Chapter 615

No one dared to make a sound or try to run.

Because the staff member whose head had just exploded had been killed while trying to flee—he'd angered that monstrous figure.

So now.

No one dared to run.

But someone was stealthily creeping toward the escape route.

Advancing constantly behind the shelves.

"I can make it, I can make it!" A young girl crouched low behind a shelf not far from Zuo He, silently repeating the words in her mind.

The girl believed.

If she didn't run now.

She'd surely be shot dead by that monster!

That man was a complete lunatic!

No one could understand what he was thinking!

Such people were the most terrifying, because they never considered the consequences of their actions, feared nothing, acted without restraint.

So.

Even if he committed a massacre, the girl wouldn't find it the least bit strange.

He might seem harmless now.

But if you provoked him.

He'd become a demon god!

He wouldn't hesitate for a second when he struck!

So.

This time, the girl made her decision: she absolutely had to run!

She couldn't stay put and leave her life to his whims!

"If I go this way, left turn, then right turn—I'll get out. If I escape this market, I'll have a chance. He's not going to leave anytime soon; there's too much here to catch his attention." The girl muttered to herself.

458. Zuo He's Torment

"Slowly, slowly..."

The girl tiptoed behind the shelves.

Afraid any movement might draw the killer's attention.

"Yes, just like that—one step, then another, then another, take it slow, don't rush..." The girl whispered encouragement to herself, so softly only she could hear.

Otherwise,

She might not even be able to lift her legs.

She'd freeze in place, utterly paralyzed.

The girl gripped the shelf and moved slowly, glancing nervously around from time to time.

If that man came over here.

She'd be dead for sure.

So observation was necessary too.

The girl reached the end of the shelf and cautiously poked her head out to peer left and right.

No one was there.

Sobs and cries echoed continuously from other parts of the market.

This only strengthened the girl's conviction: not running meant certain death.

Staying here could mean being tortured to death.

At least,

She was willing to fight for a chance.

Many others were numb, motionless, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

They wanted to run, but their bodies refused to obey them.

And if

They chose to flee,

They'd likely be shot dead on the spot!

At this moment,

Zuo He was still picking out fruit.

He saw durians, twisted his face in disgust, then leapt onto the durian display, stomping on them with his feet.

But since Zuo He was barefoot, the spines pierced his soles, making him howl in pain—yet only small dents marked his skin; no blood emerged.

Then,

Zuo He jumped down, looked around, spotted a machine, grabbed it, and smashed it into the durians, crushing them all into pulp.

Flesh and rind mixed together.

Chaos erupted.

Many who saw this were too terrified to move.

Afraid he'd mistake their heads for durians and crush them into pulp too.

Zuo He stared at his handiwork and burst into loud laughter, then picked up a piece of durian flesh and swallowed it whole.

He licked his lips, gagged once, and patted his hollow stomach. "So hungry, so hungry... I want to eat something. What should I eat?"

"I want a feast! I want a feast!"

"I want a big meal! I want a big meal!"

Zuo He kept muttering, like a child, searching everywhere for things he liked.

He looked across; it was all pots, pans, and bowls. Those things couldn't be eaten; he knew that himself, so he still wanted to pick some fruit.

"What should I eat!" Zuo He leaned his hands behind his head, then strode forward. "What should I eat?"

Looking at the meager fruit.

Zuo He simply stopped choosing, walked toward some unknown fruits, and began swallowing them in huge mouthfuls.

"Run while you can!" A young man seized the opportunity, quickly got up, and ran toward the escape route.

Zuo He noticed the anomaly, holding a bright red fruit in his hand, and stared blankly backward.

In his gaze.

That young man quickly ran toward a nearby shelf and soon vanished from his sight.

Zuo He threw the fruit in his hand onto the ground, swallowed the fruit in his mouth, then let out a silly "Hehehe," and smiled. "Food, here I come!"

Having said that.

Zuo He jumped down from the shelf, then his body exploded upward, like an eagle soaring in the sky. His speed was so fast that others could not compare, nor even see him clearly.

In an instant.

Zuo He followed the trajectory of that young man, rounded a corner, and saw his figure fleeing rapidly.

"Hahahaha!"

Zuo He began to laugh wildly, then threw himself forward like a fierce tiger.

Hearing that terrifying laughter, like the death knell.

The young man's face showed terror, and his body began to go limp from fear.

In less than a second.

Zuo He pounced onto the young man, pinning him directly beneath him.

"How can you be so fast!" The young man was instantly terrified in his heart. "How can you run so fast!"

For a moment.

A flood of emotions.

The instinct for survival made the young man start flailing wildly.

He also grabbed at things nearby.

Hoping to grab some sharp weapon.

In that case.

Maybe he could kill Zuo He.