Chapter 318: Russian Roulette

Auction?

Lei Meng heard the sound and froze; the subordinate beside him gave Lin An, who had asked the question, a strange look.

As for auctions, almost every Survivor knows what they are.

Especially for the nobles of the major powers, auctions are held almost every month.

As one of the greatest pastimes after the cataclysm, aside from the wildmen hiding in the cities who don't know, who hasn't heard of it?

The man before him actually asked such a stupid question?

It's like someone asking what the sun is.

Many of the slave‑hunting squad members, their upper bodies bare, couldn't help but let out a snicker.

The leader, Lei Meng, flashed a hint of surprise in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

Damn it, could these outsiders be just little fat sheep freshly out of the shelter!?

That's it!

Only those idiots cut off from the world would swagger across the wilderness!

That pale‑faced guy over there has probably used up the shelter's supplies and had no choice but to come out!

High price! Absolutely a high price!

Compared to the Survivors bored of the nobles, these poor worms hiding underground are far more interesting!

Those who have never suffered the cataclysm, when they first face cruelty and wail, their cries are even more moving than the singers of the courtesan house!

I'm ashamed I acted so humbly.

I thought these people were nobles who hunt in the wild...

At the same time, the slave‑hunting squad members all realized this.

Recently, in the wilderness, such creatures that hid before the cataclysm often appear.

Many suspect that most shelters have run out of their supplies.

Lacking experience surviving the cataclysm, they still think the outside world has law and order.

A thought crossed his mind.

Lei Man's hand behind his back signaled his men to be ready to strike, while he put on a false explanation:

Oh.

The auction is an entertainment event we came up with.

There, you can use your slaves to bid on all kinds of "rare" toys.

Especially the Bolaka Auction, our specialty auctions are famous far and wide!

Too lazy to use polite speech.

If it weren't for fear that stray gunfire might damage property, he would have fired already.

Although he hasn't yet captured these shelter‑escapees, in Lei Man's mind these people before him are already his property.

Damn it.

All top‑grade goods.

Even I, Lei Man, will have a day of handing out rations!

The hunting dog Lei Man noticed the wasted pale‑face's thoughtful expression and couldn't help but sneer.

He grabbed Fighting Dog 77's hair and pulled it beside Lin An, then began an exaggerated introduction:

Hey, look at this fine fighting dog!

Its teeth are strong, its muscles well‑developed.

Among the wildmen, it's top‑notch!

To catch him, we wasted a whole morning's effort!

Most importantly, he still has a wife and child!

As long as we control them, this guy definitely won't run away!

Just two bags of cornmeal.

Whether for personal use or to send him to the arena, it's absolutely a steal!

The closer they got, Lei Man could even smell a faint scent of body wash on these people!

His eyes reddened, he was excited.

What a bunch of luxurious waste!

These idiots who came out of the shelter—did they even take a bath before leaving!?

Lin An's companion Lin Ruolan sat in the vehicle, her body trembling slightly, yet she quickly pulled out some dried meat from her chest.

She saw that the slave‑hunting squad ahead showed signs of moving to attack.

They're too close!

I don't know why Lin An is reacting like a fool, with no response at all.

Although she had seen Zhang Tie's violence and Lin An's eerie ability to conjure items out of thin air, in her view a flesh‑and‑body cannot stand against firearms.

Strange person, strange behavior.

Too lazy to think further, she stuffed her mouth with dried meat.

Even in death, I'll die full.

While thinking, Lei Man signaled his men to drag the unconscious woman and baby over to Zhang Tie.

Seeing Lin An unmoved, he had his men step closer and pretended to continue the introduction:

Not interested in the fighting dog?

No problem, we've got other stuff here!

A slave-catching team member with a shaved head likewise gave a vicious laugh, then kicked the unconscious woman awake in front of Zhang Tie.

Crack!

A crisp bone fracture.

Ahhh!!

A painful scream.

The unconscious woman was painfully awakened, her frail body trembling with pain.

The fighting dog, whose hair had been grabbed, let out a startled cry, looked sorrowfully at its wife, and in the struggle was kicked to the ground by Lei Man.

"If you keep yelling, I'll drag her intestines out!"

He wore a threatening expression, grinning weirdly as he said:

"Hey, big guy."

The bald slave-catching team member slapped the pale woman's cheek, then gripped her neck like livestock:

"Just gave birth."

"Plenty of milk."

"How about it? Want to buy?"

Having said that, he raised the infant that hadn't yet had time to be dashed to death, holding it under Zhang Tie's eyes:

"Look, just born. Still not weaned."

Saying that, he leaned in and sniffed obsessively:

"What a lively little creature~"

The slave-catching team members behind exchanged glances, unable to help but share a deep mutual feeling.

Zhang Tie's eyes were full of killing intent, his fists clenched and making a cracking sound.

The anger in his heart wished it could erupt right then.

This bunch of scum, their eyes clearly revealing lust!

If it weren't for Team Leader Lin still having questions to ask, he would now make this bunch of bastard beasts know what cruelty is!

The slave-catching team's encirclement had already formed.

Many people looked with contempt at the surrounded, yet Lin An remained completely unaware.

With such a brain, surviving a day in the wilderness counts as sheer luck.

No wonder the little bugs that come out of the refuge are getting easier to catch.

Pretty much every team they run into ends up getting supplies!

Just as Lei Man felt it was about time to make a move, Lin An, who had been thinking, suddenly spoke calmly:

"What is furniture?"

"How many people are in Bolaka? Who is the chief?"

Three questions in a row made him a little impatient.

He waved his hand, signaling his men to watch Gao Tian, then crossed his arms:

"Furniture?"

A light chuckle.

Looking at Lin An and the others, who showed no reaction and were utterly unaware they were about to be captured, he also couldn't be bothered to keep up the pretense.

At this distance, guns and knives could smash this bunch to pieces!

Of course, using a blade is best.

He didn't want bullets to scratch the brand-new motorcycle, nor the pale-faced youth and girl before him.

"Idiot, I guess you're from the refuge, right?"

"No matter, you'll soon learn what furniture is."

"Besides, someone will teach you a few games!"

Having said that, his expression hardened and he let out a loud shout:

"Attack!"

"Whoosh!"

The slave-catching team surrounding Lin An and company instantly produced their homemade firearms, gleaming machetes and spears aimed at the throats.

Lei Man spat out a mouthful of saliva, looking scornfully at the unresponsive Lin An and company, while Lin Ruolan, still eating jerky, hastily swallowed the last bite.

"Idiot."

"No reaction even with someone this close."

The gun barrel pointed.

At this distance, if these outsiders so much as twitch, they'll instantly be chopped into a puddle of meat.

Seeing the situation under control, the slave-catching team members couldn't help but jeer:

"Boss, aren't all these refuge refugees just like this?"

"Last time I heard from the Wild Dog Gang that they'd even seen people hiring them for money!"

The crowd laughed loudly.

Lei Man gazed heatedly at Mo Ling, signaling his men to drag her out:

"I'll go first; you guys remember not to play her to death later."

"Hehe, pale face."

He raised his revolver, aiming at Lin An's forehead, then shouted excitedly:

"Welcome to the apocalypse, idiot!"

I'll play a game with you next!

Lei Man trembled all over with excitement.

He could already imagine how exciting the game later would be.

He most liked to humiliate the victim's companion in front of the victim, then make the companion, furious and desperate, cheer for him.

However, the imagined scene of Lin An panicking did not happen.

Just as his subordinates lewdly smiled, preparing to drag Mo Ling away, Lin An suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

You really are standing too close.

I originally wanted to let you die painlessly.

But...

Game?

Lei Man was startled by the sound, and an inexplicable chill suddenly rose in his heart.

He didn't have time to think further.

From Lin An's seemingly calm gaze, he actually sensed a terrifying killing intent.

Having lived in the wilderness all year, instinct drove him:

"Attack! Cripple them first!"

He couldn't help but retreat a step.

He didn't care that attacking would affect the price; the intense threat of death made his scalp go numb.

"Bang!"

A violent slapping sound rang out.

It wasn't a gunshot, but a huge roar from a high-speed palm slap.

Only saw Zhang Tie give a vicious laugh, then instantly grab the bald strong man before him and, like slapping a pancake, slap him into a meat patty.

Under the tremendous force from his palm, the body was like a crushed tomato; this power surpassed everyone's imagination.

This brutal, cruel scene almost caused the slave-catching team to collapse.

In panic, they frantically pulled the triggers.

"Bang bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Want to shoot?"

Lin An gave a light chuckle, and the telekinetic power enveloping the scene instantly bent the gun barrels.

The bullets still in the chambers instantly shattered the gun bodies, and the exploding metal fragments, like shrapnel, blew the few gun-wielders into bloody mush.

Miserable screams and cries.

In less than a second, the slave-catching team that had originally surrounded Lin An and others stood stunned in place.

Their bodies trembled like a sieve.

"How... how is this possible!?"

"Devil! This is the devil's power!"

They could not comprehend this power; the wailing in their ears stimulated their fragile nerves.

"Do you like playing games?"

Lin An teasingly took the revolver from the trembling Lei Man's hand, and under his overwhelming power Lei Man's whole body went rigid.

Due to the gap in life stages, he could barely withstand the pressure emanating from Lin An.

Like a lamb pressed down by a fierce tiger's head.

"Click."

The revolver's cylinder turned.

The sole revolver whose barrel wasn't twisted was aimed at Lei Man's forehead.

Lin An casually took a bullet from the revolver's magazine and reloaded it.

"I don't know."

"Have you ever played Russian roulette?"