She'll Be Mine Sooner or Later

Bang!

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Han kicked the door open. At the same time, his assault rifle clicked as it chambered a round, and he charged inside at once!

Inside the room.

Jia Chunjie had been about to make a further move. Shang Jiudi was already at the point of passing out; forget threatening him with a knife, she probably did not even have the strength to hold one anymore. He was just about to succeed!

But at that moment, Chu Han's sudden intrusion made Jia Chunjie's heart seem to stop. Shang Jiudi also abruptly regained awareness, and both of them looked toward the doorway.

Chu Han stood there.

A camouflage airdrop pack was slung over his back. The axe in his hand was covered in thick black gore, yet aside from a few wrinkles, his clothes were as clean as when he had left. His short hair was slightly damp with sweat.

In his left hand, he held up a gun. Its muzzle was pitch-black, aimed steadily at Jia Chunjie's brow.

"Ah!" Jia Chunjie tumbled off the bed with a crash.

This time, he was truly scared limp.

Chu Han's current state was completely different from usual. His expression did not seem to have changed much, but the killing intent spilling from his eyes was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.

He was furious.

Jia Chunjie could not stop trembling. An immense terror engulfed him, more terrifying than being surrounded by hundreds of zombies at once. It was a weakness of the mind, a retreat of spirit.

How was this possible?

How had Chu Han returned so quickly?

Shang Jiudi stared at Chu Han in shock. At the same time as relief flooded her heart, she felt unexpectedly moved. When she had been in the greatest danger, this man had appeared.

Chu Han stepped forward. He glanced at Shang Jiudi on the bed, her clothes still intact. His gaze flickered slightly when it swept over the military knife in her hand, but he quickly turned his eyes toward Jia Chunjie, who was slumped on the floor in terror.

"Boss Chu, Brother Chu, Big Brother Chu!" Jia Chunjie hurriedly crawled and rolled across the floor as he begged for mercy, desperately trying to pull his exposed lower body backward.

He had actually been discovered. Damn it! He should have acted faster. He should not have bothered with that fat man; dragging him out alone had taken far too long!

Unhurriedly, Chu Han first set the airdrop pack on the ground, then handed the assault rifle in his left hand to Shang Jiudi. He did not say a word throughout the entire process, and his calm face revealed no emotion.

"Brother Chu! Brother Chu! I was wrong, I was wrong! Spare me, let me go! I promise I'll never appear before you again! I know you're a good person. Didn't you say so yourself? You don't kill people indiscriminately!" Jia Chunjie begged frantically, spewing flattering words for dear life. He was truly terrified. Chu Han's silence made him feel as if a storm were about to break.

Chu Han stared at Jia Chunjie, who knelt before him, his eyes roaming over the man's body. The axe in his right hand remained clenched tightly.

Suddenly—

He shot out his left hand and grabbed Jia Chunjie by the back of the neck, lifting him up with inhuman strength.

"Ah!!" Jia Chunjie howled.

Chu Han paid him no heed. He simply lifted his body and dragged him out roughly, striding toward the door. A gust of wind followed in his wake, and he vanished into the corridor in an instant.

Shang Jiudi, lying on the bed, froze completely. What was he going to do?

She looked at the assault rifle in her hands and discovered that the magazine was full.

Suddenly, Shang Jiudi sprang to her feet. Dizzy and lightheaded, she nearly pitched headfirst to the floor when she got down from the bed, but she did not care about her condition and rushed after him.

Chu Han dragged Jia Chunjie downstairs with repeated bangs, like he was dragging a dead dog. Jia Chunjie had no ability to resist and could only let his body slam against the stairs all the way down.

Chu Han moved quickly, ignoring the few zombies that lunged at him in the lobby. In just a few strides, he dragged Jia Chunjie to the middle of the street outside.

Bang! He threw Jia Chunjie to the ground. Chu Han said nothing, merely staring at him as he paced around him in a steady rhythm.

Tap, tap, tap—

Step by step, he circled Jia Chunjie, his footsteps carrying an oppressive weight.

Several zombies in the distance were slowly making their way over. They were excited, staggering forward step by step, voicing their craving for human flesh as loudly as they could.

Jia Chunjie's cries abruptly ceased. He lay face down on the ground with his head lowered, sweat streaming down from fear.

The zombie howls rising and falling around him, the rhythmic footsteps of the man beside him, and the thick black blood dripping from the iron axe in his hand.

All of it filled him with overwhelming terror. Never before had he heard his heartbeat so clearly, as though it were the deepest imprint of death drawing near.

"What are you going 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 the hell I want! Who the fuck are you to her?!"

Jia Chunjie desperately vented his resentment and rage, along with his dissatisfaction at Chu Han's high-handedness. This was the apocalypse. There was no law here anymore. Some things would no longer be punished!

Chu Han still did not speak. He merely stopped his oppressive pacing and looked quietly at Jia Chunjie.

Seeing Chu Han stop, Jia Chunjie continued cursing. He craned his neck and shouted, "It's not illegal anymore! Who the hell do you think you are? Why do you get to meddle in my business? I—"

Crack!

Jia Chunjie's voice abruptly stopped.

Chu Han grabbed him by the throat. The crude movement was entirely unlike his usual composure. Veins bulged on his hand, and his rough palm possessed astonishing strength.

Jia Chunjie did not dare move at all. He looked at the man before him, and the emotion in those eyes was absolutely not something a human should possess. It was the savagery of someone who had fought through life-and-death battles and crawled over countless corpses.

"You should never have set your sights on Shang Jiudi." Chu Han's voice came one word at a time, brimming with dominance and ambition. "She'll be mine sooner or later."

Splurt—

The next second, the heavy iron axe came down with a swift, precise blow at Jia Chunjie's neck. It was so fast that Jia Chunjie was not even given a chance to reply. Chu Han struck without warning, without the slightest sign.

Rumble, rumble!

His head rolled across the ground. Jia Chunjie had not even had time to close his eyes before his head was separated from his body.

Chu Han acted quickly because he would not waste time on the dead.

Shang Jiudi stumbled out too late to see what had happened before. She only heard the words, "She'll be mine sooner or later." Leaning against the wall as she watched the bloody, violent scene before her, her heart clenched hard.

In the middle of the road, blood gushed from Jia Chunjie's corpse. The zombies that were about to approach instantly became agitated, their howls growing fiercer as they went mad.

Chu Han frowned. Not caring about getting dirty, he casually grabbed Jia Chunjie's body and head, then sprinted off into the distance. Drawing the zombie horde over was no laughing matter.