tang Sword in his hand slicing away at the fishing net which allowed me to break free.

The sound of a gunshot reverberated through the air, and Song Xingchen crouched down at once, throwing his Tang Sword out.

I turned around to see a man aiming a gun in our direction, with the Tang Sword embedded in his face as he slowly keeled over.

Because of the abrupt movements, Song Xingchen had torn open his wound. He covered his stomach, blood staining his hands red. ”Go!” he urged.