115: Chapter 115 Holy crap! I forgot to finish him off!

After listening to this shocking and shameless speech,

The square fell dead silent for a full three seconds.

Immediately after, Zhao Meng, a squad leader of the Blade Group closest to Wang Wanru, saw red.

"Holy shit!"

Zhao Meng took a sudden step forward, turned to Lu Yuan, and roared through gritted teeth, "Boss, I can't fucking take it anymore. Can I slap her?!"

Lu Yuan looked at the completely crazed Wang Wanru and gave a disdainful sneer.

He shrugged and calmly uttered two words.

"Go ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Meng charged forward like an enraged black bear, grabbed Wang Wanru by the hair, and yanked her up.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

Three crisp and resounding slaps landed squarely on Wang Wanru's face!

The force was surprisingly immense; Wang Wanru's cheeks instantly swelled up, and blood leaked from the corner of her mouth.

"Dammit!"

"I've lived for over thirty years and seen shameless people, but never anyone as shameless as you!"

Zhao Meng pointed at her nose and cursed loudly.

"Before the transmigration, it was parasites like you, sitting high and mighty, sucking the blood of the common people!"

"And now?"

"We've transmigrated to the apocalypse, and our lives are on the line, yet you still fucking want to keep sucking?!"

Wang Wanru clutched her swollen cheeks and looked up blankly, staring intently at the man who dared to strike her.

What she saw was a rough man in his forties with a face full of stubble.

Particularly that hand that had just slapped her—it had thick knuckles, was covered in heavy calluses, and smelled of engine oil.

He was clearly a low-class laborer from a construction site before the transmigration!

She had actually been hit by a low-class, muddy-legged peasant she wouldn't even look at in the past?!

The intense sense of humiliation instantly shattered her reason.

Wang Wanru erupted into a complete hysterical fit.

"You dare hit me?"

"A lower-class person like you actually dares to hit me?!"

With her hair disheveled, Wang Wanru screamed like a madwoman.

"My father never touched a finger of mine since I was a child, and you actually fucking dare to hit me!"

"I'll kill you! Aaaah!"

While cursing frantically, she lunged at Zhao Meng's face with her claws out, trying to scratch his eyes out.

Zhao Meng had no habit of showing tender feelings for the fair sex, nor would he spoil a brainless heiress like her.

Looking at the lunging Wang Wanru,

Zhao Meng simply raised his heavy leather boot and kicked her directly in the stomach!

"Bang!"

The kick was incredibly powerful!

Wang Wanru's pampered body was sent flying like a ragdoll.

She rolled for over ten meters across the gravel-strewn ground.

Finally, she crashed heavily against a section of broken wall, so pained she couldn't even scream, only curling up on the ground in agony and retching.

"Wanru!!!"

Seeing his daughter being beaten so brutally, Wang Jianguo, who was kneeling on the ground, felt his eyes nearly burst as he let out a piercing cry.

Just as he tried to struggle to his feet, a cold gun barrel pressed firmly against the back of his head.

"District Head Wang."

Lu Yuan walked slowly to Wang Jianguo and looked down at him as if looking at a corpse.

"You should worry about yourself first."

Lu Yuan's voice lacked any warmth.

"It's been so long since the transmigration... it seems you still haven't figured out the rules of this game!"

"If you really wanted to rebuild human civilization here and find a way for ordinary people to survive,"

"Then I, Lu Yuan, would respect you as a good official and leave you in peace!"

"But clearly, you are not."

"Your game of high-and-mighty privilege ends here."

"Go to hell and offer a proper apology to those you've killed."

After speaking, Lu Yuan didn't waste any more words; he turned around and gave a sharp wave of his right hand.

"Do it!"

As those two cold words fell,

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"

The violent sound of gunfire instantly echoed through the square!

The surrounding members of the Blade Group did not hesitate for a second, decisively pulling their triggers.

Tongues of fire spat out.

Wang Jianguo and the dozen or so high-ranking members of the Management Committee, who usually acted with such arrogance, didn't even have time to beg for mercy.

They were riddled with bullets on the spot and fell straight into a pool of blood.

In the distance, Wang Wanru, who had just recovered slightly from the ground, witnessed her father being shot to death.

"No—!!!"

"You lowly commoners!!!"

"I... I will tear all of you to pieces!"

"Aaaah—!!!"

Wang Wanru went completely insane.

Accompanied by her desperate and venomous roar,

The Abyss Curse lurking within her body finally spiraled out of control under the extreme stimulation!

A visible surge of violent blood-red energy billowed out from her body like a red haze.

Her skin began to turn black rapidly, her fingernails grew frantically into sharp bone blades, and an inhuman, terrifying low growl issued from her throat.

Just as she was about to complete her mutation and start a killing spree,

"Bang!"

A crisp and precise gunshot abruptly drowned out her roar.

An armor-piercing bullet pierced through Wang Wanru's forehead with unerring accuracy!

Blood mixed with black liquid blossomed in mid-air.

The venom in Wang Wanru's eyes instantly froze, and her half-mutated body crashed back into the dirt like a puppet with its strings cut.

The gunshot echoed.

Lin Zihao slowly lowered his arm and blew the smoke from the muzzle.

Then, he stylishly spun the gun on his finger and deftly holstered it at his waist.

"Dumbass."

Lin Zihao looked at the corpse on the ground and spat in disdain.

"You really think this is a turn-based game?"

"I'm not going to stand here like an idiot waiting for you to charge up your ultimate!"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow in surprise and turned to Lin Zihao.

"Oh, nice shooting."

Lin Zihao lifted his chin proudly, "You bet, Boss!"

"When dealing with villains like this, you can never give them a chance to transform. That's a lesson learned through blood and tears!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

A sudden change occurred!

Wang Wanru, who should have been dead and was lying quietly on the ground,

Suddenly twitched violently without any warning!

Then, before everyone's shocked eyes,

Accompanied by the scalp-numbing sound of tearing flesh, her body began to expand frantically like a balloon being inflated!

Pitch-black rotting flesh and sharp bone spikes instantly covered her entire body.

This monster, radiating a thick abyssal aura, actually stood back up shakily, even with its head blown open!

At the same time,

Before the eyes of all Red Wolf Guild members present, a glaring red warning panel popped up in unison:

[Ding! Detected Epic-grade mutated lifeform—Abyssal Bloodthirsty Banshee!]

[This creature is in an extremely frenzied state. Please evacuate immediately!]

Looking at the terrifying monster that had stood up again, its size ballooning to over three meters tall, and then looking at the system prompt,

The pride on Lin Zihao's face instantly froze.

He scrambled to draw his gun again, jumping in panic.

"Holy shit!"

"I'm an idiot! I forgot the finishing blow!"