18: My kidneys are made of iron!

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At the entrance stood a man, tall and upright, leaning on a long spear, looking majestic.

The night wind blew his clothes, making them flutter.

Everyone was startled.

When did this person arrive?

With so many people here, how did no one notice?

If the enemy had guns, wouldn't we have been finished long ago with so many of us here?

The women thought their great savior had arrived and were overjoyed.

However, seeing that he was alone and just a young man, they couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Sigh! Let alone saving everyone, he can't even protect himself!"

"Is he here just to get himself killed?"

Zhao Feiyan and the other beauties all wore expressions of disappointment.

Stripped Bare saw that the guy's face was that of a young man under twenty.

Only then did he summon his courage.

"Heh, brat, you sure are acting tough!"

"That long spear of yours looks stylish, where did you buy it?"

"Leave that long spear here today, and brother will spare your dog life!"

Little Security Guard said, "Cut the damn crap."

"This woman belongs to your grandfather here."

"Get lost, quick!"

"I don't want to say the same thing a second time."

So he came to snatch the beauties.

Running into a colleague!

When Zhao Feiyan looked at him, he was dashing and much more pleasing to the eye than Stripped Bare.

If she had to choose between Little Security Guard and Stripped Bare, she would rather be the victim of a Renamed to Color Robber by this Little Security Guard.

A subordinate stepped forward and mocked, "Heh, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue when you talk so big?"

"With so many experts here, can we let a brat like you take away so many beauties?"

"Are we still in the Dao?"

"Get lost early, go back to where you came from..."

Before he could finish, a shadow suddenly flew over.

Was he seeing a ghost?

Then he felt a sharp pain in his hand.

It turned out Little Security Guard had picked up a zombie's head from the ground.

And used its mouth to bite the guy's hand.

The guy stumbled back two steps and raised his hand to look closely.

A patch of black was spreading up from the wound on his hand, following his veins.

The guy lay on the ground, rolling around.

Stripped Bare shouted, "Third, hurry up and chop off your hand!"

Third struggled and shouted, "Big Brother, save me! Save me!"

He couldn't bring himself to chop off his hand.

In a moment of hesitation, the black color had already spread to his entire body.

The guy's eyes also turned completely black.

A zombie had formed, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

The zombie-fied Third attacked the closest person, Stripped Bare.

The subordinate who was just like a brother a moment ago had turned into an enemy in the blink of an eye.

Stripped Bare stood still, and when he lunged, he chopped his head open with an axe.

Without a hint of hesitation!

A living person just a moment ago, now a ghost under the axe.

Everything happened too fast; everyone almost didn't react in time.

A good brother just died like that?

Little Security Guard mocked, "Heh, what kind of leader are you?"

"Actually attacking your own good brother!"

"In the future, you will definitely attack your other brothers too."

This guy was actually sowing discord, trying to alienate him from his brothers.

The subordinates heard this and looked at each other.

This Little Security Guard had good insight!

Big Brother really was that kind of person!

If his interests were threatened, he would attack his good brothers without hesitation.

Since entering the Apocalypse, good brothers who were close as kin had died under his axe.

Stripped Bare saw his subordinates wavering, and felt a bit panicked: he had to get rid of this person quickly to avoid shaking the morale.

"Hmph! I killed him not because he was a brother, but because he had turned into a zombie."

"Everyone, this guy is the culprit who poisoned Third, we cannot spare him."

"Second, go kill this guy and avenge our good brother."

With a few words, he shifted the target of everyone's hatred back to Little Security Guard.

Second stood out, holding a watermelon knife and pointing it at Little Security Guard.

"Kid, there is a path to Heaven, but you didn't take it; there is no door to Hell, but you barged in anyway."

"Remember, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death."

Little Security Guard gave him a disdainful look: "Quit the bullshit, if you want to fight, hurry up and come on."

"Let's see if your watermelon knife is stronger, or my long spear."

Second said, "Come, come, let's see my watermelon knife chop your toy long spear in half..."

Before he finished speaking, the watermelon knife in his hand broke into two pieces.

It fell to the ground.

Clattering loudly.

Everyone was stunned.

So this guy's long spear wasn't a toy!

Little Security Guard had used the long spear to chop the watermelon knife into two.

"How about that? My long spear is crafted from Advanced metal; how could it compare to a watermelon knife stolen from some street stall?"

Second lost his knife and attacked with his bare hands, yelling, "Waya waya!"

Second charged halfway, and without knowing what happened, he only felt a sharp pain in his chest.

A long spear appeared in his chest.

Before he could even get close, Little Security Guard's two-meter-long long spear had already thrust forward.

It went in through his chest and out his back, piercing straight through.

Second gave Little Security Guard a thumbs up and praised, "What a fast spear!"

Then his head tilted to the side, and he died.

Little Security Guard pulled out the long spear and stood holding it, looking majestic.

Zhao Feiyan and the other beauties felt hope reignite.

Little Security Guard actually had some skills!

Otherwise, how could he have become a security guard?

Now it seemed the sisters might be saved.

The beauties cheered with joy.

They would rather fall into the hands of this handsome guy and spend their nights singing and dancing with him.

Than fall into the hands of this bunch of ugly losers and suffer inhuman abuse.

In Zhao Feiyan's eyes, little stars even appeared.

Looking at Little Security Guard, he looked more pleasing the more she stared, as if she were seeing a Heavenly God descend to earth.

The thieves were terrified.

Third's death could still be called an accident.

Could Second's death also be an accident?

Laymen watch the spectacle, experts watch the technique.

The boss could see that this guy had studied martial arts.

He was also a bit unsure; just how much strength did this guy have?

After hesitating for a moment, the boss thought that this person's martial arts seemed to be no less than his own; if he couldn't afford to provoke him, he could at least avoid him!

So he intended to make peace and get what each needed.

"Little brother, brother sees that you know some martial arts and would like to make friends with you."

"How about this, this Zhao Feiyan is for brother, and for the other beauties, you can pick one at will."

"From now on, we will be good brothers and share wealth together, how about it?"

Little Security Guard laughed out loud.

This guy was just too funny.

"Are you sick in the head?"

"These beauties are all mine; you try to snatch my wives, and I will take your lives."

The boss saw that peace wasn't an option, and a fierce light appeared in his eyes again.

He showed off his strong body.

"Good kid, even I, as a boss—look at my strong body—only want three or four beauties; any more and my body can't handle it."

"You kid, a wet-behind-the-ears brat, you can actually take in all these dozen beauties at once?"

"Can your small frame handle it?"

"Are you trying to die from exhaustion?"

The subordinates all grinned and laughed out loud.

Their mouths full of big yellow teeth were particularly dazzling.

Little Security Guard laughed, "Heh heh, my kidneys are made of iron!"

"Let alone a dozen, I could happily accept hundreds!"

The beauties were all stunned.

Was this guy too arrogant? One person enjoying hundreds of beauties?

Is your body made of iron?