"Hey, you two, you're robbing us? You've come to our boss's house."

"Boss?" Zuo Ling turned to look at Professor Jin.

Professor Jin said with a dark face, "He developed the residential complex."

He is a doomsday theorist.

No wonder! That's why they could build a house like that.

Professor Jin tried to reason with the other party:

"Your boss and my son are close friends. He went abroad and asked me to watch his house. How is that robbery?"

Zuo Ling silently put on her bulletproof helmet and threw the waterfall into the cab of the van.

One of them brandished a gun in his hand and joked:

"Guard the house? Old man, are you kidding us? I won't make things difficult for you. Call our boss, and if he agrees with your story, I'll let you go."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The other party laughed heartily, watching the two of them like a cat playing with mice.

"My phone has no signal, how can I make a call?"

The other party was clearly toying with them, and Professor Jin suppressed his anger.

"No signal? So you can't make calls? Then there's no way to prove your story. Leave your things and get out."

The person speaking was incredibly arrogant and overbearing.

One of them said, "No way, boss, that girl's nice. Let's keep her here and have some fun."

As he spoke, he glanced wickedly in the direction of Zuo Ling.

The man addressed as "boss" immediately changed his tune: "Yes, old man, get out of here, little girl stay."

"Leave her here," Zuo Ling sneered, then shouted, "Lie down!"

Several gel pellets were fired simultaneously from both hands.

Professor Jin reacted quickly, and with a thud, he fell to the ground.

"Oh shit……"

The other party did not expect Zuo Ling to make the first move and instinctively fired at Zuo Ling.

As Zuo Ling fell backward, she fired several more gel pellets into the crowd.

"Ah, ah, ah, my eyes, I can't see..."

"Cough, cough, cough, boss, she, she... cough..."

"I can't see either, oh no, oh no, what the hell is she hitting? Boss, I can't see, I can't see..."

"It hurts, it hurts, boss, it hurts, it hurts so much..."

The smoke from the evaporating gel capsules obscured their vision, and the boss fired several shots, but missed Zuo Ling.

Having run out of bullets, he threw away his pistol, grabbed his stun gun, and angrily ran towards Zuo Ling's direction.

He hadn't run two steps when he was bound tightly by a tremendous force, and he fell headfirst to the ground.

Zuo Lingchao continuously shot out the Immortal Binding Ropes at the people who were still standing.

In the blink of an eye, people lay dead inside and outside the courtyard, screaming in agony.

Zuo Ling said to Professor Jin, "Lie still and hold your breath."

Professor Jin covered his nose and hummed in agreement. As a well-informed university professor, he knew without even looking what Zuo Ling had shot.

Zuo Ling lay half-reclined on the ground and waited for a while. Once she was sure that no one was standing, she stood up.

She kicked each person once in a circle, wanting to keep her entertained, and gave her a special kick, kicking her seven or eight times.

She used all her strength, and with each kick, the sound of bones breaking could be heard, accompanied by a cacophony of howls that made Professor Jin's teeth ache.

"Big sister, we were wrong. We were blind to your greatness. Please forgive us."

"Big sister, I was wrong, I was wrong. What did you shoot at us? I can't see anymore. Please forgive us."

"..."

I couldn't see, my whole body ached, and tears and snot were streaming down my face. I was in a terrible state.

With many security guards scattered around, Zuo Ling was worried that the quantity wouldn't be enough to unleash its full power, so she fired seven or eight gel pellets and pepper pellets in succession.

The combined power, judging from their disheveled appearance, was quite effective.

As they were applying stun guns to each person, Professor Jin suddenly exclaimed, "Be careful!"

Zuo Ling jolted and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Five gunshots rang out in quick succession, three of them coming from behind Zuo Ling.

It was quiet, very quiet; time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Zuo Ling looked up and saw Professor Jin holding a gun in both hands, staring blankly in one direction.

One of the security guards, his face covered in blood, was already dead; he was the other of the two armed men.

Zuo Ling was annoyed. She had been careless and fired so many gel pellets, thinking that no one could withstand it. Who would have thought that someone's body was so strong?

Then they used stun guns, hitting each person several times until they were almost blinded.

When only one person remained, that person was quick-witted and knew things were going badly. He cried out:

"Our boss has a lot of supplies, I know where they are, I'll tell you everything, just let me go."

Zuo Ling paused, letting the man slip by.

The others were stripped of their clothes, hats, scarves, shoes... the stun guns were put away, and the people were thrown into the snowdrift.

Zuo Ling put the two pistols in his own pocket.

A magazine was found on the dead security guard. With so many gel pellets, he still had the strength to fight back. His strength was terrifying. This person must not be an ordinary security guard.

Seeing Professor Jin's dazed and foolish appearance, she used her ice powers behind his back to freeze him into pieces.

The guy called "Big Brother" was a poor bastard; he only had an empty gun with no bullets.

Even after everyone was dealt with, Professor Jin still hadn't recovered from the shock of 'he killed someone'.

Zuo Ling ignored him and picked up the last person:

"Let's go, take me to see what supplies we have."

He couldn't see, his body ached, and his face was almost frozen with snot and tears. He dared not resist and obediently gave Zuo Ling directions.

They are all community security guards. As ordinary people at the bottom of society, they are among the first to experience soaring prices and shortages of goods.

They are much more sensitive to the chaos outside the community and the government's ineffective disaster relief than the residents of Noah's Ark Community.

To survive, they need food, warm clothing, fuel, shelter... they lack almost everything.

Evil thoughts arise and then become uncontrollable.

The boss is not in the country, communications are down, and the property is in a state of chaos.

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