66: Chapter 66 The Wrath of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, Blood for Blood

Sean Johnson was yanked off the ground and slammed onto the concrete floor.

However, his reaction was lightning fast; his gaze fell upon the backpack half a meter away.

He immediately scrambled up, his left hand reaching out, his fingertips already touching the edge of the backpack.

"Still thinking about it?"

Lin Ye sneered, yanking the cable backward with his right hand.

The grappling claw bit into Sean Johnson's right arm, causing him to stumble once more.

Having lost his balance, his chest was left wide open.

Lin Ye lunged forward, swinging his left leg into a whip kick that slammed into Sean Johnson's chest.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed through the corridor.

Sean Johnson's massive, nearly two-hundred-pound frame was sent flying, rolling several times across the concrete floor.

Lin Ye pressed the switch and retracted the Wind-Chasing Claw.

He picked up the backpack from the floor and slung it back onto his shoulders.

"My things—are those something you can just take?"

Sean Johnson's vision was going black, and he had just managed to crawl up using his hands and feet.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed before his eyes!

Lin Ye accelerated abruptly, bending his right knee and delivering a powerful, heavy knee strike into Sean Johnson's chest.

"Crack! Crack!"

Crisp sounds of bones fracturing rang out.

Sean Johnson was lifted right off his feet, his back slamming into the wall with a loud "boom."

He slid down the wall, collapsing to the ground as he spat out blood uncontrollably.

Lin Ye strode forward and stepped on Sean Johnson's back.

He grabbed his left arm and twisted it behind his back.

"Snap."

The joint broke.

"Ah—fuck! Kill me! Just kill me!"

Sean Johnson erupted into a pig-like shriek, his face covered in tears and snot.

"What are you yelling for! Dying isn't that easy!"

Lin Ye crouched down, grabbed Sean Johnson's dreadlocks with his right hand, lifted him up, and smashed him back down with force.

"Bang!"

"Trying to snatch my stuff, huh?"

"Bang!"

"Like making others act like dogs? I'll let you be one!"

"Bang!"

"I'll fucking finish you, you idiot!"

After a few brutal smashes, Sean Johnson's entire face was a bloody mess, his teeth were scattered all over the floor, and his screams became intermittent.

Meanwhile, Zhao Mengmeng, who was in the corner, picked up the dagger Lin Ye had previously discarded.

With a flick of her wrist, she quickly cut through the cloth strips binding her hands and feet.

Once free, Zhao Mengmeng looked at Lin Ye, who was currently beating Sean Johnson to a pulp.

She was not frightened away by the bloody scene; instead, as if possessed, she walked toward Lin Ye.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Mengmeng reached out both hands and shoved him aside.

"Stop hitting him! He's going to die!" she shouted loudly.

Caught off guard, Lin Ye stumbled back two steps before steadying himself, his face full of question marks.

Little girl, I just saved you!

Inside the Great Xia Live Stream, the chat was exploding.

[Holy shit! Is this woman sick?]

[Someone saves you, and you actually feel bad for a black guy from the USA? A bootlicker!]

[I give up, the forest is big enough that all kinds of 'white lotuses' exist!]

[I'm so pissed! Brother Eye, don't go soft, chop her up too!]

The entire screen was filled with angry rants.

And inside the room.

Lin Ye had just opened his mouth, a curse already on the tip of his tongue.

But when he saw clearly, he was completely stunned.

Zhao Mengmeng, who had pushed him away, was not there to break up the fight at all.

She had somehow already picked up that blood-stained baseball bat!

Under the shocked gaze of Lin Ye and the entire internet audience...

Zhao Mengmeng's eyes were red, her hands gripped the baseball bat tight, raised it over her head, and swung it in a full arc.

She burst out with a very authentic Sichuan-Chongqing profanity.

"Fuck your mother, you son of a bitch!"

The baseball bat whistled through the air, smashing fiercely between Sean Johnson's legs.

"Boom—crack!"

An indescribable sound of shattering echoed.

Sean Johnson, who had already been on the verge of death, suddenly had his eyes bulge out.

"Ah—!"

He threw his head back and let out the most miserable scream of his life.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't stop at all, turning into a ruthless pile driver, with the baseball bat raining down in a frenzy!

"Dare to slap me! Go and get yourself castrated!"

"Bang!"

"You bastard! How dare you slap me!"

"Bang!"

"I'm going to smash your crotch to pieces today, you turtle son!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"You little shit, so many issues, no shame, crawl back into your mother's womb and try again!"

Several consecutive strikes landed.

Between Sean Johnson's legs, blood flowed like a river, completely mangled into a pulp.

He couldn't even scream anymore, left only with unconscious twitching and foaming at the mouth.

The Great Xia Live Stream, which had been venting furiously just a moment ago, immediately changed its tune.

[Sor-sorry! I bow down to the female Tyrannosaurus!]

[Apologies, my voice was too loud just now! This isn't a white lotus, this is a pure-blooded Sichuan-Chongqing Tyrannosaurus!]

[Physically speaking, the 'eggs' are broken, that gave me goosebumps!]

[Zhao Mengmeng: 'Stop hitting him, he's going to die.' Subtext: 'Let me handle it! I haven't had my fun yet!']

[It hurts just looking at it, I'm silently covering my crotch with my hand...]

At this sight, who knows how many men tightened their legs.

Lin Ye stood to the side, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

Seeing that Zhao Mengmeng couldn't stop swinging the bat, and that if she kept hitting him, he'd turn into meat paste.

"Alright, alright, if you keep hitting, it'll really need to be censored."

Lin Ye stepped forward, reached out to grab the back of Zhao Mengmeng's collar, and hauled her to the back.

He walked over to Sean Johnson's side, grabbed the man's head with both hands, and twisted with force.

"Snap."

The cervical spine broke, sending this unlucky bastard to hell.

A light screen popped up with a notification.

[Killed USA Challenger: Sean Johnson.]

[Obtained 'Expansion Plugin Fragment' x5.]

Lin Ye raised an eyebrow.

Five fragments dropped directly—a profitable deal.

He stood up and walked toward the corridor.

Liu Tingting, who had been huddled in the corner, was already dragging her broken leg, having crawled over ten meters toward the stairwell.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, she crawled even faster.

Want to run?

Lin Ye's face was cold as he reached back and took down his crossbow.

He pulled out a wooden arrow and loaded it.

He leveled it, aiming.

"Whoosh!"

The wooden arrow shot out, accurately piercing through Liu Tingting's other knee.

"Ah—!"

Liu Tingting collapsed to the ground, both knees ruined, rolling on the floor in agony.

Lin Ye walked slowly toward her, looking down at her from above.

Seeing that escape was hopeless, Liu Tingting tried to grab Lin Ye's pant leg for a final struggle.

"Brother Lin, I was wrong!"

"I was really just confused for a moment, forced by that black guy! I was just trying to survive!"

"We are both from Great Xia, please give me a chance, I swear I'll listen to you from now on, I'll be your servant!"

Inside the Great Xia Live Stream, the audience's fury and killing intent reached the peak!

[Never seen such a shameless person!]

[Still dare to mention Great Xia? Do you even have the face for it?]

[Traitors deserve to die! Kill her! Are you keeping her for the New Year?]

[Brother Eye, don't go soft! Slaughter this scum!]

Lin Ye was filled with disgust and didn't want to hear another word of her nonsense.

He bent down, gripped the wooden arrow in Liu Tingting's knee, and pulled with force.

"Shhh!"

"Ah—!"

Blood splattered, and Liu Tingting screamed again.

Lin Ye reloaded the blood-stained wooden arrow into the crossbow slot, aiming directly at the center of her forehead.

"You aren't worthy of calling yourself Great Xia."

Lin Ye's expression was emotionless as his finger squeezed the trigger.

"Traitors cannot be forgiven! Today, I will clean up the house for Great Xia!"

"No—don't—!"

"Whoosh—squelch!"

The wooden arrow shot out, straight into her forehead.

Liu Tingting's eyes widened, and she died on the spot.

"Ptooey!"

Lin Ye spat, turned around, and walked toward the room.

"Roar—!"

Just then, dense roars suddenly came from the stairwell below.

The continuous violent fighting, screaming, and the pungent smell of blood had alarmed the wandering Pale Species nearby.

They had already rushed into the building!

Lin Ye bent down to pick up the fire axe and dagger from the floor.

"The Pale Species are coming up."

He rushed to Zhao Mengmeng's side, who was still standing in the corridor in a daze.

"What are you spacing out for! Let's go!"

With a reach of his left hand, he tucked Zhao Mengmeng under his arm.

"Hold on tight."

At this moment, a large number of Pale Species had already broken through the door from the stairwell, filling the top-floor corridor.

Seeing Lin Ye, they rushed over crazily.

Lin Ye didn't hesitate to turn around and dash toward the shattered floor-to-ceiling window.

"Ahhh! There's no road ahead!"

Zhao Mengmeng looked at the wide-open window and screamed in fear.

This was the twelfth floor!

Lin Ye turned a deaf ear, stepped onto the window frame with his right foot, and kicked off with all his might.

Clutching Zhao Mengmeng, he leaped out!

Cold wind rushed into his eardrums, and the sensation of weightlessness hit.

In mid-air, Lin Ye raised his right arm.

"Bang!"

The Wind-Chasing Claw shot out, pointing straight at the roof of the opposite building.