"Besides, there's no rush to deal with her," Xu Daqiang said, taking a swig of wine with a lecherous grin. "We can make our move when she's weak and off guard. It'll be a piece of cake."
To have one's wicked intentions linger, that's probably how Xu Daqiang could be described.
"Killing people is too boring. Seizing their weapons for our own use and turning the woman into a plaything—that's making the most of everything."
Su Ling's face was far more beautiful than any of the women among the prisoners behind him.
Xu Daqiang's hushed conversation was perfectly audible to Su Ling in the distance.
Her hearing and eyesight, in all aspects, had undergone a baptism, making them superior and different from ordinary people.
The reason she hadn't acted to cripple Xu Daqiang was that she herself wasn't sure of her chances of escaping unscathed from four armed men.
Despite her supernatural abilities and her Tang blade, no matter how fast her reflexes, they couldn't match the speed of bullets.
The greatest taboo in the apocalypse was injury. Once wounded, movement became impossible, and the scent of blood would attract zombies, leading them to pursue you.
Among the crowd sitting in the corner, a not-unfamiliar face looked at Su Ling in the distance. He nudged his companion with his elbow and whispered, "Skinny, look at that girl. Isn't that the same girl who bought weapons from our shop not long ago?"
Hearing this, the man called Skinny looked up, scanned around, and then locked onto Su Ling. "It really is her."
These two were the owners of the shop where Su Ling had bought her Tang blade, Fatty and Skinny.
The reason they were here was that on the afternoon of the apocalypse, they had closed early to stock up at the department store.
There were two reasons prompting them to stock up: firstly, the posts about the apocalypse online were very popular before it happened; and secondly, the words Su Ling had spoken to them when she left. Combining the two, they thought something might really happen.
With the idea that they needed daily necessities for survival, they finished their business and drove to the supermarket to raid it.
Who knew that the accident happened at this very moment? When they opened their eyes again, it was already the next day.
Before they could even react to what was happening, a series of screams rang out, followed by gunshots. Afterward, they were commanded by five burly men with guns to clean up the bodies of those shot dead, and then the survivors among them were herded upstairs and confined.
Even at this point, they still had no idea what had happened.
How could a normal person suddenly lose their mind and bite the person next to them, tearing off a large chunk of flesh from their face and biting their neck until blood gushed out...
Although Fatty and Skinny didn't understand what was happening outside, having seen movies and read novels, and combined with the online posts, they vaguely guessed that perhaps the apocalypse had truly arrived, humans had turned into zombies, and they were the lucky survivors.
Fatty glanced towards Su Ling. Seeing that she quickly finished her food, cleaned up, and then leaned against the wall with her Tang blade, eyes closed, pretending to nap, he couldn't help but ask, "Skinny, do you think she's a prophet?"
If not a prophet, how could she have said such things?
If she was a prophet, why did she have to come here and get involved in this mess?
Skinny shook his head. The situation was unstable, and they had no idea about the conditions outside.
As things stood, they absolutely could not just sit and wait for death.
With this thought, Skinny shifted his gaze from Su Ling and whispered, "If we want to leave here and shake off these people, the best way is for us to act when she acts."
After saying this, Skinny glanced in Xu Daqiang's direction and said with a serious tone, "The world outside must have changed."