This wasn't the first time the two had encountered a robbery, so Nanxing remained calm and slowly drew his pistol from his waist: "If you leave now, I'll let you go."
"Hahaha!"
The leader suddenly burst into laughter, glancing contemptuously at the gun in Nanxing's hand: "Let us go? What do you have to offer? Just a toy gun?"
Just two weeks ago, he was threatened by a man with a toy gun, which terrified him, as he thought he was going to die. However, the man's smugness led him to reveal a weakness, and he ended up beating the man to a pulp, begging for mercy on the ground like a dead dog.
If it weren't for the fact that the man was decent-looking, he would have killed and eaten him long ago!
The middle-aged woman in the group stared intently at Nanxing's fair and clean face, then looked him up and down at his well-covered chest muscles and long legs, her mouth practically watering: "Wow, this man is really good-looking, our boss will definitely like him, we have to tie him up and take him back!"
The man in the lead glanced at the woman with some fear. As expected of the boss's number one lackey, she was indeed ruthless: "Men, quickly tie this pretty boy up and take him away."
His eyes gleamed with lust as he whistled at Nanxing, "If the boss gets tired of playing with us, she might let us have some fun. You all be careful, don't kill her."
Nanxing's gaze darkened. In his life, he hated three kinds of people the most: traitors, those who abuse their power for personal gain, and the kind of people right in front of him!
Most of the men and women in this group were young or middle-aged, and the weapons in their hands were faintly rusty red, making it clear that they were habitual criminals who had killed many people.
Without further hesitation, Nanxing aimed the gun at the man's forehead and fired, hitting him squarely. He immediately turned the gun on the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman forcefully pulled the man next to her in front of her, attempting to shield him from the bullet. However, she and Nanxing were less than five meters apart, and the bullet, after piercing the man's body, did not stop but instead entered her body.
The middle-aged woman glared at Nanxing resentfully before slowly collapsing to the ground.
The others tried to escape when Nanxing hit the man, but they were pulled back to their original positions by an inexplicable force after running only a few meters.
They looked at each other blankly and in fear. Could there really be ghosts and gods in the world?
Suddenly someone shouted at the car: "Monster!"
Banxia raised an eyebrow slightly. How was she a monster?
With a slight exertion of her hand, the men and women bound by the vines instantly fell to the ground.
“Wife,” Nanxing tucked the pistol back into her waistband, “give me a knife. These people aren’t worth wasting my bullets and superpowers on.”
Banxia took out a Tang sword from her spatial storage and handed it to him: "Cut off their heads so they don't turn into zombies."
As soon as the words were spoken, the group of men and women turned pale and knelt down, begging for mercy: "Handsome guys, beautiful girls, spare...spare our lives!"
"Spare me?" Nanxing beheaded the man who had begged for mercy first. "When you killed people before, didn't they beg for mercy? You let them go?"
He remained calm, each slash resulting in a headless kill.
"What did I do wrong? I just wanted to live!"
"One should be lenient when one can, but have you never killed someone for survival?"
"You talk a good game, but you're just as hypocritical and despicable as us!"
...
The men and women who hadn't yet had their turn saw that they were doomed and immediately started cursing.
Nanxing remained unmoved. It's not wrong to want to live, and it's not wrong to kill for survival, but since they dared to kill, they should be prepared to be killed in return.
If he is at a disadvantage today, these people will not let him go easily just because he begs for mercy. The fate that awaits him and Banxia will be worse than death.
After killing the man, Nanxing threw the knife in the sand to dry clean it, then handed it to Banxia: "Thank you, wife. The tire is probably broken. Let's find a place to change it before we set off again."
Banxia opened the car door and got out, putting the knife and the car into her spatial storage. She pointed to the hotel lobby not far away and said, "Go there to change."
When they set off again, Nanxing drove even more carefully, fearing that the tires might be deliberately damaged again.
They bought a lot of spare tires, but they couldn't withstand changing them every day.
"Woof woof woof!"
Five reddish-brown teddy dogs, each a meter tall, suddenly leaped out and barked loudly at the car. Nanxing didn't want to pay attention, but when he turned around, he saw two large trucks blocking the road completely.
Nanxing helplessly slammed on the brakes, exchanged a glance with Banxia, and wondered why these people were looting everywhere instead of hurrying home to assess their losses and rebuild their homes after the sandstorm had just ended.
More than thirty strong men and women got out of the car and surrounded the SUV. One of the men walked respectfully to a sports car, bent down and opened the door.
Immediately afterwards, a woman in her late twenties, supported by the man's arm, slowly got out of the car.
The woman, Gan Tian, first waved to the teddy bears, then called out loudly, "Friends in the car, would you mind getting off to talk?"
Banxia almost rolled her eyes in an unseemly manner. The road was already blocked, and she was still asking if it was convenient. Why bother pretending?
"Hey—" Another slick-haired man stepped out of the sports car. "When the boss tells you to get out, get out now. Don't be ungrateful!"
Nanxing and Banxia didn't want to delay their journey home, so they got out of the car and asked, "What's up?"
Gan Tian looked at Nan Xing with amazement in her eyes: "You just killed more than ten of my men, shouldn't you give me some explanation? Hmm?"
The slick-haired man, Li Zihao, had a mix of emotions flashing in his eyes the moment he saw Nanxing: surprise, jealousy, and schadenfreude. But when he saw the amazement in Gan Tian's eyes, he couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.
Nanxing didn't even notice him, and said coldly to Gan Tian, "There's nothing to explain. If you dare to commit evil, you should be prepared to die. Are you here for revenge?"
Banxia grabbed Nanxing's hand, feeling slightly impatient. "Why don't we just shoot them all?"
"Revenge?" Gan Tian said disdainfully, "What's there to be ashamed of in those good-for-nothings? But I raised them for so long, and you just killed them for nothing. Shouldn't you compensate me for my losses?"
She looked at the two men and said, "I won't make things difficult for you. You killed twelve of my men and joined my base to work for me for a year. Not only will I not ask you for compensation, but I'll also give each of you fifty catties of grain and one hundred liters of clean water every month. How about that?"
This compensation is roughly equivalent to a monthly salary of tens of millions before the apocalypse.
Therefore, as soon as he finished speaking, the jealousy in Li Zihao's eyes intensified.
He glanced at Nanxing with a smug look, then hugged Gan Tian's arm and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Sweetie, didn't you give me too much?"
Gan Tian turned her head and first gave him a slight smile, then her face turned cold, and she slapped him to the ground: "Do you, a male concubine, have the right to interrupt me when I'm speaking?!"
Nanxing then noticed Li Zihao and exclaimed in surprise, "Li Zihao?"
Gan Tian looked at the two of them with suspicion: "You know each other?"
Banxia also looked up at Nanxing.
Li Zihao covered his swollen face with an embarrassed look: "We know each other. We both worked in the entertainment industry before the apocalypse. Nanxing, it's been a long time."
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