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Jiang Chan stood still, seemingly detached from the surrounding bloodshed and fear.
The cold air, when inhaled, carried a strong smell of rust.
The soul that crawled out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the apocalypse clearly felt the same coldness as in its previous life—being treated as a burden, as a bargaining chip, as an object that could be discarded at any time!
A raging fire burned wildly in her chest, making her limbs tremble! But when the anger reached its peak, it strangely transformed into a sharp, cold, and endlessly mocking stream of ice!
"Oh--"
A sudden, soft laugh escaped from her lips.
In this deathly silent courtyard, where only heavy breathing and suppressed weeping could be heard, it was jarringly clear!
Everyone was stunned!
The people of Liushutun looked at her in astonishment.
The people of Wengjia Village, including Tie Niu, who was holding Aunt Zhao's reins, and Weng Lao Jiu, who was leaning against the wall, all looked at the girl who had laughed in astonishment.
Was she scared out of her mind?
Or is he just stupid?
Jiang Chan raised her head.
Her face showed no madness, no despair, only a cold indifference and a... almost imperceptible, extremely ironic smile.
The smile didn't reach his eyes; instead, it made them appear even deeper and more unsettling.
An angry surge of icy energy coursed through Jiang Chan's mind, washing away her last shred of reason.
Hand me over? You dare decide my fate?!
Her gaze swept over the remaining people in Wengjia Village.
Aside from those who were dead on the ground and those who were seriously injured and unable to fight, there were thirteen others still carrying weapons.
They had knives and axes in their hands, and although they were wounded and their eyes were filled with fear, their ferocity as cornered beasts was still intact!
With her frail body, even with night vision goggles and a dagger, it would be almost impossible for her to deal with a dozen armed thugs in the chaos of the battle, while also ensuring that Aunt Zhao and herself would not be accidentally injured or killed in the process.
The explosive killing just now had left her arms weak and her lower abdomen cramping; her body was nearing its limit!
Her gaze swept over Aunt Zhao again, who was being squeezed so tightly by Tie Niu that her eyes were almost rolling back in her head and the tip of a knife was pressed against her chest.
My thoughts sank into the space—a cold, metallic touch came through.
It's not a dagger.
It's that sniper rifle!
From the apocalypse, pure, crushing, and destructive power!
Pull the trigger, the bullet leaves the chamber... This is the simplest and most thorough solution!
The only price is... precious bullets!
"snort!"
Old Man Weng's anger flared at Jiang Chan's strange laughter, fueling his rage. "Laugh?! I'll make sure you can't even cry in a minute!"
He struggled to stand up, blood flowing again from the wound on his forehead, but his eyes were fierce as he stared intently at Jiang Chan, his voice hoarse, "I'll say it one last time! Leave this bitch here! The rest of you, get out of here right now! I mean what I say! I only want her!"
He pointed at Jiang Chan, every word dripping with venom, “Keep her alive to pay for my dead brothers! I’ll skin her alive! I’ll tear her tendons out! Only then can I vent my hatred! Otherwise…” He looked at Tie Niu.
Infected by Weng Laojiu's ruthlessness, Tie Niu tightened his grip on the knife, pushing it forward a little more. Aunt Zhao let out a painful groan as blood seeped from her neck.
"Did you hear me! Leave her here! Or I'll really stab her!"
Just then!
"Whoosh—whoosh—!" A stronger night wind swirled and suddenly rushed into the courtyard!
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
The orange flames of the three lanterns were extinguished by the gust of wind almost simultaneously!
dark!
A darkness even purer than before suddenly engulfed the entire courtyard!
"Tinder! Quick! Light it!"
"Damn it! The wind is too strong!"
The people of Wengjia Village were caught off guard and instantly fell into panic!
Tie Niu instinctively tightened his grip on Aunt Zhao.
Old Man Weng's furious curses rang out!
In that instant when darkness descended, sight was taken away, and the enemy was thrown into brief chaos!
The opportunity has arrived!
Jiang Chan moved!
Mind-controlled! Cold night vision goggles instantly cover the eyes!
The sniper rifle appeared out of thin air in her hand, the butt firmly resting on her shoulder! The long muzzle of the silencer shone like the Grim Reaper's gaze through the night vision goggles! The crosshairs of the scope locked onto—Tie Niu's temple, slightly raised in panic, completely unguarded!
No need to hesitate!
My killing intent is set!
The index finger steadily pulled the trigger!
"laugh--!"
A very faint, muffled sound, like the sound of a needle being expelled!
Amidst the sounds of the wind and the frantic shouts and groping of the villagers in Wengjia Village, it was so faint as to be almost imperceptible!
The next second!
"Thump!"
A heavy object slammed to the ground with a dull thud!
Immediately following was a short scream and retching from Aunt Zhao, caused by her sudden release from her restraints!
"Who is it?!"
"What's wrong?!"
"Who fell?!"
The panicked screams of the villagers of Wengjia Village exploded in the darkness!
They only heard the sound of someone falling to the ground, but had no idea what had happened. The unknown fear instantly gripped everyone's hearts!
Jiang Chan's icy gaze, penetrating the night vision goggles, clearly revealed the remaining survivors in Wengjia Village.
Tie Niu was dead. Aunt Zhao fell to the ground and crawled in terror toward a corner.
But the threat remains!
can not wait!
A murderous intent surged!
The sniper rifle in his hand, like a cold, venomous snake, locked onto the target once more!
A man had just taken out a tinderbox and was about to blow it on—
"laugh--!"
A barely audible sound of airflow!
Through the scope, the man's head suddenly tilted to the side, and a fine cloud of blood mist burst from his temple!
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