"Hahaha, this woman dragged out a knife."
"With such delicate skin, why are you trying to use a knife like others?"
"Exactly, who are you trying to scare? Do you think we're just decorations?"
The dozen or so men that Qin Ziran had brought over all mocked Hua Mi.
The tattooed man walked over impatiently and said to Qin Ziran,
“You’re a very disobedient woman. Let’s hand you over to the brothers and teach her a lesson. I guarantee she’ll listen to you no matter what.”
Qin Ziran hesitated for a moment, then looked at Hua Mi and nodded slightly.
Seeing this, An Xiaoyu hurriedly walked over and angrily said:
"Qin Ziran, are you crazy? How could you treat a woman like this?"
He was wrong, he was really wrong. He thought he was only here to help Qin Ziran and Hua Mi get back together, but he never expected to witness the evil of human nature!
Qin Ziran pushed An Xiaoyu away and stared expressionlessly at Hua Mi, who was standing opposite him in the rain with a knife.
"You saw it too, Ami. I just want you to come back to me and be more obedient so your life will be easier. Otherwise, you know what you'll face next."
"I don't want to treat you like this, but don't force me to become a devil."
Standing in the rain, Hua Mi didn't move. She was trying to figure out who was closest to her and what they were wearing so she could strike them and kill them with one blow.
Seeing that Hua Mi remained silent, one of the tattooed man's men stepped forward, raised his hand towards Hua Mi, and prepared to slap her.
"You're really hopeless."
Before she could finish speaking, Hua Mi slashed with a watermelon knife, tearing through the man's cheap raincoat, and scalding blood gushed from his chest.
It was scattered across the sky.
A hush fell over the crowd.
Hua Mi remained expressionless as she slowly moved her gaze over to Qin Ziran.
The man who had been slashed in the chest by her knife thrashed on the ground a few times; it was unclear whether he was dead or not.
As darkness fell, the white mist turned black. Qin Ziran's face hardened, and before he could speak, the tattooed man cursed.
"You fucking bitch, I'll kill you!"
He pulled out a string of iron chains and charged towards Hua Mi.
A large group of men rushed up as well.
They didn't see anything wrong with so many men beating up one woman.
Because they were just street urchins, when disaster struck, the police in Xiangcheng were nowhere to be found.
In places where they are out of sight of the garrison, the evil in their hearts grows endlessly.
Hua Mi rushed forward and immediately began swinging her knife. That's how she fought; every time she swung her knife, she aimed for the head or neck.
If the opponent manages to dodge, he might not be killed by her in one strike.
But if the opponent can't dodge, she'll just chop off their head.
Two heads rolled onto the rain-soaked ground. The tattooed man and his companions, who had rushed halfway there, were horrified. They stopped in their tracks and stared at the two headless corpses standing in front of Hua Mi.
"Sorry, this is my normal fighting style once I enter battle mode."
Hua Mi, with a delicate and frail appearance, smiled shyly at everyone, then looked at Qin Ziran and deliberately asked,
"Qin Ziran, were you scared?"
His tone was full of sarcasm.
The tattooed man gently waved to the other men, who were still determined to attack Hua Mi from behind.
But Hua Mi was a woman who had lived her whole life in the apocalypse; she wasn't so easily ambushed.
Compared to the silent approach of mutated animals, the noise made when humans launch a sneak attack is far too loud.
It was as if she had eyes in the back of her head; with a turn, she severed the outstretched hands of the two men behind her.
Muscle memory was fully awakened. Before Hua Mi could even think clearly, the hand holding the knife automatically rose, delivering a beautiful finishing blow, followed by two more blows, severing the heads of both of them.
We have to behead them; otherwise, the zombies and mutated animals won't die.
"Go, go fast! Run, run!!!"
The tattooed man finally realized that he had encountered no ordinary woman.
This clean and efficient method of decapitation shows that Hua Mi is either a professional killer or an extremely perverted person.
How could they, as insignificant figures, possibly handle this?
How did Qin Ziran get involved with a woman like that?
The group of men that Qin Ziran had called over scattered in all directions, and Hua Mi didn't chase after them. With a flick of her wrist, a huge rock fell from the sky.
We'll take whatever dents we get.
With a deafening roar, Hua Mi, carrying a blood-dripping fruit knife, strode directly toward Qin Ziran.
"Ahhhhh, don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"
Qin Ziran was terrified. To be honest, even when Gong Yi staged a mutiny, the scene was never as cruel and bloody as it was today.
He couldn't care less about the falling boulders; he was simply too terrified by Hua Mi's cruel methods to keep backing away.
He only remembered at the last minute that he had brought a gun with him today to embolden himself to commit evil.
So Qin Ziran retreated while frantically pulling the gun from his pocket and pointing it directly at Hua Mi. He shouted, trembling.
"You, don't come any closer. I just wanted to teach you a lesson, I didn't mean to kill you."
"It was you, you were the one who disobeyed first. You sold the ancestral home for so much money, you have so many resources, but you never told me about it. You helped Gong Yi fight for power, but what about me? I'm your boyfriend!"
"I just wanted to find someone to scare you. If they bully you, I'll step in and stop them in the end. You don't listen to the management system, so what's wrong with teaching you a lesson?"
"Just tell me where the supplies for the garrison are hidden, and I won't make things difficult for you. Just let me go!"
He retreated step by step, his expression broken.
With her goggles covered in tiny bloodstains, Hua Mi walked forward step by step, and even took a moment to think of a question.
Qin Ziran's hand holding the gun was unsteady.
Is it accurate to shoot like that?
The rain washed her goggles clean again, and she walked step by step toward Qin Ziran. Her imposing aura put a lot of psychological pressure on people.
Qin Ziran quickly broke down. The moment he pulled the trigger at Hua Mi, Hua Mi slashed down with her knife and severed Qin Ziran's hand.
The heavy pistol fell into the mud.
It has a severed hand attached.
She was a little unlucky because the cheap fruit knife had a chipped edge.
If the weapons aren't handy, how will we kill zombies in the future?
Hua Mi decisively threw away the chipped fruit knife in her hand and continued walking towards Qin Ziran, who was shouting and retreating.
Did she think that because the fruit knife was chipped, she didn't have a knife? How naive.
She then pulled a fruit knife from her sleeve.
An Xiaoyu shouted,
"Hua Mi, stop! Don't kill! Turn back before it's too late, Hua Mi!"
Before Hua Mi could turn around, An Xiaoyu rushed up, holding the pistol that Qin Ziran had dropped into the mud.
He raised his gun towards Hua Mi.
The endoscopy results came back: gastric polyps and superficial gastritis. The doctor also told me to get my gallbladder checked because it's full of stones.
(End of this chapter)
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