Chapter 82 The Farmer and the Snake! Saving a Life Only to Be Bitten Back by an Ungrateful Wolf
In the dim basement, the smell of mold and sour stench mixed together, making one feel nauseous.
Xu Yan was still chattering away over there.
"Sister, we really are university students, not bad people."
He held the plastic bottle filled with dirty water in both hands, his eyes red with anxiety.
"The sick lunatics outside are too terrifying. You have a vehicle and guns; as long as you take us out, I will definitely repay you in the future!"
He was still dreaming of being enveloped by the halo of a savior, never noticing that darkness had already silently bared its fangs behind him.
Zhao Gang's eyes were locked onto Lin Xingwan's back.
This woman was tall and slender, wearing a tight-fitting hazmat suit, and the black holster at her waist was exceptionally eye-catching.
Most importantly, the cold-faced man from before was leaning against the doorframe smoking, his line of sight largely blocked by the wreckage of the roller shutter.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
"Xu Yan, you idiot, get out of my way!"
Zhao Gang suddenly cursed in a low voice and reached out, shoving Xu Yan, who was blocking his path, violently to the side.
Xu Yan was already weak with hunger, and being pushed like that, he stumbled and fell directly into a pile of waste cardboard boxes.
"Ah! Zhao Gang, what are you doing?!"
Xu Yan exclaimed. The water bottle fell to the ground, and the precious dirty water spilled everywhere.
He looked up, his face full of disbelief.
He saw the rusted iron rod tightly gripped in Zhao Gang's hand, as well as the fire axe and dagger raised by the two classmates beside him.
"What are you doing?"
Zhao Gang sneered, his greed and madness completely exposed.
"Of course, I'm seizing the vehicle and the food to survive!"
"You're crazy! They just saved us!"
Xu Yan's worldview shattered, and he tried to crawl up to stop them.
"This is returning kindness with ingratitude; it's illegal!"
"Screw the law! Outside is full of man-eating monsters; whoever has a gun in their hand is the law!"
Zhao Gang kicked Xu Yan in the stomach, leaving him unable to straighten up.
He turned his head and stared fixedly at Lin Xingwan, who was less than two meters away.
This woman was still examining those seeders and hadn't even turned her head.
She was practically asking for death!
"This chick has a gun; disarm her first!"
Zhao Gang lowered his voice and gave a wink to the thin man holding the dagger beside him.
"That guy is at the doorway. If we take this woman hostage, I'm not afraid that he won't hand over the car keys."
The thin man swallowed, his eyes gleaming with ferocity.
In the face of hunger, things like camaraderie and moral bottom lines were all bullshit.
As long as they seized that armored vehicle outside filled with compressed biscuits, they could survive!
"Do it!"
Zhao Gang roared in a low voice.
The three of them, like starving wild dogs, sprang up simultaneously and lunged at Lin Xingwan!
"Sister! Watch out behind you!"
Xu Yan clutched his stomach and let out a desperate, cracking scream.
This sudden turn of events had actually long been under the observation of Huo Yuan at the doorway.
From the moment the eyes of these university students looked wrong, his radar-like alert nerves had already locked onto them.
A few rookies who hadn't even seen blood dared to pull this stunt in front of the leader of Sky Wolf?
Huo Yuan didn't even straighten his back; he just tilted his head slightly.
A flash of bloodthirsty coldness flickered in his deep eyes, and he reached back to grip the hilt of the Tang sword on the outside of his thigh.
"Clang—"
A section of the cold blade had just slid out of the scabbard.
In the built-in communication headset Huo Yuan was wearing, Lin Xingwan's extremely low, cold voice suddenly came through.
"Don't move."
Lin Xingwan, with her back to the mob, maintained her posture of observing the seeder.
"Don't intervene. Let me teach this group of idiots what the rules of The Apocalypse are."
Huo Yuan raised an eyebrow, turned his wrist, and with a "click," the Tang sword returned to its scabbard.
Not only did he not step forward, but he even retreated half a step, leaning lazily back against the doorframe.
He also took out a lighter from his pocket with great interest and flipped it between his fingers.
If this woman wanted to play, then let her play to her heart's content.
Anyway, these few "battle-level 5" weaklings couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.
In the basement, Zhao Gang and the other two accomplices had already rushed behind Lin Xingwan.
At such a close distance, this woman actually hadn't even turned her head!
The thin man charged in the lead.
He gripped a rusted fruit knife tightly, the tip pointing directly at Lin Xingwan's lower back.
"Don't blame me; if you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for refusing to take us with you!" the thin man roared viciously in his heart.
He could even imagine it.
Once they pinned this woman to the ground and seized her gun, they could drive that imposing armored vehicle, eat biscuits, and escape this godforsaken place.
And this ungrateful woman could just be thrown outside to feed those crazed Infected, buying them time to escape!
Two meters. One meter. Half a meter!
Close!
The thin man suddenly raised the dagger in his hand and, using all his strength, stabbed fiercely towards the weakest point of the hazmat suit on Lin Xingwan's back.
"Got her!"
Zhao Gang watched from the side, a cruel grin already spreading across his lips.
"No—!"
Xu Yan lay on the ground, closing his eyes in despair.
He didn't understand why his perfectly normal classmates had turned into devils who returned kindness with ingratitude.
The dagger whistled through the air, about to pierce the material of the hazmat suit.
At this critical, hair-trigger moment, Lin Xingwan's right hand, which had been behind her back the whole time, suddenly moved.