59: Chapter 59: Eighteen Levels of Hell

Chapter 59: Eighteen Levels of Hell

It was a sunny day, but no matter how high the sun shone, it could not penetrate the darkness of the Gangsters itself. In a dark prison, there was a person carrying the only beam of light that shone into the prison and hanging on the iron chain. 1

The corner of the man's mouth also cracked. His hair blocked the injury on his face. There was nothing good in his body. Only when he got closer did he know that the man's wrist and ankle were tightly hooked by an iron hook. It was possible that his breath was broken at some point today.

If there was no hell in this world, there might not be a god anymore. A fly came from somewhere and stopped at the corpse for a while. Suddenly, the door opened, and the fly flew out from the open door. Unfortunately, it met Zhimo, and a slap landed on the metal wall.

Wei Jin walked in front of the Zhimo and heard a sound. He turned his head slightly to look. Zhimo let go, the dead body of the fly landed on the ground, making a collision sound. Wei Jin turned around and said as he walked:" I didn' t expect that so many people are interested in us. Such a low-quality bug is actually still used by others. Zhimo, you did very well!"

Zhimo felt extremely uneasy about Wei Jin's coldness and warmth. Moreover, from the moment they entered the cage, she had already known her fate. At that time, she had let go of Northern evil and showed mercy to Northern evil. She had actually brought such a calamity to her. As for why she had helped Northern evil at that time, she did not understand Zhimo but felt that she was very similar to an old friend of hers.

Everyone had feelings for each other, whether it was a farmer who was immersed in hard work or a superior master.

"Do you know why I brought you here?" Wei Jin's voice pulled Zhimo back to reality.

Zhimo looked at the woman who was suspended in mid-air. Her face was ashen, but her eyes were still open. She firmly held onto a corner of the ground and Zhimo repeatedly took a few steps back until she felt Wei Jin's palm gently push forward at her waist. Only then did she stop her steps back. She stood there in a daze, listening to Wei Jin continue to tell a shocking story.

"She's broken Gangsters rules, so I' m going to punish her. But I'm thinking that there's a virtue in living in heaven, so I'll give her a chance to atone for her sins. As long as she can live in the 18th level of hell, she can be reborn!"

When Zhimo heard this, his mind went blank. His body trembled as he silently chanted those few words.

The eighteenth level of hell was also the most cruel of the eighteen torture Gangsters. Gangsters had already been established for over a hundred years. Every year, many people would be forced to pass the eighteen trials. Because Wei Jin believed that as long as he could pass the eighteen trials, that person would be the proud son of the heavens and would be able to atone for all his crimes. However, from ancient times until now, no one had ever lived!

"Leader!" Zhimo immediately knelt in front of Wei Jin, her trembling body making her speak intermittently:" Jasmine... Zhimo I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me!"

"Forgive me?" Wei Jin used an incredulous gaze to look at the Zhimo kneeling on the ground:" What crime do you forgive? "What's your crime?"

Zhimo palms were sweating. It had been a cold winter, but now it had become a little hot and dry. The shirt on Zhimo waistcoat was so wet that it could not be separated from the meat!

"I shouldn't have let Northern evil go!" Zhimo followed Wei Jin's intentions as much as possible. That way, he might not die too miserably.

However, things didn't work out as expected. Perhaps everything in this world had already been determined! Regardless of whether you wanted to change the outcome or wait for death, in the end, it was only a circle around fate. In the end, you would still return to the original point. All the grievances between right and wrong were just a dream. After waking up, you might not know where you would go.

It seemed like a long time had passed before Zhimo voice came out of his mouth." I... "Boss!"

Zhimo didn't say anything after speaking for a long time. Wei Jin was a little angry. He grabbed Zhimo by the collar and widened his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said," I treat you very well. Why do you all betray me?" "Why!"

"That's not true, Boss!" Zhimo tried his best to defend himself, but it was already too late. Wei Jin let go of Zhimo collar and threw the Zhimo onto the ground. In an instant, Zhimo felt that the floor was cold.

"Boss," Zhimo said in a desperate tone," I Zhimo always been born to death for you and have never made any mistakes. Can't you forgive me this time?"

Zhimo words echoed endlessly in the dark cage. Everyone felt the same way about Zhimo words. Wei Jin seemed to be a talented person, but in reality, he was a demon of the Ninth Hell. Once you made a single mistake, all of your previous contributions would be destroyed.

As expected, when Wei Jin heard Zhimo words, he opened his mouth and burst into laughter. While laughing, he said:" It's simply a joke. If the merits and demerits can be balanced, then you killed me and nothing happened?"

Zhimo couldn't say a word, but at this moment, the heart that killed Wei Jin was very strong. Wei Jin walked to the dead woman's side and helped her tie up her hair. Looking at the woman's miserable face, he said happily," She is the woman I love most in this world, but he betrayed me because of another man. That's why I want her to stay by my side forever. I asked many people how to keep a person by my side forever, but no one gave me a satisfactory answer. So I thought to myself, in the end, I finally realized that only dead people can stay by my side forever. Dead people won't betray me, nor will they go against me. "It will only obediently stay by my side. When I need it, it will immediately appear by my side. Which do you think I like better than living people?"

In an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed. It was raining cats and dogs outside the window. A chill came down the ground. Zhimo felt despair and did not want to struggle too much. She turned around and looked at the iron hook. It was hard to imagine that in the near future, like her, she would quietly stay in this dark prison, feeling the cold of winter and the scorching heat of summer alone.

Wei Jin seemed to have seen through Zhimo thoughts and softly consoled her in her ear:" Don' t be afraid, at least you will be accompanied by her. You won' t feel lonely. And she has been here alone for a long, long time, so long that people have forgotten the time and the existence of life."

"You will regret it!" Zhimo said weakly.

"I hope so." Wei Jin looked at the sky outside the gap:" I, this person, have never done anything that I regret. I really wish for a feeling of regret, so I' ll ask you to help me achieve it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a few black-clothed people appeared behind Zhimo. They forcefully pulled her up from the ground. Wei Jin pressed the switch of the secret room, and a hot flame rushed towards him. After the flame was extinguished, a hot railway appeared on the ground. Wei Jin smiled and said in a welcoming gesture:" Please!" Zhimo "This is the first test of the eighteenth level of hell!"

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