Seeing the woman's hesitant expression, An Junxian poured several bottles of beer over her head.
An Junxian laughed wildly and said, "This time the beer flowed downstairs."
Upon seeing this, the woman tightly closed her legs and said, "Sir, that place is unclean; I cannot offend your mouth."
An Junxian slapped the woman to the ground, saying, "Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"
Just as An Junxian was preparing his next move, an urgent knock sounded on the door.
Before An Junxian could speak, a young man rushed in and quickly reported, "Sir, something terrible has happened! I don't know what's going on, but buildings in the distance are disappearing at an alarming speed!"
Yuan Chuyi looked at the row of large characters in front of her and asked, "Sister Xin, this place looks like a vegetable market to me."
Liu Xin gave a thumbs up and said, "You actually guessed right, kid."
Yuan Chuyi chuckled and said to everyone: "Then what are we waiting for? Let's begin! Remember, don't be shy. This isn't China, so don't hold back."
Take it all, good, bad, and rotten.
Chen Wei said to the girls, "I have a lot of empty space in my space, so I'll go first." With that, he rushed in first.
At that moment, An Junxian led a group of people and rushed out from inside.
An Junxian said to Chen Wei, who was at the forefront, "Who are you people? Don't you know this is my territory, An Junxian's territory!"
Chen Wei turned around in confusion and asked, "Sister Xin, what is he babbling about?"
Liu Xin coughed and explained, "The leader here, Big Yellow Teeth, said that you're so ugly, yet you dare to cause trouble on his turf."
Upon hearing this, Chen Wei instantly flew into a rage and said, "I am so beautiful that I could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, and you actually say I am ugly?"
What kind of aesthetic sense do you Koreans have?
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure rushed over.
Before An Junxian could figure out what was going on, the girl rushed over.
At this moment, Liu Xin said in Korean, "Handsome guy over there, my little sister has admired you for a long time, and she can't wait to give you a hug."
Upon hearing this, An Junxian smiled confidently and said, "Come on, let's give each other a hug." He then opened his arms.
Liu Xin shouted, "Weiwei, it's okay if he says you're ugly, but it's wrong of you to come out and scare people."
Upon hearing this, Chen Wei sped up even more, gritting her teeth as she cursed, "Go to hell!"
Then, her right fist transformed into a hammer two centimeters from An Junxian's face, striking him squarely in the front tooth.
With a loud "clang!", An Junxian's front teeth flew out.
An Junxian cursed inwardly, "Didn't we agree on a hug? Why did this pretty girl hit me?"
He covered his mouth and slurred, "If you hit me again, I'll fight back!"
Liu Xin continued to embellish the story, saying, "Weiwei, he asked you if you had eaten lunch, and why your fists were so weak."
Upon hearing this, Chen Wei transformed his right fist into an iron spatula and began to slap An Junxian's face repeatedly.
The henchmen who came out with her were stunned and dared not utter a sound when they saw such a fierce woman.
They could see that even a level two superhuman like An Junxian was being beaten so badly, so for them, mere level one lesbians, to go up there would only be suicide.
Seeing their boss on the verge of death, one of the underlings suddenly shouted, "Ah... my heart hurts so much!" Then he swayed and collapsed to the ground.
Seeing the young man lying on the ground pretending to be dead, an older superhuman cursed, "You spineless coward, let's see how we deal with you!"
As he spoke, he walked toward the fallen youth, but before he had taken two steps, he deliberately tripped over his own foot and fell face-first to the ground, refusing to get up.
Looking at the middle-aged superhuman who had just been indignant, the other underlings cursed inwardly, "Old foxes are shrewder. Look how convincingly he's putting on this act. The foam coming out of his mouth looks just like the real thing."
My underlings looked at me, and before long, they all collapsed to the ground.
An Junxian, with his head still throbbing, glanced at his underlings who were all pretending to be dead and cursed, "Fuck you!"
Chen Wei paused for a moment, recalling words from Korean movies, and said, "You really are insulting me."
As he spoke, his right hand transformed into a large sword over a meter long, instantly killing An Junxian, who had been smashed into a pumpkin head.
After a soft popping sound, Chen Wei looked at the supplies scattered on the ground and quickly put them into her spatial storage, saying, "I didn't expect you to be a spatial ability user."
Wan'er walked over with a thumbs up and said, "Sister Weiwei, I didn't expect you to be so fierce."
Also, didn't you suspect that Liu Xin's translation for you was a lie?
Chen Wei nodded and said, "Of course I had my doubts, but the last thing that person said before he died was definitely an insult, because I've heard it in movies."
Chen Wei pointed to the people on the ground and asked, "What should we do with these people?"
Yuan Chuyi shrugged and said, "Who cares about them? We're here to make money. As long as they don't get in our way, let them be."
In just one afternoon, Yuan Chuyi and his group were like wolves charging into a flock of sheep. The places they left behind were utterly devastating.
Other space-type ability users would collect supplies room by room and store them in their space, but Yuan Chuyi and his group would basically store supplies building by building.
Once inside the space, all supplies will be categorized by will.
Especially when Yuan Chuyi arrived in South Korea, he had no psychological burden whatsoever, collecting supplies and reclaiming buildings at the same time.
If a building couldn't be immediately put into his space, he would simply move on to the next building if there was life inside. He was too lazy to go inside and drive the people out.
Inside an underground bunker, South Korea's Minister of National Defense, Yoon Jang-myung, said to a middle-aged man, "Mr. President, if we allow those people to continue looting..."
I fear that most of the people in our city will starve to death in the next one to two months due to food shortages.
Their destructive power is far more terrifying than that of zombies.
Look at the places they went to; they were all large supermarkets, farmers' markets, seafood processing plants, and canning plants—places with ample supplies of daily necessities.
The middle-aged man said, "Those places are also where zombies are most concentrated. Aren't they afraid?"
The Minister of Defense said, "We detected through satellites that those people are superhumans of unknown level, they are incredibly strong, and those zombies have absolutely no effect on them."
Our only effective method now might be to use armed helicopters to conduct air-to-ground area strikes against them.
The middle-aged man said worriedly, "But those armed helicopters are used to defend against large hordes of zombies. Besides, we don't have much ammunition left."
The middle-aged man pacing back and forth suddenly said, "By the way, weren't there two Ugly Kingdom aircraft carriers docked in Mountain Axe Port before the apocalypse?"
We can ask them for help.
The Defense Minister asked, "And what about our assembled helicopters..."
The middle-aged man said, "Of course, we also need to warn those people."
Or do they really think our official body doesn't exist?
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