191: Chapter 191 Zhao Gang has someone backing him? You wouldn't dare touch him. Lin Yuan: Then stop talking.

Tiemen Fort was in chaos.

The guard whose chin had been sliced off was lying on the ground, covering his face with both hands, blood seeping out from between his fingers.

Several people on the wall were aiming their guns.

The gun barrels were shaking even more violently than Jiang Hao's.

"Brother Zhao!"

"Some tough guys came from outside!"

"Jiang Hao is back!"

Behind the iron gate, the small leaders were shoving each other.

No one dared to be the first to open the gate.

Lin Yuan stood by the car, his hands in his pockets.

He didn't urge them.

He didn't retreat either.

It was as if he were waiting for a late food delivery.

Jiang Hao shrank behind the car, his face pale.

Qin Yumo stood with her arms crossed, eyes closed, a strand of red hair blowing in the wind.

Xia Qingqiu stood beside Lin Yuan, her gaze fixed on the gate lintel.

Liu Bin's head was hanging there.

As the wind blew, the rope swayed gently.

She raised her hand to push up her glasses.

Her fingertips touched the frame and paused for a moment.

The iron gate finally made a sound.

Creak.

The gate was pushed open from the inside.

A bald man walked out.

He had a thick beard.

His neck was thick.

His forearms were more muscular than an average person's thighs.

He had his hands in his vest pockets, his knuckles covered in a dark grey metallic sheen.

Zhao Gang.

When he first came out, he didn't look at Lin Yuan.

He didn't look at Jiang Hao either.

His gaze was fixed directly on Qin Yumo and Xia Qingqiu.

Qin Yumo's combat suit was tight-fitting, with dual blades hanging at her waist.

Xia Qingqiu was dressed in a black business suit, her long legs in black silk stockings beneath her hip-hugging skirt, her high heels clicking on the gravel.

Zhao Gang licked his lips.

He let out a low chuckle in his throat.

"Jiang Hao, you kid are alright."

"You managed to escape, and you even knew to bring back gifts."

Jiang Hao's face flushed red.

He didn't dare to speak.

Behind Zhao Gang, a short-haired woman's expression changed drastically.

Zhou Lan.

She had seen Lin Yuan before.

She immediately leaned into Zhao Gang's ear and whispered a few words in a low voice.

The smile on Zhao Gang's face faded by half.

He looked at Lin Yuan again.

He scanned him up and down twice.

"Mr. Lin from Cloud Top Palace?"

Zhao Gang clapped his hands.

"My apologies for the disrespect."

He took two steps forward and extended that hand with the metallic sheen.

"It's not easy to be able to hold up that operation on the mountain in the apocalypse."

Lin Yuan didn't move.

Zhao Gang's hand hung in mid-air.

He wasn't embarrassed; he withdrew it and casually patted Jiang Hao on the shoulder.

Thud.

Jiang Hao was patted so hard he stumbled two steps.

"Principal Jiang, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"If I knew you were bringing a big boss, I would have prepared drinks and food."

Seeing their boss so confident, the lackeys behind him finally stopped being nervous and burst into laughter.

Zhao Gang laughed even louder.

"Mr. Lin, I'm a straightforward person."

"Leaving this Ston School to a piece of trash like Jiang Hao is a waste."

He raised his hand and extended a finger.

"One hour."

"I brought my people in, and he hadn't even managed to sound the alarm before I took him down."

"If it weren't for that fat guy named Liu Bin being stubborn, I could have done it even faster."

"What do you think this guy is good for?"

Jiang Hao lowered his head.

His fists were clenched tight.

His nails dug into his palms.

Zhao Gang kicked him in the calf.

"Why are you standing so tall?"

"Kneel while you listen."

Jiang Hao's knees buckled.

If Xia Qingqiu hadn't reached out to support him, he would have almost actually knelt down.

Lin Yuan didn't stop him.

He just watched.

A hint of smugness flashed in Zhao Gang's eyes.

"Mr. Lin, I'm a frank person."

"From now on, I'll manage this area for you."

"It will be the same as you agreed before: you provide supplies, and I give you crystal cores."

"You can be the emperor on the mountain, and I'll watch the gate for you here."

When he said this, he waved to the people behind him.

"Old Three."

"Bring out Principal Jiang's old teammates."

"We'll give Mr. Lin some face too."

Several people soon walked out of Tiemen Fort.

There were men and women.

Their clothes were tattered.

Their faces were bruised.

Several of the women were wearing torn school uniforms, heads bowed, their eyes as vacant as if they hadn't woken up.

The strap of the briefcase in Xia Qingqiu's hand was gripped tight.

That was what Su Muxue had stuffed into her hand before she left.

"You are Lin Yuan's secretary now."

"Take the bag."

"There's chili spray inside."

At the time, Su Muxue had specifically instructed her.

"If you encounter danger, just spray it; it works on zombies too."

Xia Qingqiu had thought it was unnecessary at the time.

Now, she saw one of the girls.

The class monitor of Class 3, Grade 2.

Gu Nian.

She used to be the loudest when answering questions in class.

Every time homework was handed in, she would arrange the class's notebooks by seat number.

Now she was kneeling in the crowd.

Her hair had been cut into a mess.

Her left cheek was swollen.

Xia Qingqiu took a step forward.

Zhao Gang followed her gaze.

Not only did he not restrain himself, he laughed instead.

He walked over to Gu Nian and grabbed her hair.

Gu Nian was forced to look up.

Yet she didn't scream.

"See that?"

"She was really tough at the beginning."

"Crying and making a scene, saying she would rather die than submit."

Zhao Gang pushed her to the ground.

Gu Nian knelt down.

Her knees hit the gravel.

Still, she didn't make a sound.

"And now?"

"She's as obedient as a cat."

"Let me tell you, that feeling, it was so tight."

Zhao Gang turned back to look at Qin Yumo and Xia Qingqiu.

His eyes were nakedly lecherous.

"People, you know, they say no with their mouths, but their bodies are more honest than their brains."

He grinned.

"Mr. Lin, these two by your side..."

"How about you let me have a taste too?"

"I guarantee—"

Bang!

The briefcase smashed into Zhao Gang's chest.

It wasn't heavy.

But it made the whole scene go quiet.

Xia Qingqiu stood there.

Her body was trembling.

It wasn't fear.

It was because she had been suppressing her upbringing, her decency, and her gentleness in her chest.

She couldn't suppress it anymore.

Zhao Gang looked down at the bag that had fallen to the ground.

Then he looked at Xia Qingqiu.

"You dare hit me?"

Xia Qingqiu ignored him.

She turned to look at Lin Yuan.

The area behind her glasses was red.

"Mr. Lin."

Her voice was very soft.

"Can I..."

"Be willful just once?"

Jiang Hao looked up abruptly.

Qin Yumo opened her eyes.

Zhao Gang took half a step back subconsciously.

He didn't know why.

This woman clearly hadn't done anything.

But in that instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

Lin Yuan looked at Xia Qingqiu.

He didn't ask for a reason.

He didn't talk about rules either.

He just tilted his chin at Qin Yumo.

Qin Yumo drew her blades.

Clang.

The dual blades left their sheaths.

The sound spread out in front of Tiemen Fort.

Zhao Gang's expression changed.

"If you don't want to show respect, then don't!"

The metallic sheen on his arms surged, and silver-grey iron armor instantly covered his skin.

A dozen people behind him raised their guns.

"Don't think that you..."

Qin Yumo disappeared from where she was standing.

The next second.

Three gunmen screamed simultaneously.

Severed hands and crude guns flew into the air together.

Blood splattered onto the iron gate.

Qin Yumo stood behind Zhao Gang.

Blood dripped from the tip of her blade.

She didn't even turn her head.

"Teacher Xia."

"What do you say we do?"

Zhao Gang's pupils constricted.

He turned abruptly, throwing a punch at Qin Yumo.

The punch carried the sound of metal friction.

Qin Yumo raised her blade.

She didn't block.

She dodged to the side.

The back of the blade struck the crook of Zhao Gang's elbow.

Crack.

Zhao Gang's entire right arm bent an inch in the opposite direction.

He let out a muffled groan, and a thin crack appeared on his metallic skin.

"B-grade?"

Qin Yumo looked at him.

"Too brittle."

Zhao Gang's face turned the color of liver.

"Zhou Lan!"

The short-haired woman stood behind the gate, her face pale.

She gritted her teeth and opened her mouth.

A ring of invisible sound waves exploded.

The air vibrated.

Jiang Hao's ears rang, and he fell to his knees directly.

Xia Qingqiu also swayed half a step.

Lin Yuan raised his hand.

A water curtain unfolded.

The sound waves collided with it, as if striking cotton.

Lin Yuan looked at Zhou Lan.

"Sonic vibration."

"When they took you in, it was to give you a bite to eat."

"Not to let you bark for a dog."

Jiang Hao also shouted with a face full of grief and indignation.

"Zhou Lan! When you had a fever, Liu Bin gave you his own fever medicine and toughed it out for three days, why are you doing this!"

Zhou Lan's face turned deathly pale.

Zhao Gang, however, seized the opportunity; his left arm swelled up, the metal turning into a hook, and he aimed straight for Xia Qingqiu.

Qin Yumo's eyes turned cold.

The gravel beneath her feet exploded.

She slashed down with one blade.

The hook broke.

The second blade pressed down.

Zhao Gang's five fingers on his left hand fell to the ground at the root.

"Ah!"

Zhao Gang finally screamed.

He retreated three steps.

The lackeys behind him wanted to shoot.

Lin Yuan lifted his eyes.

Water lines pierced through the gun barrels.

A dozen crude guns exploded simultaneously.

Some people had their palms blown apart.

Some had their eyes pierced by iron filings.

Screams filled the area in front of Tiemen Fort.

Lin Yuan didn't look at them.

He walked to the spot beneath Liu Bin's head.

Space fluctuated and curled.

A folding ladder appeared out of thin air.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment.

Lin Yuan looked at him.

"Take it down yourself."

Jiang Hao's lips trembled.

He climbed up the ladder, his hands trembling as he untied the rope.

Liu Bin's head fell into his arms.

Jiang Hao hugged it.

He finally burst into tears.

"I'm sorry..."

"I didn't protect you..."

Xia Qingqiu walked up to Gu Nian and crouched down.

She took off her coat and draped it over the girl's shoulders.

"Gu Nian."

The girl's vacant eyes moved slightly.

She looked at Xia Qingqiu for a long time.

Before she recognized her.

"Teacher Xia..."

Her voice was so hoarse it didn't sound human.

Xia Qingqiu's eyes grew hot.

She raised her hand and gently tidied the girl's messy hair.

"Teacher is here."

Gu Nian's lips moved.

She didn't cry.

She just lowered her head.

Zhao Gang clutched his severed hand, cold sweat dripping down.

He still wasn't defeated.

"Lin Yuan!"

"Think carefully before you kill me!"

"I have someone behind me!"

Lin Yuan turned around.

"Who?"

Zhao Gang gasped for breath.

"I can't say."

"If I say it, I'll die."

"I can only tell you, it's not someone you can afford to provoke!"

Lin Yuan nodded.

"Then don't say it."

He looked at Xia Qingqiu.

"I'll leave them to you."

"Make it quick, we're in a hurry to get home for lunch."

Zhao Gang was stunned.

Xia Qingqiu stood up slowly.

She picked up the briefcase from the ground.

She opened it.

Inside was the chili spray.

And a neuromuscular blocking agent that Su Muxue had stuffed in.

It only paralyzed the muscles but did not anesthetize the brain, nor did it have any analgesic effect.

Xia Qingqiu took out the syringe.

Zhao Gang laughed, thinking it was some kind of life-saving medicine.

"A teacher is still a teacher."

"Even at this point, you still want to save people?"

Xia Qingqiu walked up to him.

She pushed up her glasses with her middle finger.

"I am of the healing class."

"I know how to keep people from dying."

The smile on Zhao Gang's face froze.

Xia Qingqiu stuck the needle into his neck.

"And I also know how to make people feel pain while they are awake."

Zhao Gang's pupils dilated.

Qin Yumo kicked his knee, breaking it.

Zhao Gang knelt down.

Xia Qingqiu looked at the students and survivors who had been brought out.

"Who touched you?"

"Point them out."