Chapter 105

"I'll kill you!"

Zhang Su roared, not expecting the person who came out with a crossbow to have such heaven-defying luck, hitting the target with one arrow in a situation with flickering candlelight and shadowy figures!

He understood crossbows; reloading the bolt took at least four or five seconds, and since the opponent had just made contact, they definitely couldn't be that smooth. Taking advantage of this time, he made a big leap, instantly closing in on the tall figure holding the crossbow.

Su Chu was very decisive; knowing there wasn't enough time to reload the bolt, he directly slammed the door shut, buying himself a buffer time!

Behind him, Lu Yubo and the others also bumped into the three restaurant waiters, and a melee was imminent.

Rip.

The waiter swung his blade, very nimbly slashing at the man in front of him. The sharp machete instantly tore through Lu Yubo's clothes, but the expected disembowelment didn't happen—layer of clothes after layer of clothes, stacked one on top of another!

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—the sound of fabric being torn was endless. The soft touch made him feel a sense of shock, but this fear didn't last long...

Pfft!

Lu Yubo held a grain sampler and, relying on his thick armor, pierced the opponent's skull just like he was dealing with a zombie.

Brain death—one of the fastest ways to die.

The man fell to the ground immediately.

Chen Hanzhou and Zhao Dezhu's strength was also not weak. The two of them each held a fire axe, beating the remaining two waiters into retreat. Things on the shelves were swept everywhere; at a time like this, no one cared about supplies.

Wu Lue was not idle either, holding the steering wheel lock that Chen Hanzhou had used earlier, chasing the one-armed Old Yang everywhere.

Seeing Su Chu close the door, Zhang Su immediately chased after him. At a time like this, he absolutely could not give the opponent a single moment to catch their breath!

While pushing the door open with a "whoosh," Zhang Su suddenly lowered his body and darted in like a rolling gourd.

At the same time, a "whoosh" sounded; the wind-breaking sound passed through the warehouse door and shot out, hitting a shelf with a "pop," sending out a trail of sparks. Judging by the timing, the opponent had already become quite familiar with using the crossbow.

"Dog thing, go to hell!!"

Zhang Su climbed up, relying on his familiarity with the environment, not needing to observe at all. He pulled out an axe with his left hand and threw it at Su Chu, then immediately killed his way toward him.

Clang, clang!

Unexpectedly, the opponent's skills were quite strong. He swung a long-handled hammer, first flicking away the axe, then blocking the dog-leg knife that had slashed to his front. Violent sparks erupted from the collision.

Zhang Su always held the intention of not being able to defeat the enemy with one move. After the opponent blocked his attack, he immediately used the recoil force to slash horizontally forward, delivering a second round of attacks very smoothly, straight for the opponent's throat.

The "Mad Dog Fist" learned from Master Chen of the Unrestricted Combat had no aesthetic value to speak of; it focused on being practical and taking lives!

Su Chu didn't expect to encounter someone with such ruthless skills. He retreated violently, not having time to pay attention to his feet, and was tripped by Zhao Xue, who was lying in the corner unconscious.

It was precisely because of this trip that Su Chu narrowly avoided the knife Zhang Su had slashed toward his throat.

Zhang Su looked at the place where Su Chu had tripped, his eyes wide open.

He had thought about Zhao Xue being tormented by a few bastards and had prepared himself mentally. The content of the conversation he overheard from the few waiters earlier made him feel slightly relieved, thinking Zhao Xue might have escaped a disaster. But when he saw Zhao Xue lying unconscious in the corner, his heart was still struck by a heavy hammer.

Zhang Su maintained his bent attack posture, very close to Zhao Xue on the ground, and could see clearly.

Her thin, lamb-like body was curled up in the corner. The clothes that had been covering her were taken away by Su Chu's heel, and she was completely naked. Since the disaster broke out, he hadn't seen such a clean body, but the whiter and cleaner she looked, the more striking the scars on her body appeared!

He didn't even know if she was alive or dead right now!

After staggering to avoid the dog-leg knife, Su Chu first stabilized his figure and shouted: "Stop, we can talk!"

Swish.

The response to him was the blade.

An even more violent blade!

Zhang Su was angry beyond measure. He was ruthless, but he would never abuse a woman like this—not even a man...

As the saying goes, kill without abusing; this was his bottom line.

Now he saw a girl abused to the point of life or death, and it was a girl he had known for more than two years and had a good relationship with.

"Ah!"

Zhang Su roared, the machete in his hand dancing like falling leaves. It seemed to have no pattern, but in fact, it used the power of his waist, arms, shoulders, and other parts, slashing madly at Su Chu.

"Stop, I can save you!"

Because of special experiences in his youth, Su Chu had some skills and could easily handle little brats like the waiters, but he couldn't handle Zhang Su, who was like a mad tiger.

The long-handled hammer he specifically chose was very useful for hitting zombies or living people; the long lever arm allowed the hammer to exert great power. But now, he had no chance to attack at all and could only defend. Even so, he took two slashes, the bloody wounds shocking to the eye.

Zhang Su acted as if he didn't hear the other person talking, only focusing on attacking, beating the opponent into retreat.

"Don't move! I'll shoot you to death!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded from the warehouse door.

The battle in the convenience store had already ended, and Zhao Dezhu stood at the warehouse door holding the crossbow, aiming.

Su Chu and Zhang Su, both holding weapons, were stunned, both pausing briefly. But immediately after, Zhang Su moved again, the dog-leg knife slashing toward the opponent's arm.

Pfft...

"Ah... you, you, ah!"

Su Chu's right arm was chopped off cleanly, falling to the ground along with the long-handled hammer.

He staggered backward, his left hand clutching his bleeding stump, saying repeatedly: "I can save you, I have a yacht at Donggang Port, don't kill me!"

Swish!

"Yacht your mother's ass!"

Zhang Su didn't give the opponent a chance to continue speaking at all. Twisting his waist to drive his arm, with both speed and power, he precisely cut the opponent's throat.

"You, you, you, gurgle... gurgle..."

Su Chu didn't expect the opponent to be so decisive, completely impervious to reason. Clutching his throat, which was gushing blood, he opened his eyes wide with unwillingness and anger, then collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Idiot, I didn't even load the bolt, hehe!"

Zhao Dezhu walked to Zhang Su's side holding the crossbow, shaking the sophisticated weapon in his hand. Seeing Zhang Su ignoring him, he asked curiously: "Big brother, you..."

"Brother Su, Brother Su, where is Sister Xue?"

Wu Lue rushed in, didn't see Zhao Xue, and asked hurriedly.

"What's the situation with Pei Lan?"

Zhang Su blocked the view of the disheveled Zhao Xue and asked the crowd.

Lu Yubo stood at the door and said: "Lanlan has an arrow in her left arm, she definitely won't die. Sister-in-law is taking care of her. Brother Su, is there anything I can help with?"

"It's fine, you guys go out and wait for me, and by the way, pack up the things we need to take!"

Zhang Su pointed to the warehouse door and ordered in a deep voice.

"Brother Su..."

"Go out first!"

Wu Lue wanted to ask something else, but only got a cold response from Zhang Su.

"Go, go, go, don't get in the way here, you donkey-headed kid!"

Zhao Dezhu sensed that something was wrong. The excitement on his face disappeared, and with a solemn expression, he pulled Wu Lue out and closed the door behind him.

Zhang Su wiped the blood off his face, sheathed his knife, took off his clothes to cover Zhao Xue, and then carefully placed his hand on her neck.

"Still beating, haha, still alive!"

Feeling the pulse of the carotid artery, he felt relieved, guessing that her being naked and clean was because Su Chu was preparing for a ghost marriage ceremony.

At first, he thought Zhao Xue was already dead. Not to mention anything else, lying here completely naked—although the warehouse was a bit warmer, it was only about ten degrees; long-term exposure would definitely lead to hypothermia!

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, wake up, how are you?"

Zhang Su sat on the ground, holding Zhao Xue in his arms. Her body felt light, much thinner than the last time he saw her before the disaster.

"Water, where is the water..."

Seeing Zhao Xue's lips were dry, he looked around, grabbed a bottle of water from the warehouse shelf, and imitating Zhong Xiaoshan's method, used the bottle cap to catch a little and poured it into Zhao Xue's mouth.

The cool mineral water touched her lips, causing the unconscious Zhao Xue to have a slight reaction. Her mouth moved unconsciously, and she drank the water.

Seeing it was effective, Zhang Su immediately fed her a few more caps.

"Mmm, ah..."

Zhao Xue let out a painful groan, her body trembling slightly.

"Xiaoxue, are you awake? Xiaoxue, it's Zhang Su, wake up!"

Zhang Su gently patted Zhao Xue's cheek again.

"Brother Su?"

Zhao Xue felt her eyelids were very heavy. She tried hard to open them and saw a long-awaited silhouette in the dim light, not very clear.

"Yes, it's me, how are you?"

Zhang Su asked nervously.

Zhao Xue's vision gradually recovered. When she truly saw Zhang Su's blood-stained cheeks, her emotions suddenly became agitated.

"Let go, let go of me, Brother Su, I'm dirty, don't touch me, let me die, let me die here!"

The sudden struggle made Zhang Su feel a bit at a loss. He hurriedly held down the twisting Zhao Xue and said: "Still having nightmares? You're awake, it's okay, be good!"

"No, I'm not awake, Brother Su, I... I was defiled by that beast, I, I, woooo..."

Thinking of the sad part, Zhao Xue cried weakly, her arms dropping, her heart dead.

Zhang Su knew that Zhao Xue had feelings for him. In the spring, she invited him to go see flowers in the flower sea; in the summer, she called him to go to the beach to blow the wind; in the autumn, she planned a route to see fallen leaves...

From beginning to end, none of the plans were realized because their working hours were very special, and Zhang Su had always adhered to the principle of "a rabbit doesn't eat the grass by its own burrow," so things had always been quiet.

"Stop talking nonsense. Being looked at by a beast is just being looked at; it doesn't count as defilement. That beast didn't do anything to you; he wanted you to have a ghost marriage with his dead son. Look, he wiped you clean; it's okay, be good, don't cry, you're safe."

Zhang Su felt very sorry for Zhao Xue; this good girl had really suffered a great disaster.

Hearing Zhang Su's words, Zhao Xue's emotions stabilized a little, and she murmured: "He fed me medicine, I was groggy, I only knew he, he took off my clothes... did he really not do anything while I was unconscious?"

The last scene before she lost consciousness was a man taking off her clothes, so it was natural to imagine the rest.

"No matter how much of a beast he was, he couldn't do anything to someone he was about to marry to his son in a ghost marriage. Don't worry! Xiaoxue, can you stand up? Come, let's kill him again to vent your anger!"

Zhang Su supported Zhao Xue with one hand and pulled out the dog-leg knife with the other, which was still stained with blood.

Zhao Xue looked seriously at the dripping military knife. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she actually stood up and then reached out to take the dog-leg knife.

"Be careful, the knife is very sharp!"

Zhang Su draped his clothes over Zhao Xue's shoulders. His original intention was to distract Zhao Xue, but he didn't expect her to really take the military knife. Looking at the trembling Zhao Xue, he couldn't help but worry that she would accidentally hurt herself.

"I can do it!"

Zhao Xue walked firmly toward Su Chu, who was lying in a pool of blood, raised the machete, and slashed down with a "swish."

Pfft.

Just as Zhang Su said, the knife was very sharp.

Once, and again, and again.

Zhao Xue recalled the encounters of the past few days, and the infinite anger in her heart gushed out, the speed of her swinging gradually increasing.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

She let the blood splash onto her white body, as if washing away all the humiliation she had suffered in this way, without feeling any fear at all.

Zhang Su sat on the side, not stopping Zhao Xue from venting the anger in her heart. He wasn't afraid of Zhao Xue becoming cold and bloodthirsty; he just wanted her to untie the knot in her heart.

Clang.

After hacking an unknown number of times, Zhao Xue felt exhausted and collapsed to the ground, like a bloody succubus crawling out of a blood abyss.

Sometimes, transformation happens in an instant!

"Brother Su, how did you come to the store?"

Zhao Xue gently wiped the blood off her face and looked at Zhang Su.

"I was originally going to come to the store. I met Luezi on the way, and he told me about your encounter... This is not the place to talk. Let's go, we have more than ten people now, let's talk slowly when we get to a safe place!"

Zhang Su took off another piece of clothing and draped it over Zhao Xue. Just as he was about to pick her up, he found a bunch of keys lying quietly beside the meat paste. He picked them up, took a look, guessed that the yacht keys might be among them, and stuffed them into his pocket, regardless of whether they were useful or not.

"Come, let me carry you!"

"Mmm."

Zhao Xue responded softly, not daring to look directly into Zhang Su's eyes, just like a child who had done something wrong and didn't dare to face their parents.

The blood-stained coat wrapped around Zhao Xue's upper body. With a "heave," he picked her up horizontally and walked slowly out of the warehouse.

When Zhang Su and Zhao Xue appeared in the candlelight, it startled everyone. The two looked like evil ghosts walking out of hell; in the dim candlelight, it wasn't bright red, but dark black.

"Brother Su, Sister Xue, she... Sister Xue, woooo."

Wu Lue was holding his beloved laptop. Seeing Zhang Su walk out of the warehouse carrying Zhao Xue, whose arms were hanging down, he burst into tears.

"Little Wu, stop crying, I'm not dead..."

Zhao Xue turned her head to look at the crying Wu Lue, feeling comforted in her heart. Suddenly, she discovered there were many people around and hurriedly turned her face toward Zhang Su.

"Big brother, you... did you chop that dog bastard into pieces?"

Zhao Dezhu saw Zhang Su and Zhao Xue still covered in bits of flesh, his face twitching.

"Hmph, it was too good for him!" Zhang Su snorted coldly, not saying it was Zhao Xue who did it.

"You, are you okay? And her?"

Zheng Xinyu ran up close to check Zhang Su's condition.

"I'm fine, Xiaoxue is a bit weak."

Zhang Su smiled and shook his head, but that smile looked very terrifying on his blood-stained face.

Hearing a girl's voice speaking to Zhang Su with concern, Zhao Xue turned her head again. A cute face came into view, and her heart sank; the flame that had just ignited in her heart slowly dimmed.

Zhang Su didn't know about Zhao Xue's series of psychological activities. He looked at the chaotic convenience store and said: "What's the situation on your side?"

Lu Yubo sneered and said: "All five guys are dead, but Lanlan got hit by an arrow. Also, um... Chen Hanzhou got a cut on his face, it might leave a scar!"

"Pei Lan, how are you?"

Zhang Su asked with concern.

"I'm okay... Brother Su, it just, it hurts a little."

Pei Lan was lying on her side on the ground, not daring to move easily. A crossbow bolt was piercing through her arm.

"Good, go back and let Xiaoshan treat you!" Then Zhang Su looked at the crowd: "Prioritize taking the weapons. A few people go to the warehouse to bring the crossbows and bolts. Hurry up, back to the dry cleaners!"

Everyone moved upon hearing this, very nimbly, but Zhao Dezhu and Chen Hanzhou, who walked into the warehouse, were startled.

Inside the dry cleaners, Tan Huajun sat alone in front of the windowsill, poking her head out to look around. She had no time to appreciate the stars in the night sky; the silent, cold night made her very nervous.

Suddenly, she heard rapid and heavy footsteps. She poked her head out to look in the direction Zhang Su's group had left, and sure enough, there were shadows flickering.

"They're back, they're back!"

Tan Huajun was startled and whispered to the few people in the room who were sitting like old monks in meditation.

Zhong Xiaoshan and Yu Wen reacted at the same time and hurriedly stood up. Just as they were about to walk to the stairs, they heard footsteps coming up.

"Quick, prepare a place, someone is injured!"

Chen Hanzhou was the first to rush back to the dry cleaners, carrying some things on his back, panting. He naturally wasn't talking about himself; the wound on his face wasn't deep, and after this while, it had stopped bleeding.

"Injured? Oh, oh!"

Zhong Xiaoshan reacted very quickly. This situation was just like a night shift emergency, only without bright lights and a tidy ward.

She nimbly cleared a flat area. Before she could even spread out clothes, she heard heavy breathing. She was very familiar with it—it was Zhang Su's breathing, which made her heart tighten.

"Did something happen to Xinyu?!"

This was her first reaction.

But immediately after, she heard Zheng Xinyu's voice: "Two, two people are injured, move some more space!"

The area of the second floor of the dry cleaners wasn't small, but it was filled with a lot of debris, and with so many people, it felt very crowded.

"Here, there's space here, quick, put her down!"

Yu Wen supported the awakened Yu Qing and stood to the side, giving up the place where she had been resting earlier. After the effect of the large dose of medicine and a period of rest, Yu Qing's condition had improved somewhat.

"Lanlan, quick, lie down, it's okay, don't worry, Doctor Zhong is a miracle worker, you won't die, don't worry!"

Lu Yubo comforted Pei Lan while placing her on the prepared spot.

Zhang Su squatted down and gently laid Zhao Xue on the spot where Yu Qing had been resting earlier, while saying: "Bring some wet wipes over!"

Both he and Zhao Xue were covered in blood stains, sticky and uncomfortable.

"Arrow wound..." Zhong Xiaoshan felt a headache coming on. She looked at Zhang Su: "Brother Su, what's the situation on your side?"

"Xiaoxue is mainly weak, you deal with Pei Lan's injury."

Zhang Su took the wet wipes from Zheng Xinyu and started wiping his face.

"This... okay, you guys help look for it, there must be needles and thread here, and find me a sharp knife!"

Zhong Xiaoshan was forced into a situation; in this case, she had to do it even if she couldn't. If there were no conditions, she had to create them.

As long as Pei Lan could endure the pain, dealing with the arrow wound wasn't difficult for Zhong Xiaoshan; after all, it was just an arrow in the arm.

"There's a knife, I brought back a lot of good knives!"

Chen Hanzhou immediately unzipped his backpack and shook out a lot of weapons, letting Zhong Xiaoshan choose.

Yu Wen and the others used flashlights to look for needles and thread everywhere.

Everyone was busy, actively participating in the action of rescuing the wounded, not only because Pei Lan was a member of the team, but everyone hoped that if they were injured one day, their companions would also actively rescue them.

Helping others is helping oneself.

"Brother Su, I can wipe it myself, that, the medicine!"

Zhao Xue grabbed Zhang Su's wrist tightly, her eyes flickering.

"Oh, right, I'll go get it. You don't need to be nervous. Teacher Little Yu, you're feeling better, right? Help Xiaoxue wipe the blood off her body!"

Yu Qing had indeed improved a lot. Hearing there was a task, she hurriedly stepped forward.

"Here you go."

Zhang Su stuffed the wet wipes into Yu Qing's hand and walked toward the stairs.

Zheng Xinyu rolled her eyes and followed Zhang Su downstairs.

"Husband, you and Xiaoxue aren't just in a simple employment relationship, right?"

Downstairs, Zheng Xinyu leaned against Zhang Su and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Su sighed, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and said: "She liked me before, now... I don't know. I also liked her for a while, that was when she first came to my store. Later, when I found out she was a good girl, I didn't develop anything with her."

"What do you mean? You mean I'm not a good woman, so you're with me?" Zheng Xinyu asked, pouting.

"What kind of mess is that? You're the same as her, you're also a good girl. If it weren't for this disaster, I'd still be collecting your rent!"

Zhang Su curled his lips helplessly. Women are interesting; what time is it, and she still has the energy to be jealous? But thinking of her performance earlier, he patted Zheng Xinyu's head and smiled: "You did well earlier, reward you with a kiss."

"Eww, smelly saliva..."

Zheng Xinyu giggled and wiped the cheek that Zhang Su had kissed.

Although I am in the north, I am a southerner. According to the southern time, I am celebrating the Little New Year. I was busy with food this morning, so the update is a bit slow.

Happy Little New Year to all book friends, eat well and drink well!

(End of chapter)