However, I didn’t have the time to feel that pain. I quickly got up and dashed towards the mad dog that was about to grab Helen’s clothes. I lifted my leg and ruthlessly kicked its head.

He staggered a few steps back, and then I put my foot next to Helen’s hand and let her help me twist the pale gray button on my heel. Helen did as she was told, and a sharp knife popped out of the tip of my shoe.

With a weapon in hand, my heart felt a bit more confident. However, Helen said to me, "Ye Si Ze, can you kill me? I beg of you, please kill me! "Don’t waste any more energy on me."

"Helen, listen. As long as I have any strength left, as long as I can do it, I won’t let anything hurt you." I knew that my expression must have been very scary. Like that mad dog, my eyes had turned red, but it was due to my heartache and hatred.

When the dog pounced towards me again, I quickly lifted my leg and jumped. A beautiful roundhouse kick landed on its face. The sharp knife ruthlessly slashed at its dog head, creating a deep bloody wound.

Under the stimulation of the intense pain, the medicine on its body seemed to have woken up. At this moment, its face was covered in blood from my kick and it fell to the ground. However, it was not so easily solved by me. As if he could see the knife in my shoe, he stood up and lunged at me at an incredible speed. I didn’t expect it to have such explosive strength after receiving such a heavy injury. I wanted to dodge, but I remembered that Helen behind me still needed my protection, so I could only forcibly block its attack. When its bloody mouth suddenly bit onto my shoulder, I could only hear the sound of my shoulder bones shattering; I didn’t even have time to react to the pain.

In the end, he threw me to the ground, lying beside Helen. That mad dog’s mouth was still desperately biting my shoulder, not letting go, as if it wanted to take my shoulder off.

Helen saw me in this state, and there was no expression on her face other than tears.

Just when the teeth of the dog were deeply embedded into my shoulder blade, I clenched my teeth and used all my strength to lift my leg to stomp on the dog’s belly which was lying on me. In an instant, a huge hole appeared on its pitch-black belly.

It finally didn’t have any strength left. It fiercely lowered its head and fell onto my body. However, there was still a painful cry coming from its throat. It was extremely small.

I kicked it away in disgust, then stood up and stepped on its neck. I exerted so much strength that I could only hear the sound of bones cracking. There wasn’t even the sound of my crying anymore.

Seeing that the dog had finally been overpowered by me, I felt that I had seen the hope of Helen’s birth. I told myself that I had to save Helen, or else I would die with her, maybe she could go to heaven, but I was sure that I would have to go to hell.

However, as I was sitting in the midst of the dog’s euphoria and feeling of being killed, I heard a gunshot behind me, and when I turned around, all I saw was a huge hole in Helen’s temple, and her eyes were firmly shut.

The gun was still in her hand, but it had my name engraved on it.

It turned out that Helen had taken advantage of the moment when I was lying next to her, pressed down by the dog, to see the pistol I had pinned to my waist, and then she had ended her short and painful life by killing herself.

I looked at Helen, who had closed her eyes, and tried to hold her tight, but I couldn’t lift my hand, and my heart ached. If I could, I would have raised my pistol and shot myself in the head, then met Helen in the afterworld and cleared all the way to heaven for her.

She was so pure and kind, but because of me, because of me, she could only die in this way.

In my heart, besides guilt and pain, there was only hatred.

I told myself, I can’t die yet. I must live well before I kill that demon. I must avenge Helen and my mother.

They are all kind people. Because of me, they ended their lives. I must get back my life from that demon.

Helen’s hair was all dyed red by the blood that flowed from her temples, and the bright red almost blinded my eyes.

However, there was a look of relief on her face, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

I know, dying now is a huge relief to her. After she dies, she doesn’t need to care about anything, she doesn’t need to look, she doesn’t need to think, and she doesn’t need to face anything.

It’s just that I can’t bear to part with her. I can’t let her go because I love her so much. However, I’ve already lost her.

Seeing Helen dead, the door of the room opened, and the devil stood before me, looking at me with an expression of utter satisfaction. "Now, I can give you everything I have. Remember, kinship, love, friendship, you must not dream about anything else in your life. Only by staying far away from these things can you become the strongest person, the person that everyone fears. "

If I could, I would have shot him in the heart ten thousand times now. I would have crushed his heart, which was darker than ink, and sent him to hell, where he would have been torn apart by monsters like him.

He walked out of the room, and then I was led out of the room.

Under the care of the doctor, my hand quickly recovered, but the wound on my shoulder had healed, leaving deep teeth marks that reminded me of Helen’s death and everything the devil had planted for me.

When he appeared before me again, the lawyer handed me a thick file, and I learned that he was the godfather of the Brazilian mob, that he had left after raping my mother in England nineteen years ago, and that by then the Brazilian gang he was running was strong enough to be arrested by Interpol for selling arms and drugs, and that he needed an heir to inherit everything he had, and that he was looking around for someone to play with, only to find out by accident that I was a son, and that he wanted to bring me up.

All of this was his plan. He wanted me to become his successor and take over that huge dark empire under his command. Then, he would be able to enjoy his life imprisonment without any worries.

I wanted to kill him, but when I knew that he was going to spend his life in prison, I knew that prison was definitely a more terrible place than hell. If he went to prison and lost his freedom, he would have to wait for death. Rather than letting him die happily like this, it was better to let him live a life worse than death.

I gladly accepted everything he gave me. I wanted to personally witness how he would suffer and die from humiliation in the mortal world.

After arriving in Brazil, I smoothly sat on the first chair of the gang he established. I knew that there were a lot of people who refused to accept me, but it didn’t matter.

After watching him go to prison, I naively assumed this was the day of his nightmare. I would visit the prison almost every day, and sometimes I would even bribe the police to give me some inside information.

Only, to my disappointment, he was arrested in Q City and not sent back, and the people I had put in the Brazilian prison were of no use at all. The prison in Q City was very disciplined and orderly. My hand couldn’t reach in. Apart from the fact that he had no freedom, he could be considered to be living in peace in his later years. How could a devil like him be so lucky?

Since I was unable to kill him, I could only expand my power and turn this gang that was originally ranked second or third in Brazil into the biggest gang, giving it another name, "The Royal Capital". I must accumulate more power to defeat him.

I don’t want to play anymore. I just want him to die, and once he dies, I won’t have any more regrets.

It’s a pity, who knew that after that attack, I met her. She was a girl with a pair of beautiful eyes like Helen’s, a person who made people feel comfortable looking at her ...

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