She'll Be Mine Sooner or Later

Bang!

Without hesitation, Chu Han kicked open the door, chambering his automatic rifle with a click as he charged inside!

Inside the room.

Jia Chunjie was about to make his move. Shang Jiudi was on the verge of fainting and could barely hold on. Threatening him with a knife was out of the question; she probably didn't even have the strength to hold it. He was about to succeed!

But at that moment, Chu Han's sudden entrance made Jia Chunjie's heart skip a beat. Shang Jiudi also suddenly regained consciousness, and both their gazes fell upon the doorway.

Chu Han stood there.

A camouflage airdrop bag was slung over his back, and the axe in his hand was covered in thick, black goo. However, his clothes, apart from being wrinkled, were as clean as when he left, and his short hair was slightly damp from sweat.

In his left hand, he held a gun, its barrel black, steadily aimed at Jia Chunjie's forehead.

"Ah!" Jia Chunjie scrambled off the bed with a clatter.

This time, he was truly scared stiff.

Chu Han's current state was completely different from his usual demeanor. It was hard to say how much his expression had changed, but the killing intent emanating from his eyes sent a chill down one's spine.

He was angry.

Jia Chunjie couldn't help but tremble all over, a sense of immense fear engulfing him. This was more terrifying than being surrounded by hundreds of zombies simultaneously; it was a psychological disadvantage, a retreat in presence.

How was this possible?

How could Chu Han have returned so quickly?

Shang Jiudi looked at Chu Han in astonishment. While feeling a great sense of relief, she was also touched. At her most critical moment, this man had appeared.

Chu Han walked forward. He glanced at Shang Jiudi, whose clothes were intact on the bed. His eyes flickered as they swept over the military knife in her hand, but he quickly shifted his gaze to Jia Chunjie, who was paralyzed with fear on the ground.

"Brother Chu, Chu ge, big brother Chu!" Jia Chunjie frantically crawled on the ground, begging for mercy, desperately trying to pull his exposed lower body back.

He had been discovered, damn it! If he had known, he should have been faster and not bothered with that fatty. Just dragging him out had taken so much time!

Chu Han calmly placed the airdrop bag on the ground, then handed the automatic rifle from his left hand to Shang Jiudi. Throughout the entire process, he remained silent, his composed expression giving away no emotion.

"Brother Chu! Brother Chu! I was wrong, I was wrong, please spare me, let me go. I promise I won't appear before you again. I know you're a good person. Didn't you say you don't kill people indiscriminately!" Jia Chunjie desperately pleaded, spewing out flattering words without regard for his life. He was truly terrified. Chu Han's silence made him feel the precursor to an impending storm.

Chu Han stared at Jia Chunjie, who was kneeling before him, his gaze appraising him. The axe in his right hand was still held tightly.

Suddenly—

He abruptly reached out his left hand and grabbed Jia Chunjie by the back of his neck, lifting him with a strength that seemed inhuman.

"Ah!!" Jia Chunjie let out a loud howl.

Chu Han ignored him and, just like that, lifted his body, dragging him roughly as he strode towards the door, creating a gust of wind and instantly disappearing down the corridor.

Shang Jiudi, lying on the bed, was stunned. What was he doing?

Looking at the automatic rifle in her hand, the magazine was full.

Suddenly, Shang Jiudi leaped up. Dizzy, she almost fell when she got out of bed, but she ignored her condition and rushed out.

Chu Han dragged Jia Chunjie, making a bang bang bang sound as he pulled him downstairs like a dead dog. Jia Chunjie was completely defenseless, his body crashing down the stairs as he was dragged downward.

Chu Han moved quickly, ignoring the few zombies lunging at him in the lobby. He dragged Jia Chunjie straight to the center of the street outside in just a few strides.

Bang! He threw Jia Chunjie onto the ground. Chu Han remained silent, simply staring at Jia Chunjie as he paced around him rhythmically.

Tap, tap, tap—

He walked step by step, circling Jia Chunjie, creating a sound of oppressive footsteps.

A few zombies in the distance were slowly approaching. They were excited, shuffling forward step by step, expressing their craving for human flesh with the loudest sounds.

Jia Chunjie's cries abruptly stopped. He lowered his head, lying on the ground, sweat pouring down his face from sheer terror.

The surrounding zombie roars, the rhythmic footsteps of the man beside him, and the thick black blood dripping from the iron axe in his hand.

All of this filled him with extreme dread. His heartbeat had never been so clearly audible, like the most profound reflection before death.

"What do you want to do?!" Jia Chunjie suddenly looked up at Chu Han, his eyes bloodshot. "What's wrong with this? This is the apocalypse, I can do whatever I want! Who the hell are you to her!"

Jia Chunjie, disregarding everything, expressed his unwillingness and anger, as well as his dissatisfaction with Chu Han's arbitrary actions. This was the apocalypse, where law and order no longer existed, and some things would no longer be punished!

Chu Han still didn't speak, only stopping his oppressive pacing and staring quietly at Jia Chunjie.

Seeing Chu Han stop, Jia Chunjie continued to curse, raising his head and loudly proclaiming: "It's not illegal anymore! Who do you think you are to meddle in my business? I—"

Crack!

Jia Chunjie's voice abruptly cut off.

Chu Han grabbed his neck, his movements crude and completely unlike his usual composure. Veins bulged on his hand, and his rough palm possessed astonishing strength.

Jia Chunjie didn't dare to move a muscle. He looked at the person before him, the emotions in his eyes were definitely not human; it was the savagery of someone who had experienced life-and-death battles and crawled over countless corpses.

"You shouldn't have set your sights on Shang Jiudi," Chu Han said, each word filled with dominance and ambition. "She will be mine sooner or later."

Pfft—

The next second, the heavy iron axe suddenly descended, swiftly and accurately slicing into Jia Chunjie's neck. It was so swift that Jia Chunjie didn't even have a chance to reply. Chu Han struck so suddenly, without any warning.

Gurgle gurgle!

Jia Chunjie's head rolled onto the ground, his life ending before he could even close his eyes.

Chu Han acted swiftly, as he wouldn't waste time on the dead.

Shang Jiudi stumbled out, not having witnessed the preceding events. All she heard was the declaration, 'She'll be mine sooner or later.' Leaning against the wall, she gazed at the bloody, violent scene before her, her heart clenching painfully.

In the middle of the road, Jia Chunjie's body gushed blood, instantly enraging the approaching zombies. Their roars intensified, and the zombies went wild.

Chu Han frowned. Not caring about the mess, he casually grabbed Jia Chunjie's body and head, then sprinted rapidly into the distance. Leading a horde of zombies was no fun at all.