Chapter Seventy-Four: Unleashing a Bloodbath

"Hey, you fatso, yes, you, I'm talking to you." Han Yu kept gesturing with the gun towards the short, fat man's forehead: "Are you here to save Boss Cheng? Come here."

The short, fat man who had been pushing and instigating others earlier suddenly fell silent when he saw Han Yu holding a pistol.

More and more people arrived from behind, but no one dared to step forward.

Throughout the entire hospital lobby, Cheng Xijun's screams turned into groans and then into muffled groans. As Mu Qingyu continued to stab him, his breathing grew weaker and weaker.

Only when there was almost no place left on his body to insert a dagger did Mu Qingyu finally stab Cheng Xijun's root of trouble!

The entire inpatient lobby was packed with people, but it was completely silent.

Only then did Mu Qingyu slowly raise her head and look at the people who had emerged from all directions.

At this moment, Mu Qingyu's face and body were covered with splattered blood, but the bloodshot in her eyes had long since faded. She looked at everyone with a calm expression.

But those whose gaze fell upon her couldn't help but shiver, as if they were being stared at by the Grim Reaper.

Mu Qingyu's entrance was so shocking that none of them dared to even entertain the thought of eliminating her.

“This… uh… heroine…” A middle-aged man in a suit racked his brains for a title before stepping forward and saying, “We’re not with Cheng Xijun, you know. Cheng Xijun is too domineering, we hate him to death…”

But his voice trailed off under Mu Qingyu's gaze. The people around him gave him a look that said, "You can't even fool a child," and the man in the suit could only awkwardly shut his mouth in the end.

“Miss, your left hand is badly injured. I have healing abilities. Let me heal you,” said a man who had been watching the whole thing from the sidelines.

He wore a white doctor's coat, though it was now somewhat grayish. Tall and thin, with gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, he would have been considered a high-quality man in the marriage market before the apocalypse.

Upon hearing this, Mu Qingyu looked at her left forearm. She wasn't actually unaffected by the pain; during the fight, she hadn't felt much, her entire body was pumping with adrenaline, but now that she had calmed down, half of her body was burning with excruciating pain!

The fireball from the fire-type ability user and Cheng Xijun's lightning strike actually caused considerable damage to her body.

Mu Qingrong rushed back to Mu Qingyu's side and gently supported Mu Qingyu's left arm with both hands. From the left shoulder down, it was all black, the forearm was carbonized, and even a piece of white bone was exposed.

Mu Qingrong was heartbroken and anxious. He rummaged through his backpack to get the medicine, but he knew nothing about medicine and didn't know what to take. His eyes were red as he frantically searched through his backpack, at a loss.

Mu Qingyu had never seen this man in the doctor's coat in her previous life. "What do you want? We can exchange treatments," Mu Qingyu said, staring at the man in the doctor's coat. Her voice was clear and calm, showing no trace of the madman she had been chasing after earlier.

If she hadn't been covered in blood, people would have thought she hadn't killed Cheng Xijun.

The man in the medical coat smiled and said, "I am Jing Chen, and I used to be a surgeon at this hospital. We are definitely not with Cheng Xijun. We broke off negotiations when he clashed with Li Ke over supplies."

He did not answer Mu Qingyu's question immediately, but instead briefly clarified his position and distanced himself from Cheng Xijun.

Mu Qingyu's killing spree seems to stem from a personal grudge against Cheng Xijun. If it's a personal grudge, she wouldn't go against others like this.

Mu Qingyu nodded to Jing Chen, accepting his explanation. But then she suddenly pushed away her younger brother, who was trying to apply medicine and bandages to her wounds.

He raised his right-hand bayonet again, the tip pointing at the short, stout man who had already shrunk into the crowd! This man, and this man too!

She slowly walked towards the short, stout man: "Luo Yikai—"

Her goal was clear, and the others scattered in a flash, leaving Luo Yikai standing there alone, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He wanted to turn and run away, but for some reason his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground and he couldn't move. As Mu Qingyu approached, Luo Yikai felt a heat between his legs, and an unknown liquid instantly gushed out onto the ground.

"Luo Yikai, a shameless scoundrel, is best at playing both sides, spreading rumors, and aiding and abetting evil. You are Cheng Xijun's most loyal lackey and his favorite pimp!"

"To curry favor with Cheng Xijun, you viciously dragged innocent people into an endless hell of suffering... You are more disgusting than Cheng Xijun..."

As the last words fell, the military dagger pierced Luo Yikai's heart.

Luo Yikai's eyes widened and his mouth gaped open. He stared incredulously at the military dagger in his chest, unable to believe that just minutes before he had been basking in the glow of success upstairs, dreaming sweet dreams, and now he was facing death.

Mu Qingyu loathed and disgusted him, but she didn't torture him like she had tortured Cheng Xijun. For this group of people, one such shocking scene was enough; repeated exposure would eventually cause some to succumb to the stimulation, rebel, or go insane.

Secondly, she tortured and killed Cheng Xijun out of hatred. Every time she stabbed Cheng Xijun, she was able to eliminate a little bit of her inner demons.

She wasn't a psychopath, nor did she have a penchant for torturing others. Now that her inner demons had vanished, there was no need to torture Luo Yikai anymore. Otherwise—torture can be addictive, and that's not a good thing.

Mu Qingyu listed Luo Yikai's crimes to tell those people that Luo Yikai deserved to die.

As the survivors listened to Mu Qingyu's words, they thought about it carefully and realized that Luo Yikai was indeed the case. However, they felt that Luo Yikai's crimes did not warrant death.

However, they only dared to think about it, and did not dare to say it out loud.

Among these people, there were actually a few familiar faces to Mu Qingyu, but Mu Qingyu did not make a move.

The main culprits have all been killed, so let's hold off on the accomplices for now, otherwise she really will go on a killing spree in this hospital.

"By the way, Wu Dajiang and Qian Lai are both dead," Mu Qingyu added casually. These two were the same two wind and fire-type ability users she killed in the hospital room.

Mu Qingyu was able to accurately name each of them, which made the others even more certain that this was a revenge killing.

Since it was a revenge killing, those who felt they had no grudge against Mu Qingyu were naturally not afraid.

Actually, they didn't know that the four people who died were still confused even when they died!

Mu Qingyu then turned to Jing Chen again: "What kind of exchange treatment do you want?"