On the brink of the apocalypse, Zuo Ling is brought back to her distant relatives' Ding family and safely survives countless disasters through the chaos.
However, on the verge of death, s...
Zuo Ling was furious.
"Was he on Noah's Ark?"
The man nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, he's waiting for me to go back and report to him."
She grabbed him by the collar. "Take me there."
He turned around and said to Professor Jin and his wife, "You two go back first, I'll be right back."
The elderly couple had long considered themselves part of Zuo Ling's group. Going back would be inappropriate, but staying wouldn't be of much help, leaving them in a dilemma.
As soon as they reached Building 2, Young Master He and his few cronies walked out of the unit door, chatting and laughing.
Seeing Zuo Ling approaching menacingly, he made a move to run away.
Zuo Ling casually threw the man she was carrying away, knocking down several people, including Young Master He.
He grabbed Young Master He and slapped him hard twice, saying as he did so, "I didn't hit you hard enough last time. You never learn your lesson and you still dare to mess with me."
She didn't hold back, and Young Master He was slapped so hard that he saw stars and his face was covered in blood.
When his companions tried to rescue Young Master He, Zuo Ling kicked them all away.
Young Master He was stunned by the beating and couldn't even speak.
With one hand holding the man who had splattered excrement and the other holding Young Master He, they dragged him towards Building 3 like a dead dog.
After taking a few steps, Young Master He realized what was happening and struggled desperately.
While struggling, she mumbled things like she wanted to teach Zuo Ling a lesson.
Zuo Ling punched him in the cheek, knocking out several of his teeth. The young master He clutched his cheek in pain, forgetting all about cursing.
Knowing they couldn't beat Zuo Ling, the henchmen cleverly ran off to find He Guizi.
The residents of Noah's Ark had all heard of Zuo Ling to some extent, and when they saw her dragging two big men along, they all came over to see what was so strange about it.
Zuo Ling carried the two of them and dragged them all the way to the 22nd floor.
The stairs were full of sharp edges, and Zuo Ling deliberately picked them up and swung them around, almost knocking them unconscious. They had never felt time pass so slowly.
Professor Jin and his wife were very troubled; their daughter had gotten involved with the He family, which was not a good thing.
Since working with Zuo Ling, I've known that she's ruthless and heartless. Anyone who crosses her line is never left alive. If it weren't for the fact that it happened in broad daylight, Young Master He would have been dead long ago.
How dare you come here without knowing your place? You must be a very bold young man!
Upon reaching the 22nd floor, Zuo Ling's eyes turned even colder at the sight of the mess in the fire escape. She forcefully slammed the two of them against the door.
Two heavy objects fell to the ground with a thud, nearly shattering bones.
"Wipe it off. If you can't wipe it clean, then lick it clean for me."
Young Master He covered his cheek, glared at Zuo Ling with hatred, and shouted, "Don't even think about it."
"He has backbone."
Without further ado, Zuo Ling took out the Immortal Binding Rope and tied Young Master He tightly, then used the Tiger Claw Rope to hook the Immortal Binding Rope.
Holding the other end of the tiger claw rope, they used Young Master He as a mop, scrubbing him on the ground and the door.
The filth had already frozen solid; there was no way to clean it properly.
Zuo Ling stomped on He Shao Ye's limbs, grinding them against the ground, causing He Shao Ye excruciating pain.
The other person had never seen anything like it and was trembling with fear. Not only him, but Professor Jin and his wife, who were watching from the sidelines, were also very nervous.
After rubbing against him for a while, Zuo Ling complained that Young Master He was too dirty.
They pushed open the corridor window and threw him out of the building, rinsing him in the snow like a mop.