"you!"
"Boss Jiang, we're just here to invite you to the base. What reason do you have to stop us from leaving? Do you want to kill us?" The implication was that the Bright Base was not to be trifled with, and we shouldn't mess with them.
A fierce glint flashed in Jiang Zhi's eyes: "I'll kill you if I want to, do I need a reason?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jiang Zhi conjured up the Immortal's Guidance with a flick of her wrist. In the blink of an eye, the chests of the three superhumans beside the woman with the bright red lips were pierced, and scorching flames spread from the wounds. In just a few breaths, their bodies were charred black, and they didn't even have time to scream.
"What exactly are you?" The woman with the bright red lips was horrified. The others also made a running motion, and their supernatural abilities became disordered to varying degrees.
"I've always hated rude people like you. Prepare to die!" Jiang Zhi pulled out a gold brick and threw it, but the woman skillfully dodged it. She was a speed-type ability user with incredibly fast steps.
She was fast, but Jiang Zhi was even faster.
Just when the woman thought she had successfully escaped, she was met with Jiang Zhi's Tang sword. Due to her excessive speed, the inertia caused her to crash directly into the sword, which pierced through her.
Jiang Zhi didn't hold back. She gripped the knife handle and spun it three times, shredding her internal organs to pieces, before pulling the knife out.
The woman's eyes were wide open in horror as she collapsed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of flesh.
"You, you're so vicious!" the woman said with all her might. Her gaze towards Jiang Zhi was filled with resentment and venom, but she was powerless to change anything and could only wait to die slowly as her blood flowed away, filled with resentment.
Jiang Zhi half-squatted down and used the tip of the knife to lift the woman's chin.
"Yes, what can you do to me?" The sarcasm was palpable.
After saying this, the woman spat out another mouthful of blood and died.
Jiang Zhi felt that she really seemed like a villain.
Hua Guang, clutching his mangled face, stared in horror at the scene. So many of them, some killed before even unleashing their abilities—how strong must one be to reach this level? Could Jiang Zhi already be a high-level ability user?
Is this the power of a high-level superhuman?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
"Jiang Wanfu, what are you standing there for? A little fish has escaped." Jiang Zhi turned around and said to the cave.
Although Wanfu was very reluctant, as this went against its principles as a handsome cat, its mother's call was obviously more important.
I don't care anymore, I'm going all in.
Several "sensible" people had already run several hundred meters away, and it seemed inappropriate for Jiang Zhi to chase after them, so she had to trouble Wan Fu to go instead.
Wanfu darted out, leaving only a blur in the distance. A moment later, the men who had run out screamed and were then decapitated. Wanfu then ran back into the cave at lightning speed and crouched down.
Hehe, no one will see it.
Now only Hua is left alive.
Jiang Zhi approached step by step, while Hua retreated step by step.
"You're saying that if I don't go to the Bright Base, or that if I kill you, I'll be making an enemy of the entire Bright Base? That's laughable. Who knows I'm the one who killed you?" Jiang Zhi maintained her usual smile.
Hua's mouth was so sore that he couldn't speak. He was like a mute eating bitter melon, suffering in silence. He could only wave his hands desperately and show a pleading expression.
He begged Jiang Zhi not to kill him.
Jiang Zhi deeply understood one principle: villains die from talking too much; if you can take action, don't waste your breath.
After sending Hua back to see the King of Hell, Jiang Zhi used the fire that the immortals used to guide the way to burn several corpses.
Those who had been watching from afar had long since disappeared. They dared not watch any longer once they saw Jiang Zhi kill the woman, fearing that if they watched any longer, they would be next to die.
"This is terrifying. No wonder a woman dares to sell food in the apocalypse. She has a whole host of killer moves. My hands are still shaking when I fight her."
“When we were exchanging grain this morning, Boss Jiang was very kind and patiently answered our questions. I even hoped to be friends with someone like him. Now, I have no other desires besides exchanging grain.”
"Make friends? Look at Zhou Heng at the Shuofang base. Does he dare to have anything other than cooperation and handover with Boss Jiang? I heard they knew each other before. That's how it is with people she knows. If you don't know someone and you anger her, she'll kill you without hesitation."
"In short, stay away from the female killer, exchange food for safety, and be careful in the future. If someone is unhappy, they might chop us up for fun."
At 4:30 p.m., the man who had brought steel to exchange for grain saw the charred corpses scattered all over the ground and felt a mix of emotions.
A surge of curiosity turned into indifference.
After exchanging the grain, they ran away quickly.
"Mom, it's so dirty to leave these charred corpses here. I'll take care of them tonight."
"Why wait until tonight? You can go now." Jiang Zhi lay on a beanbag chair, holding a cup of her newly made fruit tea. When she bought the supplies, she also purchased a large batch of ingredients and equipment for popular milk tea brands, just so she could have milk tea to drink in the future.
However, she likes milk tea, but prefers fruit tea.
Wanfu blew on the straw, then glanced at the triangle behind him and suddenly the milk tea didn't taste so good anymore. He drooped his head, looking unhappy.
Hearing no more noise from inside, Jiang Zhi took the milk tea and walked in, laughing as she went, "Alright, alright, I've trimmed your fur evenly, okay?"
"That's more like it."
Wanfu perked up, and after Jiang Zhi shaved all its fur off, its plump cat body was fully revealed. Dressed in clothes made of ice silk fabric by Jiang Zhi, Wanfu felt ready again.
Although I didn't wear the Monkey King's tiger skin, the ice silk is pretty good too.
After disposing of several corpses, Wanfu received Jiang Zhi's fried chicken as a reward.
As darkness fell, Wei Hui returned to the hideout with Bao'er. She had spent the whole day collecting iron bars, which weighed about a hundred pounds.
The food we exchanged before, if eaten sparingly, can last for three days.
Three days later, she went to Boss Jiang again to exchange grain.
She was determined to stockpile enough winter supplies to last the entire winter before the extreme cold arrived.
"Mom, why can some people control fire, but I can't?" Bao'er asked curiously, looking up at the sky.
Wei Hui had lost count of how many times Bao'er had asked this question.
She stirred the porridge and patiently replied, "Because some people are very lucky; they catch a star in their dreams."
"Oh~ Is it because I didn't catch the star in my dream? Then I'll definitely catch it next time," Bao'er said innocently.
After drinking a large bowl of thin porridge, Bao'er was trapped on the woodpile, trying hard to think about the stars.
Wei Hui rubbed her eyes, wondering when this would end.
She finished the rest of the porridge and washed the iron pot she had used to cook it. It was too hot; the pool would dry up in a few days, and she would have to fetch water in the dark.
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